I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

They no longer have the ideals they once had.

There is no more unrealistic fantasy.

They even have the calculations of their age to seek long-term happiness for their children.

Sometimes, when it comes to marriage, it is indeed not a bad thing to follow your parents' arrangements.

Just then, a crisp doorbell rang from the entrance.

"Ding-dong-"

"Huh? Who is it? At this time?" Yoshiharu Koyama stood up with some confusion.

"Hello! Post! There is an expedited package sent from Tokyo. Please sign for it, Mr. Xiaoshan!" The postman's respectful and loud voice came from outside the door.

A package from Tokyo?

Yoshiharu Koyama and Takaya Koyama looked at each other and saw a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

"We... haven't bought anything in Tokyo recently."

Yoshiharu Koyama muttered, but still walked over and opened the door.

The postman respectfully handed over a square box. When Yoshiji Koyama saw the two vigorous words "Nohara" written on the sender's column, he understood instantly.

His face unconsciously softened a little.

"Oh, it was sent by that kid Guangzhi."

He signed and took the package into the house. His movements were gentler than usual, as if he was holding some rare treasure in his hands.

There is no need to guess Yoshiharu Koyama.

It must be his future son-in-law, Mei Ya, who made him feel very confident in his family, who mailed the gift to him.

After all, Nohara Hiroshi was very polite when he was in Tokyo.

He said that gifts would be sent from time to time.

Thinking of this, Koyama Yoshiharu also smiled, with a sense of curiosity and anticipation: "So, what will be inside?"

He carefully opened the outer packaging, revealing a silver box full of technological sense, with the Panasonic logo printed on it.

Opening the box, a small and exquisite silver object with a metallic luster was lying quietly on the velvet cushion.

"What... is this?" Yoshiharu Koyama took it out and looked at it over and over again. His expression was like that of an archaeologist studying a mysterious artifact that had just been unearthed and whose age could not be determined.

"It looks... like a remote control? No, remote controls aren't that complicated." He fiddled with the buttons on it, feeling that his brain was completely unable to understand the purpose of this thing.

He couldn't even figure out the old-fashioned refrigerator at home, let alone this new gadget that looked "very expensive."

"I am back."

At this moment, the door of the entrance hall was pushed open and a clear and pleasant voice was heard.

The little girl of the Oyama family, Oyama Yumesae, who attends the local high school, walked in exhausted.

However, when her gaze fell on the silver cube in her father's hand, her eyes, which always seemed lively and playful, suddenly burst into an incredible brilliance!

"A cell phone?! A Panasonic P100?!"

She almost rushed over and snatched the silver creation from her father's hand. Her white and slender fingers, like those of a piano player, operated it skillfully, her face full of amazement and love.

"Oh my God! Dad! Mom! Where did you get this? It's the latest model of mobile phone! I've only seen it in TV commercials! They say... they say it costs 400,000 yen!"

"What?! Four...four hundred thousand?!"

This number, like a thunderbolt, struck Yoshiharu Koyama and Takaya Koyama on the head!

The beer glass in Yoshiharu Koyama's hand fell onto the tatami with a clang, and a lot of cold liquid spilled out, almost all over the floor, but he was completely unaware.

"Oh! Oh! Such an expensive thing?" Xiaoshan Gaoya was so frightened that her face turned pale. She covered her chest and felt her heart skip a beat.

Four hundred thousand yen!

This amount of money is almost half a year's pension for her and her husband!

"This... this is too valuable!" Xiaoshan Gaoya was the first to react, her voice changing with anxiety: "How could Guangzhi give such a valuable gift?! No! This cannot be accepted! Fangzhi, hurry! We have to find a way to return this!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Xiaoshan Fangzhi also woke up from his dream and nodded repeatedly, "This... This is simply nonsense! We haven't even officially become relatives yet, how can we accept such an expensive gift?!"

Looking at his parents' panicked expressions, Xiaoshan Mengya smiled.

She held the cell phone in her hand like a treasure, with a hint of cunning glint in her bright eyes.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry." She advised: "Since it's sent by Brother-in-law Nohara, then you can accept it with peace of mind. You don't know, Brother-in-law is now, he is really amazing!"

She paused, and in a tone that was almost like telling a story, she described the legendary deeds of Nohara Hiroshi that she had heard from her sister Misae, adding some embellishments.

From the ratings miracle of "The Wonderful World of Tales" to the phenomenal popularity of "An Shiba-ai", to his becoming the most sought-after director at TV Tokyo at a young age...

"So, a mere 400,000 yen is nothing to my brother-in-law." Xiaoshan Mengya concluded, his tone full of admiration and respect for his future brother-in-law.

As she spoke, she happily played with the new toy in her hand. The novel touch and the futuristic design made her love it.

"Wow, that's amazing! None of my friends have bought one yet! I'm the first one to use one!"

As she fiddled with it, she suddenly realized that there were already two numbers pre-stored in the phone's address book.

【Nohara Hiroshi】

【小山美伢】

Seeing these two names, Xiaoshan Mengya pressed the dial button without any hesitation.

A novel and technologically advanced "beep-beep" sound rang out in the quiet living room.

That voice, like an invisible thread, instantly crossed the barriers of time and space, tightly connecting this quiet little town in a corner of Kyushu Island with the bustling and prosperous heart of the empire in the center of Honshu Island.

The call was connected almost immediately.

"Hello? Is that Mom?" Mei's voice, full of surprise and energy, came from the other end of the phone.

"Meiya! It's really you! It's me! Mengya!" Xiaoshan Mengya was also very happy. She held up the phone and paced back and forth in the living room like a child who had found a favorite toy. "Oh my God! This mobile phone is amazing! The sound is so clear! It's like... it's like you are right next to me!"

The two sisters chattered and shared each other's joy across hundreds of kilometers.

Xiaoshan Gaoya, who was watching from the side, finally couldn't help himself and took the "hot potato" from his little daughter.

"Hello? Is that Meiya? I'm your mother." Her voice was full of curiosity and a hint of caution.

"Mom!" Mei's voice became more cheerful.

"Hey, Meiya, tell Guangzhi that this... this phone is too expensive and we can't accept it. We have a landline at home and it's convenient to make calls. There's no need to spend this money in vain." Xiaotian Gaoya still couldn't help complaining.

"Oh, Mom, don't worry about it!" Mei Ya said coquettishly on the other end of the phone: "This is Guangzhi's thoughtful gesture! He said that it will be convenient for our two families to communicate in the future. Besides, he is a big producer now, so he doesn't need this little money!"

Listening to his daughters' intimate conversation on the phone, Yoshiji Koyama, who had been silent all this time, had his brows, which were always frowned, unknowingly relaxed.

He picked up the unfinished beer on the table and drank it all again. A smug smile that he couldn't suppress quietly appeared on his serious face.

"Hmph, come on, young people just love to spend money recklessly, it's so wasteful." He said this, but he had already started to calculate in his mind.

When he meets up with his old brothers tomorrow, he must "inadvertently" take out this precious gem and show it to those old guys in the Academic Affairs Office who always like to compete with him.

Especially the vice-principal who always likes to show off that his son works at Sony!

He seemed to have seen the other person's face twisted with jealousy, and the eyes of his colleagues filled with envy and shock.

Yoshiharu Koyama felt that his heart, which was somewhat tired from years of hard work, was completely filled with an unprecedented powerful force called vanity at this moment.

"It's great to be rich." Yoshiharu Koyama sighed.

He decided.

At the meeting tomorrow, he must put this phone in the most conspicuous place on the beer table!

This will be the most glorious moment in the life of Yoshiharu Koyama!

Thinking about his future son-in-law, Yoshiharu Koyama couldn't suppress the smile. After all, he had been reading newspapers recently and found that many newspapers said that his future son-in-law had begun to move towards producing variety shows!

Although Yoshiharu Koyama didn't understand the difference between producing TV series, producing animation, and producing variety shows.

But he knows and can be trusted by his leaders.

Then you can take on more burdens.

Can be relied upon!

Isn't it true that Hiroshi Nohara is now being entrusted with an important task, led, and relied upon by TV Tokyo?

Chapter 109 The Nohara family goes back to make plans! Nohara Hiroshi is also making plans!

At the end of July, the heat in Tokyo was like an invisible beast, swallowing up the entire city. Even the asphalt roads seemed to be slightly softened by the heat.

Four or five days have passed since the Nohara family's sudden "Tokyo Adventure". The noise and warmth belonging to the family have quietly faded away like waves after the tide has receded, leaving only circles of warm ripples in the lake of Nohara Hiroshi's heart.

In front of the cold ATM machine, Hiroshi Nohara, wearing a low-bill baseball cap and a pair of sunglasses, slowly entered a string of numbers on the small electronic screen that was long enough to make any salaryman feel suffocated.

Twenty million yen.

This huge sum of money, enough to buy several hectares of fertile land in Oquji City, Akita Prefecture, was transferred by him casually to the account of his elder brother Nohara Sashi.

The convenience of mobile phones was fully demonstrated at this moment. Almost the next second after the transfer was completed, the brand new Panasonic P100 began to vibrate.

The four characters "Brother, be humble and have narrow aspirations" were displayed on the screen.

"Hello, is this Hiroshi? I received the money... I received the money!" From the other end of the line came the shocked and somewhat stuttering voice of the eldest brother Nohara Sashi: "You... you kid, you are so generous! So much money, what if... what if you lose it?"

"You won't lose money." Nohara Hiroshi's voice was calm, with a calming power: "Brother, you just need to remember that now, we are using the bank's money to make our own money. This is the business mindset, you have to learn it slowly."

There was a moment's silence on the other end of the line, followed by Nohara Sashi's helpless, wry smile. "A businessman... I'm just a farmer. But you know what, those guys at the agricultural cooperative have been looking at me differently lately. At the meeting yesterday, they even praised me as a 'returning home to start a business model' in front of the whole village. They said I was a model farmer who 'never forgot my roots' and 'takes responsibility.' I blushed when I heard that. Isn't this all thanks to you?"

"Then you can continue to be a role model." Nohara Hiroshi chuckled and said, "How's the land purchase going?"

"It's happening fast! A lot of young people in the village are moving to the city these days, leaving their land lying idle. As soon as they heard someone wanted to buy it, they all rushed to sell it to me. The price was cheap, too. The government said I was going to set up a joint-stock company, and the procedures were all approved. They also said they could approve a low-interest loan for me, but I... I didn't dare take it."

"Yes! Why not?" Nohara Hiroshi's tone brooked no argument. "Remember, big brother, using other people's money to make money is the most brilliant business. The interest on the loan is a drop in the bucket compared to our future earnings."

After hanging up the phone, Nohara Hiroshi looked at the still alarmingly long account balance on the ATM screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up even more.

The advertising revenue from "Wonderful Stories of the World" and "An Zhiju: True Season 3" are like two inexhaustible golden rivers, continuously flowing into his wealth empire.

He made a rough estimate and found that once "Super Change" was officially aired, the revenue from the naming rights and various product placements alone would be enough to easily allow his monthly income to exceed 5 million yen.

Five million yen.