People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"why?"

"He said, forget it, he was just pulled in temporarily to transform into a zodiac animal. He said the other eleven zodiac animals are all on duty, and only you, a pig, is still sleeping at home."

It has probably become a habit to rack one's brains to attack each other.

But there was also a unique tacit understanding between the two, and they smoothly returned the conversation to the main topic.

"In a nutshell, I'm very uneasy," Sasakawa Rimei sighed again. "There's always going to be inflation or unexpected emergency spending in the future, and this savings will probably get smaller and smaller. That's why I was thinking about buying a house or investing in financial management. That way, there's always a process of preserving value and slowly growing it."

"But buddy held you down, didn't he."

"That's right." Flamingo stared at me. "In short, while following the life plan designed by Gambler was probably the stupidest decision of my life, no matter what, Bankruptcy Financial Manager should at least be responsible for the follow-up of the asset management plan."

"this."

I originally wanted to tell people that in the worst years of the future, by just putting your money in the bank and enjoying the ever-increasing interest rates, you can easily beat most people, but it is obvious that this statement will not be accepted.

"Maybe it's my fault." Sasagawa Rio crossed her arms. "Maybe my trust in Unreliable-kun isn't as high as a true wife's trust in her husband. I'm always tormented by anxiety."

"Mine, mine."

So there really should be a solution. No one would complain about not having enough money, so it's always right to find ways to earn more.

"In fact, it's not completely impossible to invest in stocks. However, stock selection may go against the plans of most financial managers."

The booming real estate industry must not be touched.

Think twice before buying Japan's fundamental car.

The rest of the investment options, which are considered inferior by the public, are also considered to be settled.

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So, where should the money be invested?

First, producers of popular products, such as some home appliance manufacturers and some local beverage companies, are among the few companies that can survive after the bubble burst.

Second, the creator of relatively cheap entertainment. A classic example of this company is Nintendo, which would eventually grow into a gaming giant.

But first of all, it sounds fantastic to pick out a few companies that may make profits in the future from thousands of companies. Secondly, for any of these types of companies that are listed, in the current context of crazy imports where everything must be imported from foreign countries, the stock prices have become so pitiful that even a dog would shake its head when seeing it.

Obviously, this explanation is not enough to convince the worried bird with huge amounts of cash in hand.

"After listening to the financial genius's proposal, I suddenly feel that there's nothing wrong with holding the money in my hands."

"Correct, conciliatory, and compromise."

The goal was achieved by accident.

He handed in the manuscript with a smile, planning to have a lunch there.

Then he opened the refrigerator and looked at the full milk bread with a frown.

I've learned my lesson this time. Everything I bought had a limited-time discount tag, so I've clearly been diligently shopping.

"But you can't eat this every day."

"This is Tokyo. Even the cheapest restaurants are expensive compared to these things."

"You're really not picky. No wonder you're so skinny."

No matter how frugal you are, you cannot save on food and drink. This is the principle that Lin Sen has always adhered to.

This doesn't mean you have to eat expensive food. It means it's not difficult to make food that is both cheap and delicious.

So I took Miss Li Ya, who was still learning to take care of herself, out to buy some groceries and brought them to the kitchen.

"Look here, this is a perfect recipe that anyone with hands can make. I won't teach it to ordinary people."

Lin Sen used a wooden stick to crush the green peppers on the chopping board, causing Sasagawa Riya to frown.

The woman stood by and covered her nose.

"Ever since I was a kid, I've hated eating this plant that's neither fruit nor vegetable."

"This time I'll let you taste the power of big green peppers."

After softening the green peppers and removing the seeds, use a small bowl to prepare the soul sauce.

Mix soy sauce, oyster sauce, sugar, vinegar, starch and water and stir well.

Cook rice and fry a few poached eggs for later use.

Heat a pan with a little oil over low heat, add green peppers, season with garlic, and finally place eggs and drizzle with sauce.

The incredibly cheap side dish is ready, and paired with rice it makes a delicious lunch.

"Just a bowl of miso soup?"

"I can't get used to that."

Lin Sen waved his hands, lowered his head and began to make up for his hungry stomach.

Rimei Sasagawa at the opposite table frowned and gently picked up a green pepper.

"Sure, is it delicious?"

"Taste it."

So the woman pinched her nose, brought the green pepper to her mouth, and gently bit it.

He was about to make a painful expression, but after chewing a few times, he slowly relaxed.

He lowered his head, sipped a bowl of soup, and placed an egg on the rice.

This caused the young man opposite to sigh in surprise.

"I didn't lie to you."

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This time the silence lasted for a long time.

Not until the rice bowl was empty and the soup bowl was mostly gone did the woman sitting opposite him put down her chopsticks and turn her head away.

"It's probably to the point where it's barely edible, but that's about it."

"So, have you remembered everything? Don't use milk bread to deal with it next time."

"Do I look like a three-year-old?"

"This secret recipe is not to be passed on to others. Don't tell anyone else."

"So, could you please say something that sounds even slightly more intelligent, Childish-kun? I'm increasingly regretting taking your financial advice."

"Just learn. One day, you'll be grateful to me, Editor Sasakawa."

This sentence is probably the real deal.

Chapter 41: Bravely Playing a Bad Life

"We Run Into the Night" is already in the printing process.

This was ordinary news that Sasagawa Rimei mentioned in a normal tone during dinner.

It's not surprising.

Perhaps for this person, the publishing process of most books, which takes at least one, two or even half a year, is already an unbearable speed.

"In fact, several well-known professors in the industry have even come to me specifically to submit their manuscripts because of this publishing efficiency."

"How is the result?"

"I don't remember any particular book I particularly liked. I seem to have rejected them all or passed them on to others."

"As expected of you."

Lin Sen became increasingly proud of his vision for Ms. Flamingo when he first saw her in the editorial department.

"From this point of view, Editor Sasakawa and I are a perfect match."

"Has Mr. True Colors already given up on hiding his evil desires?"

"Don't do it again."

That’s indeed true.

As a physical book writer, Lin Sen, who plans to win by volume, really needs an editor who can publish books quickly.

I sighed at the wonders of fate and felt more interested after we parted, so I ran to the bookstore where I had been several times before.

The book ruffians I've seen before are still forming gangs to get books for free, and the boss at the cash register is lying there fast asleep.

Then, a few familiar guys ran over and patted him on the shoulders, their eyes lighting up.

"Xiao Lin!"

Probably just some casual greetings and a few customary questions about how the new book is.

Answer them one by one.

He was surrounded by several fans who were excited about the news that his new work was about to be published.

"The new book is great. We'll help you promote it when the time comes."

The leader acted a bit smug, "In fact, the book 'The Last Kiss' has been sold to pieces by us guys."

"There is such a good thing."

But as far as Lin Sen knows, there were no big surprises in sales, and there was even some expected decline.

I was dragged into watching a bookworm demonstrate the process of recommending good works to other book lovers.

First, he approached one of the customers who was looking for a book in a sly manner.

"Hey, brother, are you reading?"

"what?"

Somehow, his expression and demeanor were more like those of a pickpocket in later times who would scratch someone's bag and rush to steal electronic products, instantly making the seemingly elegant and easy-going middle-aged man look wary:

"What's the meaning."

“It’s just a friendly recommendation.”

"This, me."

The uncle was forced to take the book that was stuffed into his hand and patiently read two chapters.

The atmosphere during that time was so awkward that one could almost build a three-bedroom, two-living-room basement to expand the bookstore.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, turned around, and returned the book politely but stiffly.

"Sorry, not interested."

"Want to take another look? It's really great."

"Probably not my type."

"Is that so? Sigh..."

"Hug, sorry."

"Ah, it's okay, it's normal. After all, everyone finds the literature they truly like through the process of constant encounters and separations. I wish you all the best in the future, tasteless stuff."

"..."

Lin Sen, who was peeping along, was stunned by the series of actions.

"Alas," lamented the bookish college student next to him, "I haven't recommended it yet. But, look, everyone is working hard to promote you, Xiaolin."

"Like this."

"I expressed my feelings very attentively. It's a pity that so few people could relate to it."

"I think sometimes it's okay to be a little less attentive."

Lin Sen seemed to have some understanding of the reason for the decline in sales of his book.

But no matter what, he did not fall out. Instead, he hung out with these people for a while and chatted about everything under the sun.

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The sales of my debut work are no longer in the range we expected, so I don’t have any regrets about it.

There is no pressure to survive at the moment, let alone any resentment towards these young people who mean well but do bad things, or even towards the junior and senior high school students.