After hearing Nan Yi's next words, Zhang Ze Lihui gritted her teeth. Although she was reluctant, she still walked to Nan Yi and sat down next to him.
Nan Yi naturally hugged Zhang Ze Li Hui, turned to Ikeda Karikyo and said, "Ikeda-kun, do you come here often?"
"This is my third time here today."
Nan Yi did not respond to Ikeda Karikyo's answer, but turned his gaze to Shirasaka Aki, "Ms. Shirasaka, do you have a black leather manual?"
"Black Leather Handbook" is a work by the famous Japanese writer Matsumoto Seicho. The heroine is called Haraguchi Motoko, who is a bank clerk during the day and a public relations woman at night. The general story is that while working as a public relations woman in a nightclub, Haraguchi Motoko relied on the secrets of the guests that she had found out to manipulate the guests and make huge sums of money.
"President, my name is Shirasaka Aki, not Haraguchi Motoko. I have a very bad memory, and I will forget what is happening now in a few minutes."
Shirasaka Aki's answer was both rigorous and appropriate, and it also demonstrated her extensive knowledge. Nan Yi felt that a rain of US dollars was about to fall from the sky.
I asked Ikeda Karikyo for a business card, wrote a number on the back of the card, and on the other side, I used my fingernails to make a mark on the word "President" next to Ikeda Karikyo's name, then handed the card to Shirasaka Aki, "Ms. Shirasaka, I really like your way of speaking. If you encounter a slow day in business, you can call me and I will support you."
"Thank you, President."
Shirasaka Aki took the business card and immediately saw the marks left by Nan Yi. She turned the business card over thoughtfully, looked at the phone number, then turned it over again to confirm that the number on the back was the same as the front. She instantly understood what Nan Yi meant - if she wanted to start her own business, she should contact Ikeda Karikyo, and he would help her.
After calmly putting away the business card, Shirasaka Aki returned to her main role and started chatting with Ikeda Karikyo.
Nan Yi saw that Shirasaka Aki understood what he meant, so he withdrew his attention, loosened his arms around Zhang Ze Lihui, and said to her: "Ask the waiter to bring three bottles of the best champagne."
Zhang Ze Lihui was slightly stunned, then stood up and walked out of the private room and said something to the waiter who had been waiting outside. Then she returned to sit next to Nan Yi and said, "The champagne here is very expensive, one bottle costs 2 million yen."
"Oh, you're quite interesting. You didn't remind me when I ordered just now, but you remind me now? Three bottles cost 6 million. I don't have that much money. For the sake of my compatriots, are you going to advance the money for me?"
Although Jieyuhua provides intermediary and agency services, it does not charge clients any intermediary or agency fees. After clients successfully reach a cooperation or transaction intention here, they usually order a few bottles of good champagne to celebrate, and the quantity depends on the value of the transaction.
Simply put, the guests pay the agency service fee that they deserve to the store in the form of purchasing alcoholic beverages.
When this form of buying champagne became a common practice, Jie Yuhua launched the "best champagne". The champagne is definitely good, but its value is definitely not up to 2 million yen. Raising the price is nothing more than an attempt to get away from being vulgar.
In the past, when champagne was not so expensive, customers would order more than a dozen boxes at a time. If the champagne was not moved out, the traces of the transaction would be too obvious. If the champagne was moved out, more than a dozen boxes would be an eyesore and no one could finish it.
Jieyuhua is the nightclub that brings the greatest returns to Ikeda Company. The reason why Nan Yi and the other two chose to have their conversation here was to come here for a high-spending experience. From mama-san Maya Miki to the capable female public relations staff, all can get a share of the profits, which can be considered as Nan Yi's way of giving back to them.
Of course, by adopting this method, Nan Yi had the idea of ​​making some money back after spending, and he also simply wanted to sit in a nightclub. He hadn't been to such places for a long time, and the novelty came back to him.
"ha!"
Having worked at Jieyuhua for a long time, Zhang Ze Lihui has met all kinds of customers, including those with dirty words and hands, those who are impatient, those who pretend to be generous but are actually stingy, and those who are shameless. But this is the first time she has met someone who shamelessly said that he has no money and wanted her to pay for it.
"I know that President Ikeda is a shareholder of our store. Judging from the way the president communicated with President Ikeda, it is obvious that the president is not his subordinate."
"Oh, I still like being called boss, but forget it, hearing your accent here shouldn't be a pleasant experience for you. Just now I saw you and thought you looked familiar. Now I think I must have seen you in ancient costumes on TV. What dramas have you filmed?
It’s definitely not “Water Margin”, it’s a little too early, your age doesn’t match, “A Dream of Red Mansions”? “Three Words and Two Shots”? “Yang Naiwu and Xiaobaicai”?
Zhang Ze Lihui pursed her lips and did not answer Nan Yi's question.
Seeing the other party's reaction, Nan Yi knew that his question was abrupt. The other party did not want to talk about brotherhood in such an occasion, so he spread his hands and said, "Okay, my curiosity is too strong, forget it, I won't ask this."
"Thank you." Zhang Ze Lie said softly.
"No need to thank me. The income here is good. If you are afraid of being found out, you should just quit early and study peacefully."
“There are still two years to graduate.”
"Oh, your expenses are really high." Nan Yi said sarcastically.
Since Zhang Ze Lie was able to become one of the female public relations with better performance in Jie Yuhua, her monthly income will definitely not be less than 2 million yen. After all, the monthly income of an ordinary female public relations can be 1.2 million yen. After deducting the expenses of styling, clothing and other expenses required for the work, there will be at least 1.5 million yen left.
In addition, guests would also give valuable gifts, which would bring in additional income.
In Tokyo, a family of three can live a very comfortable life if they have a monthly income of 300,000 yen. For international students from China, their monthly living expenses and rent expenses are basically controlled within 100,000 yen.
With a monthly actual net income of at least 1.5 million yen, Zhang Ze Lihui can maintain a relatively high standard of living even though all four of her grandparents and parents have cancer and she has two younger brothers waiting for her to support them.
Zhang Ze Lihui is not a tyrant, so it is impossible for all these bad things to happen to her. If she has one less cancer, her living standard will go up a level. If she has two less cancers, her living standard will take off on the spot. If she has no cancer at all, she can still live a luxurious life by keeping two gigolos.
"You don't understand."
"Perhaps I understand that going abroad is to pursue a better life. As soon as you get off the plane, the prosperity of Tokyo comes into your sight. On the way to your accommodation, you must be glad that you came to the right place. But when you arrive at your accommodation and see that the room is even more cramped than in China, you instantly feel a psychological gap.
Later, you met the international students who came earlier, and learned that it was not easy to survive in Tokyo and that it was not easy to find a job in Tokyo. You also followed the path of other international students and went to a restaurant to wash dishes, earning 900 or 800 yen an hour, and you would wash dishes for several hours.
The tender little hands were scalded red by the boiling water, and the back and waist were so tired that they couldn't straighten up. At night, they could only sleep on their stomachs. When they woke up the next day, they dared not put their heels on the ground. It hurt, it hurt so much. "
Nan Yi looked at Zhang Ze Lihui's face and continued, "Standing in the stinky public toilet, looking at yourself in the mottled mirror, you cried, very sad, very regretful, regretting that you had to come to Japan in the first place.
You had the idea of ​​returning home immediately, but your face, self-esteem and the persuasion of people who had experienced it made you give up this naive idea. You endured and endured, and finally got through the adaptation period. You rushed between the language school and the place where you worked every day, went to bed at three or four o'clock every day, and got up at eight or nine o'clock the next day.
Everyone is the same, so you become numb, numbly insisting on your ideal of getting into a good university, two years of language school, four years of university, and after enduring six years , maybe the clouds will clear and the moon will appear.
However, you have a face that is not too ordinary, which can be regarded as a good asset. I guess that by chance, you met someone who makes a living by his face or someone told you about such a channel to make money quickly. After a long or short psychological struggle and fight, you finally bowed to reality.
Confused and feeling ashamed, you went through an adaptation period from the time you received your first high income to the time when your high income became stable. You were finally able to experience the good things you had seen before. Then, you couldn't stop and began to enjoy a high level of consumer life. It would be impossible for you to go back and suffer.
However, you still haven't forgotten the reason why you came to Japan, and you have never given up your studies.
Do you think I am a sensible person?"
"Yes!" Zhang Ze Lihui gritted her teeth and said, "He's also a bastard."
"You have a very sharp insight. You discovered that I'm a jerk so quickly." Nan Yi chuckled, stretched out his hand to hug Zhang Ze Lihui again, and with his other hand, he touched her face frivolously, "I'm magnanimous and won't bother with you. Otherwise, if you scold customers like this, you will have a hard time in the future, not only in Jieyuhua, but also in the whole Ginza."
After saying that, Nan Yi tilted his head and leaned close to Ikeda Karikyo's ear, "What does the bill here include?"
"25% service charge, 8% tax, President, I'll pay for it."
"No need, I'll leave first, you and Kikuchi-kun can do whatever you want." Nan Yi said, reaching into his pocket and pressing it.
After a while, the school beauty walked into the private room. Nan Yi asked her to take two travel checks (travel checks issued in Japan) and gave them to Ikeda Karikyo to pay the bill. Then he said to Zhang Ze Lihui: "Go get your things. If you call me a bastard, I will treat you to a midnight snack."
"There is no after here." Zhang Ze Lie refused.
"Don't think too much. It's just a midnight snack. After that, we can go back to our own homes."
Although Nan Yi said so, Zhang Ze Lihui was still very hesitant. Once she followed him out, some things would be beyond her control.
"I told you not to think too much. You're not worth my force. Hurry up, I have to go home quickly. Don't waste time." Nan Yi said unhappily.
Although Nan Yi's words were unpleasant to hear, they made Zhang Ze Lihui feel a little relieved. After a little hesitation, she took her bag and followed Nan Yi out of Jieyuhua.
There was an izakaya not far from Jie Yuhua. As soon as Nan Yi sat down, he glanced at the menu on the wall and ordered a bowl of rice over tea and a bottle of ginger beer. Zhang Ze Lihui followed suit and ordered tamagoyaki and beer.
The two sat in silence for more than five minutes before Zhang Ze Lihui broke the silence, "You called me out just to have me eat with you?"
"Don't stay in the well and be a charmer all the time. Come out and take a breath occasionally, otherwise you will have the illusion that every man is thinking about you and wants to pull you into bed. You are right, I am an asshole, but not every asshole will bite the rotten pear."
Zhang Ze Lihui said unhappily: "Then why did you call me out?"
Nan Yi glanced at Zhang Ze Lihui, "Didn't you study hard in elementary school? Is it hard to understand the sentence 'Only supper, go home after eating'? Or do you find it incredible that I didn't press you against the wall when we passed that dark place just now? Those bastards have spoiled you into these bad habits. You really think you are Liu Rushi."
Nan Yi's words made Zhang Ze Lihui feel very uncomfortable. After weighing the strength and status of both parties, she stopped saying her name, poured herself a glass of beer and drank it in one gulp.
Nan Yi saw that he had subdued the other party, so he poured himself some beer, picked up the cup and took a sip.
After that, the two of them didn't speak to each other again.
After finishing the meal, Nan Yi put down the bill and left on his own. He packed some skewers at a skewer shop and got on the bus back to Lake Kawaguchi.
"School Beauty, find out her background and find out her situation in Japan first. I will decide whether to conduct a thorough investigation after I have reviewed it."
"A Dream of Red Mansions."
"Ah? Oh! What's she playing?"
"A maid. I didn't remember the character's name."
"We'll know after we call her tomorrow. I hope she's suitable, so we can save some investigation costs. No, Chixiaodou has to be more ruthless. It's 16 million, and we have to make up for it."
Nan Yi muttered to himself, still feeling bad about cutting the two travel books he had just cut.
Returning to the Japanese garden, Nan Yi saw Nan Wuwei sitting in the pavilion, wearing headphones, holding a handheld game console in his hand, and humming a song.
"Studying is for the sake of your parents' face, your grades to prove your teacher's ability to guess questions, and your struggling to survive under pressure and expectations, as if you will never have the right to protest. Who can squeeze into that narrow door, who is waiting outside the door, who is manipulating this competitive game, and whether academic qualifications are the ultimate goal of education."
Nan Yi walked into the pavilion and took off the earphones from Nan Wuwei's ears. "Stop playing and eat."
Nan Wuwei sniffed and said, "Do you have chicken skin skewers?"
"Yes, I only bought one bunch. Eating too much is not good."
"Oh." Nan Wuwei opened the paper bag, took out a skewer of chicken skin and took a bite. "Dad, take off your headphones. The next song is "Home of the Snail". I like it."
"You're annoying."
Nan Yi unplugged the earphones from the MD and plugged in the mini speaker. The prelude of "Snail's Home" began to play in the pavilion. Nan Wuwei chewed on a skewer and hummed along indistinctly.
"I can't find my home among the densely packed high-rise buildings. I wander around the world on the crowded streets with people coming and going. I try to climb up with a heavy shell on my back, but I can never catch up. The soaring housing prices give me a small home, a snail's home, a place that can shelter from the wind and rain, it doesn't have to be too big..."
"You little bastard, you're singing with great devotion. I won't talk about 'Tutorial Street'. The houses I prepared for you are big enough to build a courtyard house. Where did you get the resonance from 'Snail's Home'?"
"Mom said she bought it." Nan Wuwei retorted.
"What does your mother's money look like? Have you ever seen it?"
"Hmm... I haven't seen it."
"Forget it, just think of it as your mother buying it." Nan Yi sat down next to Nan Wuwei, sorted out the messy sticks, and said lightly: "Your flight will be at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh, when will you go home next time?" Nan Wuwei nodded.
"When school starts, you will be eligible to participate in sports meets. I will go to watch you compete during your school's sports meet."
"It's boring. Our school only has one athlete who is a runner, and the rest are very low level. Last year in the district competition, our school ranked last, and no one participated in the city competition. I want to participate in the sports meet, long jump, high jump, 60 meters, 100 meters, and I can sweep the first place."
"If you talk about shooting, I believe you. I believe you also believe you when it comes to slingshots. But don't brag about the other things. I don't think you are any better than your peers."
"You look down on me. Last time, I was playing basketball with my classmates on the court. There was a big guy who was a few years older than me. He was..." Nan Wuwei glanced at Nan Yi and said, "He was more than ten centimeters taller than your dad. He said he was from the Sharks youth team and wanted to compete with us for the court. So we fought with the two of them. I was responsible for defending the big guy. He shot in front of me, and I blocked his shot every time."
Nan Yi frowned and said helplessly, "You are really better than your teacher. Dad only brags in front of outsiders, but you brag in front of me. You are a big guy of 1.9 meters. I believe you can block one or two shots before others raise the ball. Why don't you block the ball every time?"
"Hmph, I jump high."
"You can't even fly. Next time you brag, be more serious and do your homework."
Nan Wuwei was surprised and asked, "Dad, why didn't you warn me not to brag?"
"Boasting is everywhere in this society. It has become a survival skill. You can't succeed without bragging. You can brag, but you have to brag on the right things.
For example, I, your father, can say that I had a high fever of 47.6 degrees, but I still got up at five in the morning to make breakfast for you; I had broken both hands, but I still lit a lamp to sew pants for you;
Once when he went through airport security, there was clearly no metal object on him, but after repeated checks, the alarm sounded every time. After repeated confirmation, the security personnel realized that the alarm was not because of the metal, but because of the iron will of my father.
Well, the last one is for your reference, you can expand your thinking along this line of thought. "
Nan Wuwei was stunned by what Nan Yi said. After a long while, he took a bite of the chicken skewer in his hand and sighed, "Dad, you are still good at bragging."
"Boy, you still have a lot to learn, so take your time." Nan Yi stroked Nan Wuwei's head and said, "Doctor Chen will come to your house the day after tomorrow morning to check your teeth. You can go through the examination in the afternoon. Finish the homework I give you and the summer homework assigned by the school before you go to play with the motorcycle."
"I know, Daddy, I'm going to sleep with you tonight."
"good."
…
The next day.
Before Nan Yi's plane landed at San Diego Airport, something big happened at Mexicali Airport.
As the Sinaloa drug cartel grew in size, it naturally fought constantly with other interest groups. For example, several nephews of "Galardo", the former boss of the Tijuana cartel who occupied Tijuana, did not get along well with the shorty Guzman.
There was no formal exchange of fire between the two sides until Gallardo's nephew seduced the wife of Guzman's partner Palma. They seduced Palma's wife and successfully defrauded Palma of $7 million. Then they cut off her head and sent it back to Palma's home. At the same time, Palma's two children were also drowned.
After this incident, Guzman launched a crazy revenge.
In the first half of last year, Guzman's men kidnapped and killed nine people from the other side, including Gallardo's nephews and lawyer, but Gallardo was still serving his sentence in prison at the time and escaped.
Gallardo would not give up and kept sending people to cause trouble for Guzman, but he never succeeded. This time was different. Gallardo's people ambushed Guzman at the Mexicali airport when he was about to board a flight. They did not kill Guzman, but they did kill the highly respected Cardinal Juan Jesus Posadas in Mexico.
As soon as Nan Yi got off the plane, he received a message from AB: The DEA notified them that the mission was over. The reason was that Posadas’ death would lead to pressure from the Vatican and the international community on the Mexican government. In addition, there would definitely be voices raised in Mexico. No one would dare to cover up for Guzman this time, and he would definitely be sent to prison.
AB also conveyed another piece of news: Arctic Fox found three money hiding points of the Sinaloa drug cartel and one large money hiding point of the Tijuana cartel. It is estimated that the total cash in the four places is about 1.2 billion US dollars.
Sitting in the car, Nan Yi did some mental arithmetic, "An old US dollar bill weighs a few grams, 1.2 billion is 12 million grams, leaving a little margin, that's 13 tons. A pickup truck can carry more than a ton if it's reinforced. Three or four pickup trucks only need to make three or four trips, so it won't be a big problem."
Compared to the time in Colombia, it would be relatively easier to get the money from Mexican drug dealers this time. It was also because of this that Nan Yi did not stop the Arctic Fox's actions.
Sayuri Hagiwara was very considerate. Seeing that Nan Yi had been busy since he got off the plane, she first admired the scenery outside the window. When Nan Yi started to think, she pressed Nan Yi's head again. All the way to Rosarito, Sayuri Hagiwara was not idle either.
When Nan Yi woke up from his thoughts, he said to Sayuri Hagiwara, "Okay, Lily-chan, I brought you here for a vacation, not to ask you to serve me."
Sayuri Hagiwara smiled and said, "It is a great pleasure to serve Nagao-kun."
"Lily-chan is still very caring." Nan Yi stroked Sayuri Hagiwara's face and said, "I'll be busy with work today. Tomorrow we'll go for a walk in downtown Tijuana."
"Ha~yeah!" Sayuri Hagiwara responded softly.
When they arrived at the seaside apartment, Nan Yi asked Sayuri Hagiwara to go soak in the swimming pool below the apartment, while he went into the room, washed up, and began to look through the information Han Zhenhe left for him.
Han Zhenhe was not there, as he was busy with land acquisition matters. Edith Gonzalez was also not there, as she was busy with public relations with Gipolato Macias Zavala, director of the California Economic Development Authority.