Mako Takamori cried for a while, wiped her tears, picked up the phone and pressed the button.
As a bell rang, it interrupted Pei Ziyun's frantic typing of "Who is the Second Person"? This book has 180,000 words. Even if it is written at a speed of 300 words per minute, it will take 10 hours, and it is impossible for people to write continuously. After ten hours of typing at a high pace, Pei Ziyun planned to spend two days finishing it.
At this time, he stopped, picked up the phone, and listened to a female voice, with a hint of hope and expectation: "Yamada-kun, this is Takamori Mako... Are you the person sent by Ishiwata-kun?"
"Is he ready to come back?"
"Yes, I was entrusted by Mr. Shidu to hand over a document to you. When will you be free?" Pei Ziyun did not get up, but just turned around and said calmly like talking to his family: "Your Is the address still at the same location?"
As he said that, he read out the address.
"Yes, the address is right. If you're free, would you like Saturday?"
"Okay, I will definitely come over on Saturday." Pei Ziyun checked the time. It is Wednesday now, and there are still three days left, which is more than enough.
Then, Pei Ziyun searched the Internet and found it in a moment. He couldn't help but smile: "Is there also a business in Japan where you can write homework, act as parents, and act as boyfriend and girlfriend?"
"This is exactly what I want." I immediately sent an email to him: "I am a twelve-year-old primary school student. I don't want to participate in the school's graduation parade. I want to get three days of free time. Can you do it?"
In just a moment, the other party's email came over.
Pei Ziyun had a serious discussion with the other party and came up with a plan.
"Yamada-kun, I will call the school and tell them that I am participating in a personal tour with my parents. I will also call your parents and give a reasonable explanation. The total cost is 5,000 yen. Thank you for your patronage."
"What a huge profit. It's just a matter of making a few phone calls. It costs me 5,000 yen." After saying this, Pei Ziyun immediately agreed.
Then, I continued typing, and I was thinking: "I have to buy a laptop. Well, for a mid-range one, it costs 60,540 yen including tax, which is not cheap!"
Chiba·Three Days Later
The transportation from Tokyo to Chiba Prefecture is very convenient. You can just take the Keiyo Line tram. Pei Ziyun set off in the morning and arrived in Chiba before noon.
Then I took the tram and turned to the address, secretly complaining in my mind: "It's so close, and I still have to run errands."
The tram on Chiba Road was not crowded during the rush hour, and of course, don't worry about the seats. Similarly, there was almost no one talking in the carriage. Pei Ziyun glanced at it a few times and realized the danger, so he half-closed his eyes and rested for two days. After typing 180,000 words, he was also very tired.
"However, they are all saved."
"If you need it next time, just one click can be used to send it." Pei Ziyun thought. At this moment, the tram seemed to be crossing a branch. It shook violently, and a person fell over and hit him.
"Hey, I'm sorry, please forgive me." The girl who bumped into her said in a panic. She quickly stood up and leaned against the car wall. After taking a closer look, she realized that Pei Ziyun's expression was (￣_￣), and she was even more embarrassed at the moment. .
Twelve years old, she can only be regarded as a child. The girl blushed, bowed and said in a worried voice: "I'm sorry, are you hurt?"
"No!" Although the distance was very close and sudden, the warrior's instinct allowed Pei Ziyun to stand firm even if he made a slight mistake.
"Oh—" the girl believed it easily, and soon became lively and asked: "... Are you a junior high school student, coming back from the Kendo Club?"
She saw the wooden knife on Pei Ziyun's back.
"... No, I am executing a man's will. Although this man is a fool, easily fooled, and committed seppuku, but death is the most important thing, so I am here."
"This knife is for my defense. As someone who will use a wooden knife to dominate the country in the future, the wooden knife cannot be easily left behind." Pei Ziyun lowered his serious face and asked the girl: "Are you right? …”
There was a collision just now, and a young man looked at it sideways with an interesting face, but did not say anything. After hearing this, he finally couldn't help it, turned his face and smiled.
"Ah, this..." The girl didn't know what to say in response to such remarks. Her eyes widened with a look of embarrassment: "This... this, ah..."
Before she could figure it out, the car stopped. Pei Ziyun had already arrived at her destination. Without waiting for a reply, she got out of the car. This was an old residential apartment. He murmured: "An apartment without access control? Look. I feel very depressed!"
"But the cherry blossoms are in bloom."
There are two cherry trees in the yard, which are almost white in pale pink. They look like gorgeous white clouds swaying in various shapes. They are very beautiful. Only then did Pei Ziyun realize that it is the end of March, which is the season of cherry blossoms. After admiring them, he Stepping up to the third floor, there were faint sounds of arguments and curses. Pei Ziyun did not come forward immediately. He listened on the stairs and heard the "dong dong" sound of the door being smashed. Several people who were obviously Yakuza were drinking. Cursing.
"You owe us 2 million. If you borrow money, you must pay it back. It's only natural."
"Or you sign a loan contract (loan sharking) instead."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have money and don't change your contract. You're still young and can be a hot girl - don't be afraid. We are very humane and won't force you to make movies. You can pay off your debt after three years."
I'm afraid everyone in Japan doesn't know what the hot spring house is for. There were faint sounds of crying inside, and the people around them closed their doors and didn't say a word.
Mako Takamori was so frightened that she kept shaking and hugged her daughter tightly. In Japan, when she became pregnant out of wedlock, becoming an unwed mother would be discriminated against by society and she could only work as a convenience store cashier, cleaner, etc., and she was still a temporary worker.
Of course you can't make money.
The daughter was weak and often sick, so she borrowed some money. As a result, the creditor pressed her several times but failed, so he sold the IOU to Yakuza. Yakuza pressed her every day, and every time the door rang, her body followed. I shook my head, feeling very desperate.
At the door, several people were still threatening to throw paint on her if she didn't pay back the money: "Besides, Miss Mako, your daughter still has to go to school."
After saying that, the leader was ready to move to the next house.
"Just let it go?" asked a subordinate who just joined.
The leader smiled grimly: "Our business is very busy, and there are many IOUs collected cheaply. How can we just waste time here? And with the police and the law, we will not break in unless we have to."
Seeing that his younger brother was confused, the leader who accepted some benefits thought for a moment and revealed something: "This woman's IOU was collected on purpose. Even though she looks haggard, she actually looks pretty good."
"What's the use of forcing her to pay back the money? She can earn a few million at most, so we can't be too tough. We have to harass her again and again as much as possible to increase psychological pressure on her."
"When she gives in, she can be recruited into the company and earn hundreds of millions."
"If we are forced to sell the house or commit suicide all at once, we will lose money instead. The woman will have to grind, and it will have to be gentle, until she collapses and surrenders."
"Also, you see, her daughter is not bad. In a few years, she might become a cash cow for the company."
After listening to this sincere teaching, everyone was convinced, bowed their heads and said: "Hi!"
When they went downstairs, the three Yakuzas and Pei Ziyun looked at each other and passed each other without saying anything. The leader nodded politely.
Japanese Yakuza is very complex. Now it has been transformed. Most of them are engaged in gray industries and have transformed into quasi-political groups and quasi-economic companies. They try to avoid violence against the people and have the obligation to protect the environment and the people.
In some respects, it is even the nemesis of the left wing. Few people know this. Yakuza has managed its own infrastructure very thoroughly and is deeply rooted in the grassroots. Foreign ideas, especially the left wing, cannot gain a foothold at all, and they are quickly uprooted by their cooperation with the government. Since then, it is precisely because of this that Yakuza has been legalized in Japan, not just for superficial reasons.
Pei Ziyun glanced at the people below with a cold look, then went up the steps. The door number was indeed "Gaosen". Without knocking, he took out his phone and started calling.
The bell rings.
Now, she became frightened and suspected that this call was also a debt collection.
"Mom, mom, there's an Onisan outside."
"Ounisang is very bright, with light." The eight-year-old daughter Saeko was also scared just now, but now she is not scared anymore. She accidentally broke away from her and ran to open the door.
"Zezi, what are you doing?" Before he finished speaking, the door opened, but it was not Yakuza who came in, but a man with a serious face, an elementary school student or a junior high school student. He took a look and lowered his head. Face greeting: "Are you Mako Takamori?"
After hearing this, Mako Takamori couldn't help but take a step back - there was a small sofa behind her, and she actually fell onto it.
"Don't be afraid, I am the person entrusted by Lord Shidu."
"Ishiwatari-kun? Where is Makoto?" Takamori Mako suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to grab, and hissed: "Where is he? Has he forgotten Saeko and me?"
This expression was like catching a straw after falling into the water. Pei Ziyun (￣_￣) looked down, lowered his head, bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I'm so sorry... Mr. Shidu, he has committed seppuku. "
Pei Ziyun waited for a moment, but heard no sound. He raised his head in surprise, only to see the woman in front of him trembling, her face was ashen, her eyes showed despair, and she had lost her spirit.
Pei Ziyun took a step back and softened his voice: "However, Mr. Shidu entrusted me with a letter and a deed. This is a deed worth 1.5 billion. Gao Sensang, please accept it!"
"1.5 billion?" Mako Takamori finally had some reaction. Her eyes gradually became brighter. She shivered and tried to stand up, but ended up collapsing on the small sofa.
Pei Ziyun quickly stopped: "Gao Sensang, you can sit down."
As he spoke, he took out an unsealed envelope and took out a deed: "Takamori-san, this is proof of five thousandths of the equity of Tokyo Nippon Club - I have already checked it, and it is a fairly stable company. The total assets of the company will not be less than 300 billion yen, which is worth at least 1.5 billion yen, which is enough for you to apply to become an independent director, and the annual dividend will not be less than 30 million yen."
"This document is fully officially authorized. As long as you sign it and find a lawyer, you can transfer the equity."
"I just heard that you owe 2 million yen. To you, this is already a small amount of money."
"1.5 billion yen? 30 million yen?" Mako Takamori's body began to tremble slightly again unconsciously, she murmured a few words, then suddenly tilted her head and fell into coma.
(￣_￣)
A vein appeared on Pei Ziyun's forehead, but Zizi was not afraid. He ran up and looked at it for a while, turned around and poured tea for his elder brother, and whispered: "Mom is asleep. Here, Zizi will give you some water."
Pei Ziyun took a look and took a sip. He was very satisfied and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Zezi, don't be afraid, Saezi, thank you." Saezi said, lowering his head after a while, tears slowly filling his eyes: "Onisan, Saezi's father is really dead?"
"Mom said that dad went into self-exile. Saeko is very good and obeys mom. She waits at the door every day for him to come back. Will Saeko never see his dad again?"
Saeko said, tears falling down.
Pei Ziyun squinted and looked at it without saying anything.
After a long time, Saeko raised his head and wiped his tears: "Onisan, you are carrying a wooden sword. Are you a martial artist like your father? Dad is gone, and I will become a martial arts master. Saeko must protect her mother!"
I announce: Noriko’s name has been changed to Saeko!
(End of chapter)