Takeshiro, Tokyo's most recent kaiseki restaurant, won three Michelin stars just two years after its founding.
No instant food here. By appointment only. And no photography is allowed, and each dining table is a room with excellent privacy. Typical Japanese decoration, soft tatami, lit with faint incense, the whole atmosphere is very Zen.
Although it is one o'clock in the morning, it is obviously not during working hours. However, the rules only apply to most people, and there will always be some people who are outside the rules.
Iwasaki Kyoya is clearly such a person.
A variety of dishes were served. The bamboo building was brightly lit, and the proprietress in a kimono had a sincere smile on her face. A single tip for a meal was more than one million yen, and Fukuzawa Yukichi was on the ten thousand yuan banknote. The face had to make people smile.
"Ah..." Gently swallowed a mouthful of bluefin tuna belly, the thick texture melted in the mouth like fat granules without any peculiar smell, and the sweetness was full of richness. Iwasaki Kyouya closed his eyes happily, his old Adam's apple shaking violently. After a long time, he put down his chopsticks.
"This feeling... I haven't enjoyed it for a long time." He raised his hand, and Benichiro, who was following him like a ghost, immediately picked up a white and warm towel and wiped his hands respectfully.
"Ever since I lay in the hospital bed, I can only eat some boiled rice porridge. God Amaterasu knows how much I miss delicious sashimi." He wiped his hands and said to Qin Ye with a smile, "This is It's Iwasaki Honichiro, my adopted son. And heir to one-fifth of my estate."
Da... The towel was thrown to the ground by Honichiro's hand, and he looked at Iwasaki Kyoya in disbelief. Kyoya Iwasaki looked at him with a smile: "You deserve it."
"However, it doesn't matter."
"Come, let me introduce to you solemnly, this is Mr. Qin from China."
A wave of shocks came, and Iwasaki Benichiro was only thirty-five or sixteen years old. However, he served by Kyoya Iwasaki's side for nearly 20 years. Tonight, he heard too many horror stories.
Will he inherit one-fifth of Iwasaki's tens of billions of dollars in inheritance? !
And... The other party also said that this is not important? At least tens of billions of dollars are not important compared to introducing him to this young man
He gave Qin Ye a vigilant look. He knew that the other party must be "the person over there", and in the past twenty years with Iwasaki Kyoya, he has seen too many incredible things. He knew the existence of another world, but... he had never seen the "other side" who could bring the dying to life!
No matter it is Ligaoye, no matter what kind of great monks, they all say that Iwasaki Kyoya's lifespan is over. There is no way, and this young man... he didn't even move his fingers, so that Kyoya Iwasaki was rejuvenated
What a miracle!
"Hello, Mr. Qin." He respectfully stretched out his hands, and Qin Ye shook it casually.
Iwasaki Kyouya took a sip of sake and filled Qin Ye with both hands. He lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Qin, I really can't..."
"No." Qin Ye smiled and said, "You are Japanese. If you are in China, this king can extend your life for a few more years. But as a human being, you will eventually die. Your life is quite exciting, and you will die without regrets. ."
He raised his glass: "Don't be afraid of death, that's just another beginning."
Iwasaki Kyouya smiled.
He had planned to lie in bed and wait to die, but in vain he obtained the peak state for two weeks. I believe that when the will hearing is held tomorrow, it will scare the jaws of a lot of people...
"Forgive me for being rude." He put his hands on his knees and bowed deeply: "Last time, I didn't ask Mr. Qin's situation carefully. And you mentioned this king just now... This time, can you help me?"
Qin Ye smiled slightly.
With this smile, the shadows in the room swayed, and Benichiro almost stood up, but was held down by Iwasaki Kyoya.
In an instant, it was like stepping into hell. But the next second, it was like a mirror. Qin Ye then said lightly: "Huaguo Yanluo, Qin Ye."
Yama!
Iwasaki Kyouya's pupils suddenly widened. As a real power faction in Yangjian Japan and one of the six major financial groups supporting Japan, he knew very well what the word Yama represented. The other party is the real high-level Chinese underworld! And it's the group on the spire!
"I really didn't expect..." He took a deep breath, and his thoughts turned quickly, as if he said unintentionally: "I have a fate with you, but unfortunately, it will not be easy to meet in the underworld in the future. I don't know if the underworld can go abroad... "
Qin Ye smiled again, and gently ran his fingers over the edge of the wine glass: "Mr. Iwasaki, you are really not straightforward."
The other party obviously wanted to hug his own thigh, Qin Ye could understand because he was afraid of the unknown world. If you can hug Yama's thigh, isn't it much better than going to the Japanese underworld alone
"Actually... it's not impossible." Qin Ye narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "It depends on whether Mr. Iwasaki dares to do it."
The meat is here...
Iwasaki Kyoya also knew very well that a supreme Yama would never come to him without incident. And give him such a gift that cannot be refused.
"Please say."
Qin Ye waved his hand, and the entire Zhumao Building was silently surrounded by Yin talismans, and no conversation would leak out. Then he leaned forward and said in a deep voice, "Before this, this king had a problem."
"That is... Does the Mitsubishi consortium, under the Japanese underworld, have its own roots?"
The old man and the young man made eye contact. Iwasaki Kyoya restrained his smile and replied in a low voice, "If there is? If not?"
Qin Ye retracted his body, leaned back on the chair, and flicked the bracelet leisurely: "If there is, this king needs someone to do me a favor. If not...you've lost an opportunity."
Late at night in Tokyo, it is still feasting. But in the Chunhui Pavilion in Zhumao Tower, the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant.
Iwasaki Kyoya didn't answer immediately, but the hands on the table, the middle finger and the index finger no longer felt like they were tapping the table lightly - Ichiro Benichiro knew very well that once the other party wanted to make an important decision, this was his uniqueness. action.
And... He keenly felt that this was probably the most difficult time for the other party to make a decision. Because, he saw Iwasaki Kyouya's lips opened several times, but silently closed.
This has never been the case!
Honichiro's hand on his knees clenched his trousers involuntarily. Whether it is facing the Prime Minister, facing the cabinet, facing Mitsui and Sumitomo. Iwasaki Kyoya is always chatting and laughing, and he has never had such hesitation.
He wasn't in that position, so he couldn't understand Iwasaki Kyouya's feelings of regaining his youth, his hesitation at the moment, and the pressure of facing Qin Ye. After a full five minutes, Iwasaki Kyouya said, "Can you give me more time?"
"I'm afraid not." Qin Ye shook his head.
"Then... I'm welcome." Iwasaki Kyoya gritted his teeth and asked straight in, "What can we get?"
Qin Ye's eyes drooped slightly: "For example... Japan's No. 1 Chamber of Commerce?"
"Now Huangquan Hirazaka No. 1 Chamber of Commerce is the Tianping Sacred Treasure Consortium, followed by the Honganji Consortium. If our cooperation is successful, you may not be able to reach the step of the Millennium Consortium Tianping Sacred Treasure, but I can guarantee that as long as you are not stupid, replace the original wish. The temple consortium is not difficult.”
Iwasaki Kyoya was silent again.
He has been ups and downs in the market for too long, and he is very clear about one thing: how much benefit he can get, how much effort he has to make.
Replacing the Honganji Foundation... Then their previous investment may cause myocardial infarction!
"Mr. Qin!" After another five minutes, Kyoya Iwasaki suddenly raised his head: "I don't want to lie to you, although this opportunity is very precious, and I am also very moved. But... The power of the Mitsubishi Consortium below may not be able to reach yours. Require!"
Without waiting for Qin Ye to speak, he continued: "I still have some understanding of Huangquan Hirazaka's situation. However, the Mitsubishi Consortium was established in Meiji 26, that is, 1893, which is just over a hundred years ago. You The sacred treasure of Tianping, the Honganji Consortium, these are giants that have been in business for hundreds of years and thousands of years! The tentacles have penetrated into every aspect of Huangquan Hirazaka! We have no chance to rise!"
"In the past 100 years, there have only been four or five Iwasaki clan heads who have descended to Huangquan Hirazaka. Regardless of manpower or financial resources, we may not be able to satisfy them."
Qin Ye nodded, and instead of continuing the topic, he suddenly said, "I remember that the core of the Mitsubishi consortium used to be Mitsubishi Heavy Industries?"
"Yes."
"It started with shipping, and it dominated the Asian shipbuilding and shipping industry. And... The world's first aircraft carrier, the Hosho, was built by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries. Right?"
Seeing that Iwasaki Kyouya was about to continue speaking, Qin Ye waved his hand and said, "I don't need your current financial resources. You just need to tell me, how much can you mobilize for Huangquan Hirazaka's shipping now?"
Iwasaki Kyoya took a deep breath: "How much do you want to transport?"
Qin Ye looked into his eyes deeply: "200,000 Yin spirits."
"From central to Hokkaido. Can't be found by anyone."
Swipe... A gleam of light flashed in Iwasaki Kyouya's aged eyes, and he took a deep look at Qin Ye. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't give you an answer now..."
"But you don't have a chance to refuse." Qin Ye raised his head with a devilish smile, and the wind suddenly blew up in the room, and he took out his other hand from under the table. After unfolding, a piece of folded parchment slowly stretched out, and finally, it became a half-meter-sized piece of paper.
The names of Iwasaki Kyouya and Qin Ye are on it!
"Heavenly Dao File, from the moment you hear it, you can't tell anyone about it." Qin Ye's body slowly floated up, with ghost fires and yin winds lingering around him, he smiled. Looking at Kyoya Iwasaki: "I'll give you three days to think about it. After three days, I want the result!"
"When you look for your ancestors, put the Heavenly Dao File by your side. Otherwise... believe me, everything I can give you can be taken back at any time!"