"If Tahara Sang treats me as a friend, I don't have to thank you anymore, and I don't want that little money. I just hope Tahara Sang can introduce me to more friends in the art world. Whether it's going to Ginza or Roppongi, I will take good care of everyone."

Narita Katsuki said this sincerely, and I'm afraid only the clever old fox could see the flaws. But he didn't lie, he really needed an opportunity to establish some degree of connection with the stars in the art world.

This is not a nonsensical idea that he suddenly felt hot, but a long premeditation that suddenly arises when he saw the signs of various changes in society before the economic takeoff.

The dreamy and gorgeousness that celebrities show on TV is that even if ordinary people know that they will not pursue it for the rest of their lives, they will still take advantage of some common opportunities to persevere.

What if such a maverick and unrestrained glory becomes reality?

Even ordinary people will go crazy about it.

Narita Katsuki thought that the Maharaja was such a place to create dreams. It is precisely because of this that he needed to use the power of celebrities to turn the Maharaja into a vane for pursuing fashion trends and a limited symbol of the bubble era.

What's more, Japanese are the nation that is most persistent in "limited".

Toshihiko Tahara was mentally prepared, but he broke his guard because of Narita Katsuki's light words "need to make friends with the art world". He took a break by himself, and to be honest, he didn't think that things would develop in this direction at the beginning.

But on the other hand, he felt a little scared that Narita Katsuki did not take the opportunity to speak loudly.

"Narinada Sang must have a star he likes. He drank too much wine from the Lord tonight and couldn't refuse directly. I should have expected that you would bribe me with wine, so that Narita Sang could use me to chase stars." Toshihiko Tahara was quite helpless and half-joking.

"Then, Tahara Sang agreed, it would be okay to drink more."

Under the luminous light, the crystal liquid in the wine glass shaking.

...

There are all kinds of people among the guests who come to Dajun to dance, but they have one thing in common.

They are all people who barely survive in the cramped real life, including those who are rich but empty, poor and cowardly. They want to change their mood in the store and take a breath.

When dancing, they can indulge in their little temperaments, order their favorite drinks, and be a little extravagant. As long as they enter the dance floor, they can relax and become a fool who only knows how to dance with the leader. With their mood, they can freely put down their disguise and reveal a little of their true self.

Or maybe wearing a mask, pretending to be another person, and saying nonsense that has nothing to do with you.

Here, no matter who does anything stupid or says anything frivolous, he will not be looked down upon by others.

Everyone is a gay partner, playing hide-and-seek with reality and having the same big dream, and naturally feels close. Therefore, they will only look at each other with tolerance and look at the other person who is drunk and having fun on the dance floor.

Occasionally, there are guests who are very calm, unintentionally communicate with strangers, dance alone, drink champagne, and then leave quietly.

Dancing brings a true and sincere atmosphere. No matter how many people are addicted to it, they are still unmoved, but nothing leaves a trace.

When it was about to close, Narita Katsura finished the safety inspection in the store and greeted the employees. With the drunkenness that had not completely disappeared, he walked out of the store.

It was almost dawn, and the drizzle gradually stopped. The misty mist enveloped Roppongi, and even when breathing, you could feel the wetness between your breath.

Narita Katsuki's home is not far from the Lord, just in Amabu Shiban, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk.

It is not as fashionable and prosperous as the day after tomorrow. Old residential buildings can be seen everywhere. If you have time to wander around, you might even find buildings that were not destroyed by the Great Kanto earthquake during the Taisho period. After 1986, Roppongi underwent earth-shaking changes. The Tokyo Metropolitan Government divided this place into a pilot zone for redevelopment. Roppongi took advantage of the convenience of the bubble economy and became one of the few rich areas in Tokyo.

"Koike, thank you for your hard work tonight," Narita Katsuki took out his wallet from his suit bag, and simply took out a few bills with Fukuzawa Yukiki's big head photo neatly folded in half, and put them in Koike Toshi, "Take those young people who have just moved, let's have breakfast together, I'll treat you."

Human favors are accumulated bit by bit.

Koike Min took the money without hesitation, "Thank you, the manager."

Narita Katsu has always been good at him, otherwise he would not have taken him away when he left Karenne. Koike himself also knew Narita Katsu's intention to support him and has always been very conscientious.

"I'll give you a holiday tonight and I won't have to go to work anymore. However, I'll tell you something before that."

Koike Min is serious about the matter.

"After a while, you go to the Zhonggu store, and after you settle all the accounts and deduct the commission, you will return the remaining money to Mr. Kawasaki. The faster the better, you will do it yourself."

"Don't worry, manager, I will definitely do it." Kochi Min still maintained a attitude of not asking or not curious, and she felt heavy responsibility in her heart.

"Do your work well, I'll go home to rest." Narita Katsu waved his hand and turned around and left. He got up and went to chase bad debts. He also had to go back to the Maharaja to take care of the guests at night. The position of manager looks bright and beautiful, but it's actually quite tiring.

Kochi nodded and bowed to leave.

Narita Katsuki knew Koike's ability, so he could complete the task smoothly without adding any more tips. What's more, Kalune didn't know that this time he didn't do things as usual as usual.

In Ginza, an unwritten rule is that the bad debts recovered must be several times the original debt. The excess part is distributed evenly in a three-three system, one belongs to a violent group, two belongs to a nightclub, and three is to give commissions to the debt collector.

In fact, in order to save costs, several giants in Ginza often cultivate their own debt collectors, either sending security guards or directly sending resident waiters, which will almost make huge profits.

Therefore, Ginza's mother San is polite to everyone. No matter who it is, as long as it comes to consume, it will generate credit, and the profit returned is even more than the money for alcohol and beverages.

Of course, if it is some small shops, then it is impossible to say what the thugs will do. As for nightclubs like Kalune, they rarely pester the guests who owe their debts. With some exceptions, they are often very polite and thoughtful, with civilized and modern means, and purely on the "stance" of the guests.

When you meet some guys who really can't get the money, they will help you find a way to get the money by buying insurance, rather than forcing others to a dead end.

The so-called insurance industry is a clear and thorough understanding of the community. As long as you manage the internal relationships of the insurance company, there will be no one who is desperate to question it.

Sometimes, the debt-debt customers will also make them fake college students and encourage them to attend job fairs at large trading companies. It is said that some companies with great development prospects will directly send money or commodity coupons to interviewers, thereby attracting talents and enhancing the company's reputation.

The company's executives probably didn't expect that the "college students" who participated in the interview would pay off their debts with money, which indirectly made Ginza a fortune.

It’s a pity that Narita Katsuki’s orders were all the orders that could only be solved by unconventional means.

Like other giants, Kalune also has a three-third distribution system. However, after Yoko Aomiya became her mother, she broke such rules with her own tough measures, and Kalune monopolized 60% of the profits.

The interests of the violent group have not been lost at all, and to some extent it has risen. As long as Yoko Aomiya can stabilize the overall situation and cause no riots, the profit-oriented violent group will not object.

On the other hand, this has hurt the interests of employees to the greatest extent. Before this, Kalune had always sent his employees to "go on business trips". Now he is pitifully low on business trip fees, and sometimes not. Isn't that just nakedly squeezing the surplus labor force?

The reason why Koji Min directly took the commission instead of handing it all over to Kalune was to seek justice for the employees.

But the information that Narita Katsuki really released was telling Yoko Aomiya that after completing this order, he would no longer do any work in the shadow of Kalune.

He is his letter of claiming a letter. If he completely cut off his relationship, Song Ye would never agree.

Then, if you change to a new vocabulary with a comparable profit and exposed to the sun, Narita Katsuki will have an additional possibility of getting out of here without hesitation.

Everything has been planned for a long time
Chapter completed!