Chapter 225 The first intimate contact

Author: quiet thoughts

Chapter 225 The first intimate contact

In Shinjuku District, Tokyo, Matsuda Seiko, who had just taken a bath, was lying on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, flipping through the newspapers and magazines in his hands in boredom.

When she relaxed, she raised her little white legs high and kicked them from time to time.

Alas~ I don’t know when that guy will return to Tokyo. Last time I called him, I said a few words in a hurry and then hung up. He seemed very busy.

But speaking of being busy, I am also very busy this year.

Since his debut in April last year, he has been busy either releasing records or performing.

Within three months of his debut, he could attract between 5,000 and 8,000 people to his concerts.

Such results are definitely the best among newcomers in recent years, and they became famous right after their debut.

But thanks to that guy's debut song, the first album sold 400,000 copies.

Coupled with Shirakawa Electric's Walkman commercial, these laid a solid foundation for her surge in popularity after her debut.

The most important thing is that during the New Year, I actually won the red and white prize!

Being on the red and white show in the first year of my debut is like a dream.

I don’t know if he saw himself on TV when he was in his hometown during the New Year.

You should have watched it, after all, who doesn’t watch red and white during the New Year?

But if that's the case, wouldn't the uncles and aunts...

Matsuda Seiko uneasily tightened the bath towel around her body, and she felt her heartbeat speed up.

Throwing the half-opened magazine aside, she turned over and faced the sky.

As the action progressed, the bath towel on her body fell loosely to the side, and most of the two small hills were exposed.

Why were she nervous? Feeling a little guilty, she touched another newspaper and pretended to read it.

Hmm? Matsuda Seiko was attracted by the name in the newspaper.

Are you so restless that even when you return to your hometown, it will be published in the newspaper?

She was interested, but before she could read the content carefully, she was dazzled by a series of numbers.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand...clumsily, she pointed at the numbers one by one with her tender green hands.

Six…sixty billion?! Cash!!?

Matsuda Seiko sat up straight, this number made her brain shut down a bit.

Because she had never imagined such a figure. How much money has she earned after almost a year since her debut?

Ten million or twenty million yen?

Unwilling to give up, she took the calculator from the bedside and clicked on it.

After a long period of calculation, the number still did not exceed 30 million.

Sixty billion...30 million, the numbers on the "Didi Didi" calculator quickly appeared, two thousand times!

Matsuda Seiko was stunned. Based on his current income, he could save 60 billion without eating or drinking for two thousand years.

Two thousand years…

What kind of bike do you need?

Unable to sit still, she didn't even care about the dropped towel, and directly picked up the phone and started dialing.

Maybe I'll have to take it off later, so why bother with it.

"Beep...beep..." The phone rang twice and no one answered.

Matsuda Seiko sighed and hung up the phone again. Alas, he didn't come back.

Sixty billion is indeed an unattainable number, but my own thirty million is also reassuring.

After being excited, she calmed down and encouraged herself secretly.

It is her character to be strong by nature. She does not allow herself to be helpless.

…

In Chiyoda Ward, Tanaka Yuko, who had just finished taking a shower, was wrapped in a towel, rubbing her damp long hair while walking towards the phone.

But before she picked up the receiver, the phone quietly returned to silence.

"Hey" Tanaka Yuko retracted her hand strangely, is it another business friend?

Today she came over in advance to tidy up Shirakawa Kaede's apartment. After all, she would return to Tokyo tomorrow.

The house has been unoccupied for nearly a month, so it needs to be tidied up.

"Dingling bells..."

Before Tanaka Yuko sat down, the phone rang again.

"Moxi Moxi? Are you looking for Shirakawa Maple-san? Sorry, he hasn't returned to Tokyo yet."

Tanaka Yuko was afraid that the phone would be hung up again, so she picked up the receiver and explained after just two rings.

My business friend called me twice in a row, it must be something urgent.

"Eh?" A surprised voice sounded from the receiver.

When Tanaka Yuko heard the young female voice opposite, she immediately concentrated.

"I see, I am Asuka Kobayashi, the director of the Human Resources Department of Shirakawa Electric.

Thank you for informing me, I will contact him when he comes back."

"Ha...Hai." Tanaka Yuko was stunned for a moment when the person on the other end hung up the phone with a "click".

"Hey" Tanaka Yuko looked at the phone in her hand blankly, she always felt that something was wrong.

…

In a high-end apartment in Suginami District, Tokyo, Asuka Kobayashi frowned and put down the phone in her hand.

Shirakawa-kun hired a nanny?

I haven't heard him say that.

Since it's not, then...

Asuka Kobayashi's frown deepened.

…

Japanese airspace.

Shirakawa Kaede and Hasegawa on the plane were discussing this year's market situation.

With the arrival of the new year, each club has also begun its own business activities.

Some are gearing up for a big fight, while others have quietly entered the scene to fight.

The situation faced by Shirakawa Electric this year is much more complicated than last year.

Not to mention the previous friends and businessmen, none of the new players are worried.

But let’s wait until we return to Tokyo to discuss the specific situation.

This trip home was nominally a vacation, but it turned out that this vacation was not relaxing at all.

Leaving aside various investments and receiving visitors, the final bank acquisition alone involved a considerable amount of his energy.

After all, my family's fortune has been smashed into it, so I can't be cautious.

Now that he had rested, his head had just hit the backrest and he felt a little sleepy again.

But when I closed my eyes, all I could think of was the scene when I said goodbye to my parents.

He really wanted to ask about the situation at home and the past of his father and mother.

This time in Akita City, I wonder if it was his imagination.

Sasaki Kikuji looked at him a few times, and his eyes were a little... strange.

Yes, it's that kind of situation where you hesitate to speak, but end up saying nothing.

His intuition told him that this strangeness did not originate from what he was talking about at that time.

So…

Forget it, Bai Chuanfeng pinched his eyebrows and continued to close his eyes and rest.

The indifferent look in his mother's eyes at that time made him swallow the words that rolled to his lips.

Since his mother didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't force her to ask anything.

The reason why I have made it this far is not because of some bloody plot plot such as "Son of the God of War, the three-year period has arrived."
To be continued...