At half past nine, Zhang Tianhao took a car driven by Ah Bin and slowly arrived at the Yamato Hotel, a famous Japanese hotel in Shanghai.
As soon as they got out of the car, they saw the doorman guiding them to park the car and park it in the yard.
"Sir, would you like to drink tea or rest?"
After all, it was only half past nine, so it was too early to eat and go to bed earlier. Naturally, the trained Japanese etiquette lady introduced Zhang Tianhao very politely.
If you are fluent in Japanese, it will be really difficult for you to eat at Yamato Hotel if you don't understand Japanese.
"Hello, I have an appointment with Sakai Jiro, Matsushita Taro and three others. Which box are they in?"
As he walked inside, he asked casually, and at the same time looked around. After all, he habitually looked around when he got there.
In the lobby on the first floor, there were indeed several bodyguards sitting there drinking tea. Apparently drinking tea was their idea to pass the time.
"Sir, Panasonic and three other young masters are in the box on the second floor. I will take you there!"
"Thanks!"
Zhang Tianhao thanked him, and then glanced at A Bing behind him. A Bing naturally understood and immediately followed him, walking directly towards the second floor.
In the private room on the second floor, Matsushita, Sakai, and Matsui were already sitting there, holding wine glasses in their hands, drinking the wine casually, and chatting casually.
As for Ichiro Matsui, who met Kaichi Shimizu's deceased parents last time, he no longer suffered from the pain of the move. Now he only showed a quite calm expression, and he had an extra air of talkativeness when he was with the two of them.
The waiter carefully opened the door to the room, then stepped aside and whispered to Zhang Tianhao with an inviting gesture: "Sir, please come inside."
He came to the door, glanced at the three people inside, who were sitting there drinking wine, and then walked in.
"Hahaha, I tell you three brothers, you have been waiting for a long time."
The three of them also turned around at this time and found that it was Jinghei Jiichiro who came in, and they couldn't help but laugh.
"Jingping-kun, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I didn't expect that he has become even more handsome. He even married Miss Shimada, which makes us so envious!"
Ichiro Matsui stood up, walked over to him, gave him a small hug, and congratulated him politely: "Congratulations on finally getting married."
"Hahaha, everyone, you guys started a family earlier than me, and the children are about to run around. If I don't start a family, wouldn't I be too far behind you?"
He also laughed loudly, and sat down directly on Sakai Jiro's side.
"I said Mr. Jingping, you are late today. You have kept the brothers waiting for a long time. Do you have any indication?" At this time, Matsushita Taro was holding the cup, looking at the red wine in the cup, and then continued
Look at Zhang Tianhao through the cup.
Through the red wine, the figure became a little weird, and the red figure looked particularly weird.
"It turns out to be Matsushita Taro. Who am I talking about? Why, am I really late? I remember it was nine-thirty. We gathered here. It should be nine-twenty-nine minutes and forty-eight seconds now."
'There are still twelve seconds left, so you should be late!'
He directly confronted him and didn't give Matsushita Taro any face. After all, Zhang Tianhao wanted to punish him when he sold those opium dens to him.
Later, the opium den was directly burned down and turned into ashes. Matsushita Taro paid more than 200,000 yen in compensation, which was more than 200 boxes of opium. In addition to the outbuildings, the people in the family were really cruel.
Scolded.
This news had already spread to the other two people.
"Don't you know that we came here early, just for you alone, and asked everyone to wait here early, do you think you are sorry to go?"
Matsushita Taro knew that he had not found a reason this time, so he wanted to use morality to kidnap him, but he thought wrongly. Who is Zhang Tianhao? He is not a loser at all.
"Okay, you two, sit down. We are here today to discuss business matters, not to deal with money. If you want to have trouble with money, then I'm sorry, you can withdraw at any time. Neither can we, the four young masters of the Shanghai Empire,
Our reputation was ruined because of some stupid things."
At this time, the oldest Sakai stood up, glared at Matsushita Taro beside him, and warned lightly: "Now we are here to make money, not to be internal, you know?"
"Brother Sakai, I agree with what you said. It's getting harder and harder to earn money now!"
"Huh, yesterday a certain person's club donated a sum of money to the Chinese for free. I think some people should not be short of that money, right?" Matsushita said another strange words, obviously still very angry with Jiichiro Kehei.
of.
"Haha, do you think I thought about it? If Uncle Chiten hadn't been there to supervise at that time, do you think I would have spent this money? It wasn't for the sake of Uncle Chiten's reputation, so that those passengers could see that the empire was still very kind to them.
You love beef and mutton, have you read today’s newspaper?”
Zhang Tianhao glared at him with contempt, and then said disdainfully: "Look at today's newspapers. I estimate that all newspapers today will have a lot of reports on our Pingyi Society and Sanyo Textile Factory."
"A caring club and a caring factory will naturally be respected by everyone. For the clothes, fabrics, yarns, etc. produced by our Sanyo Textile Factory, today's orders alone are higher than those before when there were no orders
It’s much better when I’m here.”
It is indeed true. Originally there was not a single order, but yesterday's newspaper reported that there were so many orders that even Zhang Tianhao did not expect. What worries him most now is the problem of raw materials.
If there are no raw materials, then everything is empty talk.
"Okay, stop talking. Mr. Jingping is right. All the newspapers in Shanghai are reporting that Sanyo Textile Factory is a caring factory. The more than 10,000 yen they spent yesterday was well spent, do you know?
"
"It's a pity that except for this matter, no other newspapers have reported on the deeds of the Gendarmerie. Only a few imperial newspapers have reported on it. It's a pity."
"Okay, now let's drink!"
At this time, Matsui also held up the cup and said calmly: "We are all brothers, don't be so stingy. Besides, Matsushita, I can't blame Jingping-kun for this. I sold it to you, and he got married. You said you
My opium den was destroyed, it has nothing to do with them."
"It wasn't those gang members who did it. Even the Fu Shoutang in Shanghai, which was supported by the empire, was killed. Isn't this small opium den of yours a trivial matter?"
Matsui glared at Matsushita Taro with disdain. After all, the two families were not on the same level. Although the four of them were all nobles, nobles were also divided into different levels.
"All right!"
Taro Matsushita responded helplessly, then sat down again and started drinking the red wine in his hand. After all, that opium den business directly cost him more than 10% of his net assets, which was completely painful for him.
"Jing Pingjun, it's been three or four days since you returned to Shanghai. We originally wanted to discuss it with you earlier so that we could all make a fortune together, but we just wanted to see you and Yoko on their honeymoon, so we didn't bother you. We invited you over today to discuss it.
I am planning to bring a batch of goods from other places and sell them in the SH market, but these things are a bit sensitive, so I would like to discuss it together to see if there is any possibility of getting them?"
"As long as it makes money, I'm interested!"
Zhang Tianhao was the first to express his stance. At the same time, he glanced at the other people around and realized that his stance seemed a bit rash.
Apparently the three people already knew the reason, so they came to him to discuss it to see if it was feasible.
Of course it is also a kind of temptation or test.
"It seems that I said a little too much. I apologize to everyone. Matsui-kun, please continue. I will listen carefully!"
