As the largest nightclub in the Kyoto area, it has the largest private accompaniment band in Tokyo to help guests sing songs.
But not long ago, the owner of this nightclub, Inoki Taro, was told by the nightclub foreman that many customers shook their heads and left, after asking whether the store had the most fashionable karaoke, and went to other places.
Inoki can't figure it out. What is karaoke? Why do so many people consult and ask?
So immediately, Inoki sent someone to find out what the hell this thing was.
Soon the news came back that karaoke is a machine that can automatically accompany singing. If guests want to sing songs, they only need to turn on the machine.
Hearing this, Inoki sat on the boss's chair, chewing a big cigar. He didn't care at first, but suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and asked the foreman: "How many bands are there in our nightclub now?"
The foreman answered cautiously: "In order to meet the needs of our guests, we have prepared seven bands, some specializing in pop, jazz, and others..."
Inoki bit his cigar and interrupted the foreman with gestures. He puffed out smoke and said, "How much does it cost to feed them a month?"
"This costs at least 300,000 yen!"
"So much?" Inoki was startled, "Doesn't that mean 3.6 million a year?"
The foreman nodded, "Yes!"
Inoki's eyes flashed, "Then if we really buy this karaoke OK, can't we fire these people and save a lot of money?!"
The foreman hesitated and said, "Boss, there are at least fifty people in the seven bands. Do we have to fire them all?"
Inoki sneered: "If you don't fire them, why don't you ask them to stay and support them as uncles?"
The foreman remained silent and stopped talking.
Inoki bit his cigar and scratched his chin, with a greedy look in his eyes: "This karaoke is a good thing!"
But the foreman thought that this karaoke player was a monster!
If it really exists, it will cause an unprecedented storm in Kyoto!
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Three days.
Almost all the larger and higher-end bars, dance halls and nightclubs in Kyoto are aware of the existence of something called "karaoke".
It is said that this kind of machine can replace a private band to accompany people.
For a time, laymen watched the excitement, while insiders watched the door.
For those guests who like to visit entertainment venues, they are curious about this new high-tech thing.
For those owners and managers who operate entertainment venues, what they consider is cost.
If this kind of machine can really replace the popular bands now, it will save them a lot of money.
In this way, an invisible wind slowly began to surge in the entertainment world of Kyoto.
People gradually started talking, "What exactly is karaoke?"
"Is there such high technology as karaoke in this world?"
“Can it really replace a private band?”
While these public opinions were slowly igniting, the extracurricular homework Shi Zhijian released to the drama club students was officially completed.
Unfortunately, when Principal Matsumoto and Teacher Chijima took their homework and asked the Lord of the British Empire to take credit, the Lord had already left the building and left a message, "Art comes from life, you must continue to integrate it into life unremittingly."
!”
Integrate into a ghost!
What they want is the one million!
…
In order to avoid the drama club gang, Shi Zhijian deliberately changed hotels.
Compared with the previous Hilton Hotel, this is an authentic Japanese hotel, named Kyoto Hotel.
As soon as he arrived at the hotel entrance, Shi Zhijian looked up and saw a huge banner hanging above his head.
"Translate, what's written on this?" Shi Zhijian ordered Dai Fengni.
Dai Fengni looked unhappy, feeling like she and Shi Zhijian were like a pair of wanted criminals, escaping from one hotel to another.
Seeing that Dai Fengni remained silent, Shi Zhijian smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll just guess, do you welcome Mr. So-and-so to Japan?"
"You think I'm welcoming you!" Dai Fengni smiled disdainfully, looked up at the banner, and then froze, "Hey, how could this happen?"
I saw that although the banner did not say "Welcome so-and-so to Japan", it actually said: "Welcome Mr. Shi Zhijian to stay at the Kyoto Hotel!"
"What do you mean, why is this happening? It seems that I, Mr. Shi, am quite famous!" Shi Zhijian glanced at the banner shamelessly. At least he knew the words "Shi Zhijian" on the banner, so he deliberately asked Dai Fengni.
"Okay, don't be stunned! You'll know what's going on when you get in!" Shi Zhijian rushed in with a salute, and was immediately greeted by someone in the lobby.
Dai Fengni hurriedly followed behind, but she was muttering in her heart, "What the hell!"
Shi Zhijian came to the front desk to check in, but was told that someone had already completed the check-in for them and they only needed to carry their luggage and check in.
Shi Zhijian didn't seem surprised at all, but Dai Fengni became suspicious again, wondering if they were being followed.
…
The two were quickly led into the room.
Before Shi Zhijian finished washing up in the room——
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang.
"Mr. Shi Zhijian..." The birds were singing from behind, and I couldn't understand what was being said.
"Please bean sacks! Please bean sacks!" Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth, his mouth was full of bubbles, and he ran over and called the hotel room door speaking half-baked local dialect.
"Hello, I am Mr. Morita's personal assistant, and my name is Xiao Cangzhizi!" A beautiful Japanese woman was wearing a black professional suit and gold-rimmed glasses. She was full of intellectual beauty. After seeing Shi Zhijian, she first said:
He was surprised for a moment, then bowed very meekly and said.
Shi Zhijian was stunned for a moment. This woman actually knew Chinese. Why didn't she speak just now? She was looking for death!
Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth twice with a toothbrush and muttered: "Mr. Shengtian sent you here, right?"
Xiao Cang nodded, "Yes! Mr. Shi is really smart!"
"So what's next?"
"What?" Xiao Cang was startled.
Shi Zhijian took out his toothbrush and pointed at Xiao Cang, "Mr. Shengtian didn't tell you what to do next?"
Xiao Cang hesitated and said: "Mr. Morita said that you are his most expensive guest and asked me to fulfill any of your wishes!"
"Xinxi!" Shi Zhijian smiled, "Your boss can't stand it anymore, can he?"
"Huh?" Xiao Cang was stunned for a moment.
"Work on the beauty trap! I like it so much!" Shi Zhijian dodged away and stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture to Xiao Cang, "Come on! Come in and let's talk!"
Xiao Cang didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so simple and rude, and felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth twice and smiled brightly: "Just right, my teeth are very white!"
