008 You don't want other people to know about this either, do you?
Seeing Keisuke Nagasawa, who used to look like an elite in the workplace, suddenly break his defenses, and his speech no longer combines Japanese and Western styles, Kamiyagawa only found it funny.
He suddenly thought of a bad joke, but it was very suitable for the current scene——
Mr. Nagasawa, you don’t want other people in the company to know about this, right?
…
White wooden house.
It is an izakaya located in Azumabashi Town, not far from the Shimizu Trading Company building. It is also open during the day.
After Nagasawa Keisuke called his minister to ask for leave, he brought Kamiyagawa here.
Lanterns and Mount Fuji scenery posters are hung high on the walls of the store, and there is also a wall-mounted TV about 70 inches in size.
Because it was daytime on a working day, there were not many customers in the store.
Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet" is playing on the TV.
It's probably a version from a long time ago. The picture is black and white, with occasional flashes of snowflakes, but the lines are in Japanese translation.
"What do you want to drink?"
Nagasawa Keisuke's attitude toward Kamiyagawa changed very quickly. Ten minutes ago, he was looking at people through his nostrils, but now it was obvious that he wanted to treat people to dinner.
"I'm not an adult yet, so Bozi soda is fine."
Kamiyagawa was very thick-skinned, and he didn't care whether it was a sugar-coated bullet or a Hongmen banquet, and he didn't mean to be polite at all.
He even took the initiative to take the menu from the waiter.
The dishes in the store are just like ordinary Japanese izakayas, nothing more than skewers, grilled fish, beer, smoothies and the like.
Kamiyagawa ordered some skewers and a glass of soda, while Nagasawa Keisuke ordered another beer.
Food and drinks were quickly served on the table.
I have been eating Kamiyagawa's school meals and convenience store bento boxes since I traveled back in time, so I have a good appetite. I picked up the roasted bird skewers and sprinkled them with salt and sweet soy sauce. It was delicious.
Nagasawa Keisuke looked at Kamiyagawa's unpromising expression and calmed down a little, thinking that after all he was just a minor.
After taking a sip of beer, he started chatting: "Where did you get those things?"
"Online, of course."
In the so-called information age, the dark history of naughty children is all in high definition and uncensored.
And in some almost-forgotten nooks and crannies of the Internet, you can often find traces of information that can surprise or scare people.
For Nagasawa Keisuke, the content discussed in that humble old grave post undoubtedly frightened him.
"I didn't mean to ask this, I meant who told you that thing, and who revealed my current working place to you?"
"Oh, you may not believe it, but the source of this information for me is Miss Kuriyama Shoko herself. I received a small commission from her - by the way, the roasted chicken gizzards taste very good and delicious, Mr. Nagasawa
Don’t you want to try it?”
"No need." Nagasawa was furious.
"Oh, then your share will be mine too, thank you."
Nagasawa Keisuke didn't reply. He loosened his tie and took a sip of beer.
Of course he wouldn't believe Kamiyagawa's nonsense.
What information was provided by Shoko Kuriyama himself? Stop joking, okay?
But what gave him a headache was that the little brat with half-length hair in front of him was actually much more difficult to deal with than it looked.
Judging from the nonchalant look on Feng Qingyun when he was talking nonsense, it shouldn't be that easy to extract information from him.
"Ahem." After an awkward silence for a while, Nagasawa coughed dryly, "I'll just tell you what you want."
In Nagasawa's view, Kamiyagawa would come to Qingshui Club with copies of those screenshots just to ask for benefits.
Although the other party was a bit naughty, Nagasawa thought he could handle the blackmail from a minor for the time being.
In any case, the pile of information Kamiyagawa is holding must not be seen by other colleagues in the club, and it must not be known to the president and Nagao.
Once the stupid thing he did 8 years ago is made public, everything will be over.