Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 119: Shinsako: Qingxue, you vixen...

After the New Year holiday, all industries began to resume operations, and the first few days of work were mainly busy visiting various customers.

Especially on Qingxue's side, relatives, cooperative clients, teachers and classmates from Dongda University all need to be visited to maintain relationships.

As the head of the family, Kiyoaki Matsueda was often sternly driven out by Masako, and he stood behind Kiyoyuki Matsueda as a mascot.

But the process is not boring.

He watched how Matsueda Kiyoyuki maintained interpersonal relationships from the perspective of a camera, hoping to learn from her.

This woman, who is actually still a college student, still looks a little immature when she speaks and smiles, but her manners are so measured and mature that it is frightening.

Of course, it is impossible for him to be ignored throughout the whole process, after all, he is already a world-famous writer.

When those people were chatting with Songzhi Qingxue and looking at him, they couldn't help but sigh: "Qingxue really chose the right person..."

Whenever this happened, Songzhi Qingxue would always smile shyly, looking like a good and obedient wife.

In front of outsiders, they are very affectionate.

But when they were together in private, the relationship between her and Kiyoaki Matsueda became more and more like that of close friends.

It was obvious that she had made up her mind and gave up her previous ideas of managing her marriage. Her communication with Kiyoaki Matsueda became more casual, as if she was treating him as a close friend to whom she could confide her thoughts.

The person who can make Songzhi Qingxue open up to her heart probably hasn't appeared in this world yet.

Therefore, being able to satisfy her desire to express herself to her male best friend, Kiyoaki Matsueda, is a good way for her to relieve stress.

On January 12th, it was snowing lightly in Tokyo.

In the evening, Kiyoaki Matsueda went out to attend a gathering of avant-garde writers and did not return home until after eleven o'clock in the evening.

On the slope in front of the house, the branches were covered with snow, and a warm light shone through the courtyard.

Kiyoaki Matsueda took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

Songzhi Qingxue, who was working in the teahouse, heard the voice and looked up: "Who is it?"

"The community is sending warmth." Kiyoaki Matsueda answered casually.

"You just love to tell jokes!" Songzhi Qingxue snorted, pursed her lips slightly and looked at the snow in Songzhi Qingxian's hair, then smiled and pointed at a snowman in the yard, "I made that one, isn't it beautiful?"

"It's just average." Kiyoaki Matsueda shrugged.

"Damn it, can't you just compliment others? Hey, what are you holding?" Songzhi Qingxue looked at the bag in his hand.

"Boiled edamame. I was singing in KTV just now and they gave me some snacks. Those people didn't eat them, so I packed them up and brought them back." Kiyoaki Matsueda walked into the tea room, sat down opposite her, and took out his computer.

"You seem to be attending various activities these two days?" Songzhi Qingxue looked at his face.

"Yes, there's another one tomorrow, with the theme of traditional Japanese culture..." Kiyaki Matsueda said rather boredly.

"Would you like to bring your lovely Qingxue with you?"

"You're not busy tomorrow?"

"I just happen to be free. Since you've accompanied me to so many shows before, I'll be your turn tomorrow." Songzhi Qingxue smiled proudly, with a gleam in her eyes. "It would be so prestigious to bring a beauty like me out, don't you think?"

"That's right, let's go together tomorrow." Matsueda Kiyoaki smiled, turned on his computer, and asked, "I need to compile some data and do some planning, which will take about an hour. How about you? How long will it take?"

"Well, it's almost done. It can be done in an hour." Matsueda Kiyoyuki smiled and looked back at the computer.

Kiyoaki Matsueda stopped talking and looked at his computer, collecting the numbers in the document and doing some calculations.

I have written three books so far.

The benefits are as follows:

"Dancing Girl", the publication fee is 22 yen,

"Chaosao", the publication fee was 1270 million yen.

"The Temple of the Golden Pavilion", the publication fee was 1870 million yen.

The total amount of royalties earned from publishing three new books in the monthly magazine Shincho was 3162 million yen.

The first edition of the single volume "Dancing Girl" had 10 copies printed and sold out within three days of being put on the shelves.

It was reprinted twice, with a total print run of 70 copies, each sold for 1800 yen, with a royalty of 15%, generating royalties of 1.89 million yen.

The first edition of the single volume of "Chao Sao" was printed in 10 copies, which were sold out on the day it was put on the shelves. More than 40 copies were sold in five days.

From the time it was put on the shelves on September 9th to December 10th, "Shiosai" has sold over one million copies, with a total print run of 12 million copies. The single volume is sold at 30 yen, with a royalty of 130%, earning a total of 2600 million yen in royalties.

The first edition of the single volume of "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" was printed in 10 copies and sold out in three days.

Afterwards, "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" became a hit among students. As of December 12, after 30 days on the shelves, sales exceeded one million copies, and the total number of copies printed reached 25 million. The price of the single volume was 150 yen, with a royalty of 3800%, and the royalties earned were 15 million yen.

Three volumes have been released, and the total royalties received so far is 15.51 billion yen.

In addition, there was a Shincho Prize prize of 100 million yen, a Akutagawa Prize prize of 100 million yen, a contract signing bonus of 500 million yen, and the film and television rights of "Dancing Girl" and "Shiosao" were sold as a package for 6000 million yen.

Since the book was copied, the total pre-tax income is 16.6 billion yen.

After deducting about 30% in taxes, the total amount left was about 11 billion yen.

This 11 billion yen is all the capital that Kiyoaki Matsueda invested in Star Shine Company. Tokugawa Rinko also put out that much money. The company currently has a total of 21.4 billion yen in available funds (6000 million yen was used to purchase copyrights).

It is not a big problem to make two movies with 21 billion yen, but considering that enough funds need to be reserved for publicity and promotion, the pressure increases sharply.

Basically, big-name actors, grand scenes and special effects should be excluded to reduce production costs as much as possible.

Secondly, the publicity and promotion must be calculated carefully...

Kiyoaki Matsueda and Rinko Tokugawa have been busy with this matter these days.

Oh yes, one more thing.

All the money I earned before went into the company account, and I don’t have much money left. I should copy another magical book and sell it to make some money to support myself.

If he has no money, he won't even be able to pay for the hotel room when he goes on a date with Xunzi... Wouldn't that make him a completely kept gigolo?
In the tea room, the couple sat opposite each other, looking at their computers, busy with their own things.

Time passes slowly and the evening breeze blows by.

The small courtyard on a snowy night had a sense of loneliness and tranquility, and the sound of a train entering Yotsuya Station could be heard from afar.

Soon after, the last tram passed the station.

The whole city became quiet, and looking down from a high place, the lights in the blocks gradually went out.

In this quiet atmosphere, the tea room is filled with warm light, which is quite cozy.

There were light footsteps in the corridor. I knew who it was without looking. The steps were graceful and quiet, as if they were afraid to disturb the two people who were working.

If they turned their heads to look over, they would be able to see her beautiful and noble face, with a gentle and affectionate look in her eyes.

After watching for a while, Matsueda Shinsako went back to her room to sleep.

The courtyard became quiet again, and the two of them stopped their work at the same time.

"Ha~" Songzhi Qingxue yawned, rubbed his eyes, then sniffed and looked at Songzhi Qingxian: "Mom just looked at us again."

"She cares about us very much." Kiyoaki Matsueda smiled.

Songzhi Qingxue was silent, and her face, which had inherited her mother's noble and cold elegance but was still a bit immature, had a complicated expression on it.

After a long while, she smiled softly and said, "Now I don't know whether I care about you more or me more."

"Huh?" Songeda Kiyoaki was slightly stunned.

In the courtyard, snowflakes fell gracefully, and the two looked at each other.

After a moment, Songzhi Qingxue tilted her head to look at the street outside, raised her hand and pointed at the lights below, a beautiful smile spread out from the corner of her mouth, and she said softly: "Look at those houses below, the one with lights on on the third floor belongs to the president of Tokyo Bank. The one next door belongs to a judge, and the ones you can see sideways belong to those people in the National Police Agency..."

The place where the Matsueda family is located is a high platform.

Located at the top of the slope, the view looking down is very wide. Songzhi Qingxue knows the identities and backgrounds of the people living in each courtyard very well. He can remember them as soon as he sees them without thinking.

As Songeda Qingxian listened to her, he opened the bag casually, grabbed a handful of edamame, peeled them and ate them.

"In short, the houses you can see in this area are all owned by high-ranking officials... huh?" Songzhi Qingxue said, and stretched out his white and tender palm to Songzhi Qingxian. "Give me a handful quickly, you can't eat alone."

Matsueda Kiyoaki had no choice but to give her a handful, then complained: "Every time we chat here, I always have to bring you food. It's not fair. You should bring it once or twice, right?"

"Okay, definitely next time." Songzhi Qingxue happily started peeling edamame.

Edamame cooked in salted water is easy to peel and the beans inside have a little flavor.

"When I was very young, my family's financial situation was declining rapidly, but we were still in good shape. The wealthy and noble neighbors were polite to my mother and me. When I started junior high school, my family's financial situation plummeted, and those people's attitudes toward us also took a sharp turn for the worse..."

As she spoke, she deftly peeled the edamame with her slender fingers, then put it into her mouth and continued to chew while talking.

"My mother had to support me and Xiaolu by herself, and the pressure was really great. I thought these neighbors could help with the business, but they were all so cold and didn't even want to be polite. When the president of Tokyo Bank heard that my mother wanted to borrow money from him, he even asked her to have a chat in the inner room. I feel unhappy when I think of that scene now..."

As if recalling the scene at that time, there was a hint of hatred in Matsueda Kiyoyuki's eyes, and his teeth were grinding.

Matsueda Kiyoaki felt a little distressed and a little relieved after hearing this.

I feel sad because Masako has been living surrounded by these wolves for so many years.

Fortunately, Masako was strong-willed and never compromised.

Maybe she was thinking about how to tear the other person into pieces. Songzhi Qingxue paused for a long time before taking a deep breath and slowly said, "I have never told anyone these words, nor do I want to tell anyone. But I must tell you, even if you don't like to hear it. In essence, I am just like my mother, a domineering and overbearing woman..."

No, no, no, Matsueda Kiyoaki thought, you don’t know how obedient your mother has been trained to be now.

"After spending half a year with you, I can probably figure out what kind of person you are, so I feel relieved. Mother has had a hard time these years. Physical fatigue is secondary, and the mental suffering is the real suffering. There is nothing she can do about the rumors and slanders spread by others. She has been suppressing everything in her heart and has no one to talk to. In other words, if you can make her happy, you can guess what she is thinking, but you just lack an external force to make her act. Well... I know, uh..."

She suddenly began to stutter, trying to choose her words. Songeda Qingxian smiled and said, "Yes, I know."

After hearing this, the confusion on Songzhi Qingxue's face slowly melted away, and she also laughed. Her narrow and noble phoenix eyes were almost the same as her mother's. She looked at him for a few seconds before saying, "Some things were indeed done intentionally by me, but they were definitely not just out of consideration for profit. I am very smart and have seen something a long time ago. No one can hide things from me. You don't have to question this..."

"Uh……"

She was too frank and unabashed, which made Matsueda Kiyoaki feel a little embarrassed.

"Be a good husband and let the woman feel the happiness of being loved and cared for..." Songzhi Qingxue's face was full of bright smiles. "Don't be afraid of anything, and don't think too much. To outsiders, you are still the son-in-law of the Songzhi family, right? To your family, we are all one family. Do you still need to consider so much?"

"That's right." Songeda Kiyoaki nodded gently and looked at her sincerely, "Sometimes I really admire you."

"At this moment?"

"Five-body cast."

"Hehe~ Don't really fall in love with me because of this, otherwise our relationship will be very chaotic!"

As he spoke, Songzhi Qingxue laughed happily, then suddenly remembered a prank and moved over the tea table.

The beautiful and generous Songzhi Qingxue, twisting her waist like her mother's and sticking out her peachy buttocks like her mother's, crawled over using her hands and feet and whispered in his ear:

"Isn't that right, Qingxian father..."

The moment the heat reached his ears, Songzhi Qingxian shuddered.

"Hahaha……"

Songzhi Qingxue laughed happily.

The snow fell silently, covering the brightly lit city of Tokyo.

In the gorgeous and huge city, a warm yellow light was quietly lit in the small courtyard, and the couple was wrapped in this little warmth.

This is the first month of the 23rd year of Heisei. Time seems to have been frozen in the snowflakes and laughter, warm and affectionate.

■

The next day, January 1, it was raining and snowing.

The green tram was shaking, and the carriage was silent, with all the passengers lowering their heads. Outside the glass window, small drops of water were slowly sliding down.

An atmosphere of silence enveloped most of Tokyo, and it was even more solemn in the Tachibana family's tea room.

Tachibana Mihoko drank hot tea and looked across at Tachibana Toshio, who was reading a literary section of the Yomiuri Shimbun.

Suddenly, there was a crash.

Tachibana Toshio stretched out his hand and swept the tea and pastries on the table, which scattered all over the floor.

"Master..." The maid quickly prostrated herself on the ground, not daring to move.

"Give me another one! No, give me ten!" Tachibana Toshio said with a grim face.

The maid quickly pulled over a basket, took out ten copies of "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" with the covers still intact and handed them over. However, the young master slapped her in the face with his backhand, knocking her down onto the tatami.

The Temple of the Golden Pavilion was scattered all over the floor.

Tachibana Toshio yelled hysterically, "You took it just because I told you to? Do I have so many hands to hold it? Idiot!"

"Yes, I'm sorry... Master, here you go!" The maid was extremely frightened and quickly picked up a book and handed it over.

Tachibana Toshio took the book, tore off the cover, and ripped the book into several pieces. Still feeling unsatisfied, he stuffed all the waste paper into the charcoal stove and burned them all.

Tachibana Mihoko drank tea and watched coldly.

The rich young master was frustrated outside and had no idea what to do. When he returned home, he took out his anger on the maid in helplessness and fury.

This kind of scene has appeared countless times since he was surpassed by Matsueda Kiyoaki.

Especially since "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" became a hit.

Kiyoaki Matsueda became a half-step "national writer" and enjoyed a very high reputation.

At that time, Toshio Tachibana, who was competing with Kiyoaki Matsueda, was no longer popular in the literary world.

The editor of a new trendy department who originally had some hope for him, after seeing him openly asking his own aunt to seduce an outsider, completely saw through this man's madness and lack of bottom line. He no longer had any hope for him and never saw him again.

Other publishing houses were not very interested in Mishima's "first stepping stone", especially since his reputation was not very good.

Tachibana Toshio's literary dream was completely shattered.

"Damn it! Damn it! How come he's still alive... I can't stand it, I can't stand seeing that face of his..." Tachibana Toshio muttered to himself in a low voice, and suddenly thought of something, looking at the opposite side, "How was your seduction? Did he take the bait..."

"Of course! He has been completely fascinated by me." Tachibana Mihoko drank her tea slowly. "Today there was a traditional cultural exchange gathering in Kagurazaka. He begged me for several days to let me accompany him. He still didn't give up even after I rejected him more than ten times..."

"Where exactly is the Kagurazaka gathering..."

"Why, you want to go? I'll send you the address..." Tachibana Mihoko looked down at her phone, a sneer appearing at the corner of her mouth.

Tachibana Toshio is only a hair's breadth away from going insane. Matsueda Kiyoaki is constantly monitoring this bomb that could explode at any time through Tachibana Mihoko. If he finds any uncontrollable risks, he has to find a way to wipe it out...

■

In recent days, Shinsako Matsueda has been a little sleepy.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather or because I’m simply lazy, but I just don’t want to get up in the morning.

The task of making breakfast was given to Kiyoaki Matsueda.

Not only that, she also learned to pretend to be asleep and asked him to wake her up.

No. 13 woke up, opened her noble and beautiful phoenix eyes, looked at the door, and Song Zhiqingxian was not there.

Feeling so bored.

The sunlight outside the window was dim, and the Showa-style furniture in the house had lost its charm.

So, Matsueda Shinsako closed her eyes.

She pretended to be asleep again.

When Qingxian Songeda comes back from his morning run, he'll make breakfast and then come over to wake her up, letting her be the happiest little princess...

result……

The phone rang.

I glanced at the screen and saw it was my eldest daughter calling.

"Mom, are you up?"

"Hmm~~" Matsueda Shinsako was clearly awake, but she was making sounds as if she was not awake yet.

"Aqing and I have to go out for something. You can make breakfast for yourself today. Bye..."

"……What!"

In an instant, Matsueda Shinsako jumped off the bed and ran to the window.

The couple walked side by side towards the Nissan Bluebird in the yard. Kiyoyuki was wearing a bright red kimono, looking charming and beautiful, which matched his tall and handsome figure very well... Matsueda Shinsako looked at them angrily, and her little hands holding the curtains trembled slightly.

"Humph! You're dressed so brightly, you're really a vixen..."

Only Shinsako could call her own daughter a vixen.

The Nissan Bluebird left the Matsueda family and headed towards Kagurazaka.

This is a neighborhood with a strong historical atmosphere. It has been a famous flower street since the Edo period.

The atmosphere of prosperity and confusion has been lingering here since ancient times, and it is easy to get lost in the winding paths.

Old streets and new scenes, tradition and fashion, the two styles are particularly harmonious here.

The traditional cultural exchange meeting was held at Akasaka Shrine.

After parking the car, the couple needs to walk two hundred meters to the shrine.

It was still snowing lightly, and the sky was dim.

The retro streets and historic shop doors seem to have lost their charm, turning black and white and being weathered.

However, there is a bright light walking in the darkness.

That is naturally the pine branches clearing snow.

She was wearing a bright red kimono, a golden belt, and her hair was piled high with pearl accessories.

The pattern on the chest of the kimono is a small golden chrysanthemum, the color gradually deepens as it goes down, and when it approaches the edge of the skirt, it turns into a large blooming chrysanthemum.

Her gorgeous hair was piled high on the back of her head.

There was a hairpin in the middle of her bun, and her delicate and bright face was looking forward.

Wherever she went, the originally dim world suddenly became colorful.

"It's really beautiful." Kiyoaki Matsueda was very moved.

How beautiful the mother is, how beautiful the daughter is. The daughter even has the youthful charm that the mother does not have...

"Our whole family is beautiful." Songzhi Qingxue smiled proudly and walked more quickly.

Kiyoaki Matsueda, who was following behind her, saw that the belt behind her was a drum-shaped knot with two fan-shaped ribs. Although she was still a virgin, she could no longer tie a bow, but had to use this drum knot that represented a woman's appearance.

When they arrived at Akasaka Shrine, the two registered their identities and entered.

Quite a few people have already arrived at the exchange meeting, all dressed up, ranging from old men in kimonos to young ladies.

Everyone was dressed very formally, and there were many beauties, but Songzhi Qingxue still stood out from the crowd and was the focus of the crowd wherever she went.

She was not at all stage-frightened.

Set off against the bright red kimono is her bright and generous aura, yet also beautiful and charming.

If he hadn't brought her along, in such an occasion, Matsueda Kiyoaki would definitely have been frequently approached and forced to engage in awkward conversations.

But with Songzhi Qingxue blocking the way in front, he had much more free time and could just follow her around everywhere.

The traditional cultural area in the venue is divided into three areas: tea ceremony, flower arrangement, and calligraphy.

In the tea ceremony area, there are many young women demonstrating the process of making tea.

As Kiyoaki Matsueda walked over, they kept looking at him.

He was wearing a hakama kimono with a white lining inside and a flowing black haori outside.

He has an easy-going and unrestrained temperament, and exudes the peerless charm that only belongs to a handsome man.

A noble lady from an unknown family suddenly looked at Songzhi Qingxue and said, "Mrs. Songzhi, are you interested in the tea ceremony?"

Hey, there's something interesting to watch.

Everyone nearby looked over.

"Of course!" Songzhi Qingxue smiled confidently.

As everyone watched, she walked to the teapot and began to kneel down to make tea.

Kiyoaki Matsueda stood beside her, looking down at her.

The lights in the room were bright, and she was reflecting soft light from her hair to her colorful little hands.

She has a graceful figure, a long neck, and a waist so thin that one would want to hold her in his arms.

The movements are graceful and beautiful.

In the misty hot air, her white and tender little hands were sliding, hazy, as if flowers were blooming around her.

After ordering a cup of tea, Songzhi Qingxue handed it to Songzhi Qingxian with both hands, lowering her head and looking respectful.

But from his perspective, he could still see the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, as if she wanted to laugh but was trying hard to hold it back.

She must think that those women who envied her were boring fools... Songzhi Qingxian knew it very well. He took the tea and drank it, saying with satisfaction: "There is nothing better than this bowl of tea in the world."

The next second, a small blush appeared on Songzhi Qingxue's cheeks, and her clear eyes were filled with endless love.

This is the standard of love between husband and wife, and their harmonious marriage.

Under the envious gazes of the ladies, the two walked towards the passage leading to the calligraphy area. Songzhi Qingxue lowered her voice and said with a smug smile: "If they want to embarrass me, they are still too young..."

Songzhi Qingxian gave her a look and was about to say something when his eyes were suddenly drawn to the front.

The people in the calligraphy area are almost all elderly people.

But among the white hair, there was an elegant woman with her hair in a bun... Tokugawa Rinko, who was in her youth, looked even more radiant standing among a group of old men and women.

She was wearing a light blue kimono.

Elegant and ethereal, with a pattern of a seagull printed on the hem.

It was the first time that Kiyokatsu Matsueda saw her wearing a kimono.

Rinko gives completely different impressions when she wears casual clothes and kimono.

When she wears casual clothes, she looks cool and charming, smart but aloof; when she wears kimono, she looks mature, steady and lovable.

"When he saw Rinko, his eyes widened." Matsueda Kiyoyuki suddenly snorted coldly.

"You have the same jealous temper as your mother." Kiyoaki Matsueda replied with a smile and was about to go and say hello to Rinko.

"Hey!"

Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

Looking back, he saw two big men in black looking at him unkindly: "Governor Ishihara, please come over!"

(End of this chapter)