Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 214 You are miserable, General Manager 3

Chapter 214 You are in trouble, General Manager 3——
The storm is like the howling of some god,
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The god was in pain: the earth was rejecting his love.

When Ryukawa Toru translated a line of poetry from "A Collection of Poems from the Original Song of the Birds" in this way, the car drove to the door of a store in Ginza, Tokyo.

Ryukawa Toru's outfit is obviously not suitable for going to the classical music hall, so Takeda Maki brought him here to choose clothes.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

The words 'Rongwu' were written on the door of the shop. Longchuan Che remembered that this seemed to be a private custom-made shop mentioned by his wife. Being in Ginza where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, the things here are obviously not cheap.

The Ginza district was deserted by the heavy rain as it was once filled with the wealthy ladies of the past.

Thunder roared in the sky, as if a mournful god was crying.

"of course."

Ignoring the lightning above her head, Takeda Shinki walked into "Rongwu" after being greeted by the waiter at the door.

There are four floors here in total, and you can see rows of exquisite fabrics as soon as you enter.

Scabal in the UK, Loro Piana in Italy.

The fabrics include cashmere and fine spinning. Longchuan Che also saw that some fabrics were mixed with gold threads.

"Of course it's necessary."

Only after entering here did Takeda Maki answer Ryukawa Toru's question.

She waved her hand and asked the clerk to bring a tape measure and tools, looking at Longchuan Che with a serious expression.

"Seiji Ozawa is the most outstanding conductor artist in East Asia. You are like this..."

Takeda Maki didn't finish her words, but her expression when looking at Ryukawa Toru was obviously a little subtle.

At this time, Longchuan Che was wearing a jacket and gray casual pants. It wasn't bad, but it was definitely not formal.

"Come here quickly."

Takeda Maki stood next to several female shop assistants holding tools and waved to Ryukawa Toru.

The woman's voice sounded urgent and impatience-filled. Longchuan Che couldn't tell for a moment whether she was angry about what he had just said, or if she really thought he didn't take the concert seriously.

"Are you a fan of that guy, the conductor named Seiji Ozawa?"

Longchuan Che held up his hands and asked someone to measure his shoulder width, waist circumference and other data.

"fan?"

Takeda Shinki pinched her chin, thought for a while and then shook her head.

"Not really, but he is indeed one of the conductors I think is good."

Ryukawa Tetsu remembered the information of this person named 'Ozawa Seiji'.

Born in 1935, he is one of the few conductors with an oriental face in the West. He has served as the conductor of the New York Philharmonic, San Francisco Symphony Orchestra, and Boston Symphony Orchestra. He is also the only Asian conductor to perform at the Vienna Golden Hall.

Any artist would seem dazzling once the word "only" is added to his name, and Longchuan Che smacked his lips.

“I remember him.”

"He's 74 years old, which is one of the things that deserves respect. If I remember correctly, he just had cataract surgery two years ago."

Takeda Shinki spoke of it in detail, and Ryukawa Toru nodded thoughtfully.

After measuring the data, I tried on the semi-finished sample clothes.

It's obviously too late to sew it today.

"Can this be reimbursed, boss?"

When Longchuan Che saw the several ready-made clothes that the clerk took, his eyelids twitched.

"This woman must be doing this on purpose. One piece of clothing costs me nearly half of the royalties for my serialized book."

An elegant grey suit with gold thread under the collar.

Ryukawa Toru's ordinary serialized books now cost 400 yen for every 200 words. At the beginning, "Snow Country" gave him about 100 million yen in serialized royalties, and the suit in front of him was close to million yen.

Her male companion had a serious expression on his face, and Takeda Shinki was suddenly stunned.

Long Chuan's status in the literary world is now on the rise, and she almost forgot that he is only eighteen years old and has not yet completed the stage of accumulating wealth.

"Put your clothes here first."

The general manager suddenly gave a teasing smile and motioned for a few female clerks to go down first.

In the VIP reception room of "Eiya", which is also a fitting room, Takeda Maki smiled and put her arm around Ryuukawa Toru's shoulder.

The diamonds on her collar were bright and dazzling, and her face was noble and exquisite.

"I want to be reimbursed."

The woman had a cold smile.

"Help me pull out my tail."

It was really humiliating to have my tail pulled out in a dark classical music hall.

Although she had a VIP room there, and although it was dark at night, she still thought of herself lying on the bar, with her butt raised, and a popping sound coming from behind.

The executive officer wants to die.

"If you don't want to, can't you just pull it out yourself?"

Longchuan Che looked at the woman with a strange expression.

The other party was clearly resisting, but did nothing except threatening Longchuan Che.

Although he wanted to use the "second shoe" effect to punish this woman who went back on her word, Longchuan Che was a little uncomfortable with the fact that the other party was so obedient in this matter.

"Are you actually looking forward to it?"

Longchuan Che picked up a navy blue worsted suit and squeezed it. It was spring now, and worsted felt better than cashmere.

"Who, who would expect that kind of thing."

The executive said this with a lack of confidence, and then added with a blushing face.

"I just don't want to keep breaking my promises and getting fat."

"So you also know that you are getting rich by breaking your promise." Longchuan Che raised his eyebrows and took out his bank card from his pocket.

"Snow Country", "Youth Trilogy", "I Am a Cat".

Although he doesn't have much money, he still has about 20 or 30 million.

Long Chuan Che looked a little painful as he used one card to swipe away his nearly one million yuan fortune.

"I'm a little curious."

Longchuan Tetsu looked at the managing director who was obviously a regular customer.

“How much do you earn in a year?”

Longchuan Che used a respectful title here. The gap between him and the other party in terms of wealth was probably equal to the gap between his wife and himself in literature.

"Anyway, I can't afford to feel bad about buying a suit that costs one or two million."

Takeda Shinki gave a hateful capitalist smile.

I swiped the card and paid.

Longchuan Che pointed at the navy blue ready-made clothes and was about to go behind the curtain to change clothes.

"and many more."

Takeda Shinki, who was standing there, frowned.

"What are you doing in there?"

There was a relatively spacious space behind the curtain. Takeda Shinki pointed to a clerk with a pretty face.

The clerk has an oval face and a high ponytail.

Holding shirts, ties, brooches and other accessories in his hands.

Obviously he wanted to go in with Longchuan Che.

"I'll help Mr. Longchuan with the matching."

The clerk was stunned and looked at this regular customer of Rongwu.

A finished suit, including all the accessories.

Rongya provides a clothing-changing service, and Takeda Maki should know about it.

"Hasn't he got hands himself?"

Takeda Maki's expression suddenly became somewhat gloomy, scaring the clerk so much that his hands trembled.

"Why are you so fierce all of a sudden?"

The female clerk apologized, bowed and left. Longchuan smacked his lips and picked up the clothes.

He didn't know that there was such a personal service here, but it seemed normal.

A piece of clothing costs more than one million yuan, so it deserves good service.

Watch the boy pick up his coat and shirt.

Takeda Shinki felt a little irritated for no reason.

The female clerk was about to follow her in, which made her feel disgusted as if someone had licked a bite of the cake on the table.

Although I know that what I said is a bit inappropriate.

"Ryukawa Tetsu."

But the executive still sneered at the boy.

"Is there a woman who comes to your door and you want her?"

(End of this chapter)

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