The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 158: Stand still and make money!
The waiter of the high-end private club "Tamamonomae" opened a bottle of Hennessy Richard Brandy for Emiya and poured a glass of it skillfully and calmly, while there were several empty glasses on the table opposite him, as if silently waiting for guests. The decoration around the soft sofa cushion where Emiya sat was illuminated by the crystal chandelier, as if it was a gorgeous palace coated with a layer of golden light.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Tamamonomae's top-floor box is so quiet. That's because the waiter knows that Emiya doesn't like dazzling and noisy scenes. Otherwise, the VIP in front of him could have waved his hand and called in seventeen or eighteen beautiful girls in loose kimonos that were half-covered and half-exposed to come in and massage his shoulders and legs and serve him tea and water.

Emiya's eyes ignored the extravagance and luxury that was within his reach. He turned his head to look at the dark, gloomy sky outside the window. It was just approaching dusk, but the sky outside was no different from night.

He always felt that something bad was happening.

Emiya quickly glanced at his cell phone and told his family that he was meeting guests outside and might be back late. Basically, Gen Chisei invited him to stay for dinner as a token of gratitude.

Eri replied to the message almost immediately, saying that she had finished watching a few episodes of "Ultraman Tiga" and Hayao Miyazaki's "Howl's Moving Castle", and then waited for her sister Xia Mi to come home and was busy cooking in the kitchen.

With suspicion in his heart, Emiya typed a few more lines to ask Xia Mi, wondering whether this little assistant's cooking skills were good enough.

Xia Mi quickly replied with an unhappy emoji, saying that her cooking skills were not as good as Chef Emiya's! She could only buy two vegetables outside of her part-time job and barely make a few home-cooked dishes to make ends meet, ensuring that she and Eri would not starve to death.

Emiya always felt that Xia Mi was being coy with his tone, so he thought for a moment and typed out a line of words: "If the food is good, I will give you a certain amount of room and board expenses. The more satisfied Eri is, the higher the amount of the discount will be!"

Xia Mi, who originally had a bit of a temper, immediately shrank her head and obeyed, as if she was bent by the torture of life. She changed her words and attitude in an instant, and replied obediently in a diligent tone: "Yes, sir!"

Then, Emiya took another look at Nono's "daily report"... It was more like a bunch of diaries and miscellaneous mumblings than a report.

Nono first talked about what a fairy-like life Miss Eri leads, with everything provided for her. Apart from her lack of freedom, all she has to do every day is watch TV and play games. It's like the young lady is being treated like a nerd!

And it seems that every once in a while, you can go to different Michelin three-star restaurants to have a simple meal. According to the small notebook that Eri left behind, she called those restaurants canteens.

After reading it, Emiya leaned back on the sofa and took a deep breath. To regard Michelin three stars as a canteen is something that only a young lady like Eri who lacks common sense would think and view in this way.

I hope that Master Xia Mi's craftsmanship can smoothly allow Eri to get high scores.

Nono added, "Eri is under strict surveillance. She is basically not allowed to go anywhere even within the family. But it doesn't matter. I can ask Melyuchina to search every floor. I believe that it won't be long before we can dig out their carefully buried secrets."

Emiya didn't have much advice to give, and could only give a daily reminder: "Be careful and don't get caught."

Then he quickly put away his phone. The door of the box opened slightly, and the scent of sandalwood lingering between the gold-plated and silver-inlaid screens was dispelled. A beautiful woman in a kimono with double cherry blossom patterns and the phoenix family crest on her clothes came in slowly.

"Sorry, Mr. Emiya, I kept you waiting."

"What do you call it?"

"The head of the Sakurai family, Nanami Sakurai, just call me by my last name." Nanami Sakurai did not sit on the opposite side away from Emiya, but sat next to Emiya. It seemed that the seats opposite were reserved for other guests.

"Sakurai family, Minamoto family? What is your relationship?"

Sakurai Nanami raised the brandy in her hand and clinked glasses with Emiya. "You can understand that we are the lower family, and the young master's Minamoto family is the upper family. Although the Sakurai family is active in the business world and is good at making profits, the Minamoto family has a more respected status than the rest of us. This is like the retainers and lords in the feudal era."

Emiya nodded. He automatically understood the relationship between the Tono family and several branch families of the Kugamine. This family business model similar to the main family and branch families is quite common.

"It seems that Yuan Zhisheng doesn't have time to come over for a drink today?"

"Well, young master is overwhelmed by today's affairs, and most of the people in the family are busy dealing with the follow-up cleanup," Sakurai Nanami picked up the bottle and refilled Emiya's glass personally.

"So, please forgive me for not being able to attend the meeting in person to express my gratitude. In any case, Emiya helped repel the attack from our old enemy, the Oni Clan, which is equivalent to saving your life. Please accept this small gift."

Nanami Sakurai pulled out a document from the crocodile leather bag under her arm. Emiya glanced at it and was surprised to find the "Shinjuku District xx Land Registration Book Transcript", which was equivalent to a "property certificate", and the land area marked included several streets...

What the hell, it was just a fight and you just gave away the deeds to a few streets?

"Mr. Emiya, you misunderstood. In fact, the location of these plots of land is where the battle took place today. As you know, since almost all the buildings were destroyed, it is equivalent to a piece of vacant land, and the commercial value has seriously declined. Therefore, the family bought this piece of land from the original owner at a low price." So that's how it is. Emiya thought that the Sakurai family is good at business, so it is natural for them to buy land for real estate development... Oh, that's not right.

"A decline in commercial value does not mean a decline in commercial potential. Undeveloped land in Tokyo is very rare. Even if it has been severely damaged and requires a large amount of money to redevelop, there will be no shortage of real estate companies willing to bid for it."

Emiya's eyes suddenly swept over Sakurai Nanami and the several empty wine glasses sitting opposite her.

"Are those locations reserved for real estate developers?"

Nanami Sakurai nodded in affirmation, "Mr. Emiya is really a discerning person. I just invited a few real estate managers from Mitsui, Sumitomo, Mitsubishi and other companies to come over for a drink and bid for the auction of this piece of land. Given the size of these companies, the price you get for the land will definitely not be too low."

The names she casually mentioned were all leading companies in the real estate sector of this island country.

Emiya had no idea about the land prices on these streets in Shinjuku, but urban land in this country has always been expensive, so the final transaction price of the land...could it be tens of billions...hundreds of billions of dollars?

"Although I am not proficient in real estate, your intentions are too obvious. Are you willing to spend so much to reward me just so that you can 'trouble' me to cooperate with you in doing some unnecessary things in the future?"

Emiya's eyes were sharp and intimidating, because he suddenly recalled his time in Shenzhou, the time when he got along with the noble families. Although they were weak at that time and had to take what they needed, the past was the past, and the present is the present.

Even if Genjiro didn't treat him as an outsider, Emiya himself had no intention of joining their family to work.

Even if you want to make money, you have to make it while standing.

"You misunderstood again. We just want to maintain a good friendship with you, and we don't intend to use our relationship to force you to do something that goes against your will."

Nanami Sakurai was not at all panicked and answered fluently and naturally, just like a well-trained debater. No wonder she was able to win in the business battlefield... She took out a folding fan made of ivory fan bones and knocked it on the huanghuali table.

"It should be about time. I think several managers are waiting outside the door by now."

Nanami Sakurai seemed to have accurately grasped every step of the development of the negotiation. She quickly changed the topic and broke the somewhat stiff atmosphere between the two with new arrangements and sufficient reasons.

Upon hearing this, Emiya looked up at the manager who was waiting at the door as Sakurai mentioned. He thought, you come from the Japanese corporate system, so your concept of time is probably the same as that of a robot, able to grasp it to the minute and second?
If this was true, he secretly expressed his admiration.

But Sakurai's calm expression disappeared in an instant, because she saw the beech door of the box burst open, and a fashionable business lady wearing Jimmy Choo stilettos and lace gloves suddenly broke into the top-floor box.

"Good evening, everyone! By the way, just now a few men from Mitsubishi or Mitsui were clamoring to come in, but I rejected them all with a simple "Not for sale"!"

"You are...!" Nanami Sakurai stood up and looked at the newcomer with shock. This expression showed that she was not unfamiliar with the other person, but she never expected that the other person would intervene in the matter at this critical juncture.

And Emiya directly called out the other person's name -

"Su Enxi? Why are you here?"

"Wow, Master Emiya, long time no see! I didn't expect you to remember me so clearly and recognize a plain and weak woman like me at a glance. I feel so honored... It seems that getting up so early today and flying all the way from the Black Stone Residence is not a waste."

Su Enxi took off her large sunglasses, revealing her dark eyebrows with light eye makeup and a small nose. She sat down without any hesitation, openly occupying the seats originally reserved for several real estate managers.

Su Enxi smiled, but her tone was unquestionable, "Ms. Sakurai, don't rush to sell the land. I am very interested in this piece of land, and I am definitely willing to pay more than those real estate developers."

Sakurai Nanami just accepted it and kept silent.

Emiya thought that Sakurai's negotiation style was cautious, roundabout and tactful, how come when it comes to you, you're so direct and overbearing?
Is this the legendary high-end business wars that are often more simple and unpretentious?

Unexpectedly, Su Enxi made a small gesture to Emiya and said, "Don't be surprised. Actually, there are not so many twists and turns. It's just that their family owes me a lot of money."

(End of this chapter)