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Chapter 290 Ben’s style

(For an old man in his 40s, being sick for one day is already a luxury. If the update is interrupted and the follow-up decision is lost, then there will be a northwest wind...)

(PS: It’s too difficult to write daily Bit Mo Tui plots... It took me a long time to look up these Japanese texts alone, and I’m convinced...)

Sean leaned forward, his cold eyes locked on Yamada Yoshihito's neck.

"Guess if I beat you to death now, will my government dare to detain me?"

In one word, the air in the room seemed to freeze. Yamada Yoshihito felt it was difficult to breathe, and sweat broke out on his head.

"Your death won't make any waves!"

"Even if I beat you to death with my own hands and things get heated up, this government will only find someone to take the blame."

"I, I..." Yamada Yoshihito's whole body went numb.

He finally realized that the person he was negotiating with was completely different from the one he had seen before.

In other companies, even world-class companies, the negotiators are just company employees and have no special status.

But the person in front of me is different. He is not only the boss of the company, not only an entrepreneur, but also a person who holds the largest private armed force in the world.

As for me, I am just the owner of a humble company. There are many such companies in Tokyo, and even more across the country.

"Pfft!" As soon as Yamada Yoshihito escaped, he knelt on the ground and knocked his head heavily with a 'thud' sound.

"sorry!"

This was so straightforward that Torre didn't expect it at all.

"What I want to see is your sincerity, not some bullshit apology. Your apology means nothing to me."

"Hai!" Yamada Yoshihito knelt on the ground without raising his head, his head spinning rapidly.

When we contacted him before, Yamada Yoshihito had a plan in mind. He would make money by making a credit card machine. He could sell it directly or run it by himself. As long as the same effect was achieved, it would be enough.

As for the bullshit about treating products like children, the bullshit craftsmanship is bullshit.

If not to make money, why sell?

Wouldn't it be better to just leave it at home and play with it by yourself?

I have never heard of anyone having a baby just to sell it!

From beginning to end, it’s just sword music, sword music, and fucking sword music!

It’s just about making more and less.

Of course, as the company as a whole, Yamada Yoshihito is not ready to sell it. As long as the company and the team are still there, a steady stream of products will be produced.

Hens that lay golden eggs cannot be sold!

"It is my honor to be favored by Mr. Sean for this product of credit card machine. Since Mr. Sean likes it, then this product and all related patents can be sold."

"Price!" Sean's voice was emotionless.

"30 million!"

"JPY!"

"Dollars!" Yamada Yoshihito suddenly raised his head.

"I fucking think you're crazy about money!" Sean was so angry at this guy. Damn it, the muzzle of the gun was put to his head, and he was still thinking about the lion opening his mouth.

This is the legendary saying of treating wealth as life!

For this kind of person, this kind of pure person, sometimes threats are really of no use...

"Please help me settle the account." Sean changed his tone.

Yamada Yoshihito raised his head and looked at Sean.

"If I arrange for someone to kill you and then arrange for someone to take the blame, how much will it cost me to find the person?"

"This..." Yamada Yoshihito was confused. Calculate how much it would cost to kill me?

"Then you do the math. When you die and the company is transferred to a new person, how much will the successor sell the product to me because he is afraid?"

Yoshihito Yamada came out.

"If you think about it again, after receiving various compensations, will your wife choose to remarry?"

Yamada Yoshihito's face is white and his hair is white.

"I remember that Japan is the country with the most child abuse in the world, and it mostly occurs in single-parent families."

"Okay! Stop talking!" Yamada Yoshihito stood up suddenly.

Sean glanced at Yamada Yoshihito and continued: "Of course, I will definitely have to spend more time for this, but it's okay. As long as the task is handed over to the people below, they will handle it properly."

"So, you can consider the different costs of the two options and give me a reasonable price. Businessmen must consider cost control."

"After all, Lao Ma tells us that with 50% profit, capital will take desperate risks. For 100% profit, capital will dare to trample all human laws."

"I believe you don't understand this. It just so happens that I am a capitalist!" Sean looked at Yamada Yoshihito with a half-smile.

Yamada Yoshihito covered his face and began to calculate rapidly in his mind.

Looking at Yamada who was deep in thought, Sean felt very satisfied with his powerful 'negotiation' skills.

With so many powerful 'negotiation' abilities, why not buy this golden egg-laying platform at a low price!

The investment, time spent, development prospects and future profit margins for this product must all be taken into consideration.

Well, we also need to consider the subsequent impact of killing, which is also an invisible cost.

As for my wife...

It doesn't matter, it would be better to get a new one.

Sean thought Yamada Yoshihito would be worried about this, but obviously, he overestimated.

"28.25 million!" After a while, Yamada raised his head and said weakly.

Sean:???

I've wasted so much time talking, and you just gave me a discount of 1.75 million!?

Seeing that Sean's eyes were getting more and more dangerous, his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and it was very likely that he would collapse at any time, Yamada Yoshihito quickly changed his words, "26.5 million!"

Sean:???

Damn it!

Sean was shocked!

Are there really people in the world who want money rather than their lives?

Damn it, I don’t believe it!

Sean pointed at Yamada Yoshihito's leg, and Torre lowered the muzzle of his gun and directly pulled the trigger.

"boom"

"Ah!" Yamada Yoshihito screamed and fell to the ground, holding his calves with both hands and kept moaning.

Sean didn't say anything, and just looked at it. For a while, Yamada Yoshihito's scream suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and saw that there was no trace of blood. He lowered his head and looked again. Only his pants were torn, but his calf was intact, lying on the ground.

A hole was punched in the floor.

Yamada Yoshihito let out a long breath, and was really frightened to death.

"I'll give you one last chance. You may not be so accurate next time!" Sean said in a sinister voice.

"Twenty-four million, really can't be any less!"

Sean:250??

"boom!"

"ah!"

Another bullet passed by Yamada Yoshihito's hand, and a burning pain hit him. The bullet flew past the side, leaving no trace of skin, and blood flowed out instantly.

"21.5 million, it can't be less. It really can't be less. If it's less, kill me. If you don't have money, you might as well just die if you don't have money!" Yamada Yoshihito hugged his head and huddled on the ground.

Stop shivering.

Sean could tell that this guy was really scared.

But even to this extent, if you are still holding on to this price, you are fucking convinced!

For one hundred and eighty thousand, Sean really

Can be a killer...

However, when the time comes to argue about this matter, it will take too long.

Just in case it attracts some people's attention during the process.

Make trouble for yourself again...

Forget it, forget it, the bank has a big plan, there is no need to focus on this small profit.

After all, he is a serious businessman!

Blinking his eyes, Sean laughed, stretched out his hand to pull Yamada Yoshihito up, "Yamada-kun, I'm just joking with you, why do you take it seriously!"

"I, Sean, am a serious businessman and I will definitely not do such illegal things."

Yamada Yoshihito blinked his little eyes, looked at Sean's sincere smile, and then looked at the injury on his hand...

If it hadn't been for the waves of pain, I almost would have believed it!

"Mr. Sean, happy to work with you!"

"Yamada-kun, happy cooperation!"

"We still need to prepare some procedures. During this period, I will arrange for someone to take Mr. Sean to experience some of the book style. I hope Mr. Sean will not refuse!"

Book style!?

If you say that, I won’t be sleepy anymore!

Sean's eyes gradually brightened, and scenes flashed back in his mind.

They are all "artists" who are active in the film industry and have both virtue and talent. They accompanied Sean through countless lonely nights.

Taught countless knowledge!

To this day, Sean is still deeply influenced by these artists.

Yes, I'm talking about the woman riding on the back.

Miyuki Nakajima!

How powerful is this woman?

I started trying to compose music in the second grade of elementary school.

His songs have supported half of the Chinese music scene for 30 years, and more than 70 of his songs have been sung by Chinese singers into more than 100 versions of Chinese covers.

The most representative ones are "Walking on the Road of Life" sung by Teresa Teng, "The Easily Injured Woman" sung by Faye Wong when her career was at a low point, "Sad Pacific" by Ren Xianqi, "So You Are Here Too" by Rene Liu, and "So You Are Here Too" by Vivian Chow.

"Favorite", Fan Weiqi's "First Dream", etc...

That is to say, in that era, as long as you had ears, it was impossible not to hear Miyuki Nakajima’s songs!

Sean just wanted to meet this woman.

To be honest, Miyuki Nakajima can't be said to be very beautiful, at most she has a pretty face.

She has a thin build, quiet eyes, and a smile that makes her look like a girl next door.

Attractive.

Sean didn't have the chance in his previous life, but in this life, Sean wants to hear this Japanese temple-level female singer sing to him in person.

"Ah!" After hearing Sean's request, Yamada Yoshihito was completely stunned.

At this time, it had been 11 years since Miyuki Nakajima debuted. She can no longer be described as a smash hit, but should be considered a hit!

Won 9 awards and held nearly 600 concerts!

Various single sales champions, various album sales champions!

Of course, Miyuki Nakajima was not without her low points. She was a left-winger when she was young. She once joined the Japanese Red Army and composed and sang songs for it.

Therefore, it was hidden in the industry for a while.

However, talent defeats capital.

Yamada Yoshihito didn't believe Sean's words about hearing Miyuki Nakajima sing for him.

Of course, singing can take many forms.

They are all men, and it’s not like Yamada Yoshihito has never known Sean through channels.

He had read those newspaper reports frequently. The "Sean's Girlfriend Incident" that made a lot of noise some time ago gave Yamada a clear understanding of what kind of person Sean was.

I used the sky palace to send 8 women back and forth, all of them were top beauties.

Among them is a pop star like Madonna.

It’s true that I listened to the song with my own ears, tsk tsk, and just thinking about it makes Yamada Yoshihito unable to help but admire it.

This is the life a real man should live!

No, I have negotiated such a big deal today, so I need to reward myself.

Of course, what Sean said still needs to be done, no matter how difficult it is.

Sean asked Norris to see off Yamada Yoshihito. After walking out of the villa, Norris asked: "When can we arrange it?"

"Soon, Mr. Sean will definitely meet Miss Miyuki Nakajima tomorrow!" Yamada Yoshihito said, patting his chest.

"Well, the address is here, and the facilities are quite complete. Mr. Sean doesn't like to be disturbed." Norris reminded, "There is no need to consider the cost."

"Hai!"

…

When the head of Yamaha Music received a call from Yamada Yoshihito, he was completely confused.

Miyuki Nakajima is very red, that’s for sure.

Female celebrities will always encounter some rich and powerful male fans who will tear them apart, and this is inevitable.

Of course, the more famous a female celebrity is, the lower the chance of encountering such male fans. After all, ordinary people can't even get through the company.

But, when it comes to Nakajima Miyuki, there is something...

How should I put it, it's a very strange feeling.

It’s not that Miyuki Nakajima is unattractive.

On the contrary, for someone with such a unique taste and being extremely rich and powerful, the probability is indeed much lower.

Miyuki Nakajima looks like the girl next door, and has a very cheerful and lively personality, or a little bit masculine. Her songs are even more upright...

Very popular, but never any scandal...

Miyuki Nakajima is now 35 years old!

Suddenly I heard such an...excessive request. Yamaha Music really didn't understand it.

President of Yamaha Music Club: I can’t understand it, but I was shocked.

…

Naturally, Norris and his team of lawyers and secretaries were responsible for formulating the contract.

Sean definitely doesn't care.

Of course, this is definitely not because I can’t understand the contract, nor is it because I don’t know Japanese.

Sean can still speak a few words in Japanese.

Like ‘すごい’, ‘strong’, ‘気志ちいい’, ‘いい’, ‘stop’

On the other hand, Miyuki Nakajima was also confused when she received the notice from the agent assigned to her by the agency.

How many years?

ah!

How many years!

The first time I encountered this kind of thing, I suddenly felt very complicated.

Having debuted for more than ten years, Miyuki Nakajima is aware of some things in the entertainment industry, but she has never experienced it.

I feel both ashamed and curious.

She didn't know how many female celebrities she had seen or heard being asked by the company to accompany customers. At first, Miyuki Nakajima felt sorry and angry for those female celebrities.

Those things broke many of her beautiful illusions and allowed her to understand the real side of society. They were also the main reasons that prompted her to become a left-winger and join Rihong.

She began to work hard, hoping to escape that fate and truly take control of her own life. For this reason, she suffered a lot of setbacks.

However, as she grew older, Miyuki Nakajima suddenly discovered something that made people collapse...

Female artists of her generation have all received such requests, whether from the same company or from other companies.

Only she herself has never received such a request from the club!!

You don’t have to worry at all, no one has such a challenging spirit!

Suddenly I felt, is this an insult?

What's going on?

What's the meaning!

Do you think I don’t deserve the unspoken rules?!

Of course, this is not to say that Miyuki Nakajima is unattractive. It can only be said that her qualifications and status are so high that ordinary rich people cannot even pass the company.

Plus she's really old...

So, why are you so excited when you suddenly receive such a request?

A feeling of recognition?

Sure enough, Nakajima is not beautiful at all!

Americans, you are very discerning!

Of course, you can sing, but I will definitely refuse anything else.

…

"Please come inside, Miss Nakajima." Norris bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"ありがとうございます." Nakajima Miyuki bowed and saluted.

Is this the Miyuki Nakajima that the boss misses so much?

this……

When did the boss’s hobbies change?

I didn't even notice?

impossible!

Norris closed the door, looking a little dazed.

…

Miyuki Nakajima, dressed in a traditional kimono, walked into the room.

Kimono, traditional clothing, is worn by Japanese women on very solemn formal occasions.

Moreover, at the critical moment,

very convenient!

Sean's eyes widened as he sat cross-legged on the ground. Kimono version of Miyuki Nakajima?

This is a never-before-seen version of Funamori!

Is wearing a kimono suitable for singing?

"Hello, Mr. Sean, let me introduce to you. This is Miss Nakajima Miyuki." Behind Nakajima Miyuki was a young man, who bowed ninety degrees when he entered.

"Hello, Mr. Sean, I am Miyuki Nakajima." Miyuki Nakajima glanced at Sean quickly as she bowed and was rude.

Oh my god, this young man!

He swallowed quickly as he bent over and lowered his head.

I can do this!

"Hello, Miss Nakajima." Sean seemed very polite now.

The man who came with Miyuki Nakajima put down the instrument he brought and consciously left.

I don’t care at all about how two people can communicate when one doesn’t understand English well and the other doesn’t understand Japanese.

comminicate?

Is communication still a problem?

Isn’t it all negative communication?

It’s nothing more than some changes in knowledge!

This doesn’t require too much verbal communication at all, just pat your butt and you’ll understand.

Soon, singing sounded in the house.

Sean sat back very comfortably, slowly sipping the tea, closing his eyes and listening to his favorite singer singing to him.

beautiful!

While listening to the song, I swayed slightly, and my toes swayed to the rhythm.

True, Sean has listened to many live performances by well-known female singers, but he has never felt so comfortable listening to them before.

Maybe it’s because my mind wasn’t so pure when I listened to it before. I only had the voice in my heart and no song...

This is the most relaxed and pure mood Sean has ever felt.

Miyuki Nakajima was also in a good mood at the moment. She could see that the super-rich son of the Rockefeller family in front of her really listened.

Maybe I don't understand the lyrics, but I'm very fascinated by it.

The audience is different, and the singer's feelings are definitely different.

Young, handsome, rich, outstanding temperament, noble birth, the more he sings, the more his emotions are revealed...

One song, two songs... five songs...

The singing stopped, and Sean opened his mouth slowly...his eyes suddenly widened, "Hey, hey, hey, wait, don't take off your clothes!"

"calm!"

Seeing Sean being so excited, Nakajima Miyuki showed a shy smile, "private first time, first time, first time."

"Don't come over!!"

"don't want!"

"stop!"

After all, it’s the female singer he likes, so Sean can’t struggle too hard...

…

Hiss...I always feel like I'm at a disadvantage!

Forget it, just think of yourself as a silver dragon!

…

"This is the first awards ceremony of the Japan Golden Disc Awards. The Golden Disc Awards is a music award sponsored by the Japan Recording Association. It aims to reward artists and music products that have made profound contributions to the Japanese recording industry every year."

Sean is currently sitting in the TV Tokyo No. 1 studio hall, with the accompanying translator sitting next to him.

It was a complete coincidence that I came to attend this party.

As the awards ceremony was halfway through, a staff member ran over and said a few words.

Sean stood up and followed the staff around the stage towards the back.

“Now, it’s time to select the most important award of our Golden Disc Awards, the ‘Best Artist of the Year’. We are fortunate to have a special person as the presenter this time.”

"He is of noble birth, and his family is famous all over the world!"

"He is young and promising. At only 28 years old, he relied on his own efforts to become the youngest super-rich man in the world from scratch!"

"He founded a super media company, the largest cable TV station in the world."

"He is proficient in film art creation, is a well-known screenwriter, and founded the eighth largest film and television company in Hollywood!"

"He controls the world's largest private armed force, the Umbrella Security Solutions Consulting Solutions Company. The company has its own guided missile destroyer fleet. Its combat effectiveness completely surpasses that of an ordinary country and ranks among the top 20 navies of all countries in the world!!"

"He is..." As he said this, the host turned to the other side of the stage and raised his hand, "Mr. Sean Rockefeller!"

A beam of light came down, and Sean, wearing a blue suit, walked onto the stage with a smile.

As Sean's figure was shown on the big screen, bursts of cheers erupted from the scene.

Regardless of identity, status, origin, or appearance, Sean conquered everyone present as soon as he appeared.

There were countless little girls at the scene, and their eyes were twinkling when they looked at Sean.

This is an American dad who is born with a halo. What's more, given Sean's conditions, if you make a list of young men around the world, Sean can definitely enter the top ten!

Ranked based on comprehensive factors such as identity, status, appearance, etc., will the top ten women in the world attract men?

So what reason does Sean have for not attracting women?

Sean stretched out his hand to take the microphone and faced the stage with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He smiled very naturally, which did not make people feel formulaic at all, but rather gave him a hint of ruffianism.

Just this smile caused the women at the scene and the women in front of the TV to make heart-grabbing gestures with their hands.

This fully proves the eternal truth that men are not bad and women do not love.

"I'm very happy to participate in Japan's first Golden Disc Awards. There is a saying that music has no borders. For good songs, you may not understand the lyrics, but you will definitely understand the feelings conveyed by the songs."

"The artistic conception that songs can convey transcends countries, races, and even species. Even animals will express themselves when listening to good songs."

"Songs are an indispensable part of mankind's transmission of civilization and culture. Therefore, the establishment of the Golden Disk Award is meaningful, and being recognized as the 'Best Artist of the Year' is an honor worth remembering."

"Next, let's take a look at the shortlisted singers." As he spoke, Sean turned aside and said, "Please look at the big screen!"

The first one to appear on the big screen was 'Akina Nakamori', known as the 'Original Diva', and the second one was Miyuki Nakajima who had an in-depth exchange...

Along with the singing, five candidates appeared one after another.

It wasn't until the candidate information was played on the big screen that Sean picked up the phone again and gently opened the envelope.

"The person who won the 'Best Entertainer of the Year'..." Sean looked up, smiled and looked at a pitiful and bright girl in the audience, and said in a high-pitched voice: "She is Akina Nakamori!"

The scene was silent for a moment, and then there was a wave of applause.

Akina Nakamori stood up from her seat, nodding to the people around her with a smile on her face. The smile was three parts shy, three parts shy, and four parts happy.

He walked all the way to the stage and stood next to Sean. Sean lowered his head slightly, looking at this delicate, beautiful and endearing face, and raised his hand unconsciously.

Fortunately, I have the trophy in my hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Sean." Akina Nakamori smiled and took the trophy. Their hands touched and it felt slippery.

Nakamori Akina's English is pretty good. The record company she signed with is Warner, and she recorded the record in Los Angeles. The company also thought about letting her develop in the United States, so she specialized in learning English.

After Sean let go of the trophy, he opened his arms and gave Nakamori Akina a hug openly.

Nakamori Akina's whole body was buried in Sean's arms. A nice perfume smell accompanied by the smell of hormones rushed into her nose, and Nakamori Akina's body stiffened.

This is all Western etiquette, it’s nothing, I thought in my mind and my body relaxed.

Just as he relaxed, Nakamori Akina felt a slight chill on her face, and Sean lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek.

Uh-huh, Western etiquette!

This little face is full of collagen, and the texture is really bouncy and smooth!

After Sean hugged her, the camera gave a close-up, and the big screen showed everything, especially Nakamori Akina's crimson face.

So patient!

There were bursts of cheers and cheers from the audience.

A young man with long hair merely frowned. His name was Kondo Masahiko.

Kondo Masahiko, also known as the scumbag of the century.

He is indeed talented, and his looks are indeed handsome. The reason why he is called the scumbag of the century is because he scumbags the original singers Akina Nakamori and Anita Mui.

Two years ago, Kondo Masahiko met Nakamori Akina, but because of Nakamori Akina's conservative personality, he never succeeded.

Now that I see other men openly hugging their girlfriends and even kissing them, it would be strange not to get angry.

Of course, that's fine if it's an old man or someone who doesn't pose any threat, but no matter from any angle, this man on the stage can blow him into pieces...

On the stage, Akina Nakamori had not yet recovered from the sudden surprise. Her acceptance speech was somewhat incoherent, which made her even more nervous.

Just after she finished speaking, she was about to step off the stage, but as soon as she took two steps out, she found Sean walking beside her.

Sean smiled, stretched out his hand to guide her in a very gentlemanly manner, and naturally put his other hand on Nakamori Akina's waist.

Zhongsen's whole body tensed up again, and his breathing became a little heavier.

I took a sneak look at Sean and found that Sean just kept a faint smile on his face, feeling his lower back, and didn't make any excessive movements with his big hands.

Zhongsen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This gentleman was just being polite to women, being generous and decent.

After all, what bad thoughts can a rich man have?

I misunderstood, I'm so embarrassed.

Zhongsen lowered his head slightly, his face turned redder, and he felt Sean's big hands were warm.