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Chapter 162: Home Visit

After Kei Fujiwara came to this world, the first time he ate kaiseki cuisine was when "White Night Journey" became a hit, and Itagaki Kazuhiko took him to eat and drink at public expense.

This was the first expensive meal he had eaten since he came to this world. At the time, he thought it was extremely delicious. However, he brought his colleagues here several times later, but he found the taste to be average.

Come to think of it, what made him feel delicious for the first time was not the taste of food, but the taste of success.

"A layman is an amateur at first glance." Arimama Sai saw Kei Fujiwara take him to a kaiseki restaurant in Ginza, and immediately said with disdain: "The best kaiseki restaurant in Japan is in Kyoto, and Tokyo can only be regarded as the third."

Second tier; but if you choose a general among the dwarfs, the best kaiseki restaurant in Tokyo should be in Ikebukuro.”

"The owner of the kaiseki restaurant in Ikebukuro is 90 years old this year. He used to serve the royal family. Their craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation and the taste is the most authentic."

Arimama Sai shook his head and said, he has been going to high-end places since he was a child, and he talks about these things like a treasure.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Arimamasai was familiar with the road, while Inoue Morimata looked around, looking very curious.

Fujiwara Kei ordered the set meal, and Arimamasai kept talking to Inoue Mori while eating, but Inoue Mori only talked perfunctorily, and then kept looking at Tokyo Tower outside the window.

"Teacher Fujiwara." At this time, Inoue Mori suddenly asked: "Are you from Tokyo?"

"No." Kei Fujiwara shook his head, "I'm from Chiba."

"I'm from Tokyo." Arimama Sai said from the side.

Inoue Mori ignored him again and continued: "Teacher Fujiwara, what can I do to become as rich as you?"

"I don't know either." Kei Fujiwara shook his head and said, "Everyone's life experience has little guiding significance for outsiders, just like a successful painter cannot guide a boxer on how to win a championship."

"But Morimata, you are now on the road to success. Maybe you don't feel it yourself, but in fact, as a child actor, you are a relatively lucky one."

"There are many kids like you who dream of becoming stars, but they are not even qualified to appear in commercials. You have the talent to be an artist, and you also have a certain amount of luck. Follow the path you are on now, and you will gain

An enviable achievement."

"Teacher Fujiwara." Inoue Mori looked at Kei Fujiwara with burning eyes, "When I have money, I will treat you to a more expensive dinner!"

Fujiwara Kei smiled: "Okay, I'll wait."

"By the way, Mr. Fujiwara." While eating, Inoue Mori asked again, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"He doesn't have a girlfriend, but he has a scandal." Arimamasai answered quickly, "With my sister."

Kei Fujiwara: "..."

"With Miss Guixiang?" Inoue Mori was a little surprised again.

"Huh? You don't know? It seems like you don't pay attention to gossip. That's not okay. Sometimes you have to pay attention to the important news in the industry. This is an industry trend. When an artist doesn't pay attention to gossip, it's like a taxi driver not paying attention to gas prices.

.”

There is actually some truth to what Arima Sai said... When I was chatting with Arima Katsura, she said one thing. She didn't pay much attention to industry gossip. But then when she participated in a variety show, she casually said

Talking about what happened when he was getting along with another actress in the industry, the face of a female artist on the same stage changed drastically.

Later I found out that the actress she was talking about had cheated on her husband, so she started to pay attention to this type of industry cutting-edge consulting.

From this point of view, Arima Masai's consciousness is indeed more complete than Arima Keixiang's.

"Is that so? Teacher Fujiwara and Miss Guixiang are dating." Inoue Mori asked again.

"Ahem, Sister Masai and I are just friends."

"More than friends, not enough lovers." Said Arimama said with a little thumb up.

Inoue Mori nodded again, seemingly thoughtful.

After eating, Kei Fujiwara took them to catch dolls again. Both Kei Fujiwara and Sai Arima came back empty-handed, but Mori Inoue showed off his power in front of the doll machine and caught dolls.

He had a whole bag of dolls. His usually pale face was flushed with joy.

After eating and playing, Kei Fujiwara drove them home.

Along the way, Arimamasai still talked to Inoue Mori from time to time, but Inoue Mori often ignored him, which made him a little aggrieved.

Fujiwara Kei sent Arima Masai to Arima's house, then turned around and drove to Inoue Morita's house.

When the car drove to the door of Inoue's house, Inoue Riho was already waiting at the door. Fujiwara Kei got out of the car. Inoue Riho bowed and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Fujiwara-sensei."

"It's okay." Kei Fujiwara opened the car door, only to find that Mori had fallen asleep again.

"Morimata, wake up." Riho Inoue said, gently patting Morimata's face.

But Morita was sleeping soundly and couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed. Riho tried to hug her. Morita was very light, but Riho was also very thin, so it was very difficult to hold her.

Kei Fujiwara simply took Morimata directly from Riho and said, "Let me do it."

"Sorry for your trouble."

When Kei Fujiwara picked up Moritata, Moritata subconsciously put his arm around Kei Fujiwara's neck. Kei Fujiwara looked down and saw that Moritata was sleeping peacefully and well-behaved, like a little baby. The moonlight shrouded his eyelashes.

She trembled, her moist lips glowing with light.

After entering the room, Fujiwara Kei put Mori on the tatami again, and she immediately fell asleep on her side.

After Kei Fujiwara put her down, he was about to leave, but Mori turned around, suddenly hugged Kei Fujiwara's calf, and murmured: "Dad, don't leave..."

"Oh, Morimata..." Riho felt a little embarrassed and quickly went to break off Moritata's hand, but Morimata's arms suddenly became like two iron hooks, tightly hooking Fujiwara Kei's legs.

"Fujiwara-sensei, please don't be offended," Riho said.

"It doesn't matter, you can just sit for a while." Fujiwara Kei also sat down and gently touched Sen's smooth face.

"This child misses her father." Riho looked at Morimata with a hint of affection in her eyes.

Kei Fujiwara knew that Morimata's father had passed away, but the specific circumstances were not clear.

"When did your husband..."

"Four years ago." Riho got a drink from the refrigerator for Kei Fujiwara, "I'm going to give you tea at night because I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep. Just drink some corn juice. I made it myself."

"Thank you."

"My husband was originally the president of a small club, doing some small export business. But four years ago, due to changes in the international situation, the business became difficult. I could have successfully transformed after a while, but this time

At that time, the bank forced us to repay the loan, which resulted in the company being bankrupt and liquidated."

The bank borrows umbrellas on sunny days and takes them away on rainy days. This is not a slander against the banking industry in "Naoki Hansawa", but a common feeling among Japanese private entrepreneurs in this era. When your company is at its peak, a bunch of salesmen are like flies.

They usually harass you day and night, wishing they could break their waist in two, and use both soft and hard tactics to make you borrow their money.

However, as long as there is a little bit of trouble in the business, they will straighten their backs instantly and forcefully demand that you pay back the money.

In the eyes of many Japanese, bankers are more hateful than the mafia.

"After my husband went bankrupt, he suffered from severe depression. After staying in bed for three months...he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."

In the 1990s, countless Japanese committed suicide due to bankruptcy, and even "suicide" became one of the cultural phenomena in Japanese society. Some famous scenic spots even appeared because so many people committed suicide here.

The most famous one, for example, is the Aokigahara Sea of ​​Trees under Mount Fuji, which is the famous Suicide Forest.

There is no love like Eason Chan's song at the foot of Mount Fuji, there are only bones.

Hearing this, Kei Fujiwara couldn't help but sigh a little. He picked up the juice and took a sip. When he looked up, he noticed many paintings on the wall.

Most of them are comics, with different painting styles, and some are even colored. Because the director wants to draw separate shots, Kei Fujiwara still has some skills in art, and he can tell at a glance that the skills contained in several paintings are quite good.

Especially a girl throwing stick

In the cartoon of Qiu, the movements of the characters are drawn extremely smoothly. Although it is just a static picture, the dynamic effect can be seen at first glance.

"Ms. Inoue, did you draw these?" Kei Fujiwara asked, "The drawings are really good."

"No, how can I know these things?" Riho said with a smile, "These are Morimata's works. This child has always liked painting."

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