Japanese big things

"I admit that what you said does make some sense. It is undeniable that to a certain extent, you can be considered successful. But..."

Just when Nakamura Masahiro thought that his defense was recognized by the old man in front of him, and he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the old man suddenly changed his voice, and the critical words came like a storm, catching Nakamura Masahiro off guard.
"If you are so complacent, you will be so disappointing. As a descendant of the Fukuda family, how can you set your goals so low?"

"I know President Fukuda's character very well. If he knows that your ideas are so mediocre, he will definitely be very disappointed."

"I don't know what your inner thoughts are, but I know very well that your so-called success is actually not worth mentioning in our eyes."

"You have to know that in the upper class society, the entertainment circle is actually not on the stage. You want to be recognized by everyone, unless you can become a big thing in the industry."

"So, Nakamura Masahiro-san, can you tell me, do you think you can become something big?"

The barrage of words finally ended, and Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. With the old man's critical attitude just now, I don't know how big of a mistake Nakamura Masahiro thought he had made?

Reaching out to carefully wipe away the non-existent sweat, Nakamura Masahiro quietly glanced at his mother Fukuda Mizuki. A look of astonishment appeared on her face, and she obviously did not expect that the old man would come to Nakamura Masahiro.

A sermon.

"Hey, I have that confidence."

After collecting his thoughts, Nakamura Masahiro responded solemnly. The confident voice was so resounding, as if he had a winning ticket, that the old man couldn't help but be stunned.

"Do you have that confidence?"

A playful smile appeared on the old man's face. He looked at Masahiro Nakamura seriously, as if he was studying antiques with concentration, as if he wanted to get to know Masahiro Nakamura again.

Mother Fukuda Mizuki on the side also looked at Nakamura Masahiro in surprise. Based on her understanding of Nakamura Masahiro, even if Nakamura Masahiro has a calm personality, he would not show it so obviously.

"Come on, tell me where your confidence lies?"

After glancing at Fukuda Mizuki next to him and confirming that she had not given any hint to Nakamura Masahiro, the old man looked at the young man in front of him with interest and said in a considerate tone: "You can't just talk without any basis and let me

Do others believe you?"

Nakamura Masahiro was at a loss for words for a while. To prove ordinary things, you only need to have physical evidence and related things. But for things like confidence, it is much harder to clearly prove.

"Can't you tell me?"

Looking at the speechless Nakamura Masahiro with a smile, the old man looked like he had expected it. Whether it is in the entertainment industry or other fields, there are many people who want to become big names in the industry, but how many can achieve it?

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It’s okay to just give lip service, and anyone can do this. But if you can’t provide real evidence, then everything is just a cloud, and there is no trust at all.

"Boy, you still have a long way to go."

Smiling at Masahiro Nakamura, the old man seemed to be proud of himself. He nodded to Mizuki Fukuda on the side, and then walked away.

His eyes followed the old man's leaving figure for a while, and Nakamura Masahiro withdrew his gaze somewhat belatedly. He turned to look at his mother, Mizuki Fukuda, beside him, with a confused look on his face.

Looking at the old man's appearance, it seems that his impression of Nakamura Masahiro should be okay. But in terms of Nakamura Masahiro's performance just now, it seems that he is a little less interesting.

"Let nature take its course."

Her mother, Mizuki Fukuda, didn’t know what to say, so she could only comfort Nakamura Masahiro casually. Although she knew the vice president of Nippon Paint well, she wasn’t sure whether he was attracted to Nakamura Masahiro.

Moreover, according to the meaning of the old man's words just now, he specifically mentioned his father, President Fukuda. Is it possible that his father, President Fukuda, also pays attention to Nakamura Masahiro?

Probably because the time was up, there was a sudden change in the hall. Guests scattered in every corner were seen gathering in the center.

The old man surrounded by people in the middle of the crowd was the one who just preached to Masahiro Nakamura. He raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured to the crowd, and then spoke with a red face.

Because Masahiro Nakamura and his mother Mizuki Fukuda were standing on the outer edge of the crowd, they could not hear the old man's speech clearly. However, in this kind of situation, the opening remarks are usually polite.

After a while, a well-dressed girl came and stood next to the old man. Judging from her appearance, she was not pretty, but the temperament she exuded made people feel very comfortable.

"She is the granddaughter of Vice President Mingjing. I have met her many times. She is a nice girl."

Seeing the girl next to the old man bowing politely to everyone, her mother Mizuki Fukuda introduced her to Masahiro Nakamura: "Not only does she have a good personality, but she also has excellent learning ability."

Obviously, the mother, Mizuki Fukuda, is very satisfied with the impression of this girl and knows more about her, as if she is treating her daughter-in-law.

Nakamura Masahiro opened his mouth, wanting to express his opinion. But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized that he didn't know what to say?

Do you agree with your mother Mizuki Fukuda's opinion and praise the girl's excellence? Or do you blame yourself and express that you have disappointed your mother Mizuki Fukuda and may not be favored by the other person's family?

After a while, a burst of warm applause broke out. The crowd that had gathered then began to disperse in twos and threes, and each returned to their own circle.

"Masahiro, let's go."

Looking at the guests in the hall, her mother Mizuki Fukuda turned her attention to Nakamura Masahiro again. The look on her face was a little hesitant. After a brief hesitation, she greeted Nakamura Masahiro: "I will take you to get to know him.

, your elders."

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Uh, elder? Is it my mother's side of the family? I've never seen it before, and I haven't heard my mother mention it much.

Many thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind, and Nakamura Masahiro followed the footsteps calmly, following his mother Mizuki Fukuda as she walked back and forth among the crowd in the hall, and finally came to several silver-haired elderly people.

"Little Ruixi is here?"

"Wow, Mizuki-chan?"

It can be seen that several elderly people are very familiar with their mother Mizuki Fukuda, even to the extent of intimacy. This can be felt from the names they call their mother Mizuki Fukuda.

"Uncle Arai, Uncle Saito, Uncle Ochi, Uncle Rei."

Mother Mizuki Fukuda's face is full of smiles, and her greeting gesture is very respectful. Also, although she is doted on by several elderly people, in formal occasions, necessary etiquette is still required.

"He is my child Masahiro Nakamura."

While introducing Masahiro Nakamura, his mother Mizuki Fukuda pulled him in front of several elderly people, and then introduced the identities of the elderly people in front of Nakamura Masahiro one by one.

"Masahiro, this is your grandfather Saito, he is the vice president of the Mainichi News Agency."

"This is your Grandpa Ling, he is a member of the House of Representatives."

"This is Grandpa Yuezhi. He works in the Ministry of Finance."

"The last one, he is Grandpa Arai, a professor at the University of Tokyo."

Good guys, these old people in front of me all look kind-hearted and energetic, and there doesn't seem to be anything special about them.

Unexpectedly, with the introduction from their mother, Mizuki Fukuda, it turned out that each of them had such an unusual identity, and the label of the superior suddenly became eye-catching.

"Grandpa Arai, Grandpa Ling, Grandpa Saito, Grandpa Ochi."

After bowing respectfully to the elderly people, Nakamura Masahiro greeted him very cautiously: "This is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"Nakamura Masahiro-san? He is indeed Mizuki's child. He is indeed a talented person."

"This kid looks very handsome, somewhat similar to Ruixi when he was a child."

"This time I finally saw a real person. This kid looks good."

Several old people looked at Nakamura Masahiro carefully while talking in low voices. Obviously, they had known about Nakamura Masahiro's existence for a long time, but they had never seen him in person.

"Ruixi, when do you plan to take this child to meet his grandfather?"

Suddenly, an old man named Saito asked his mother Mizuki Fukuda. The other three old men immediately stopped talking and looked over.

"I don't know about this either."

With a forced smile on her face, her mother, Rui Fukuda, hesitated and replied: "As you know, just because of my marriage to Masahiro's father, my father has never treated me well."
Probably because she opened her mouth, her mother Mizuki Fukuda felt relieved, her expression became more relaxed, and her speech gradually became more fluent.

"Now that I'm divorced, although my father didn't say anything, I know that he is still quite angry."

"Well, when I first introduced you to Fuchang, it was because of his talent and down-to-earth character."

The old man named Arai glanced at Masahiro Nakamura, then looked at Mizuki Fukuda, and suddenly sighed, and said with a melancholy tone: "I thought you could go on well, but I didn't expect that it would turn out like this in the end.

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"Ruixi, I think you should find an opportunity to mention it."

Grandpa Ochi, who works in the Ministry of Finance, suddenly spoke up. He made some suggestions: "Your father Fukuda has a stubborn character, and he may not be able to lose face. Although Masahiro's surname is Nakamura, he is still his grandson after all."

"That's right. If you take that girl Meihui back, he will like it very much."

Grandpa Ling also began to express his position at this time. He agreed with his face and said: "Just because he is angry with you, it does not mean that he will also be angry with the next generation."