Masao Kishimoto had just gotten off work and he didn't go home.

Seeing that it was still early, I went to Ueno Park.

Although it is not the season for cherry blossoms to bloom, there are many tourists.

It is winter now, and in a few days it will be the Chinese New Year. There are quite a lot of Chinese tourists.

The weather was very cold. He was wearing a suit and leather suit, carrying a briefcase, and was sitting alone on the promenade of the park.

My heart is colder than the weather.

His company is about to go bankrupt.

In 1965, the gross national product was US$8.8 billion, ranking fifth after the United States, West Germany, the United Kingdom, and France.

In this economic situation, can his studio go bankrupt?

Because his books could not be sold, there was no market, and he supported several painters.

In Japan today, the comics market is not yet mature, and the period of rapid development of comics began in 1971.

This is the dark age before dawn.

His salary will be paid tomorrow, and he doesn't have a penny now.

Euka and the others appeared in Ueno Park.

Surrounded by Shenghe people.

In a foreign country, safety comes first.

He is not afraid, there are two women here.

"There are no cherry blossoms in Ganghwa, so why are there so many people there?"

"This is a big tourist destination. Even if there are no cherry blossoms, there are still many things to do. And the people here are rich. It's time to enjoy life."

"Have the Yamaguchi-gumi arrived?"

"Boss and the others are right in front." They are regular businessmen here, and those who should be called boss should be called boss.

"These people are really weird. We met in Ueno Park."

Sure enough, when they turned a corner, Jianghua and the others saw dozens of people waiting for them.

This is to overwhelm their momentum, Shenghe.

"Hello, Jiang Sang."

"Hello Mr. Jota."

They sat down on a park bench and started talking.

The two gangs cleared out all the tourists around them, that's all.

Masao Kishimoto was also asked to leave the bench.

He glanced at the people around him and was startled.

Are the gangs negotiating?

He looked secretly from a distance.

"Mr. Touta, we are here to do business this time."

"Oh! Jiang Sang wants to sell flour here?"

"No, no, no, we do regular business and open convenience stores."

When he heard that Jianghua was opening a convenience store, he immediately lost interest.

In today's island country, everything can be done to make money, but convenience stores are the slowest in making money.

"Jiang Sang, to be honest, it's too slow to make money by opening a store."

This is looking down upon those who open stores. Walmart also owns stores, and it is one of the Fortune 500.

"Mr. Touta, we are not here to do business with you. We only open supermarkets and convenience stores."

Touta thought they came here to do big business with the Yamaguchi-gumi.

One of the three major associations in Xiangjiang, its structure is a bit small.

"Jiang Sang, I wish you a prosperous business. You can open a store here with peace of mind, as long as it does not violate the laws of the island country. Our Yamaguchi group will never cause trouble, but we hope for the same treatment when we go to Xiangjiang."

Jiang Hua was overjoyed: "Mr. Tiaotian, we don't have the final say over Xiangjiang, but I guarantee that we, Shenghe, will not take the initiative to cause trouble."

The two of them settled the matter just like that.

"Dad, have you finished talking? It's so boring. Come play with me."

A little girl ran up to Joda. No wonder he made an appointment to Ueno Park. It turned out to be to accompany his daughter.

"Mr. Touta, I won't interrupt you."

Most areas of the island country have been completed, let’s open them first.

The Sumiyoshi Society and the Inagawa Society also took the time to visit.

It's a rare visit to Ueno Park, and Ganghua and the others are also planning to visit it.

One person broke through the siege of Shenghe's people and rushed to Jiang Hua.

Shouted in Japanese: "Sir, please look at my book, which was published by my studio."

The man in Shenghe scolded:

"What are you doing? You are looking for death."

He was being escorted by two men, with a comic book in his hand.

"Oh!" Jiang Hua showed interest.

"Bring it here and let me take a look." Jiang Hua waved his hand to let him go.

The man handed the book to Jiang Hua respectfully.

To be honest, this comic was very poor. Jiang Hua read a few pages and then put it down.

People who were baptized by the golden three chapters of the Internet were not interested when they saw the beginning of this comic.

However, this style of painting already has the shadow of later generations.

"The story of your comic is not strong enough, and the protagonist is not pretentious enough. You know, the protagonist of the novel cannot be ordinary. He must be pretentious at the beginning. He can be a blind man wearing a black eyeband, or a bald man setting up a street vendor. In short, he must stand out from the crowd.

different."

When Masao Kishimoto heard this, his eyes lit up. Yes, the protagonists of his comics are ordinary people, unrecognizable.

He was just trying his luck to find Jiang Hua. After all, she had found many people here.

No one paid him any attention.

"Sir, please invest in my studio. The comics market is slowly expanding now. I believe it won't be long before the comics market will grow exponentially."

Jiang Hua looked him up and down:

"Why did you find me."

"Because sir is very powerful and can be on an equal footing with the Yamaguchi-gumi people."

"Aren't you afraid that I will sink you into the sea?"

Masao Kishimoto shook his head and said, "Sir, you won't argue with a little guy like me."

"Take me to your studio."

Masao Kishimoto hurriedly led the way, fearing that Jiang Hua would change his mind.

His studio is not far from the park, a separate two-story building, and they are downstairs.

As soon as we entered, the studio was not chaotic, and we could see that he was a thoughtful person.

There are three people with long hair painting.

"These are my painters. Their salary requirements are not high. With a small amount of money, they can buy our entire studio."

The three painters saw a stranger coming in.

He quickly stood up to say hello and asked about the current situation in their studio.

Kishimoto goes out every day to solicit investments.

Jiang Hua picked up the manuscript they drew.

"It's not bad, the painting style is very mature, but the story is not strong."

Several people looked at each other, they also knew that the story was too bad, otherwise they would not have done so poorly.

"How much does your studio need?"

"Boss, we only need 500,000 yen."

500,000 yen is equivalent to tens of thousands of yuan.
To be continued...