Chuo District, Ginza, tonight is extraordinary. The news that the second person in Hard Gold Group, Kazuya Takahashi, came to Ginza at 10 o'clock in the evening, spread like wildfire.

A big man like the other party naturally does not need to make any reservations. Whoever can get it from the store will belong to whom.

The customer not only can bring extremely considerable consumption, but also can greatly increase its popularity in the industry.

The nights in Ginza are even more exciting than during the day. In such a night world where lights and wine are bright, rich, rich, and exudes various human desires, there is a competition of social status, power and money.

The consumption here can be up and not topped off. A person simply chats in a high-end club, and the consumption starts at least 50,000 yen.

If you think it is expensive, there is a cheap place to go, which is a Kabukicho street in Shinjuku. The high-end club in Ginza in Tokyo is more like a brothel in Chinese feudal society, or a small class of Qingyin.

The female public relations there may not necessarily sell themselves, sleep with them, and act as beds. They will use their own advantages to capture the hearts of customers. The body is also one of the means.

If you think about getting a Ginza female public relations into bed after a few times, it would be too naive for a man who has such an idea.

What kind of men do you have ever seen in female public relations? What they are best at dealing with all kinds of men. Not everyone knows the profoundness of learning in nightclubs.

I have been to a club several times in a row and asked a female public relations team to make it possible to make the other party come out to eat. It is still a thousand miles away from getting the other party to bed.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the evening. Some high-end club mothers Sang personally walked out of their own store. They each brought two, and the three most capable female public relations shops were heading towards the street corner.

Once they met, although they were smiling at each other and maintaining the politeness they should have, their steps were significantly accelerated and they emitted a strong smell of gunpowder.

In a short while, there were 1,20 women with exquisite makeup and beautiful dresses gathered at the intersection of the street. There was no greeting between them, and their eyes looked towards the entrance of the street.

These women who came to see each other for the reception were all high-end clubs that Takahashi Kazuya had visited. If there were people who had never visited the high-end clubs that he had visited, it would be a violation of the established rules in Ginza. After all, soliciting customers can only attract customers at the door of their own store.

Whether it is Ginza female public relations or regular customers who often come here, once you see a bunch of beautiful women gathering on a certain street, you will know that if there is no serious dispute, the guests will come.

If the level of the guests is not enough, no one will even come downstairs to welcome him. At most, one will be finished, and someone will send him downstairs and one will bow to say goodbye.

A black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan was from far to near, and when he saw a group of beautiful women standing at the intersection, he slowed down his speed tactfully and parked his car on the side of the street.

As soon as the driving door was opened, the driver quickly went to the back seat of the car on the right and opened the door. Takahashi Kazuhiro walked out of the back seat without any haste.

As soon as he stood still, more than a dozen women had a tacit understanding, with their hands stacked on their lower abdomen, and a ninety-degree bow towards him.

Kazuya Takahashi smiled slightly and said, "You are so troubled that I am very troubled. Tonight, if I choose to go to Mizukawa's mother's store, your other mothers will be unhappy. Similarly, if I go to Kojima's mother's store, the rest of the mothers will be unhappy."

"I'll make your choice for you, then go to my store." Fujie Nao stepped out of the back and said.

Since the major incident, Takahashi Kazuya has never been to Fujie Nao's shop again. The people he chose to support were Masaki Niangmi Sakai Rie and her children.

Just tonight, he never expected that the other party would appear here on his own initiative. He suddenly felt like he was in a dilemma.

"Why, don't you give me a face?" Fujie Nao saw that the other party didn't say anything, so he pressed step by step.

"I'll just go to your place." Takahashi Kazuya was forced to say.

As soon as he finished speaking, he faced other mothers and moms and said, "Tonight, I will come to every shop among you."

In an instant, everyone showed a superficial harmony. They were all thinking in their hearts that as long as the other party entered their own shop, they would try every means to tightly trap it. Even if it was not easy, they had to take the initiative and actively strive for it.

Fujie Nao turned sideways, drew a curve with his right hand and said, "Takahashi, please go here."

Kazuya Takahashi bit the bullet and had to take the steps again and walk in the direction she pointed. After entering the firefly shop, he immediately received the highest standard reception.

The beautiful female public relations members who exuded the intoxicating perfume smell on their bodies on both sides were neatly bowing to him at a 90-degree angle.

Who told them to see Nao Fujie tightly accompanying him next to him? On ordinary guests, there will be only a 45-degree bow at most.

This is a member-based high-level club, and it is not welcomed by passing individual customers. Those who can enter the store will naturally have a certain reputation, identity and status in the financial, political and cultural circles... not only have a certain reputation, identity and status, but also have essential wealth and power.

Kazuya Takahashi also sat on the seat specially prepared for the executives of the Hard Gold Group, which was like a needle and needle. To be fair, I really don’t want to have too much connection with Nao Fujie.

It’s not that he didn’t know that not only Rie Sakai hated her very much, but she had already fallen out of favor with her childhood friend.

"Just forget about the wine. I have to drink a lot later. I will pay you a million yen fee first!" Takahashi Kazuya also took the initiative to give her money, and without any other intentions, he just wanted to spend money to eliminate disasters.

Nao Fujie sat sideways beside Kazuya Takahashi and said, "I'm asking you to come to my shop, it's not for your money. If you can listen carefully to me and finish what I say, I'll give you one million yen."

Kazuya Takahashi knew when she heard her words that there was absolutely nothing good. From the bottom of his heart, he really didn't want to listen to what she was going to say.
Chapter completed!