In the early morning, Tao Zhiming was woken up.

It is already November, and the weather in Kyoto is getting colder, but it is also the best time in Kyoto.

The red leaves in Kyoto are recognized as the best in neon lights. The courtyard used to receive Tao Zhiming's stay has layers of red dye on the inside and outside of the walls. After the wooden door of the living room is pushed open, you will see a first-class scenery.

When the cherry blossoms were in bloom, Neon took out emergency economic measures, officially igniting the Neon bubble era.

When the red leaves were shining, Tao Zhiming discussed with them a plan for the next three years. The plan was equally dazzling, but after that, it would be the harsh winter.

Nagumo Chiyo stood in front of him, arranging his clothes.

"Sir Dalang, does the prince of Ouilt also wear a turban to communicate with you about the art of swordsmanship?"

Tao Zhiming laughed dumbly: "How do I know? Who cares?"

"Will it be shown on TV tonight?"

"How do I know? Never mind."

"Master Dalang, then you must win!"

Tao Zhiming pinched her face: "It's not a competition, it's just a etiquette."

Nagumo Chiyo smiled mischievously: "I will cheer you on at home!"

She clenched her little fist and waved it, and Tao Zhiming looked amused.

Never mind the harsh winter of the neon economy.

Don't worry about those people's plans.

Of course Tao Zhiming must win, and he will definitely win.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs car was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. Tao Zhiming was wearing a neon samurai uniform to reflect traditional customs. The Ueda family crest was embroidered on the black haori. The inside of the haori was in accordance with the rules of the aristocracy.

The formal dress hangs straight, and the lower body is a horse hakama with five creases.

As soon as he saw Tao Zhiming's heroic appearance, an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs responsible for liaison with him praised: "As expected of President Tao! This outfit shows off your style so well!"

"I hope it conforms to the reception etiquette." Tao Zhiming smiled perfunctorily.

It doesn't matter what you're wearing.

As long as I'm handsome, it's okay, as long as I understand it in my heart.

Seeing Tao Zhiming with this appearance in front of him, Masayu Ueda was in a daze for a moment.

When his son became an adult, he also dressed up in such a formal manner and said he would not insult Ueda. How did he know at that time what Kenta's calculations were like?

Now, Kenta is no longer here, but Tao Zhiming has allowed the Ueda family to reopen the dojo and receive important guests from other countries.

Haruko Ueda saw her husband and him sitting opposite each other in samurai uniforms. This scene also made her eyes moisten.

It's a pity that Shana's child is already in her sixth month of pregnancy, so it's not appropriate to run around too much. Otherwise, how nice would it be to sit here as a family?

In the dojo, security personnel and ceremonial personnel from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were busy.

"Master, are you really going to show swordsmanship with a real sword later?"

Masahiro Ueda said calmly: "Just follow the arrangements of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Should I not use it? I will be embarrassed. If I can't cut down the bamboo, it will be a joke."

"...I didn't ask you to perform too. Didn't you see the process arrangement?"

Tao Zhiming chuckled and said, "I'm worried that Prince Hasar also wants to see me show off my skills."

Masahiro Ueda glanced at him who was joking, and said calmly: "The Crown Prince, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Director Hashimoto, wait a minute, there will be so many people here, don't be so joking."

"Isn't this relaxing now..."

"How was your talk last night?"

Tao Zhiming talked about these things with him.

Ueda Masahiro, who already knows that Tao Zhiming's current net worth is much higher than others imagined, no longer worries that he will be cheated by others.

In late October, at a time when the political arena was in turmoil and the stock market was experiencing sudden fluctuations, he was able to make so much money while most others were losing money. Masahiro Ueda was already a little numb.

God knows why he always seizes opportunities.

After chatting for a while, there was nothing to talk about, and Tao Zhiming yawned.

Seeing that he looked like he hadn't slept well, Masahiro Ueda just said calmly but slightly helplessly: "Don't rely on your youth to not have a good rest..."

Tao Zhiming knew what he was referring to, so he just smiled.

At nearly 10:30, someone finally came over and informed: "The convoy has left the imperial palace and is heading this way. It will be here soon."

"Let's go to the door to greet him together."

Masahiro Ueda and Tao Zhiming stood up together and arrived at the door of the dojo.

This dojo is located in a small town near Sanzenyin in the northeast of Kyoto, built against the mountains.

At this moment, the mountains on both sides are dotted with red leaves everywhere.

After standing quietly at the door for a while, police motorcycles drove down the road in the distance, and a long black motorcade drove steadily over.

Masahiro Ueda straightened his clothes and stood in front together with officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Tao Zhiming was thinking about how Prince Hasar would talk to him later.

The motorcade stopped at the entrance of the dojo and saw that the surrounding area was already on alert. Of course, there were still many residents here watching on the street or in front of their houses.

Kyoto has residents who are most particular about respectability and etiquette in the entire city, and the scene is not chaotic at all.

Tao Zhiming soon saw the newly appointed Minister of Foreign Affairs Uno Munue, and Taro Hashimoto, whom he had met before, getting out of the car.

At this time, a bodyguard also opened the door of an extended car.

Then, Crown Prince Hitomi, who was wearing a suit, got out of the car with another man with a thicker beard, a red headscarf and sunglasses.

They were accompanied by translators.

Tao Zhiming listened as they introduced the neon samurai culture and mentioned the history of the Ueda family as they walked over.

"Prince Hasar, this is the head of the Ueda family, Masahiro Ueda." It was Hitoshi who introduced him personally.

Ueda Masahiro was meticulous in his greetings, greetings, and expressions of honor.

Then, everyone's eyes turned to Tao Zhiming.

It was Prince Hasal who spoke first, speaking in English: "Mr. Tao, I know you!"

"...I really don't know whether to thank Forbes or hate Forbes. Prince Hasar, nice to meet you."

Prince Hasar laughed and looked into his eyes, with curiosity and exploration in his eyes: "I am quite grateful, at least I got to know Mr. Tao."

In front of so many people, the two tacitly believed that they only crossed paths because of the Forbes magazine report.

Ueda Masahiro, Tao Chimei, Jinmei, Hashimoto Taro, Uno Soue and others met Rei one by one, and the group walked to the dojo.

At this time, it was Ueda Masahiro who introduced the furnishings and history of this dojo, while Tao Zhiming just stayed by quietly.

The dojo is not very big, so while walking slowly, everything that needs to be introduced is covered.

Next, the important guests were all arranged in the largest practice hall of the dojo.

The seats had already been arranged. In the front row, Hitomi and Prince Hasal were sitting in the middle. Soue Uno and Taro Hashimoto were beside Hitoshi. And next to Prince Hasal, two people from Europe were sitting.

The people of Erte.

Tao Zhiming saw Tian Zhengyu nodded, and walked to the side of the hall to get the knife for performance.

"Prince Hasar, please watch the kendo performance of the head of the Ueda family."

"It seems that ninjas and samurai are not the same." Prince Hasar asked with interest.

"...Of course, there are slight differences."

With the help of an interpreter sitting behind them, the two heirs from different royal families were talking.

The distance between the performance location and the seat is neither close nor far.

There were three screens placed behind Masahiro Ueda, and a low table in front of him.

After Tao Zhiming handed the knife to him with both hands, he placed the knife on the ground beside him and bent down first: "I'm sorry."

"Looking like this... I seem to remember, is it called drawing a sword to cut?"

"Prince Hasar is well-informed... In kendo, sword drawing is a type of Iaido." Taro Hashimoto explained that as a fifth-dan kendo person, there was a reason why he appeared here.

Prince Hasar smiled and saw Ueda Masayu closing his eyes and starting to adjust his breathing. He turned away and looked at Tao Zhiming who was standing on the side.

Sensing his eyes, Tao Zhiming smiled at him and nodded slightly.

To be honest, he was quite unwilling to act as an actor on such an occasion, not to mention that he would have to "spar" with Tian Zhengyu later.

With Tao Zhiming's current status, if he really doesn't want to, no one else can force him.

However, the newly appointed Takegami relayed the news personally, which was of great significance to Masahiro Ueda. In addition, since there was a reason for the log transaction behind it, let's go through this scene.

Now, he was quite curious about what opportunity Prince Hassar would look for later and what he could talk to him about.

To show respect from Neon, Prince Harsar had already met Takegami in Tokyo yesterday, and now he is accompanied by Hitomi, the Foreign Minister and Taro Hashimoto. It would be hard for him to leave these people aside.

What's more, of the three people now, one will take over the post of Heisei in more than a year, one will temporarily shoulder the position of Prime Minister after stepping out of the bamboo, and the other will also be the Prime Minister in a few years. These are not simple.

Role.

Of all the people present, Taro Hashimoto was the one who looked at it the most seriously.

And when Ueda Masahiro suddenly drew his sword and instantly cut off a length of bamboo tube placed on the low table diagonally from bottom to top, only the lower half was seen shaking, while the upper half had fallen off, making a dull sound on the floor.

With the sound of rolling, Iai's art was still expressed by Masahiro Ueda.

Prince Hasar was very considerate and nodded in praise with a smile.

Next, a long bamboo tube as tall as a person was made, and Masahiro Ueda showed his stronger strength. After drawing the sword, he cut it diagonally twice from bottom to top, and then chopped it again from top to bottom. Before the chopped bamboo tube fell to the ground,

, he actually used the knife three times in this short period of time, and three bamboo tubes rolled around on the ground.

"As expected of Ueda-sama!" Taro Hashimoto admired sincerely.

Tao Zhiming also opened his eyes, and then he felt that he was too great for not being hacked to death for his actions that caused Xina's harm.

He didn't realize it at all. Seeing that Masahiro Ueda was almost done with the chop, he bowed and left first, changing into protective gear for sparring later.

When he came back, he already had a head protector and two bamboo knives in his hands, and the place had been cleared.

Seeing him hand a bamboo sword to Masahiro Ueda, Prince Hasal asked curiously: "Mr. Tao, why are you the only one who needs to wear this costume? If I remember correctly, both of them need to dress like this in the kendo competition, right?"

Tao Zhiming said helplessly: "Prince Hasar, I am not afraid of your laughter. This is the normal practice for my father and I to practice. When my father needs to wear protective gear, it means that I have really started. You said that you want to tell me

I learned kendo, but now I should regret it. Let me show my shame and see what it means to be abused one-sidedly. Of course, this way the scene will be more beautiful. After all, everyone can only see me attacking crazily, but I can't even hit a single hit.

Father."

After saying that, he put on the protective gear to protect his head, and the voice continued to come from inside: "That's good, everyone can't see my embarrassed face."

For a moment, some friendly laughter sounded in the room, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Prince Hasar said with a smile in his eyes: "Mr. Tao is such a humorous person, I will definitely be very happy chatting with you."

The corners of Tao Zhiming's lips raised in protective gear: "If Prince Hasar is willing, I am happy to chat with you. I am confident that I know some interesting things in the world."

After setting the stage, the serious sparring begins.

As Tao Zhiming said, if it is two real swordsman masters competing, the scene is generally not interesting. At the moment of confrontation, the moves used will not be gorgeous, pursuing scoring and pursuing effective killing.

Now, although Tao Zhiming is not too weak, he is still at an amateur level after all, while Masahiro Ueda is a real master in this way.

The scene where Tao Zhiming tried every means to attack but was defeated suddenly became much more lively and actually looked better.

As Tao Zhiming said, he was abused one-sidedly.

Taro Hashimoto said to Prince Hasal with emotion: "Prince Hasal, Mr. Tao and Mr. Ueda are not performing for you. With my fifth-level kendo vision, they are practicing seriously. Mr. Tao

Daily practice must be like this."

"Oh? Does Mr. Tao often practice this kind of practice?"

"Of course. With the footwork, swordsmanship, and strength he has developed now, he can already deal with at least three ordinary people holding cold weapons by himself."

Prince Hasar nodded and sighed: "You can imagine the glory of the warriors back then, but it is a pity that now is the era of hot weapons."

These words also reached Tao Zhiming's ears. His heart moved and he attacked again with "ha".

After attacking for three more rounds, he stepped back and bowed, took off the protective gear on his head and said, "It will be boring to watch anymore. We can't practice for as long as usual."

Prince Hasar looked at Tao Zhiming, whose hair was already wet with sweat, and asked: "With the intensity of this exercise, does Mr. Tao usually have to continue it for longer each time?"

Tao Zhiming wiped his sweat and grinned: "At least four times the time. Fortunately, I always have an excuse to be busy making money. Once such an excuse is said, my father can no longer continue to abuse me.

"

Seeing them laughing again, Tao Zhiming bowed and said, "Sorry, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes first."

Prince Hassal looked at Ueda Masahiro who was about to leave, and then said to Hitomi, Uno Soue, and Hashimoto Taro: "Mr. Tao bought a yacht company and ordered such a good super yacht. He must also be a fun-loving person."

It must have taken a lot of time for a person to be able to practice kendo to this level. It is really curious that he still has time to create so much wealth in a short period of time."

Renming smiled and nodded: "Tao Jun's rise is like a mystery, and many people are curious about it."

Prince Hassar smiled, of course it was because of some special support.

He continued to listen to what they knew about Tao Zhiming from the mouths of these neon people, and he became even more curious.

If Tao Zhiming had always grown up in Neon, and his rise had only occurred in the past two years, then how could he have gained the trust of the people of Xia when he was just an ordinary person?

When Tao Zhiming and Ueda Masahiro put on their usual clothes and came out, Prince Hasar asked: "Mr. Tao, I originally admired your heroic appearance on the cover, but seeing you beaten so badly today, I'm really disappointed.

I'm surprised."

Tao Zhiming said seriously: "If you just pose and show a special momentum, Prince Hasal can learn it in ten minutes!"

Prince Hasar was stunned, and then laughed: "I'd better talk to Mr. Tao about yachts. Mr. Tao, were you tired just now? Is there a place to sit for a while? I also want to order one.

It’s a yacht like yours, but I have some very special private requirements. Can I ask you for advice alone?”

"Of course! To be honest, I came up with many of the designs for my yacht. I am now an expert on yachts."

Prince Hasar smiled and said to Renming and others on the side: "I don't care about economic and trade matters. Let's just stay here and exchange opinions before lunch."

He said it matter of course, and Neon saw that he and Tao Zhiming were already speaking English very affectionately and walking out. Facing the officials of the Ouilt delegation, Uno Souyo and others soon accompanied them in twos and threes.

Let’s chat.

Among so many people, it seemed that no one was paying attention to him for a while. He was a mascot after all, and the other prince who said he didn't care about economic and trade matters, his family actually held real power.

One is the crown prince and the other is just a prince, but that prince is much more relaxed and free.

Masahiro Ueda walked over and said, "Your Highness, please go to the tea room and have a rest."

Renming smiled: "Excuse me, Ueda-kun."

In a nearby room, Tao Zhiming and Prince Hasar sat down together, and they exchanged glances.

Then, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"Prince Hasal also wants to build a private yacht?"

"It's not just me. Mr. Tao, I wonder if you are interested in providing comprehensive yacht services for our royal family? From our royal family's exclusive yacht to daily maintenance, as well as outing services as needed?"

Tao Zhiming looked a little embarrassed: "I have indeed established such a company, but the home port currently only plans to build one in Tokyo and one in Hong Kong..."

"It takes time to build a yacht. Besides, Mr. Tao should rent special yacht berths in many ports around the world in the future, right? The royal family only needs to have a yacht available and someone to provide services when they go there for fun."

"Of course there is no problem." Tao Zhiming nodded, and then asked with interest, "Prince Hasal just said that the royal family also wants to order a super yacht? I happened to acquire a yacht company and invested in one."

"After seeing the yacht you designed, I felt that it would be the best if I left it to you to design it!"

"Thank you, Prince Hassar. I'm sure, but I don't know...how much is the royal family's budget?"

Prince Hassar smiled meaningfully: "320 million yuan, every year."

Tao Zhiming looked surprised at the big deal, his eyes lit up: "Please feel free to leave it to us, we will definitely provide the best yacht and the best service!"

"Then please make good preparations, Mr. Tao, and arrange to contact the royal family as soon as possible to communicate the design and plan. Mr. Tao, I also sincerely invite you to visit Ouiert."

“Thank you very much, I will arrange it as soon as possible!”

By the time they appeared together in front of everyone, they were already so close that they were like good friends. They were all talking about yachts, private jets, models, parties, etc., and there was a tacit smile on their lips that everyone knew.

A bearded Middle Eastern man wearing a headscarf and a young oriental face became so inexplicably friendly.

It's like no one in the world expected that these two families would reach such a big deal.

It seems that they are just like each other and they both love to play.
Chapter completed!