At the beginning, Morita Masanoge did not realize that things would become so big.
He originally wanted the core members of the Mitsui Department to get closer to Jobs and Xiao Qi, and a small banquet for about 20 people was enough.
The Japanese have very high requirements for banquets. The smaller the banquet, the higher the level it appears and the better the arrangements.
But for some reason, the news leaked out very quickly. Two smart electronics giants were just confirmed here, and the presidents and presidents of the country over there made calls one after another.
"Shengtian, why did you invite Xiao Qi and Steve Jobs to the banquet and not ask me to attend? Is my old man so behind the times? After all, your father and I are also friends. Don't you feel nostalgic for the past as soon as your father left?
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"Mr. Morita, our Fuji Group has a good relationship with your Mitsui Group, don't we? We assisted you in your deployment in Malaysia last time! It shouldn't be too much for us to ask for a quota for the banquet, right?"
"Please! Brother Morita, if you don't let me participate, the elders of the family will have strong objections to me!"
"..."
Basically, there was a series of phone calls, all of which were of different origins, and the phone rang so frequently that it almost made Morita Masanobu suffocate.
Not only the electronics industry, but also giants from the financial, manufacturing and transportation industries called and requested to participate in this event.
When he realized how many people he had agreed to attend, he almost fainted.
no way.
Now that everyone has agreed, he must never refuse. Morita Masanobu would definitely not dare to do anything that would offend someone to death.
Japan, like China, is a human society. Sometimes you can't feel the existence of human feelings. But sometimes you can clearly guide the power of human feelings.
For example, when his father Akio Morita took control of Sony, he bought Columbia Pictures in the United States, which caused the largest loss for a Japanese outsourcing company.
The gap of billions of dollars was about to bring Sony down. In the end, the old man only made seven or eight phone calls. Within half a day, billions of dollars were deposited into Sony's account, instantly resolving Sony's biggest crisis.
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So he could only change the reserved place, from a medium-sized hall to a large hall, and finally rented out the entire top floor of the Imperial Hotel as a banquet venue.
Starting from three or four o'clock in the afternoon, such a saying began to spread among the upper classes in Japan.
"Have you heard? The grandest banquet in recent years will be held tonight at the Imperial Hotel. Business leaders from all over Japan will attend, and many foreign financiers and embassy and consulate personnel will also attend... What? You
Not participating? Then you are not an important person! Then your club will not be ranked high in Japan!"
So at five o'clock in the evening, the several gates of the Imperial Hotel were surrounded by reporters who had heard the news. They had all kinds of guns and cannons, and they were all aimed at various roads.
However, there are so many people who like to be in the limelight and get off directly at the door of the hotel. Together with their wives and female companions, they enjoy the feeling of being shined by the spotlight.
But most of these people are foreigners. For example, the envoys from European and American embassies and consulates, the real top Japanese bosses, few are willing to be photographed like monkeys. Most of them drive directly into the underground garage, and then pass through the direct
Elevator to the top floor.
This is how Xiao Qi came with Matsuzawa Yuka. Yuka's car is a BMW. If it weren't for business discussions, she would rather drive her own Toyota car, which is fuel-efficient and easy to operate.
Basically, the quality of Japanese cars produced in Japan will be very good. They will never have so many quality problems as in China. Therefore, most ordinary people in Japan enjoy the benefits that belong to their own country.
Xiao Qi was thinking of China, which is the opposite of Japan. Products produced in the same factory are of higher quality than those sold domestically. This phenomenon cannot be said to be 100%, but at least 90% is the case. There is no reason why.
It's not simple, it's really worth thinking about.
As the dinner started approaching six o'clock, there were more and more cars. The hotel sent a special person to free up a large space for these wealthy and prominent people to park their cars. Matsuzawa Yuka's car was definitely an inconspicuous one.
, so when parking, a Maserati next to her overtook directly and got stuck in the parking space where Matsuzawa Yuka wanted to park.
"Ah~~"
Matsuzawa Yuxiang was startled, and Yuzu suddenly stepped on the brakes. Under the inertia, she and Xiao Qi suddenly fell forward. If they were not wearing seat belts, and if they were not fast, they would have been forced to do so.
Hit the steering wheel and center console.
The most hateful thing is that Maserati not only did not move out of the way, but kept honking its horn, which was particularly harsh in this underground garage.
To be honest, Xiao Qi was a little surprised.
Although Tokyo is the city least like a Japanese city, the basic quality is still there. Except for late at night, few people drive and honk their horns.
But not only did this guy almost cause a collision, he even honked the horn arrogantly to ask Kyoka to move the car. This was a bit too much.
Before Xiao Qi could say anything, the car window over there was pressed down, and a young man looked over and cursed: "Hey, don't you have eyes? Get out of my way quickly! You're delaying my business.
You can’t afford the compensation!”
Matsuzawa Yuxiang frowned and turned to move away, but Xiao Qi held her hand down.
The beautiful young woman has a very weak personality. She can't afford to have conflicts with others. A mere parking space is nothing. She can just tolerate it and get over it. Why cause more trouble?
Xiao Qi thought differently. How could he let a Japanese bully him?
After thinking about what to do, Xiao Qi gave Matsuzawa Yuxiang a warning and got out of the car.
"What? You seem dissatisfied?" The young man saw that they refused to let him go. When he looked at Xiao Qi, there was a trace of sarcasm on his lips, "Boy, look at the place! It says here is the temporary special parking space for the top-floor dinner. I thought I
If you drive a BMW, you can park it anywhere?”
When he came to his side, Xiao Qi raised his finger and said in English: "I'll give you two choices. First, move the car after apologizing; second, I'll beat you until you apologize and move the car."
Listening to English, the young man was stunned for a moment, then patted the steering wheel and laughed: "Hit me? Apologize? Hahaha..."
"Ren Xiang, don't talk to him anymore, let him go quickly!" A woman's voice came from the back seat, quite impatiently.
"Wait a minute!"
A middle-aged man's voice sounded at the same time, "Ren Xiang, drive away... don't conflict with him."
"Eh? Dad?" The young man turned around in shock and looked at the man in the back seat in the dark.
"Listen to me, hurry up! Don't waste time!" The man coughed lightly and stopped talking.
But he was obviously very authoritative. The young man's face was uncertain for a while, then he gave Xiao Qi a hard look and said in English: "fk! Just wait for me!"
As he said that, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove forward with a "swish" sound.
"It was solved so easily?" Matsuzawa Yuxiang was very surprised at Xiao Qi's efficiency.
Although she didn't open the window, she could still see the arrogance of the young man. She was worried about Xiao Qi at first, but she didn't expect that the young man gave in for some reason.
After briefly explaining the matter, Xiao Qi smiled and said: "His father is a discerning man. This is the difference between the rich generation and the rich second generation!"
"I'm sorry, it's because my car is not good enough that you have been wronged~~" the beautiful young woman said sheepishly while reversing the car.
"Silly woman! Buffett has only driven a shabby car for thirty years, but no one dares to say that he is not worthy of being a stock god!" Xiao Qi smiled, "As long as the car is comfortable and you like it, don't worry about other people's opinions.
Change yourself too much...you are you. In my eyes, no one can compare to the unique Yuxiang beauty!"
"Um!"
Knowing that Xiao Qi was caring and comforting him, the soft and beautiful young woman was a little nervous because she came to the Imperial Hotel. When her heart warmed, she felt much bolder and her mood entered a wonderful peace...
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