133. The handsome guy in Kyoto will bring distress
What surprised Minamoto Yorimitsu was that Kogi Seimei called back and it was to borrow money.
In his memory, he never remembered that the other party had borrowed money. This was indeed the first time in three years.
The amount is not that big.
Three hundred thousand yen.
However, as far as Minamoto Yorimitsu knew, because Ogi Seimei prefers to be self-reliant, he has not asked about living expenses at home since he entered college. He has always worked part-time as a tutor in his free time to support himself.
The salary of this part-time job is not low.
With Kyoto University's resounding brand name, it's almost a rush among private tutoring groups, and the tuition fee is far more than the cost of an ordinary part-time job.
After all, no matter which family invests a large proportion in education, let alone Japan, which puts education first.
The salary of a tutor is several times that of a part-time job.
This is the most intuitive manifestation of learning well.
Kogi Seimei is calm and patient, and can handle problems with students. She has a good reputation in several private tutoring groups.
He also took many classes.
The money earned accordingly will certainly not be less.
Otherwise, when Minamoto Yorimitsu mentioned the topic of the car, the other party would not take the initiative to lend him money, because he did have a lot of savings.
But now he is borrowing money from himself.
And it’s still only 300,000 yuan.
Coupled with his obviously problematic tone and voice, Minamoto no Yorimitsu knew that the other party must have encountered a situation, but no matter how he asked Kogi Haruaki, he always hesitated.
This ambiguous tone is even more suspicious.
Although Minamoto Yorimitsu likes to get to the bottom of everything, he also knows how to weigh the pros and cons in an emergency, so he went directly to a nearby convenience store to transfer money that night.
Fortunately, convenience stores in Japan operate on a 24-hour clock, and most of them have the habit of placing ATM machines. The money was transferred half an hour after hanging up the phone.
He can ask Kogi Seimei to borrow 300,000 from him.
This proves that the other party's original savings have been spent, and the 300,000 yen is probably just for emergencies, so Minamoto no Yorimitsu directly transferred 1 million yen.
Wait until the transfer goes through.
When I sent another message or made a phone call, I was not answered. Minamoto no Yorimitsu was not impatient because of the lack of explanation. He probably had something unspeakable.
As long as nothing happens to anyone, it's fine.
After waking up in the morning, Minamoto norimitsu became busy.
It seems that this is the mechanism of the simulator.
Once realized, it will take effect immediately.
After taking the two contracts out of the inventory, different people called both the Kansai International Airport and the new car.
Especially the phone number of Kansai International Airport.
The other party's attitude was as respectful as when he first obtained the shares of the Kyoto Broadcasting Bureau. He also wanted to hold a welcome party for Minamoto Yorimitsu, but he pushed it away because he had something to do temporarily.
He was woken up by a phone call at eight o'clock in the morning and was forced to accept the trouble of this happiness.
So after washing up, I drove to Ukyo Ward, which is the Audi branch in Kyoto.
There is a faint scent of musk in the VIP room, the tea placed on the table is emitting heat, and the air conditioner is turned on at a suitable temperature even in autumn.
"Mr. Yuan, your car model needs to wait for the time being. Our store has dispatched the car from the Osaka branch. It should be available the day after tomorrow. I hope you can understand."
The female manager, who was wearing a white shirt with a slightly open collar, had an apologetic smile on her face, explaining that there were no real cars in the store for the time being, and hoped for understanding.
"no problem."
Minamoto Yorimitsu is not in a hurry at all.
These things are just like things blown by strong winds, so it's all right if you can guarantee them.
Seeing that he had no objections, the female manager couldn't help but feel relieved. She smiled and took out a pile of documents: "Please fill out these forms."
"Isn't this all I need to do if I get these stamped?"
"Yes."
Minamoto Yorimitsu took a cursory glance and found that the content of the contract was very standard. It was no different from the last time he mentioned the Mercedes. It was just that this time the sales manager was different, with an exaggerated thirty-six-dimensional arc.
He took out his own seal and stamped it in succession.
He felt that this chapter was worthwhile.
It would undoubtedly be troublesome to write with a pen, and some Japanese characters are quite cumbersome, even if I have learned the habits of my hometown and improved the fonts.
Getting a seal is indeed a better choice.
I estimate that I will use it more in the future.
Moreover, the material Sakichu Kotou chose to engrave the seal on is also good. It should be some kind of jade seed material, which feels warm and comfortable to the touch.
While he was still stamping his seal on the contract, the female sales manager crossed her legs and looked at his face. The arches of her feet under the table were raised and she was fascinated for a moment.
As a sales manager she meets a lot of people.
Except for middle-aged people, who account for the majority of consumer groups, it is not that there are no rich second generation or ordinary young people who buy cars, but there is really no one who can compare with the young man in front of me.
The other person's skin color is just right, relatively white but not weak, his facial features are three-dimensional and deep, his pure black hair is darker than ordinary people, and even his slender eyes are particularly charming.
Except for the visible appearance.
What attracted her attention the most was the other person's temperament. It seemed like there was nothing special about him when he was sitting there, but if he looked carefully, it was very eye-catching.
Confident, deep, mature, mysterious...
It's like he doesn't stand out among the crowd, but once his attention is focused on him, the picture will automatically unfold in his mind.
These qualities are especially found in a young man.
The strong contrast made Takada Reiko feel itchy in her heart, and she finally understood why her friends all liked to date young boys.
"You've signed it, is it ready?"
"You still need to keep one for yourself."
Takada Reiko looked at the contract he stretched out his hand and stroked the soft flesh on the inner thigh wrapped in black stockings with her left hand. In the end, she couldn't hold back her inner impulse and praised aloud:
"Mr. Yuan is really young and promising. There are not many people at your age who have bought cars, but this is the first time I have seen someone as good-looking as you."
Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at the pretty female manager, and found that she was staring directly at him, with a hint of charm in her almond-shaped eyes, and a strange blush on her face.
"Takada-san is beautiful too."
Minamoto Yorimitsu knew how to respond when complimented. He glanced at the other person's plump chest, with a work nameplate pinned to the round arc. He kept a decent smile on his face and said: "And he maintains a good figure."
"Are you lying to me? At my age, I rarely get compliments anymore."
"As long as Takada-san has a young mind, his age can be fixed at eighteen forever. What's more, Takada-san doesn't look old no matter how he looks."
"Mr. Yuan, you are really good at talking. Is it because you have been in love a lot and gained experience from having several girlfriends?"
The atmosphere in the VIP room gradually became active.
Soon it was filled with the giggles of the female manager.
Minamoto Yorimitsu did not refuse to chat with strangers. When he opened his mouth and was about to respond to the other party, he suddenly felt something strange coming from his calf.
He subconsciously looked down.
Then his eyelids twitched.
Under the long white table in the VIP room, a foot wrapped in black silk reached over. The arch of the foot gently lifted up Minamoto Noraimitsu's trouser leg, and rhythmically rubbed the skin of his calf.
Look up again——
The female manager was looking at him with a smile.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu felt the itching coming from his calf, but his face still maintained a normal expression, and he had no intention of communicating in depth with the other party.
To be so proactive.
I'm afraid it's almost the same color as this black stocking.
Although he is not a germaphobe in this regard, he will not covet his body casually. After all, safety and health are the necessary conditions for discussing business at night.
In the end, Minamoto Yorimitsu left the car shop under Reiko Takada's dazzling eyes. The other party also specially gave several more maintenance services, which was probably an extra gift.
After sitting in the car, Minamoto Yorimitsu took out a card from his pocket, glanced at it casually, shook his head, and put it in the bottom layer of the glove box.
"Why do you feel that becoming handsome is not a good thing?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu touched his face and sighed.
As we all know, people are naturally attracted to good-looking women. It is not only men who like beautiful women, but also the opposite.
But this is not good for him.
If you like him because of his appearance or temperament, it is not easy to be disliked. After all, it is a fact that ugly people are easily disliked.
"It seems that becoming a handsome guy from Kyoto is not my direction. Becoming good-looking has, to a certain extent, greatly affected my idea of continuing mining."
Minamoto Yorimitsu suddenly felt that it was not that simple.
Perhaps the simulator has its own set of rules, and there is a reason for giving yourself such a reward. After all, it is a reward for love.
After thinking for a moment, he stopped thinking about it.
He took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number.