Nine o'clock in the morning, Miyamoto family residence.
All the relatives from the branches and collateral lines of the Miyamoto family have arrived.
They sat casually and talked very casually. They loudly discussed anecdotes about society or the scandals of certain celebrities, and from time to time they let out vulgar laughter.
The women from the separate families gathered together, discussing the dilapidated furnishings in the mansion without any formality, talking about the glory of the past, and letting out resentful sighs.
All kinds of sounds intertwined, harsh and confusing.
Sitting on the main seat at the top was Miyamoto Kiyoshi. She looked at everyone and remained silent.
Times have changed and the world is different.
If in the past when the Miyamoto family was at its peak, the heads of the major branch families would have put their hands on their knees and straightened their backs, just like the samurai who convened the parliament during the Warring States Period. As long as Miyamoto Masao was in the chair, no one would dare to stand in front of him.
He walked around at will under his eyes.
At that time, the family annual banquet was not held in such a dilapidated mansion, but in Tokyo, where a whole floor of a hotel was reserved for the waterside pavilion. Although the ceremony was strict, everyone looked forward to the future and discussed the future in a joyful atmosphere.
Review the family's gains and losses during the year, check for deficiencies, and then formulate plans and progress for the next year.
Finally, everyone picked up their wine glasses and drank the wine in one gulp after Masao Miyamoto drank it.
But now, there are only two women left in this family.
But this group of people back then no longer had the pride of being a branch of the Miyamoto family, and they were just like ordinary people living in the world.
A baby's cry suddenly sounded in the living room, followed by the sound of a woman coaxing her to sleep and the angry scolding of a man next to her.
Yukiko was changing into her kimono in the inner room, but she hadn't come out for half an hour.
As the only bloodline of the Miyamoto family, if she keeps hiding in the house and cannot show the courage to be the next head of the family, the contempt of this group of relatives for the family will only get worse.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi sighed softly, stood up slightly, walked to Miyamoto Yukiko's door, and knocked lightly.
No one opened the door, and there was a slight conversation inside.
She opened the door and saw the young man tying a belt knot on Yukiko Miyamoto's kimono. His movements were gentle and flexible. Japanese women need to tighten their waists when tying a belt knot. The tighter the better, but women often feel
So uncomfortable.
He tied it leisurely, and asked Xuezi softly every time he tightened it. Xuezi frowned slightly because of the tightening of the waist, but said teasingly that it didn't matter, it could be tighter.
What a close cooperation, a beautiful scene, as if he and she had known each other many years ago.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi looked in a daze.
"Let me get it for her." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said softly.
"No need to trouble you, it's ready." Yuxian Zhisheng loosened his tie.
Miyamoto Yukiko pressed the taiko knot with one hand and breathed hard two or three times while standing: "I think it's okay."
"How's it going? Does it look good?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked Yu Xian's child first.
Her hair was combed into a beautiful Japanese bun, with layers of braided hair hanging down from both sides, like a dark and graceful waterfall. The ends were tied with three-color fish hairpins, and the delicate earlobes were exposed in the side-tied temples.
And the amber stone earrings on the earlobes. In the brown amber, there is a small butterfly and a flower petal.
She stood up, looked left and right at her clothes, and spun around in circles playfully.
At this moment, the winter wind solidified and the spring breeze blew.
She was like a girl walking towards the world in the morning mist, holding her hands through the flowers, and with the spring breeze in March, she turned into a white and elegant camellia, spinning softly in the wind.
At this moment, it was not only Yu Xian Zhisheng who was absent-minded, but also Miyamoto Kiyoshi.
Everything in the family has faded, and her daughter should have been part of that withered monochrome, but now her beauty blooming with vitality made her soul as a mother feel trembled.
"Have you learned how to dress up?" Miyamoto Qing asked softly.
"It was the child who helped me dress up." Yukiko Miyamoto showed off like a child in front of her mother, her eyes as bright as stars.
She touched Yu Xian's head again: "Thank you, Zhisheng."
Yuxian looked at her and smiled.
"It's just that these earrings don't match well. They look cheap." Miyamoto Kiyoshi stepped forward and took out his usual spare gold drop earrings from his bag. "This pair will be perfect."
"No, don't, I like it very much." Yukiko Miyamoto dodged flexibly.
Miyamoto Yukiko no longer has any extravagant decorations, she has sold them all to save money, and plans to buy a house for Yuzuruo in Tokyo.
This pair of amber earrings was given by Yu Xianzhisheng and bought from a roadside stall. They are very cheap, less than 300 yen each, but they are indeed treasures in her eyes and she cherishes them very much.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi asked her to wear the most beautiful kimono to greet her relatives, and she did so. She also chose this pair of earrings, hoping that all her relatives would see Yuzuru's childish feelings.
The reason why she was willing to accept his dressing up and show off her beauty was not because of the relatives in her family, let alone the blind date her mother said she wanted, but because she didn't want to embarrass her beloved and make him feel unworthy.
At the same time, she wants to use her beauty to tell everyone that I am living a very happy life now.
"Mom, forget about the blind date today!" Yukiko Miyamoto came up to her mother, showing off her old coquettish temperament and looking at her pitifully.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi neither agreed nor refused.
She sighed softly: "Xuezi, you go out to entertain the guests first. As the next head of the family, let them respect you early and let mother talk to this child for a while."
Miyamoto Yukiko glanced at Yuxian Zhisheng, who was sitting beside the bed, looking at her, and then gave her a reassuring look.
Miyamoto Yukiko nodded worriedly and walked out.
The kimono on her body was sprayed with the fragrance of rose water, which, together with her beauty, captivated the soul.
The relatives outside suddenly became quiet and just stared at her motionless, watching her sitting on the main seat like a majestic queen in the world.
They no longer talked loudly, no longer whispered, and even the baby's crying stopped just in time, everything was paving the way for her beauty.
They have withered, and she is scattering leaves in the wind.
Her smile is as bright as the sun.
This made them realize that even though she was down and out, she was still the granddaughter of the old man, a repressive bloodline inherited from the Miyamoto family.
It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of courage. It seems that back then when the Miyamoto family was at its peak, the eldest lady at that time was as cheerful as she is today.
But the Miyamoto family obviously has no money.
The men and women in the audience were all puzzled, but according to etiquette, they bowed their heads respectfully to Yukiko Miyamoto who was sitting in the chair. This was entirely out of past instinct.
Yukiko, as bright as spring, looked at the man in the front seat and asked softly: "Uncle Yusuke, how have you been this year?"
Yusuke Kawakami, Yukiko's cousin, serves as the general manager of Miyamoto Heavy Industries. Miyamoto Heavy Industries was the leader of the Miyamoto family's industry in the past, but as of today, most of the workers have dispersed and are just hanging on.
Yusuke Kawakami bowed deeply, then raised his head and smiled bitterly: "It's still the same as before. I can't make ends meet. I use whatever I earn to pay for renting a venue. I'm responsible for the finely crafted sword franchise. I'm still struggling to survive. Now come to order swords from us.
There are fewer and fewer people.”
The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Yusuke Kawakami wanted to take it out to answer the phone, but the person he was talking to was the eldest lady of the Miyamoto family. He still respected and liked this eldest lady. After all, he had seen her since childhood.
If a big family is in decline, it's not the children's fault.
The phone was hung up, and Kawakami Yusuke returned to his sitting posture.
Miyamoto Yukiko listened, sighed softly, and nodded to Yusuke Kawakami: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Yusuke."
"It's not hard work, I still do my old job, but if someone can provide Miyamoto Heavy Industries with a lifeline."
The phone rang again, very harshly.
Kawakami Yusuke frowned and was about to press it again when Miyamoto Yukiko smiled and said: "It's okay, please answer the phone."
"Sorry." Kawakami Yusuke stood up in the sight of a group of relatives. He just took two steps and pressed the answer button. After listening to a few words, he suddenly stopped in place.
Then he turned back and looked at Miyamoto Yukiko with a look of bewilderment on his face.
Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned. She didn't know what he was looking at her. Her uncle looked at her as if she were a goddess in a temple.
"Are you sure the investment capital is 200 million?" Yusuke Kawakami's voice trembled slightly.
"To be precise, it is 230 million yen. Our company requires 70% of the equity to obtain all the control rights of Miyamoto Heavy Industries." A woman's voice came on the phone, "There is still 150,000 yen.
The minimum start-up capital for the enterprise and the actual property rights registration. This small sum of money was handed over to the Industrial and Commercial Administration Bureau by our boss on behalf of Miyamoto Heavy Industries. It is regarded as a New Year’s gift discount. Remember to thank your boss after the New Year!”
Kawakami Yusuke stared blankly at the relatives present, and everyone was also looking at him, including Miyamoto Yukiko.
"What 200 million investment capital?" Yukiko Miyamoto asked puzzledly.
This uncle was indeed stupid and did not answer for a while.
Could it be that Miss Xuezi is some kind of female Bodhisattva? This unspoken expectation came true within a few minutes, leaving him at a loss.
Did the eldest lady arrange it in advance?!
No, it's impossible. If she had money, Miyamoto Kiyoshi would not be willing to let her go on a blind date!
He knew the wife of the former housekeeper very well. It could be said that that woman lived for her daughter. As long as she was good, she could endure any humiliation.
"Let's just say this first. Remember to report during the Chinese New Year and meet the boss." The woman opposite happily hung up the phone. She didn't even introduce herself, let alone say who the boss was.
Yusuke Kawakami slowly put down his cell phone, seemingly still in disbelief at the sudden sweet dream, and then he showed an ecstatic look, his whole body trembling with excitement.
He walked up to Miyamoto Yukiko and spoke with a more respectful tone, as if he was fulfilling a wish to the female Bodhisattva: "The manager of a company injected 70% of the equity into Miyamoto Heavy Industries, a total of 230 million
Ten thousand yen of capital, miss, our heavy industry can be revived again!"
"Huh?" Yukiko Miyamoto opened her mouth slightly, her expression a little dazed.
All the relatives nearby were in a daze. The head of the Xixiang family was bored with the baby in the woman's arms, but at this time, he also felt that the baby was a bit cute, as if it was emitting a supreme light.
"What about our Sword Seiko franchise? Has it come back to life?" Saigo asked loudly.
"We are all members of the Miyamoto family, that's natural, Saigo-san!" Yusuke Kawakami rubbed his hands excitedly.
Damn it! It’s Saigo brother now! You were planning to cut off the sword franchise just now!
"Who is the boss?" a woman asked, "Why would the other party plan to help us?"
"Could he be the son of the Yamazaki family? Isn't his family quite rich? Maybe he heard about the big gift for meeting the eldest daughter of the Miyamoto family today?" Kawakami Yusuke said.
This was the only possibility he could think of.
The Osaka Yamazaki family's property is also equipped with heavy industry. Maybe the other party has this plan. If the young lady can marry, wouldn't it mean that the other family is providing one-on-one support to the Miyamoto family!
"But this gift is too big." Xixiang said it was a bit hard to imagine.
"This is the charm of our eldest daughter, the Miyamoto family!" Yusuke Kawakami laughed loudly, "I'm going to put it bluntly, that guy wants to marry Miss Yukiko, so he should prepare this gift!"
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became lively, and everyone started to discuss it enthusiastically. Some people expressed disbelief, saying that Kawakami was just making it up to fool everyone. Kawakami was so angry that he swore on his family members that even the disbelievers could not believe it.
I can only believe it.
The depressing atmosphere was swept away, and there was a burst of laughter.
They were originally invited by Miyamoto Kiyoshi forcefully, and they planned to force her to go on a blind date together, otherwise they would use the pressure of the entire family to deal with her.
But no one expected that the surprise would come so quickly.
"Miss Yukiko, you have met someone who truly loves you." Yusuke Kawakami said, "It seems that we have to go today. No matter what, we have to thank you in person!"
No one noticed that Yukiko Miyamoto lowered her head gently and closed her beautiful eyes.
In Yukiko Miyamoto's room.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi stood at the head of the bed, looking at the room where he and her husband once lived.
The walls were mottled, and a large piece of brown wallpaper was torn in the corner. Among all the decay, the only thing that remained brand new was the wedding photo of her and her husband.
"Who cleaned this photo?" She turned to ask Yuxian Zhisheng.
"Me." Yuxian admitted naively.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi stared at him and said slowly: "You are really thoughtful."
She sat down on the bedside and asked in a calm tone: "Who were you sending a message just now?"
"My subordinates." Yu Xian replied childishly.
Miyamoto Kiyoshi smiled silently and had no intention of exposing it.
She understands the young man's self-esteem. If he refuses to call himself a friend even though he is a friend, does it mean that being a subordinate will make him look more honorable? When he doesn't behave like a subordinate, isn't it you who will be embarrassed?
"Let me remind you in advance that today's blind date is very important. The other party is very powerful and affects the future of the entire Miyamoto family. You must not invite some unscrupulous friends to the party. Doing so will only embarrass yourself.
." Miyamoto Kiyoshi said softly, "Even if it's me, I'll leave it to you."
"I didn't ask my friends to come." Yu Xian suddenly laughed, "Are you overthinking it?"
This time, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was stunned and couldn't help but said: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"If I want to do something, it must be for Xuezi and has nothing to do with you." Yu Xian looked at her calmly, as if looking at a strange woman, "Sorry, no comment."
In fact, he really didn't do anything, that is, he sent a text message to Shirasawa Rie's agent, asking her to inject the prepared funds into Miyamoto Heavy Industries in the form of equity and gain absolute control of the company.
Supporting Miyamoto Heavy Industries has been in his business plan for a long time. The two companies that are parallel to it are the game industries of Nintendo and Sony. With his ability, he can temporarily swallow up the game departments of those two companies, but only half of them are left.
It was easy for Miyamoto Heavy Industries, which had a long life.
Real industry is the biggest cornerstone needed in a business empire.
Taking advantage of the current low housing prices and real estate prices, it only takes 23,000 yen to control a large and well-established heavy industry. In disguise, he has made a mistake.
During the holidays, he just wanted to rest. He originally planned to invite the relatives of the Miyamoto family to a certain place one by one when school started, and then talk about this matter again.
But today, Miyamoto Kiyoshi happened to call all those people over.
It is better to choose the day than to hit it, which will save him a lot of effort and energy.
The text message was sent half an hour ago. With Bai Ze's workmanship, maybe in a few minutes, laughter will come from outside.
Then, laughter and laughter came from the living room below the second floor.
Yu Xian smiled naively and planned to get up and go over to take a look.
He didn't like the worldly woman in front of him, but he couldn't help but respect her. Because from a mother's standpoint, everything she did was for her daughter, and he couldn't blame her on this.
She did it for Xuezi, so it didn't count as something wrong.
He won't let it go, that's all.
"I will definitely take her on a blind date today. I also know that she will not be willing to go with me. If you really feel sorry for her, do you have plans for her future and the future of the Miyamoto family?" Miyamoto Kiyoshi raised his head.
Looking at him with calm eyes, "Then help me persuade her. It seems that she only listens to you."
"No problem." Yuxian nodded naively.
"You agreed?"
He nodded so easily that Miyamoto Kiyoshi felt incredible.
"Isn't this a good thing?" Yu Xian said with a naive smile.
If this kind of thing is not solved, it will only become more common in the future.
He has gone out to face the world, and one day Xuezi will shine again.
During this process, he could not guarantee that others would not target her or entangle her, so it would be better to solve the problem once and for all.
Yu Xian looked at the surprised Miyamoto Kiyoshi.
——Yes, together with her.
The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated again. When he opened it, he saw a text message from Rie Shirasawa, indicating that the task had been completed.
Above this text message, there are more than a dozen text messages, which have been sent since early in the morning.
He didn’t reply to Rina Ryoko’s; he did reply to Sawano Kazuki’s.
In addition, there are the school board of directors, the Anshan family, the Yuan family, and the NHK production committee. He has also returned to all of them.
Indeed, he didn't call anyone to come. He wanted to come by himself to pay New Year greetings.
You have your guests and I have mine, that's fair enough.
