The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 111 111. Lost things are irretrievable

Kyoto City, Kita District, downstairs of the building.

A slightly warm breeze brushed over the cheeks, like a lover's gentle touch with the palm of his hand.

The setting sun slowly falls between the adjacent buildings, turning the surrounding clouds into the color of champagne, and the zebra crossing on the ground looks very gentle.

However, Hiromi Yoshikawa has no intention of admiring these beauties.

Her delicate cheeks were full of sadness.

And the floral dress on her body seems to have not been washed for a long time, it looks not only dirty but also wrinkled, she just raised her head and glanced at the nameplate of the club, gritted her teeth, walked in through the revolving glass door, and went straight to the hostess at the front desk The place.

"Is Mr. Ando Wenren free today?"

I don't know how many times I came to the familiar counter before.

Hiromi Yoshikawa asked with a feeling of anxiety.

Even though she was directly rejected many times before, she still had a little luck in her heart, hoping to get a chance to plead.

But fluke psychology always backfires.

"The president is in a meeting today, so I'm afraid I can't see you."

The front desk lady raised her head and glanced at Yoshikawa Yumi's face, and realized that it was the person who wanted to see the president again and again, she suppressed the impatience in her heart and replied with a standard smile.

"Didn't I make an appointment in advance?"

An anxious look appeared on Yoshikawa Hiromi's face.

She has been here many times.

But every time the answer is the same meeting.

Always use this excuse to prevaricate her.

Do you think everyone is a fool?

After all, she came here many times and exhausted all her patience. Hiromi Yoshikawa put her hands on the table while speaking, and a sullen expression appeared on her pretty face.

It seemed that being played like this was disrespectful to her and completely trampled on her basic personality, but she never thought about whether she was qualified to meet people.

It seems that Hiromi Yoshikawa's request is reasonable.

In response to her questioning tone, the front desk lady still maintained a good professionalism, and explained patiently with a smile:
"But you didn't make an appointment for business negotiation. It's just that it's difficult to confirm the time if you make an appointment for a private meeting. I just conveyed it to the president's office."

He listened to the standard answer that his ears were already calloused.

Hiromi Yoshikawa's fingertips were deeply embedded in the palm of her hand, using severe pain to maintain her only rationality, suppressing her humiliation and anger and asking in a low voice: "Then how can I see Mr. Ando?"

"I don't know about this, I'm sorry." The front desk lady had almost exhausted her patience, she had already lowered her head and sorted out the documents, obviously she had no desire to continue the conversation.

"Can I ask for another instruction?"

"No, sorry."

Yoshikawa Hiromi nodded numbly.

Taking a deep breath, she turned her body and looked towards the elevator, a crazy idea flashed in her eyes, she wanted to rush directly upstairs to Ando Wenren's office, so as to get a chance to meet.

Looking at the two burly security guards guarding the elevator room, as well as the actions of the staff entering and exiting to check their work permits, she knew that her idea would definitely not come true.

This is where Jun Ito worked before.

It was also where he was sent to court.

Hiromi Yoshikawa consulted a lawyer before, even if he helped Jun Ito make up for the shortfall, as long as the original club did not withdraw the lawsuit, the latter would still face prison, which was unavoidable.

What's more, they can't afford that much money at all!

So the best way is to withdraw the lawsuit from the club.

Hiromi Yoshikawa's fingers deeply embedded in her palm gradually loosened, and she raised her hand to gently stroke her slightly protruding abdomen. The heart that had been born of despair slowly became firm again.

Even though she knew that the possibility of this matter was really slim, she still couldn't give up on her child's father, and she would help even if he was against the whole world.

Since he can't come out, he will wait until he comes out!

Even if you are the president, you still have to go home from get off work.

As long as he goes out, he can see it.

With such determination.

Yoshikawa Hiromi has already made up her mind.

Even if it means letting go of your dignity.
Suppressing the loss and despair in her heart, she was going to go out and find a place to sit down and wait. Anyway, she would not go back if she didn't see anyone today, and there was no place to sit in the hall, so she had to find a place outside to wait.

But Hiromi Yoshikawa raised her footsteps and was about to go out, when the corner of her eye suddenly passed over the wall next to her, a row of photos hanging on it gradually passed her sight, and there seemed to be a very familiar face among them, which made her stop. Lift up your feet.

Yoshikawa Hiromi was startled for a moment.

His gaze shifted to the photo hanging on the wall just now.

Even a formal club will have a post wall to hang photos, not only to let the employees know the position level of the superior, but also to have a kind of honor and motivation in it.

Ando Electronics Co., Ltd. as a listed company.

Of course, these superficial forms are more formal.

Those hanging on the post wall are also the management, as well as veterans who have retired from the previous work of the club, and directors who hold more shares.

Of course Hiromi Yoshikawa has seen this kind of thing a lot.

She is also studying economics, so she naturally understands the relevant knowledge.

But she saw a familiar face on the wall.

".this picture"

Hiromi Yoshikawa's eyes fell on a conspicuous spot on the wall. She looked at the photo with disbelief in her eyes, and subconsciously read a brief introduction under the photo.

"Menmoto Raikou. Independent director?"

Those words hit my heart like a drumstick.

There was a brief blank in the brain.

Forget about breathing too.

In the end, Hiromi Yoshikawa suppressed the shock in her heart, and hurriedly ran to the front desk again, pointing to the post wall and asked the lady at the front desk: "Excuse me, I want to ask, are the photos on the wall all from the club?" ?”

"Ah, yes."

The receptionist looked up.

Hiromi Yoshikawa clutched the marble countertop, pointed her right hand at Minamoto Yorimitsu's formal photo, and unconsciously her voice began to tremble: "Are you sure this is the same?"

"You mean that photo of Director Yuan?"

The lady at the front desk looked in the direction she was pointing at. After seeing the photo clearly, she felt more desire to speak, and patiently explained: "This is the major shareholder of our club. I was lucky enough to meet him once before. The real person is actually better than the photo. You should be handsome, but you haven’t been to the club very much.”

"Major shareholder" Yoshikawa Hiromi asked subconsciously: "Is he rich?"

"I don't know about this, but it is said that the director of Yuan is only in his 20s, and he seems to be still in college. He spent several hundred million to acquire shares, and he doesn't seem to have taken much care of it. He is very rich."

"In my 20s. College students. Hundreds of millions."

These words circled back and forth in Yoshikawa Hiromi's mind.

No matter which one is confirmed with him.

Not to mention the picture hanging on the wall.

Yoshikawa Hiromi only felt that her brain was in chaos, as if many things were connected in series, and the scene in front of her was shaking for a while, making her a little confused at the moment between reality and virtuality.

She felt as if she had discovered a great secret.

It also feels like I've lost more things.

There was even a constant sense of suffocation in the heart.

"Miss, ma'am?"

The front desk lady called softly twice.

This brought Yoshikawa Hiromi, who was a little out of his mind, back to his senses.

"thank you, I know now."

It's just that she seems to be in a bit of a bad state now, the eyes that were originally quite glorious are only dim, and she barely holds up a decent smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)