Japanese investors

Chapter 530 Korean Ginseng

Seeing that the room was filled with her own family members, Miyamoto Miki said directly to her mother: "I remember there are Korean ginseng. Mom, take them back to dad."

After all, my father is an elderly man and works overtime every day, so he should take more supplements for his body.If you are in good health, you will be more motivated at work.On the contrary, there will be more than enough ambition but not enough power. "

When Fujiwara's mother accepted her daughter's words, she naturally would not forget her good son-in-law and said, "I'll just take some home for your father. The rest should be left to Kentaro!"

Miki Miyamoto refused without hesitation: "Korean ginseng, you should take it all away, there is no need to leave it for Kentaro to eat.

He was born with too much energy, but if he took Korean ginseng, wouldn't he become more energetic?At that time, it will still be a troublesome thing for him to have nowhere to vent his excess energy. "

Fujiwara Reina laughed without any concealment and said in a clear voice: "Brother Kentaro, is everything my sister said true?"

Kentaro Miyamoto looked embarrassed and said: "Smile, what's so funny. The more energetic I am, the better my health is."

Fujiwara's mother understood her eldest daughter's intention, so she said no more.She knew that Miki and Kentaro wouldn't be able to have sex for a while.

Even if he doesn't take all the Korean ginseng home, he will leave some for Meishu to replenish his body instead of making soup for his son-in-law.

It is really not a good thing for a young man to be too energetic.In addition, his son-in-law is rich, so it is more convenient for him to find other women outside.

Fujiwara Daishi looked at his eldest sister with a pitiful expression and said, "What about me?"

Fujiwara Reina smiled meaningfully and spoke first: "What are you talking about? Is it possible that you still need to replenish your body? You are too weak! I feel really sad for your girlfriend."

Fujiwara Taishi counterattacked: "I'm very fierce for talking nonsense."

Fujiwara Rena's smile did not change and she said: "Just brag! If it weren't for your physical weakness, why would you be thinking about Korean ginseng? Do you still urinate frequently at night?"

Fujiwara Taishi said tit for tat: "Who said I want Korean ginseng? I mean..."

Before he could finish what he said, Fujiwara's mother interrupted and said, "Okay, what are you two siblings saying?

The baby is still here, pay more attention to each person's words.No matter what, you are still his elders.None of them look like elders at all. "

Miyamoto Kentaro smiled and said: "Mom, just let Reina and Dashi talk. They are children who have not grown up."

Fujiwara's mother said bluntly: "Kentaro, I have to talk about you too. You are already a father, why are you acting like a child who has not grown up?"

Kentaro Miyamoto defended: "As long as Miki grows up, that's fine. As for me, it doesn't matter whether I grow up or not. Even if I am seventy or eighty years old, I still want to play games."

Miki Miyamoto blurted out: "In a few years, when our son gets older, will you still teach him how to play games?"

Kentaro Miyamoto nodded and said, "You know me better than you."

Miki Miyamoto said categorically: "Don't even think about it."

Kentaro Miyamoto said without joking: "Games have already been demonized in your mind. You can say that I am not good, but you cannot say that games are not good. In fact! I taught my son to play games, and not only will there be A common language and a better relationship between us as father and son.”

Miki Miyamoto was not moved at all and said: "Stop doing this."

Kentaro Miyamoto said straightforwardly: "You are obviously being unreasonable."

Miki Miyamoto said expressionlessly: "I won't be unreasonable. Is this still illegal?"

Kentaro Miyamoto said slowly: "Hey... let me tell you a little story. I was driving, and without paying attention, I ran over a chicken on the road to death.

When I stopped the car and took a look, a man suddenly walked out from the side.He said the chicken was his.I offered to compensate for this.

He said, no need to pay compensation, just drive away.What is this called?A land of etiquette.It was the same thing, but the other party asked me to compensate according to the market price.What's this called?A country of law.

It was the same thing, but he said that the dead chicken had eaten cordyceps, ginseng and deer antlers before it was alive... In short, he asked me to pay 100 million yen in compensation.

If you don’t lose money, just take a break and leave.So, I paid 100 million yen as he said.Then, the chicken carcass was not mine, but was taken away by him.What is this called?A country of villains. "

Miki Miyamoto blinked at her twice and said, "What exactly do you want to express?"

Kentaro Miyamoto calmly replied: "I didn't want to express any meaning, I just suddenly remembered this little story and told it."

Miki Miyamoto said doubtfully: "Is it that simple?"

Kentaro Miyamoto just smiled and said: "How complicated do you think it will be? In my personal opinion, this little story is about telling what a country or a place is like as a whole, especially the local people. How, you only need to understand it from a small thing.

Tokyoites always give others a sense of indifference, and it’s not without reason.The main reason is that outsiders have not truly integrated into the international metropolis of Tokyo.

On the one hand, there is a strong sense of boundaries between people here and they don’t like physical contact.As long as they don't reach the level of friends, then they will understand each other clearly.

On the other hand, there is great pressure on ordinary people to survive.In Japan, it is normal to work overtime, but it is abnormal not to work overtime. After all, just to stay alive, you have tried your best.

An ordinary man's end is a security guard, and an ordinary woman's end is a cleaning lady.The end of the line for both men and women is insurance. "

Miyamoto Mikigan laughed twice and said: "Boring."

Fujiwara Rena suddenly asked curiously: "Brother Kentaro, do you often work overtime?"

Kentaro Miyamoto said with a smile: "Of course. To tell you the truth, I often work overtime all night long. Are Japanese people who don't often work overtime still called Japanese?"
Japanese people, especially Japanese men, not only have to work hard, but also work hard overtime.You have to understand that the ones who gave birth to me are my parents.The one who feeds me, the company. "

Miki Miyamoto saw that he was not serious, so he pointed out: "Don't listen to his lies. Will he work overtime? He often works overtime just to play games. Once he gets excited, he will stay up all night."

Fujiwara Rena said thoughtfully: "I also think that Kentaro-san will not be like a hard-working ordinary migrant worker. Even if he works overtime day and night, he still can't make much money. Japan is a country that treats ordinary migrant workers It’s so unfair.”

(End of this chapter)