Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 557: Mr. Hashimoto stern

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To say that Beichuan boss was forced to death, another participant of the MV event, Mr. Hashimoto Jiro, had a big ups and downs in his life. From the very beginning, I hoped to send my daughter into the art world, and then I was backed by huge debts, and then Zhou Qingfeng suddenly appeared, followed by a mess of things.

In fact, the neighbors are more busy, but Mr. Hashimoto thinks more. Since he only saw Zhou Qingfeng appearing from the beginning to the end, and was still an unidentified foreigner, even after Kitagawa's embarrassment escaped, he was still worried, and feared to reverse again.

Mr. Hashimoto drove out a small truck as usual today. His sushi restaurant needs to buy some fresh fish and other ingredients every day. Other sushi restaurants are used to getting people to deliver goods, but he likes to go to the market to buy it in person.

It's just that Mr. Hashimoto has received unusual courtesy today. He had just arrived at the supplier. Before he entered the store, he saw the supplier ’s manager trotting out of it, bending down and bowing, shouting extremely respectfully: "Hashimoto-san, hard work!"

The 99.9% politeness of Japanese people is just out of habit. Even if he hates you, he must do enough to show that he is not rude. However, it was really the first time that the store manager could come out to offer gifts.

"I'm sorry to trouble you again, I really appreciate it." Hashimoto Jiro also quickly bowed back slightly, but found that the store manager who usually walked in front of him usually staggered half a step and followed him. In the respectable and orderly Japanese society, it is very particular, this is a kind of identity.

"You are so kind."

"No, it should be."

"No, you are too polite."

"No, no, it should be."

......

Qian let two or three times, and Mr. Hashimoto found himself inexplicably walking ahead. He straightened his chest involuntarily, and raised his eyebrows, but he murmured in his heart. You know, he used to bow back and bend over, and bargaining was extremely humble. And now ..., a big difference!

What the **** is going on ... Is the head of the supplier ’s store head flooding?

Into the supplier's store, there are other businesses that come to buy goods. Everyone seemed very polite. They all expressed their respect for Mr. Hashimoto with a low eyebrow, and said ‘Mr. Hashimoto, you really cultivated a good daughter. ’

And looking at these merchants who came forward to meet his own business, Mr. Hashimoto smiled and wondered, ‘Is this group of guys taking the wrong medicine collectively? This respectful attitude completely treats himself as a big man. And ... what does this have to do with my daughter? ’

Hashimoto Jiro is still a little unaccustomed to the sudden promotion of his status. Others have repeatedly mentioned ‘Nako’ with admiration, but he still ca n’t help feeling anxious, thinking, “Is n’t there anything special about this week? Is there something terrible happening again?

"Sir, I need about one hundred kilograms of salmon."

"We must meet the needs of Hashimoto-san and sell them at absolute parity."

Oh ..., actually selling at a fair price? The store manager of this supplier usually smiles but the consistent baht must be compared. Today is definitely a brain problem.

Parity can save you a lot of money. Mr. Hashimoto felt that maybe he should buy more goods, "If it is cheap, I hope to buy two hundred kilograms."

"The same is no problem." The store manager readily agreed to come down.

Oh ..., oh ..., oh ..., actually made me take such a big advantage? This is too difficult. Mr. Hashimoto felt that he had good luck today. If his sushi restaurant had limited daily sales, he would like to buy more.

"That ..., eels also need some."

"Absolute parity."

"Tuna's words ..."

"Also parity."

"Lobster and other seafood."

"It's still parity."

When the plastic baskets filled with seafood and ice cubes propel Mr. Hashimoto's truck, he can already be sure-today the head of the supplier's store manager really has a problem. Everything is cheap, what else do I earn? But he still seized the opportunity to make a big purchase, saving a lot of costs.

With a happy mood, Mr. Hashimoto happily pulled the goods back to the sushi restaurant. And on the way he returned all the way, as long as the people who knew him were like individuals. For example, the Mr. Judi at the Judi flower shop opposite their house, and he ran up as soon as he saw him.

"Hashimoto-san, you worked hard." Mr. Judi bowed and smiled, and finally took Mr. Hashimoto's hand and said: "A dozen of us nearby have discussed and decided to recommend you for the next election Soka City Councillor. Please take care of me in the future. "

Nani ..., city councillor? I am a little boss who opens a sushi restaurant!

Mr. Hashimoto really didn't care about any etiquette this time, and the whole person froze like a toad with five thunders. However, he never dreamed that he could be in politics one day, but that was all a big man engaged in, and it was no more than an ordinary citizen in his forties.

Is it right?

Mr. Hashimoto ’s sluggishness caused Mr. Judi to misunderstand. The latter followed and said, "Hashimoto-san does not need to worry about campaign funding. We really want to find ways to contact more people to support it. The image of Nako is so good now, right Your campaign is very helpful. "

You do n’t need to spend my money ..., where else is there such a good thing? But I never really thought about being a city councillor!

Mr. Hashimoto was really confused this time. He hurriedly grabbed the hand of Mr. Judi and asked anxiously: "Judi-san, what the **** happened? I felt very wrong when I went out this morning Solve my doubts. "

Looking at Mr. Hashimoto ’s expression does not seem to be fake, Mr. Judi Youyou asked: "Did you watch the Nako video last night?"

"Last night? No!"

"Go and see, Nako is very good." Mr. Judi is quite stupid and has a foolish grievance. The meaning in the tone is almost like ‘Why did this good luck not fall in my house? ’

But watching Mr. Judi bow and leave, Mr. Hashimoto is still confused. He didn't care about unloading the goods, so he hurriedly walked into his sushi restaurant, thinking to find out what happened?

But as soon as Mr. Hashimoto entered his sushi restaurant, he saw that the ordinary restaurant was full of people. It was really squeezed like canned sardines. It has never been so lively since the store opened, and among this large group of people, there are actually many reporters carrying cameras and microphones.

"Mr. Hashimoto is back!" someone shouted in the crowd.

So, everyone ’s eyes were looked over, and several reporters flew over like dogs, grabbing the microphones in front of Mr. Hashimoto.

"Mr. Hashimoto, what do you think of last night ’s video?"

"Mr. Hashimoto, how did you train your daughter so unusually?"

"Mr. Hashimoto, how did you persuade Mr. Beichuan? This must be very difficult, please say a few words."

Among the crowd, Hashimoto Na ’s mother Kyoko sighed at the sushi turntable and said helplessly: "Jiro, you just talk to the media."

Mr. Hashimoto was so shocked that Muran said: "I still don't know what happened?" (To be continued.)