I'm the big president

"Hello, are you Qin Yang Qin Jun?"

A soft and thin female voice sounded from behind Qin Yang without any warning. When he turned around, there was a young woman in a navy blue professional dress behind him. She had an oval face, willow eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and fair skin. Hair shawl, coupled with a well-proportioned figure of 1.6 meters [-], it makes people's eyes suddenly brighten, but the Chinese is so jerky that it makes people teeth.

Qin Yang nodded and said, "Yes, I am Qin Yang!"

The woman pursed her lips and said softly, "Hi Qin Jun, I'm Miko Ono, the secretary of President Nishinomiya. President Nishinomiya invites you and this beautiful lady to the upstairs office for tea."

Qin Yang smiled lightly: "Okay, I happen to be a little thirsty."

Ono Miko smiled slightly, half-bowed and made a gesture of invitation towards the elevator entrance, and respectfully led the two of them towards the elevator entrance.

Taking the elevator up to the twelfth floor and arriving at the door of the president's office, Miko Ono raised her hand and knocked on the door, only to hear a low male voice coming from inside before gently pushing the door and walking in.

The president's office is very large, more than two hundred square meters. When Qin Yang entered the door, he saw two rows of wooden wine cabinets taller than him. He sniffed, and a faint smell of wine penetrated his nostrils. It has become a collection and decoration here.

The wine cabinet is full of wine, all kinds of wine, all kinds of packaging, jars, jars, bottles, crystal jars, oak barrels... There are so many things in sight, Qin Yang reached out and took a bottle The wine was shaken twice, and there was wine in it.

"Haha! You must be Qin Jun. You are indeed young and promising. Welcome, welcome!"

A white and fat old man with a mustache came out of the office, walked towards Qin Yang with a big belly and a smile, and stretched out his hand a few meters away from him.

Out of politeness, Qin Yang also extended his hand to shake him, and said in a low voice, "Hello! President Nishinomiya."

Saburo Nishinomiya laughed again: "You're welcome, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He spoke Chinese, which was also extremely jerky, his voice sounded like he was constipated, and he wished he could dig it out with something.

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Aren't I here?"

Saburo Nishinomiya stretched out his hand and said, "Please, let's have a good drink."

The three of them followed Nishinomiya Saburo to the inner room, where there were tatami mats and an ebony table. On the table was a set of exquisite tea sets and an old book. The tea was still steaming. It seemed that he was still drinking it not long ago. Tea and reading.

"Sit down, please, I'll get the wine."

Saburo Nishinomiya winked at Miko Ono, who immediately began to clean up the tea set on the table, and when she reached out to take the book away, she took the book with one hand first.

Qin Yang took the book and opened it for a look, but it was written in the island language and he couldn't understand it, so he casually handed the book to Han Yiyi beside him, and said in a low voice: "Look, I don't know this thing. "

Han Yiyi turned the pages of the book, looked at it, and said with a smile: "This is a book about wine making. This book should come from our country, but someone translated it into the language of the island country..."

"Yes, this wine book does come from China. It has a history of at least 800 years. The real book exists in the house of an old friend of mine. A winery in Huaxia paid 1000 million US dollars to buy the real book back. My friend refused. The things recorded in the wine list are extensive and profound, and they are of great help to the brewing industry of our Nishinomiya Club. Many people say that sake is a gift from the gods. In fact, the oldest brewing method comes from a mysterious country on the other side of the ocean. Yours nation."

Saburo Nishinomiya came over with two bottles of wine, knelt down and put the wine on the table, Miko Ono put three empty wine glasses and took the tea set and exited the door.

Qin Yang shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "You can't redeem things from your own country. This is also a kind of irony. Your old friend is also stupid enough. The wine list has been translated into the Japanese language to keep it true." It doesn't work at all, so why hold it in your hands?"

Saburo Nishinomiya poured three glasses of wine into a bottle of wine, and said lightly: "As far as I know, this wine book handed down from 800 years ago is a rare copy, and its value is far from being measurable by money. Besides, my friend is A big collector, he's rich."

"A great collector? I don't know the name of this great collector? I'm very interested in antiques and so on."

With a curious expression on Qin Yang's face, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Saburo Nishinomiya said quite proudly: "My old friend is called Sakamoto Koichi, the heir of the Sakamoto family. His collection of antiques and cultural relics is equivalent to one-third of a museum, and the value of the things he collects is even better. .”

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Since I'm your old friend, can you take me to visit the collection? It would be great if I can open my eyes when I arrive in Tokyo!"

Saburo Nishinomiya took a sip from his wine glass, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. His grandfather died in that war, and his father also lost a leg in that war. He left this world not long after returning to China. For this reason, he has always been a bit hostile to the Chinese, so even if I recommend him, it is impossible for you to visit the collection!"

Damn, for a long time, this great collector is still a descendant of an old devil. I'm afraid that his so-called collections, like this wine list, were looted by his father from China. I don't know how much Chinese blood has been stained... Qin Yang's heart ached. After a while of tightening, I felt a rush of hot blood rising from my chest and rushing straight into my brain. At this rush, a flash of light seemed to flash in my mind, and I blurted out: "If Hiroichi Sakamoto doesn't know that I am Chinese, then I don't know." Is there a problem? I can just watch without talking!"

The wine glass in the hands of Saburo Nishinomiya

Qin Yang smiled and said, "You have a lot of wine here, but it's a pity that there are few things that go with the wine."

The wine glass in Saburo Nishinomiya's hand shook violently and spilled a few drops of sake. He quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "This is a good way. There is a reception at Hiroshi Sakamoto's family next week. I can take you there to see it together. .”

"Okay, then I'll thank you first, and cheers."

Qin Yang thanked him sincerely, raised his wine glass to pay respects to Saburo Nishinomiya, and drank it down in one gulp. Not to mention, this man named Saburo Nishinomiya looks pretty good, no wonder it is said that No. [-] rice feeds No. [-] people , it seems that there are a few pleasing to the eye among the islanders.

Han Yiyi didn't drink well, so she stopped after barely a drink, Qin Yang and Saburo Nishinomiya drank one after another, and they quickly drank the two bottles of wine to the bottom.

The considerate Ono Miko brought wine for the two of them, and added a few plates for them, which contained dried beef, dried fish and other appetizers, which made the two wine baskets very happy. A good drink...