Rebirth: Let's Talk About 1984

According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.

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Chapter 361 Running Away with a Bucket?

In the new chairman's office, Mitsui Tousaburo met with the newly appointed chairman, Toyota Minamisho.

He was in his forties, wore gold-rimmed glasses, and looked very refined.

If Mitsui Tousaburo hadn't known a bit about this guy's temperament, he could have really been fooled by his appearance.

He looks refined and has a somewhat kind face.

If you were to describe him in Z-language: he'd be a smiling tiger.

Behind the scenes, they do nothing but shady things. As for how ruthless they are, needless to say, they are no less vicious than Eiji Toyoda.

Mitsui Tousaburo answered Toyota Nanzhao's questions very carefully.

When discussing the matter of Eiji Toyoda's private meeting with Zhao Shanhai, he recounted the events of that time.

The percentage of commission we'll pay is the amount of the price reduction we can offer.

At this point, Toyota Nanzhao asked, "How much do you think Zhao Shanhai can lower his price?"

“Chairman Nanzhao, it’s not about how much Zhao Shanhai can be demoted, it’s about Xing Baohua! Zhao Shanhai is just following his orders!” Mitsui Fujisaburo said.

"Did you see Xing Baohua during your trip to Hong Kong?" Suddenly, Toyota Nanzhao gave him a cold look.

Mitsui Fujisaburo didn't dare to look the other person in the eye, and lowered his head to say, "To be honest, Chairman Nanzhao, I did see him this time."

With a slight smile, Toyota Nanzhao asked, "What did you talk about with him?"

Mitsui Tousaburo really wanted to say that they didn't talk about anything; it was all just flattery and nonsense when they met.

But when he caught a glimpse of the new president with that slight smile, he dared not say anything carelessly and could only give a brief, concise reply.

"Actually, I went there simply following Chairman Ying Er's instructions, since I was the one who brought the two companies together. It's more appropriate for me to handle some things myself. The main purpose of my trip to Hong Kong to meet with Mr. Xing Baohua was to reduce the premium."

Toyota Nanzhao, still smiling, asked, "Did he agree to lower the price?"

"He said he would agree to lower the premium, but it depends on whether the newly appointed chairman, that is, you, Chairman Nanzhao, are sincere!"

"Sincerity? What kind of sincerity does he want?" At this point, the smile on Toyota Nanzhao's face gradually disappeared, and he could no longer see any anger.

Then, with a cold smile, he said, "What sincerity does he want? Chairman Eiji offered him a Crown car, but he didn't want it. What does he want now? Territory? Sincerity! I think he just wants the whole Toyota! That's impossible, and absolutely not allowed!"

As he spoke, Toyoda Nanzhao's voice gradually rose, and his excited arms trembled as he waved them.

He was much like Mustache, one of their allies during World War II, who used overly exaggerated gestures during his speeches.

Mitsui Tousaburo didn't say anything more, but kept his head down.

Listen to the rage of this roaring filial son.

About ten seconds later, Toyota Nanzhao calmed down and asked Mitsui Fuji, "What is Zhao Shanhai's role?"

“He is Xing Baohua’s authorized representative in R. As you know, Xing Baohua is currently under threat. He is unable to go out and has been staying at home. Therefore, some contracts or transaction documents need to be signed by Zhao Shanhai as his representative.”

“I still suspect that Chairman Eiji was killed by Xing Baohua’s men,” Toyota Nanzhao said, looking at Mitsui Fuji’s face.

At this moment, Mitsui Fujio dared not speak recklessly!

All he could do was think to himself, "It's not just doubt, it is!"

But this matter cannot be revealed by Mitsui Fuji, otherwise things will get chaotic again.

"I hope Chairman Nanzhao will thoroughly investigate the cause of Chairman Eiji's death," Mitsui Fuji said, nodding earnestly.

"My people, while gathering information on Zhao Shanhai, saw him frequently visiting dance halls and brothels..."

"I'm sorry, Chairman Nanzhao. I took him to those places, and I feel very guilty for causing inconvenience to your investigation." Mitsui Fujisaburo quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake. He didn't know why Toyota Nanzhao suddenly asked this question.

If the president of the Nanzhao Association has any traditional ethnic aversions or is angry about places where foreigners should not be allowed to enter, then this must be condemned.

As the one who instigated it, Mitsui Tousaburo needed to quickly ask for forgiveness.

"No need for that. What I'm trying to say is, since he likes prostitutes so much, let's arrange one for him. Ideally, he should fall head over heels in love, completely unable to extricate himself. We'll take photos and videos of him then. Understand?" Toyota Nanzhao said with a smile.

"Understood, I'll arrange it as soon as possible. As for whether Zhao Shanhai can..."

"If one isn't enough, then arrange a few more. Japan may not have much else, but it has plenty of women. The better, they should be the ones who can help him spend more money! The bigger the show, the more money the better. Once he runs out of money, he'll lose face."

"If he doesn't have money, he'll have to find it himself. Whether it's what we provide or what he wants to earn as a commission, it's all good! Haha! Go and get it done. Let's start by getting through to him." Toyota Nanzhao said with a smile, waving to Mitsui Fujisaburo to let him leave.

As Mitsui Tousaburo left Toyota headquarters, his pager went off. He checked the message and... wow! He was just looking for Zhao Shanhai. He hadn't expected this guy to call him.

I replied to Zhao Shanhai's message, saying we'd meet in the evening, but he was a bit busy right now. I'll give him the address when we meet, etc.

After sending the message, Mitsui Tousaburo went to find a public phone.

Find a public phone, insert a few coins, take out a small phone book, flip through a few pages, and dial the number on the page.

"Mishimishi! This is Mitsui Tousaburo! Are you Nakata's manager? Oh! Well, I have an important client who needs a high-class part-time job. Hmm! Age 25-30! Yes, mature and sexy. Haha! A celebrity! Okay, sure. Wait for my call."

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