922, A man with zero sense of existence...the grandson of a slippery ghost?!(3/3)
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"Ajiu~Aqie~Ah Cheng!"
In a private room of a traditional Japanese restaurant, Naoki Nagayama sneezed three times in a row!
"Naoki-san...is the air conditioning too strong?"
Fangcun Dayou asked with some disgust, complaining in his heart, luckily the food hasn't been served yet...
"No..." Nagayama Naoki rubbed his nose, "Someone must have ill intentions towards me!!!"
"...That's one sneeze..." Otomo Yoshimura said, "The two sneezes are missing..."
"What about three times?"
"you caught a cold!"
"Absolutely not!"
After bickering with each other for a while, when the meal was finally delivered, the two began to eat and continue chatting.
"Naoki-san seemed to say before that something big is going to happen in the international market in September?"
"Yeah...it should be soon!"
Nagayama Naoki took a piece of salmon, dipped it in soy sauce and wasabi and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling the delicate meat texture and spicy taste, and then drank it down with a sip of sake~
"When the time comes, Neon's economy will be like a volcano erupting and boiling~"
"What an exaggeration..." Yoshimura Otomo said, "Naoki-san's layout in the United States has been completed, right?"
"yes...."
Naoki Nagayama smiled and said that he had already arranged operators and had set up a capital fund of nearly US$500 million there. The investment manager there used all his contacts and finally gathered them together.
So much money.
"The investments of Otomo-san and Shuichi-san have also been arranged... Don't worry!"
"Of course I feel relieved about Naoki-san!"
Yoshimura Otomo is really not worried. It can be said that even if his current investment is a total loss, he will still be able to make it back within five years!
The current size of the tree friend can be said to be a money tree with well-developed root system~
"Hahaha, Otomo-san, wait until you become the person at the top of the neon pyramid!"
Yoshimura Otomo shook his head. Naoki Nagayama, who had been drinking, even talked big words...
The tip of the pyramid? That’s the domain of financial groups, nobles and politicians~
It is impossible for ordinary people to climb up in their lifetime!
Yoshimura Otomo poured the wine from the wine glass into his mouth, feeling the burning taste all the way down his throat... He looked across at Naoki Nagayama who was enjoying the delicious food, as if he was suddenly prepared to climb to the top of the pyramid.
I have confidence again....
"If it's Naoki-san, it seems...it's not impossible!"
Chapter completed!