National Tide 1980.

It was already 9:40 when Yoshimo and his son met on the west side of Ginza Street, which was already a little late.

But there was no way, their meeting was decided at the last minute.

The father and son both had their own social engagements, so it was not easy for them to get away without being rude.

Take Minister Yoshimo for example. Today, because he was having dinner with the executives of the Bank of Japan, he was supposed to continue with the one-stop service, but at least he had to go to the nightclub to have a few drinks.

It was just that the Bank of Japan executive felt a little unwell, so he only sat in the nightclub for ten minutes after dinner and left without even finishing a glass of whiskey.

Minister Ji Mao finally had time to think about other things and called his son using the nightclub's phone.

The reason why he hurriedly called Ji Maoce, who had already gotten off work, to come here to meet him was also very simple.

Because the place of his dinner party today was at Tan Palace Restaurant, he just asked casually, but unexpectedly heard from the restaurant manager that Ning Weimin was having fun in a nearby nightclub.

This is a rare opportunity to "encounter" Ning Weimin by chance. He certainly hopes to take this opportunity to meet and chat with Ning Weimin to enhance their relationship.

Of course, I don't want my son to miss this opportunity. For his future future, he can come and express his gratitude in person and gain some goodwill.

As for Ji Maoce, he was initially reluctant to receive the call from his father.

It was not for any other reason, but because he was supposed to have a dinner with his subordinates in the bank today to celebrate his promotion to the head of the Financing Section 2.

This was the highlight of his life.

Not to mention that he was infatuated with the taste of power and glory for the first time, even having two beautiful girls among his subordinates made him itchy.

But I didn't expect that I had just had a few drinks and eaten a few bites of sashimi.

He hadn't had time to think about how to take the two girls to a "second meeting" after the party, and whether there was any hope of getting one of them into bed today.

His father called him and ordered him to rush across two districts to meet him.

It would be strange if he could be happy in his heart.

But he is not a fool, he knows very well how he got the position of section chief.

In addition to having his father as a strong backer at the headquarters, the branch manager also looks at him differently.

Thanks to the current situation, his solid work performance can stand out in the branch.

And of course, we have to thank Ning Weimin for this.

The 10 billion yen loan from the Chinese client his father introduced to him helped him exceed the branch's loan targets for two months, and also won his department the Best Department Award of the Year.

This made all members of the entire Financing Class 2, from top to bottom, grateful to him.

To this end, he was promoted to the position of section chief at the age of 22, having only worked for four years.

It was already enviable enough that he was promoted to the position of department head just three years after joining the company, and such a promotion was a rare honor.

The most amazing thing is that he was the section chief because the former section chief voluntarily gave up his position.

Because he was close to retirement age and knew that he could not bear the current performance pressure, the former section chief actually took the initiative to tell the president that he was willing to change departments and give up the position of section chief of Financing Section 2 to the more capable him.

When the appointment was announced, the former section chief kept bowing and asking for help, and officially handed over Section 2 to him.

What a glorious thing this is?

So in the final analysis, Ning Weimin is the client who is the foundation of his career. Therefore, no matter how disappointed he was, as soon as he heard Ning Weimin's name from his father's mouth, he left the table without saying a word and rushed here.

But even so, he couldn't escape a scolding because he made Minister Yoshimo wait for half an hour.

I am who I am. The suppression of father-son bloodline in Japan is similar to that in China.

"Asshole, why are you so slow? You made me wait for you for so long?"

"I can't help it. It's hard to get a taxi. There's a traffic jam on the road. In order to arrive on time, I had to reluctantly pay 30,000 yen to get a taxi."

"Taxi? Why? Where's your car?"

"Dad, I drank a lot. After get off work today, everyone in the Second Finance Department will have a dinner party to celebrate my promotion..."

"Call me Director, but it's still working hours. And it's only 30,000 yen, is that worth complaining about? You've been promoted, and it's not like you don't have the transportation fee, you're still a section chief. Oh, by the way, how much did you drink just now? If we really meet Chairman Ning later, I hope you won't embarrass me..."

"I just had two beers, I definitely wouldn't do anything rude. But...but, I rushed here, I haven't eaten much...so my stomach is a little..."

"What? Do you want to have a bowl of beef rice before meeting the client? Idiot, why don't you check your watch? What time is it now? Do you think someone like Chairman Ning will sit in a nightclub and wait for you to fill your stomach? If you were not my son, I would fire you immediately for saying such a stupid thing! Your generation of young people is really bad. How can you not endure any hardship? When I was doing business, I was willing to go without food for a day as long as I could sign a financing contract of 1 million yen! Stop talking nonsense and follow me!"

Just like that, Ji Maoce, who rushed over without any delay, faced the double suppression of his father's position and bloodline.

Under his father's nagging and scolding, I not only ate the most, but also dared not even express my grievances to his face.

He could only endure the empty hunger and cheer himself up, following his father step by step towards the gathering place of Ginza clubs and nightclubs.

At this moment, facing the bustling street scene, a sense of absurdity arose in his heart.

Because he was probably the only one among the people on this street who had not even filled his stomach and yet had to go to the most expensive place to continue socializing and drinking.

Spending the most expensive money and suffering the most despicable pain is unbelievable no matter how you think about it.

Yes, this is Ginza.

On both sides of the wide asphalt road, majestic buildings stand one after another.

Even the innermost ends of the alleys on both sides are shining with neon lights attracting customers at night.

Especially in places like Ginza Nanachome where they came.

The long signboard is like a ladder, surrounded by colorful neon tubes. It stretches from the outer wall of the second floor of the building to the roof, which is particularly spectacular and eye-catching. Each word on the signboard is made up of neon tubes, with Japanese and foreign names intertwined.

There are also grids of signs on the outer wall of the building's exit, with many store names written on them, including nightclubs, restaurants, fried food restaurants, and hotels.

There is a building with the same appearance on the other side of the road.

Both sides of the street were already filled with cars, and these private cars and taxis were waiting for their owners to come in as guests.

On the sidewalk, there were several men walking slowly, shoulder to shoulder.

At the store entrance and the building entrance, beautifully dressed female public relations staff are happily greeting and seeing off customers.

Western suits, beautiful kimonos and dresses are mixed together, complementing each other.

The graceful waitresses are all pretty and charming.

The scene of feasting and revelry immediately stimulated Ji Maoce's spirit.

His rumbling stomach suddenly didn't feel so hungry anymore, and the fatigue in his legs disappeared. He felt much better than before.

However, something even more ridiculous happened at this time.

Ji Maoce never dreamed that it would be quite embarrassing for father and son to go to a place like a nightclub together.

But his own father would actually take the initiative to share relevant experiences with him.

"Have you ever been to Ginza's nightclubs?"

"No."

"Really? You haven't been there with the branch manager?"

"Yes. Not even once. I was just a department head, not qualified to accompany a branch manager. At most, I would accompany the section chief to places like snooker and karaoke."

"That's right. Since this is your first time, you have to be extra focused today. Watch my actions carefully and learn from me. You are also a section chief, so you should be careful not to embarrass yourself in front of important customers in the future if you don't understand anything."

This sounds even stranger. Ji Maoce never thought that one day his own father would teach him about the world of entertainment.

  Did Dad mean for him to learn how to flirt with the hostesses?

This is too embarrassing, this is a shame, right? What would it be like if other people knew about this?

So he immediately became hesitant and not only did he not dare to agree, he even suspected that his father was drunk and talking nonsense.

"Minister... Minister, are you okay? Is it really okay if I drink again today?"

Minister Yoshimo immediately realized the subtext of his words.

"Asshole, do you think I'm talking nonsense? I'm telling you something serious. What do you think a bar in Ginza is? A cheap place like Kabukicho? Did I take you to a nightclub just to let you pick up girls and teach you how to have fun? If you think so, you really deserve a beating."

"Look carefully here. There are no drunken customers, noisy college students, middle-aged employees urinating everywhere, young people arguing over trivial matters, young girls vomiting in the middle of the street, or lovers kissing passionately. There are no tattooed, arrogant hooligans. Because this is Ginza. There are only polite and wealthy gentlemen and beautiful, gentle and elegant girls."

"You'll know when you find the place. The female public relations here are definitely not comparable to the hostesses in those entertainment venues you go to. They may not be the most beautiful, but they are definitely good at talking and understand what men need the most. They won't entertain you with their sex appeal. They won't let you hug them casually. So you better behave yourself. Don't show any lecherous look, and don't do anything excessive. Otherwise, if you become a disgusting guest, not only will it embarrass us, but it will also embarrass President Ning."

Hearing his father say this, Ji Maoce quickly responded.

But despite this, he could not conceal the confusion and puzzlement in his expression.

This still aroused Minister Yoshimo's dissatisfaction, as he thought his son did not take his advice to heart at all.

"I say, in your heart, do you think that the bars in Ginza are insignificant? Just sitting there for a while and chatting with a lady may cost 30,000 or 40,000 yen. If you drink to your heart's content, hundreds of thousands or even millions of yen a night are common. It's simply not worth it. And those women can only be looked at but not touched. It's better to find a woman you like and go to a bar or a dance hall to have a good time. Is that right?"

Ji Maoce was stunned when his father said what he was thinking.

But even though he thought so, he didn't dare to admit it frankly, for fear of being scolded again.

He kept shaking his head, and was quite good at beating around the bush.

"Minister, I haven't thought about it that much. I'm not qualified to comment on something I don't understand yet."

This was a clever statement. Although he knew that part of what he had said was in vain, Minister Ji Mao still patiently explained it to him.

"Hehe, rich people are not fools. In fact, the richer the people, the smarter they are. Who would be so stupid as to waste money? Let me tell you, few people who come to Ginza Nightclub to spend money come for the beauty. Although most people can afford it and hope to get along with beautiful and smart girls to make themselves feel at ease, most people come here to find more career opportunities. Can you understand this?"

"I..." It seemed that Ji Maoce was not very talented in the ways of the world. He was stunned for a long time and still did not give the answer that Minister Ji Mao wanted to hear.

For this reason, Minister Yoshimo, as a father, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Seeing that the place he wanted to go was right in front of him, he didn't keep it a secret and just told him directly.

"Ace, the bars in Ginza are frequented by wealthy people. In fact, they have become a gathering salon for the upper class in Japan, a disguised social club. The frequent customers actually come here to meet people who can help their careers. And the ones who connect them are the mamasan and hostesses of clubs and nightclubs. Do you understand? So, the more customers there are in these bars in Ginza, the more people flock to them. Because the booming business not only represents whether the mamasan's business methods are clever, but also represents the value of a store's network resources. Although the fees are so expensive, even if it is crowded, there are still a lot of people who want to patronize such stores. But you can't just enter if you want to, because the booming nightclubs are all membership-based. And once a store still has a decrease in customers, it will become a vicious cycle, and maybe soon there will be no customers at all."

This alternative explanation is an angle that Ji Maoce has never thought of.

He finally realized and understood his father's painstaking efforts, and had a deeper understanding of the purpose of this trip.

I have to say that some valuable experiences cannot be figured out by oneself through so-called personal struggle and hard work.

"Minister, I understand. What you mean is that Ginza Nightclub is a good place to find resources. We are not going there just to meet President Ning, but we may also gain other things, right? So we must come to this kind of place more often if we have the chance?"

These words finally comforted Minister Yoshimo and he patted his son on the shoulder.

"You are not hopelessly stupid. You should make good use of your social expenses and work hard. You are only 22 years old and you have become a class leader. If you are lucky, you may become a branch manager before you are 30. If that happens, you may even surpass me by the age of 40."

Ji Maoce was excited by the rare encouragement and bright prospects. He now truly realized the benefits of having his father's support.

"Dad... No, Minister. I will try my best and will never bring shame to the family." (End of this chapter)