National Tide 1980.

Chapter 908 The Little Flower Snake

Like a blue light sports car coming from Harumi Avenue, it slowed down and turned into Matsuya Street leading to Ginza [-]-chome.

Then turn left and walk 30 meters, and finally stop at the parking lot of Matsuya Department Store.

This old department store, which opened in 1925, opened earlier than the Mitsukoshi Department Store across the street.

It is not only one of the oldest, most upscale and most well-known department stores in Tokyo.

And from the day it opened, it's a place where fashion and design meet.

The store is full of luxury goods from all over the world, as well as high-quality products full of international fashion and sense of the times, rich and colorful.

To meet the strong consumer demand of Japan's wealthy class.

However, in recent years, as rich people in Japan have begun to go abroad more and more frequently, many people have fallen in love with buying luxury goods directly from abroad.

The advantage is that it is not only cheap and high quality, but also can protect privacy.

So this has led to the decline of the importance of Matsuya Department Store in the minds of rich Japanese.

Rich people often come here to buy only for sudden and urgent needs like gift giving.

On November 11th, the afternoon of Western Thanksgiving, Keiko Matsumoto came with this purpose.

But she didn't have much time, so she made an appointment at four o'clock in the afternoon, almost an hour later, to meet Ning Weimin at the restaurant and bar of the Mitsui Garden Hotel in Ginza.

Therefore, it seems that there is not enough time to carefully choose clothes, not to mention that she doesn't know the size of Ning Weimin's clothes.

After much deliberation, it seems that within a limited time, buying a watch as a gift for Ning Weimin is the most practical way.

In fact, to be honest, she has long wanted to give Ning Weimin a better watch, even from the first time they met.

You know, she has noticed that Ning Weimin doesn't have a watch on his wrist.

Poor young man, the strap of the watch seems to be broken, and the watch has been kept under his clothes.

Always take it out to check the time.

Perhaps it is not a good brand, and his owner may be a little shy because of this, and he is not ashamed to show others.

So in her opinion, if you use a more advanced watch as a gift.

Not only can it make Ning Weimin more decent, but it will also be more practical. He will definitely be happy.

Not to mention his wrists are so elegant and strong that one wants to hold them tightly.

It should have been decorated with a designer watch.

Not only that, but she also wanted to give Ning Weimin more things.

Shirts, trousers, coats, shoes, socks, leather shoes, jackets, scarves, sunglasses, belts, wallets, cufflinks, tie clips, and limited edition pens and lighters...

His figure is so good, naturally matched with high-end stuff.

If it is a few centimeters taller, it will definitely be able to serve as a professional model.

Besides, he is so young.

When not wearing it at this time?Do we have to wait until we are old?
Seriously, Matsuya Ginza, those luxury items that line the store.

Whether clothing, shoes and socks, or trinkets, everything is wasted.

Because often these things can only be used to dress up those vulgar, old and bloated bodies in the end.

This very "dialectic" thinking made Keiko Matsumoto feel more at ease and more impatient.

Needless to say, because it was Thursday, which was Thursday.

Before the off-duty time, there are still relatively few customers in Matsuya Ginza.

The advantage is that parking spaces are easy to find, and you will never wait in line for more than half an hour like on weekends.

There are also disadvantages, that is, there are far more service staff than customers.

Wearing neat and decent uniforms, they waited and stood beside each counter.

As soon as he sees a customer, he will bow at ninety degrees, play snobbish games in politeness, make side-effects, and play hard to get.

But it wasn't this that really made Keiko Matsumoto feel uncomfortable.

It was what she saw when she walked into the gate of the mall, walked through the cosmetics section and came to the escalator.

The big poster of Shiseido here is particularly conspicuous.

The whole picture of several square meters is like a waterfall, layer by layer, directly connected from the top floor of the shopping mall to the basement floor.

You know, Shiseido is the cosmetics she endorsed a year ago.

In other words, a year ago, her photo was still hanging here.

But now, the position that was supposed to be occupied by her is not what it used to be, and someone else has changed.

No matter which floor she went to, she could always see Ayumi Ishida, a film and television singer who was similar in age to her, and she hated the smiling face.

The lucky person who occupied this position because of her bad luck said to her as if mocking her.

"What you lost is what I got, I'm sorry..."

How could she turn a blind eye to it, how could she remain calm and calm at all?
Keiko Matsumoto, who walked up the escalator, really regretted that she didn't take the straight elevator. Why did she come here to get this mental stimulation?

What was even more surprising was that just when she finally reached the fourth floor and was about to leave the escalator, she ran into an acquaintance again.

At that time, there was a burst of female laughter floating from her right.

That laughter was not crisp, neither like a silver bell nor like a lark.

It looks like there is something wrapped in the mouth, and it seems to be kissing and laughing, and it is still somewhat inexplicably familiar.

Keiko Matsumoto turned her head curiously, but she caught a glimpse of Michiko Harada at a glance.

Sure enough, she was smiling with something in her mouth, and she was smiling while kissing.

But what she kissed was an ice cream cone.

She's not alone, there's a man by her side, and a man of her age.

It can be seen from the clothes that they belong to the relatively wealthy and wealthy class.

The two of them leaned side by side on the glass fence of the mall, each holding a cone.

However, this man was holding a cone in his hand, and he didn't eat it himself, but kept feeding it into Michiko Harada's mouth.

The man stuffed it, and Michiko sucked and smiled.

The man stuffed it again, Michiko stuck out her tongue and took another bite, then smiled...

The two were arguing affectionately, having a great time, repeating this.

Michiko's oval face was always smiling while licking and sucking.

Smile coquettishly, boldly, and flamboyantly.

It seemed as if she was about to narrow her peach eyes into a slit, and shatter the goose egg shell she had painstakingly modified.

Michiko Harada and this man are in a formal relationship, Keiko Matsumoto is not sure.

But she knew that the relationship between the two of them was definitely not a normal friendship, and some behaviors had exceeded the boundaries of reasonable communication.

So for a moment, Keiko Matsumoto was upset at seeing this scene that violated public customs.

Then thinking about the purpose of my trip, I feel even more embarrassed.

Needless to say, she who came to buy a gift for a young man in private was rather guilty and didn't want to bump into acquaintances at all.

You Qi met this daring Michiko Harada again.

This girl has always liked to ask the bottom line and catch the wind, if she catches any clues, it will be troublesome.

So Matsumoto Keiko didn't hesitate much, turned around and left, intending to hide in the Cartier store next door.

She also thought to herself, as long as she doesn't get discovered, just avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Michiko Harada's eyes were sharp.

Even though Matsumoto Keiko had turned around and left, Harada Michiko still recognized her just by her back view.

So about ten minutes later, when Keiko Matsumoto thought she had avoided this encounter, she was sitting at the counter concentrating on choosing a watch for Ning Weimin.

Michiko Harada was actually carrying a handbag, followed her, and followed her in.

She acted coquettishly with a look of surprise and joy, cheering and jumping.

And that man was no longer by her side.

I don't know if he left on his own initiative, or was driven away by her.

"It can't be such a coincidence, is it really you? Sister."

Keiko Matsumoto was taken aback when she heard the sound.

But soon, she stared at Michiko Harada's sunglasses and smiled.

"Huh? What a coincidence. We met here, Michiko."

Her acting skills were even better, she seemed to be really pleasantly surprised, as if she hadn't seen anything just now.

"I knew I would have good luck today. When I went out in the morning, a black cat jumped onto my car. Sure enough, I met a nobleman."

"Oh, your mouth is so sweet."

"It's nice to see my sister!"

Michiko Harada continued to walk over, and sat affectionately beside Keiko Matsumoto.

The service staff bowed and saluted very consciously, and backed away, allowing them to speak freely.

"Hey, that's right. Why do you come to the department store at this time? Didn't you announce it today?"

Keiko Matsumoto pretended to ask unintentionally.

Michiko Harada did not doubt him.

"Ouch. It's rare to be lazy for a day. I was going to a magazine to shoot a print advertisement. I didn't expect that the little boss of the magazine was quite talkative. Seeing my listless look, I heard that I didn't have a good rest yesterday. Why don't you just let me take a day off, and accompany me to relax."

As she said that, Michiko Harada raised her wrist as if showing off, and it was shiny with a Tiffany bracelet hanging on it.

"Sister, look, does it look good? I just bought it on this floor for 28 yen. That guy is quite generous."

Obviously, seeing her crooked mouth, she looks beautiful.

There is no need for any answers at all, and vanity has been greatly satisfied.

"Ah? So, did you have a boyfriend?"

Keiko Matsumoto asked in surprise.

"What. How could I be so stupid."

Michiko Harada looks like a sexy wild cat.

She laughed for a while and leaned over, almost whispering into Keiko Matsumoto's ear.

"That man is just a 'tribute man'. If you see him cute, give him some sweets. My natal man must at least be a great director or writer. He is rich, famous, and Social status, and taste. What do you think? Sister..."

"It's good to be young. You can always be full of hope and fantasy, and face life positively."

Keiko Matsumoto expresses her point of view in euphemistic words.

In my heart, I sighed silently.

She felt that she was indeed old, and could no longer accept the love views of these young girls.

She also knows something about the current society.

Young girls are getting, uh, objectifying themselves.

Not only are there no burdens for pedaling a few boats, many people also engage in telephone meetings and sell their bodies.

And like a mockery, he categorizes men by nicknames.

What kind of errand man, tribute man, checkout man...

But for the man of the natal man who is the marriage partner, don't think about feelings.

But only considering the conditions of height, education and income, it has even reached the point of whimsical and completely unrealistic idealization.

This is the so-called "three tall men".

"Ah, are you hitting me, sister?"

Michiko Harada was not stupid, she actually heard the ridicule.

So she took advantage of her young age and acted coquettishly again.

"Why don't you feel sorry for me at all? Last time you left early, I worried about you for a long time. Thinking about it later, the director's wife is really a bit too much. I feel very sorry for my sister, and now I don't contact her very much. But recently I heard that my sister's career has improved again, and I feel much better. I am really happy for my sister."

"So you already know? Actually, it's nothing. It's just a talk show for NHK. Besides, it's not the first time I've participated in the Kohaku Song Festival."

Matsumoto Keiko said very modestly.

But she didn't expect it, she actually said something wrong, Michiko Harada didn't mean this.

"Huh? My sister is going to perform at the Kohaku Utara again? I don't know yet. Have you received an invitation from NHK? It's amazing."

"Hey? You don't know? Then you just..."

"Movie, sister, I'm talking about the movie "The Man in the Fire House". It's about to start shooting, right? Isn't the director who loves you the most still wants you to be the heroine? Don't lie to me, do you?"

When talking about business, Harada Michiko became even more enthusiastic. Not only did she deliberately please, but she also deliberately winked her eyes.

"Look at you, how obvious is it? Otherwise, why are you looking at a men's watch? Isn't it a gift for Director Fukasaku? Oh, this watch is 120 million! My sister is really caring. Director Fukasaku will definitely like it You really reconciled, then I can rest assured."

However, Keiko Matsumoto categorically denied this.

"You're guessing again. There's no such thing. I just came here today to buy gifts for my family. This watch will never be worn by any director. And I also want to tell you that although I have been invited, I have also clearly declined. I will not act in this movie. What you have heard are all false rumors..."

"Ah? Reject! Such a good opportunity, why did you refuse? Obviously, every time my sister cooperates with director Fukasaku, she can win the award smoothly..."

Michiko Harada took off her sunglasses and said in an incredulous tone.

"I also want to ask my sister to speak good things for me. Let me also have an important role to play..."

"Then you and I will be disappointed. Director Fukasaku and I do not agree on the filming concept of this film. The difference is too great. We are destined to be unable to cooperate. Want me to help you? Forgive me. What I do is limited to buying you a piece of clothing or a handbag. How about it, Michiko, did you see something you like today? If so, I'll buy it for you..."

Keiko Matsumoto made a joke and shifted the focus so that Michiko would not be able to inquire about this matter and pester her endlessly.

Of course, by the way, let yourself relax.

It's a pity that Michiko Harada had no intention of teasing, "Oh, sister, you're being serious."

After complaining, he looked around, showing a mysterious gossip again, still unwilling to give up.

"Sister, why are you messing with your temper again. Shochik Films has always been a director-responsible system. How to make a movie, as an actor, you only need to listen to the director. You decided this matter too hastily. Fortunately, it is a deep production. Director, there is still room for redemption. You must think carefully, and it is best to make a new decision, otherwise you will regret it."

"why?"

"Just because in the recently released movie "Yasha", Ayumi Ishida, who played the husband and wife with Takakura Ken, also fell in love with the heroine of this movie. Don't you know? She and her agent are actively talking with Director Fukasaku in private Contact. Can you believe it? The woman who snatched Shiseido and Mitsui Bank commercials from you while taking advantage of others, now has tasted the sweetness of the movie, and is here to snatch your heroine again! Could it be that your commercials are all It's not enough to be snatched by her, even the heroine of the movie is allowed to be snatched away by her? Besides, if an outsider is used as the heroine in such an important film of our Shochiku Films, where will we put our face? We Shochiku's loyal How can a perfect actress meet people? Sister, only you in the entire shipyard can compete with that woman. This is not the time for you to be humble..."

"Ayumi Ishida?"

The news was indeed surprising.

Although Matsumoto Keiko tried her best to conceal it, her expression still showed a little uneasiness.

Michiko Harada clearly captured her psychological fluctuations, and said more vigorously.

"By the way, I also heard that this bitch who just divorced seems to be still trying to seduce Director Fukasaku. The last two meetings were at high-end hotels, and they kept drinking until late at night. And at the same time, this shameless woman She also hooked up with a fledgling photographer. She spent a lot of money to support that young man and maintained an affair for a long time. Can you believe it? Let me tell you, don’t look at her long face, on the surface she looks like a good wife, a loving mother, and a decent woman In fact, the aloofness of being ascetic and unmoved by fame and fortune is all pretending. Her private life is very dissolute. Otherwise, why would she snatch other people's husbands and have sex with a man who is a few years younger than herself? What about getting married? Hmph, on the one hand, she is looking for young men to serve her. She does not hesitate to spend a lot of money on young men. On the other hand, she serves old men in exchange for money in order to get a role. It is disgusting. She puts herself Do you think you are living in the Paris of the last century when you become a La Traviata? No wonder her husband goes out to fool around every day, who can stand such a woman..."

Listening to Michiko Harada's endless instigation and slander, and talking about the sexual incidents about Ayumi Ishida who don't know the truth or not.

But the problem is that when young men are suddenly mentioned at this time, all that comes to Keiko Matsumoto's mind is Ning Weimin who is about to meet.

While making fun of others, she secretly buys expensive watches for young men.

Keiko Matsumoto couldn't help but blush because she couldn't achieve such a split personality.

What's more, she was afraid that she would inevitably show her flaws after talking for a long time, so she hurriedly changed the topic.

"Okay, stop talking about these unhappy things. I'm going to pay and leave. Do you want to buy clothes? If you don't need them, forget it. I don't have much time to stay here. Only half an hour at most for you."

In this way, Michiko Harada no longer worked hard for the future, but chose to seize the immediate benefits.

"Buy it, buy it, my sister is the best to me. Then you pay the bill quickly, let's pick it up right away. Don't worry, I won't delay your business."

"I really can't do anything about you. Which one do you want to go to later?"

"Which shop does my sister usually go to? I want to buy clothes like yours..."

"Hey? The two of us are completely different. Why do you suddenly want to buy something like mine? Don't you like avant-garde and young ones?"

"Aha, to tell you the truth, I also like young people recently. I often go to the haircut place, and there is a 20-year-old hair stylist. Today's young people have personality and love excitement. Like that boy I don’t like young girls, but I especially like mature ones. If I can imitate one-tenth of my sister’s charm, I will definitely fascinate him.”

Hearing what Harada Michiko said, Keiko Matsumoto couldn't stop thinking about it while she was spurning it.

How did Ning Weimin think of her?
Is it something new and exciting?
Or dull?
After all, the nine-year-old gap is there, and it is likely to cause an insurmountable generation gap.

Thinking over and over again in her heart, but when she took out her credit card and waved to the clerk to settle the payment, Keiko Matsumoto said something insincere.

"Just now you said that other people take care of all ages, but you yourself do such a thing. Don't you feel ashamed? You don't want your reputation? If the reporter really takes pictures of you fooling around and publishes it, I see what you will do ?”

However, even with such a serious topic, Harada Michiko still didn't take it seriously.

"What can I do? If reporters are willing to film, let them film it. To be honest, I'm a second-tier actor, and I can't wish for it. Maybe if I have a topic, I can become more famous. At least I can gossip Shows, earn more announcement fees. Anyway, I don’t have a regular boyfriend, and I haven’t seduced a married man. I can’t get along with the word “unsexual”? Who am I afraid of?”

Michiko Harada kept acting coquettishly, like a colorful snake wrapped around Keiko Matsumoto's arm.

In desperation, Matsumoto Keiko had no choice but to keep silent.

She had to admit that the Michiko Harada in front of her was very different from the little girl she pitied in the past.

She can chat casually, talk about men and women, and make color jokes without blushing or heartbeat, which is far from her delicate and lovely face.

Judging from her communicative skills, she is so sophisticated and skillful that she can't help herself.

She should not be an actress, but should open a bar in Ginza and be a mother-san.

(End of this chapter)