Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

After visiting Tokyo in person, Nan Yi realized that some of his ideas were wrong.

For example, at this time, the employment rate of married women in Japan is very high. Women are the most popular in the workplace, and various companies are scrambling to get them. Few of them are full-time wives at home.

But maybe because of the realization of the dream of economic independence, Japanese women began to act like demons.

With the increase in economic income and changes in the social environment, Japanese women naturally have higher demands. Many demands that Nan Yi regards as unreasonable are very popular in Tokyo today.

During this period of time, when Nan Yi ate out, he kept his ears up and listened to the wall. Based on what he heard, he summed up a view of love for women in Tokyo. Simply put, it was "three wallets".

Women in Tokyo must have at least three men to follow them when they go shopping: one is in charge of taking a taxi, one is in charge of treating guests to dinner, and the other is in charge of shopping and consumption, three wallets including driver, meal ticket, and credit card.

What is even more amazing is that Tokyo women will not actually choose any of these three people to be their life partners, because in their concept of mate selection, the final belonging must be left to their own "birth".

In other words, it is common for a woman to have 4 boyfriends who perform their duties at the same time, which is commonplace in Tokyo today.

In this era of luxury and luxury, men have to pay a high price to pursue a woman-flowers, romantic hotels, car pick-up and drop-off, high-end restaurants, and expensive jewelry are almost the basic configurations for dating.

If anyone can't do it, they will be looked down upon by women.

But even so, Japanese women are still not satisfied. After realizing education equality, employment fairness, and marriage freedom, they still want to continue to fight for women's rights and interests.

In order to solve this problem, women-only carriages were born, which directly physically separate men and women. They are not in the same space, and there must be no harassment.

The hostess often calls Tian Tian Ying and the ground ineffective, which is a miserable word.

After Nan Yi experienced the trams and subways in Tokyo, he deduced many things based on some articles he had read in his previous life.

As women become demons, men in Tokyo begin to guard against death. The three wallets will retreat, and after they can no longer touch men in the form of contact, they will develop the touch movement to their own units.

It is easier to touch porcelain in the unit. If you want to carry out work normally, your superiors and colleagues will definitely not be able to avoid contact with them.

Regardless of what methods they will invent, women in Tokyo will become unpopular in the workplace in the long run anyway. Women who have joined the society have no choice, but women who have just stepped out of society will find it difficult to find a job.

When economic independence is gone, other independence becomes nonsense.

At this moment, Nanyi was secretly observing his research subjects in a mid-range restaurant with an average consumption of about 8,000 yen per person.

Yuko Inoue, female, 26 years old, an ordinary office clerk in an ordinary company, with ordinary looks, ordinary body, ordinary height, ordinary family background, and ordinary character, is an ordinary person in the world, who is inconspicuous when thrown into the crowd kind of.

But such an ordinary woman also has three wallets by her side.

Nanyi followed all the way from the door of the club where Yuko Inoue worked. Nanyi already knew who the taxi purse was, and the next step was to see who was the purse for dinner. The rest was naturally the shopping purse that bleeds the most. .

Nanyi glanced at the food at Yuko Inoue's table, and roughly estimated the price, which should be around 45,000 yen, and the per capita consumption has exceeded Yuko Inoue's salary for a day.

Not only the table of Yuko Inoue, but also the other tables in the restaurant basically have a pattern of one woman and many men. The women are arrogant and arrogant like queens, and the men are flattering and flattering. Everything is centered on women.

The woman smiled, and the three licking dogs barked immediately, and their tails seemed to be equipped with a V8 engine, and they were shaking fast.

There are so many dog ​​licks, it would be a waste not to start the rice and wine business, and I don’t know if the women here in Tokyo have enough brains to be good enough for the Chinese women in the future. .

It’s probably a bit difficult. Mobile phones are not yet popular, and you can’t send text messages, so you can’t spread the net widely. You can only choose high-quality targets for deep cultivation and careful cultivation. You have to lie on one target and squeeze to death. The legal risks are high and the skills are also strong. The requirements are high, and there will not be too many people who can make a living in this field.

With this ability, I basically chose to work as a publicist in Ginza. Now that the market is so good, it is not so far away to earn more than 100 million yen a year.

Nan Yi stared at the table of Inoue Yuko, and kept turning in his mind, "Now is a good time to invest in the cosmetics industry and clothing industry in Tokyo. With so many wallets, women here in Tokyo have a lot of spending power. good.

After the economic downturn in Japan, South Korea happened to be seamlessly connected, and then the country. Swallowtail Butterfly wants to increase its promotion efforts here in Tokyo, and can't just focus on Europe and the United States. "

Keeping the thought in mind, Nan Yi seized the time to fill his stomach, and Yuko Inoue showed signs of ending the meal.

After leaving the restaurant, one woman and four men went to the intersection in front of the station in Shibuya, walked around the street for a while, and then entered Mitsukoshi Department Store.

Nanyi followed for more than two hours, but Yuko Inoue's knife was not sharp, and she only cut 400,000 yen from the last wallet, which was just one and a half months' wages.

Nanyi watched her take a taxi back, watched her send three wallets away, watched her go upstairs, watched her go downstairs again, watched her take a taxi back to Shibuya, watched her wait under an office building for more than half an hour When I was young, I watched her trot into a man's arms, watched her smile very sweetly, and watched her walk away holding the man's arm.

"This should be her destiny!"

With a last shiver, Nan Yi continued to follow, watching Yuko Inoue and Benmei go to eat roadside octopus balls near Kabukicho, and watching Yuko Inoue deliver Yuko to the car, he walked into an overnight business by himself Izakaya.

I looked at my watch, it was already past midnight, and I had to feel that the little devil was full of energy.

Nanyi was also hungry, so he paused for a while, and then walked into the izakaya that Ben Ming went to—the late night izakaya.

Bending his waist, he opened the sliding door of the izakaya. As soon as he got in, he heard a crisp greeting, "Guest, welcome."

Female voice, Nanyi was a little disappointed.

It would be good if it was a male voice, but it would be even better if there was a scar at the corner of the eye.

Looking up, what caught my eye was a thirty-five or six-year-old woman with a bun on her head and a pink solid-color kimono on her body, giving people a peaceful and plain feeling.

This kind of woman should be very popular with men who have experienced social beatings.

This point can be deeply understood by looking at the young and middle-aged people who are almost full at the bar.

Nan Yi found a seat to sit down, and said to the proprietress of the izakaya: "Windsor whiskey, is there anything else to eat now?"

"Guest, are you asking about dinner?"

"Yes."

"Sorry, we only have snacks here, no dinner, but you can tell me what you want, and I can go next door and order it for you."

"Then please order me a set meal of pork soup, and another set of fried eggs."

"Okay, guest."

The proprietress first poured Nan Yi a glass of whiskey, then she came out from the bar and walked out of the izakaya.

Nan Yi held up the wine glass and shook it, took a sip of the wine, put down the wine glass, and glanced at the others, all of them were very quiet, drinking silently with their heads down.

At this time, there are not so many full-time housewives. Men should not need to drink a night outside and pretend to be working hard. If they are still sitting here drinking at this point, they are probably empty-hearted people. Bar.

Ah, the three men dressed as women on the side should work in a custom shop that caters to male customers with special hobbies.

Not long after, the proprietress took a tray and walked to Nanyi's side with small steps, "Guest, your food is here."

"Thanks."

Whether Japanese food is good or not varies from person to person. Some people think it is delicious, and some people think it is not good, but there must be a consensus on the lack of it.

Two mouthfuls of pork, three mouthfuls of soup, four mouthfuls of boiled eggs, and the meal can be finished in three or five mouthfuls.

After eating, it only took Nanyi less than five minutes.

In the past five minutes, Benming had already drank a bottle of beer and left. It seemed that he was just thirsty.

"Guest, is this your first time here?"

"Yes, this is my first time here, and the proprietress seems to have a good memory."

"I have very few customers here, and most of the people who come here are regular customers. As long as I have been here, I will definitely have an impression. By the way, my name is Hagiwara Sayuri. Please take care of me."

"Nagao Wanji."

"What does Nagao-kun do?"

"Run a small club and sell agricultural products. Lily sauce, give me another drink." Nanyi shook the wine glass in his hand.

Hearing Nan Yi call her "Lily Sauce", Sayuri Hagiwara covered her mouth and said cheerfully, "Yongwei-kun, please wait a moment."

"Kun" is a respectful title for men in Japanese, but it is generally used among acquaintances. Sayuri Hagiwara called Nanyi "Nagao-kun", which is actually a bit out of place. It would be more appropriate to call him "Nagao-san".

Sayuri Hagiwara called it this way, which means to shorten the distance as soon as possible to facilitate communication.

Of course, this does not mean that she is interested in Nanyi. In fact, this is the same as a prostitute calling a client "husband". It is just a pure professional ethics, purely for the sake of money.

Nanyi called her "Lily Sauce" in a sense of ambiguity and teasing. "Jiang" is usually used on younger women, and it is usually used among women. Men call female sauce, usually in Under the premise that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

"Please, Yongwei-kun."

Sayuri Hagiwara poured another glass of whiskey for Nanyi.

Perhaps it was because Nanyi was so handsome, Sayuri Hagiwara continued to stand beside Nanyi after pouring the wine, "Yongwei-kun, do you like bowling?"

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