Rise of the Wasteland

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To say that the boss of Beichuan was desperately dead, another participant of the MV incident, Mr. Jiro Hashimoto, was ups and downs in life. From the beginning, I hoped to send my daughter into the art world, followed by a huge debt, and then Zhou Qingfeng suddenly emerged, followed by a mess.

In fact, the neighbors are more watching, and Mr. Hashimoto thinks more. Since only Zhou Qingfeng was seen from the beginning and he was still an unknown foreigner, even after Kitajojo's wolverine fled, he was still worried and feared a reversal.

Mr. Hashimoto drove out a small truck to buy goods as usual today. His sushi restaurant needs to buy some fresh fish and other ingredients every day. Every other sushi restaurant is accustomed to having home delivery, but he likes to buy it in the market in person.

Only today Mr. Hashimoto received unusual courtesy. He had just arrived at the supplier, and before he entered the store, he saw the supplier's manager trotting out from the inside, bent over and bowed, and shouted with great respect: "Hashimoto, hard work!"

The politeness of the Japanese is 99.9% purely out of habit. Even if he hates you, he has to do enough to show that he has not been rude. But it was the first time for the store manager to greet him and take the initiative to salute.

"Thank you again, I'm really grateful." Hashimoto Jiro also quickly bowed back slightly, only to find that the store manager who always walked in front of him always staggered by half a step and followed him. In the Japanese society that is respectable and orderly, it can be very particular about it. This is an identity.

"You are so kind."

"No, this is what it should be."

"No, you are still very polite."

"No no no, this is what it should be."

...

Humble asked two or three times, and Mr. Hashimoto found himself inexplicably walking ahead. He straightened his chest involuntarily, and raised his eyebrows and exultations, but murmured in his heart. You know, he used to buy goods with his back bowed, his back bent, and the bargaining was extremely humble. And now ..., a big difference!

What the **** is going on ..., can the supplier's manager get into the water?

Enter the supplier's store, and there are other merchants who come to purchase. Everyone seemed very polite, expressing their respect for Mr. Hashimoto with one's eyebrows, and said ‘Mr. Hashimoto, you have really cultivated a good daughter. ’

And looking at these businesses who came forward to know their own businesses, Mr. Hashimoto laughed and was even more puzzled, ‘did these guys collectively take the wrong medicine? This respectful attitude is completely treated as a big man. And ... what does this have to do with my daughter? ’

Hashimoto Jiro was still a little accustomed to his sudden rise in status. Others repeatedly mentioned ‘Nanako’ with an admiring tone, but he still could n’t help but wonder: What has n’t happened in the past week? Did something extraordinary happen?

"Sir, I need about a hundred kilos of salmon."

"We must meet Hashimoto's needs, and we will definitely sell them at a fair price."

Oh ..., actually selling at a bargain? The manager of this supplier usually smiles but always compares the baht. Today, there is definitely a problem in my mind.

Parity can save a lot of money. Mr. Hashimoto felt that maybe he should buy more goods. "If it is par, I hope to buy two hundred kilos."

"Also no problem." The manager agreed quickly.

Oh ..., oh ..., oh ..., actually made me take such a big advantage? It's too difficult. Mr. Hashimoto felt that he was lucky today. If his sushi restaurant had limited daily sales, he would like to buy more.

"That ... the eel needs some too."

"Absolutely parity."

"Tuna words ..."

"It's also par."

"Lobster and other seafood."

"Still parity."

When each plastic basket filled with seafood and ice cubes was pushed into Mr. Hashimoto's truck, he could be sure-today, the manager of the supplier really has a problem. Everything is at a fair price. What else can he earn? However, he still seized the opportunity to purchase a lot, saving a lot of costs.

With a happy mood, Mr. Hashimoto happily pulled the goods back to the sushi restaurant. And on the way back all the way, as long as anyone who knows him has become a person. For example, Mr. Ju Di from the Ju Di Flower Shop opposite his house, rushed up when he saw him.

"Hashimoto Sang, you have worked hard." Mr. Ju Di bowed and smiled, and finally took Mr. Hashimoto's hand and said: "A dozen of us near us have already discussed and decided to recommend you for the next term Soka City Councillor. I would like to ask for your help in the future. "

Nani ..., city councilor? I'm a little boss who runs a sushi restaurant!

Mr. Hashimoto really didn't care about etiquette this time, and the whole person stayed like Wulei's toad. He never dreamed that he would be able to work in politics one day, but it was all a big man's business, and it was not his ordinary citizen in his forties.

Am I right?

Mr. Hashimoto's sluggishness has misunderstood Mr. Kikuchi, who later said: "Hashimoto Sang doesn't need to worry about the election funds. We really try to contact more people to support it. Now Nazi's image is so good, It ’s helpful for your campaign. "

You do n’t have to spend money ... How can there be such a good thing in the world? But I never really wanted to be a city councilor!

Mr. Hashimoto was really confused this time. He hurriedly grabbed Mr. Kikuchi's hand and asked uneasily, "Jukusan, what happened? I felt very wrong when I went out in the morning, please I must undo my doubts. "

Looking at Mr. Hashimoto's expression did not seem to be false, Mr. Ju Di asked quietly: "Did you watch Nanako's video last night?"

"Last night? No!"

"Go check it out ~ www.readwn.com ~ Nanako is doing very well." Mr. Ju Di is quite a stupid man with stupid grudges. The meaning in his tone is almost ‘why did this good luck fall into my house? ’

But as Mr. Kiku bowed away, Mr. Hashimoto was still confused. Regardless of the unloading, he hurried into his sushi restaurant, trying to figure out what happened?

But as soon as Mr. Hashimoto entered his sushi restaurant, he saw that the ordinary restaurant was full of people, and it was really crowded like canned sardines. It has never been so lively since the store opened, and among this crowd of people, there are actually many reporters carrying cameras and microphones.

"Mr. Hashimoto is back!" Someone shouted in the crowd.

So I looked at everyone's eyes. Several reporters rushed over like dogs, and every microphone went to Mr. Hashimoto.

"Mr. Hashimoto, what do you think of the video last night?"

"Mr. Hashimoto, how did you train your daughter so unusually?"

"Mr. Hashimoto, how did you persuade Mr. Kitagawa? It must be very difficult, please say something."

Among the crowd, Hashimoto's mother, Kyoko, sighed in the sushi turntable, and said helplessly, "Jiro, just say something to the media."

Mr. Hashimoto was so shocked that Muran said, "I don't know what happened?" (To be continued.)

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