Chapter 901: Meet again
What kind of clothes should I wear?
In the bottom of her heart, Keiko Matsumoto has recited this sentence silently several times.
In the dressing room on the second floor, she looked at a tall mirror and took off another slightly gorgeous dress.
Even under the soft light, her silky skin is enough to make any man's blood rush.
But she herself didn't notice this at all, and she didn't have the confidence she deserved.
On the contrary, looking at the hundreds of sets of big-name clothes from all over the world in the ten-square-meter room, she felt palpitations and difficulty for the first time.
In fact, logically speaking, her almost perfect figure should make it easier to choose clothes. She looks good in almost any clothes.
Not to mention that she has participated in countless high-class banquets and celebrity parties.
Whether she is in Paris or New York, whether attending the Cannes Film Festival or the Venice Film Festival, she never takes great pains to dress up.
However, today, just to meet a strange young man, a Chinese from a third world country.
She can't help but look at herself with harsh eyes.
Either I think that outfit is too fancy, or I think that style is out of date.
Either I am picky about the too complicated decoration on the neckline of the dress, or I am picky about the waist of the skirt which makes me look a little fat.
It was almost the first time in her life that she felt so embarrassed and panicked.
Even if it was the first time a movie she participated in won an award, she had never been so nervous when standing on the podium.
This is so inexplicable and strange.
In the end, she suddenly remembered the past few years when she went to China to participate in film exchange activities.
By the way, Chinese people are very conservative about clothing, and luxury may make them look vulgar.
At least in the eyes of that Chinese young man, that is very likely to be the case.
His dressing style is so refreshing and simple, and you can tell at a glance that he likes simplicity.
So after much hesitation and trying on at least a dozen outfits, Keiko Matsumoto finally chose a white skirt suit.
On her feet she wore a pair of pearl white leather shoes with shallow heels.
The jewelry only retains the pearl earrings on the ears, and they are replaced with a darker color.
The watch also gave up the most commonly worn rose gold diamond-encrusted Cartier watch and replaced it with a Seiko Kun watch with a white soft belt.
This should look better, right?
Matsumoto Keiko looked in the mirror and thought to herself.
When she finally felt satisfied, she turned around and was about to leave.
But his eyes couldn't help but look at the "Jinkakuji" on the dressing table
That was when Ning Weimin was reading when they first met, and later he agreed to lend it to Her book.
In Matsumoto Keiko's mind, this book was undoubtedly read carefully by that beautiful and clean young man.
Every chapter, every section, every word has been touched by him.
Perhaps softly, perhaps casually, his fingerprints and the smell of his skin are left in every word.
So even though she had promised to return it when they met again, she still hesitated.
Better...don't pay it back first...
Thinking of this, Keiko Matsumoto's cheeks couldn't help but feel slightly hot, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.
Such shyness is unprecedented in many years.
This wonderful taste is like her being naughty when she was a child, climbing trees and touching bird eggs with adults on her back.
The feeling of being itchy with longing, but also afraid of losing your footing and falling from the tree.
When it came time to actually decide to go out, Keiko Matsumoto didn’t even plan to drive the blue sports car she had last time.
Suddenly, she felt that the car seemed too flamboyant and too sharp.
But she wanted to sharpen up the sharp things so that she could appear gentle, elegant and leisurely.
So in the end, I decided to be conservative and switched to another car of my own - a silver Toyota Crown.
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The time spent on the road almost flies by in an instant.
A full half hour ahead of the agreed time, Keiko Matsumoto arrived at her apartment in Nishi-Azabu.
While parking the car, she looked at her watch. It was three o'clock in the afternoon.
Actually, the reason why it happened so early was because Matsumoto Keiko was looking forward to it.
It was also because she wanted to ventilate the room in advance and boil a pot of water so that she could better entertain the guests.
So as soon as she arrived and entered the apartment, she started to get busy.
After opening the windows, turn on the air conditioner to keep warm, dry and fresh air indoors.
Although it was a sunny afternoon with plenty of sunshine, she still turned on all the indoor lights to make the apartment more transparent and brighter.
It is precisely because I have hidden thoughts and inexplicable thoughts that I cannot explain clearly.
And she had just experienced experiences that made her nauseous just thinking about them, and she just wanted to forget them forever.
Matsumoto Keiko was even more afraid of darkness and shadows, and longed to be bathed in the light.
When everything was finished and the water for tea was boiled, she couldn't help but wander in front of the full-length mirror behind the apartment door.
It was as if I had inadvertently peeked at the woman in the glasses, going back and forth several times. She walked to the mirror, took a look, then left, and then couldn't help but walk back again.
It’s not that she’s not confident, she just wants to take a photo and observe herself in her natural state in this way.
What she was particularly worried about was that she was afraid that if she dressed up too much, she would look artificial and old-fashioned, and be laughed at.
Finally, she met her own eyes in the mirror.
She couldn't help but examine the eyes in the mirror carefully.
In addition to confusion and tension, desire and joy, restlessness and rebellion.
There is also something like Eve's hunger for apples, Pandora's curiosity about the magic box, and something she can never grasp by herself...
At this moment, the doorbell rang.
Suddenly frightened, she stood at the door for half a minute before Matsuzaka Keiko finally plucked up the courage and walked to the door mirror to confirm the identity of the person outside the door.
Still dressed in the same outfit, Ning Weimin, who came as promised, stood at the door and waited quietly.
Matsumoto Keiko peered at the young man she longed to see for a longer time than before.
Enough for a ripe apple to fall from the tree.
Finally, as she unlocked the door and opened the door, there came from the door the voice she had heard before, a young, magnetic and humble voice.
“Hello, I seem to be a little late for keeping you waiting. Sorry.”
"It doesn't matter, the time is just right, please come in."
When Ning Weimin changed his shoes, she specially invited him.
"The tea has been brewed, come and sit."
Ning Weimin still moved very lightly and walked quietly.
He walked slowly through the entrance hall to the sofa and peeked at the big star who was already sitting on the sofa. However, he did not sit down directly, but saluted again.
"It's so troublesome for you, why are you so embarrassed?"
"It's nothing, I'm the one who wants to thank you."
Seeing how polite he was, Matsumoto Keiko stood up and returned the favor.
“The advice you gave us when we met last time was great. Thanks to you, the financial problem has been temporarily solved by using a mortgage loan.”
“Huh? My suggestion..."
This surprised Ning Weimin.
"Do you mean that this house has been mortgaged? So you called me here this time...not to sell the house?"
However, regarding this issue, Matsumoto Keiko took a different approach A non-committal, evasive way of coping.
"Let's sit down and talk. The temperature of the tea is just right. You can quench your thirst first." Indeed, after all, the two of them are still strangers, and the financial status is an important privacy of a person.
There is really no need for Matsumoto Keiko to disclose the details of this aspect to an outsider.
So Ning Weimin found it difficult to refuse the invitation.
This time he not only walked to the second seat and sat down, but also readily picked up the cup that had been filled with tea and took a polite sip.
"Good tea, thank you."
Then he quietly waited for Matsumoto Keiko's next words.
But to his surprise, Matsumoto Keiko stopped continuing this topic.
On the contrary, as if he had nothing to say, he actually changed his direction and unexpectedly became concerned about his current situation.
"Are you very busy recently? Do you have a lot of clients to receive? Is the house easy to sell? Has it been negotiated?"
"Oh, I have just started, and I am still in the learning stage. . But what is certain is that this industry is indeed becoming more and more prosperous."
Ning Weimin was very confused and simply responded with vague words.
"That's good." Matsumoto Keiko smiled, and then continued to ask questions that seemed impossible to answer.
"Where are you? Where do you live now?"
"Me? I actually...live...in Ginza..."
"Ginza?" Matsumoto Keiko's voice suddenly became louder, revealing unbelievable surprise.
But Ning Weimin is more capable than Matsumoto Keiko.
He can tell lies with his eyes open and his face not reddening, and he is not afraid of half-truths and half-falsities.
"Ah...yes. It's at No. 5-chome 6-8, a street behind the Ginza Seiko Bell intersection. You won't believe that there is a three-story Abatto. ? To be honest, the three-story iron-clad building is completely blocked by the commercial buildings outside. In fact, few people in Tokyo would know that there is no sunlight inside the house except for the rooftop terrace. . You have to turn on the lights during the day. But the advantage is that the house price is cheap and the transportation is only 40,000 yen a month..."
This does make sense.
Matsumoto Keiko nodded slightly, she obviously believed it.
“It’s incredible. Is there such a house in such an area? How did you find it?”
"Hey, it was a coincidence. When I first arrived in Tokyo to look for a house, the building in front of the house had just been demolished and rebuilt. I saw Abatto behind it. There was a rental advertisement on it..."
< br>"That's right, it's indeed a coincidence. But isn't this kind of house good for you? It's bad for your health."
"You are right, but it is not easy to find a house in Tokyo, so you have to take your time." ”
Matsumoto Keiko fully agreed with Ning Weimin’s explanation, and there was nothing left to doubt.
But at the same time, I couldn't think of any topic, especially a suitable topic.
They all fell silent in unison.
For at least two minutes, they fell into the awkward silence of each other.
Ning Weimin could barely keep his composure.
After all, the basic quality of a businessman is to smile and not be in a hurry.
If he can't do these two things, he might as well stop hanging out in the mall.
Not to mention, not only did he already understand Matsumoto Keiko's star status.
And the other party is a stunning beauty that you can never tire of looking at.
In addition, Keiko Matsumoto is wearing white clothes today, which makes her look younger.
Compared to her in the movie, there is no sense of distance.
There is even an elegant temperament that cannot be concealed, and it is not aggressive at all.
Being able to sit face to face with her like this is a rare adventure and a joy in life.
Why can't he sit still?
On the other hand, Matsumoto Keiko, because of her hesitation, has been thinking about an idea that is difficult to finalize.
Her mentality was far inferior to that of Ning Weimin. She frowned unconsciously, feeling really uneasy.
After all, she currently knows very little about Ning Weimin.
So she wasn't really sure about how she wanted to show kindness next.
Should I speak hastily?
Should I just take it out like this?
Is this too abrupt?
Will it cause misunderstanding? Are there any unpredictable errors?
But although her mind was still struggling over and over, what she finally wanted to say suddenly came out.
“This time you come here again to express your gratitude in person. You really helped me a very, very big favor, but you yourself suffered a heavy loss. This makes me very sorry. . So please accept it. Don’t refuse, otherwise, I will be uneasy.”
As he said this, Matsumoto Keiko took out a thick envelope and presented it with both hands. Arriving on the coffee table in front of Ning Weimin.
Due to the white and delicate skin, the light blue blood vessels on the slender fingers are clearly visible.
Ning Weimin could confirm with just one glance that the envelope contained probably a stack of unopened banknotes, which was one million yen!
However, it was this move that caused Ning Weimin's heart to be hit hard.
The hot blood was violently pumped out, flowing rapidly to every blood vessel, seeping into every pore, and pouring into his brain. The whole body was burned by the hot blood.
"What do you mean? Why do you want to give me money for no reason? I can't ask for this money..."
Ning Weimin tried his best to control his emotions, but the kindness he had always maintained disappeared. His expression still turned serious.
Matsumoto Keiko immediately noticed his displeasure and quickly explained.
"No...it's not for no reason. You suffered a loss for me. If the house is sold, you should have at least one percent commission..."
"That's only over sixty Thousands of dollars. This is too much.”
“It’s not much. I am a Japanese and a movie actor. But you are Chinese. Life in Tokyo is very difficult. You need this money, which can be used to rent a better house and improve your life. Take it..."
The more you describe, the more you say it, the more you go beyond it.
Although I am not arrogant and have good intentions, this damn sense of superiority and charity is really uncomfortable.
"Haha!" Ning Weimin snorted twice, half-smilingly, and then asked further.
"Are you pitying me? Just because you are Japanese and I am from China? If you want to do good deeds, I suggest you donate the money to formal charity Institution. I have the hands and feet to accept this kind of charity..."
Ning Weimin's heart was in over his head. He never thought that Matsumoto Keiko would use this method to repay his kindness. Giving him money so straightforwardly.
And he didn't know why he was so angry. Originally, this kind of thing shouldn't be a big deal to him.
And it's probably just that he thinks too much.
If the person who "smashed" him with money was not Keiko Matsumoto, he could have thanked him with a smile, immediately took the money and left, then turned around and bought another one million yen of Hanwa Kogyo shares.
But it was so evil that he said such words to the money Keiko Matsuzaka gave him.
He just couldn't control his anger, breaking through his defense easily, and his heart was twitching in pain.
Is he someone who can spend just a few dollars?
He is clearly lusting after her...
Ahem, in short, this matter cannot be settled like this. The reason why he, a Chinese, came all the way here, was not expecting this.
And his words completely made Matsumoto Keiko realize that he was really angry.
In panic, the explanations she could give became more and more stumbling.
"I'm sorry, Ning Sang, please don't be angry. If... if there is anything wrong, please allow me to explain. I... I really don't mean to look down on you, I just feel that giving is enough You should be rewarded. You should repay the favor appropriately. Money is the most useful to you at the moment..."
"No need to say anything, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need you to do it. If you solve your troubles because of my suggestions, I will be happy for you. But if the house transaction is not successful, I can't take your money. That's the principle of my life. I wish you a happy life... ”
Ning Weimin interrupted impatiently. He changed his previous politeness and demeanor, turned around and left decisively.
As soon as he reached the entrance, Keiko Matsumoto's excited voice came from behind him, which was the last attempt to persuade him to stay.
"No, please don't leave. I really want to make friends with you. I thought... you would be happy to accept the money, and then planned to let you treat me to dinner..."
Just because of these choked words, Ning Weimin tensed up his nerves again and turned around suddenly.
"What? You... want to be friends with me?"
"Yes." Keiko Matsumoto said solemnly and seriously, "Can I?"
(End of this chapter)