Chapter 1354 Under the Neon Light
Although I know the approximate address, there are too many clubs in Seven-chome.
Minister Ji Mao took his son Ji Mao Ce along a side alley to the road behind the main street. Many shops with the same business scope are clustered here, at least hundreds of them.
So even though we knew that Chixia Club was nearby, the neon sign was mixed among the "thousands of flowers" and it was really difficult to find.
Yoshimo and his son searched for the name of the store with wide eyes, and almost hit pedestrians on the roadside several times.
Finally, their behavior attracted the attention of a "careful person" who stayed here all year round.
"Two guests, which store are you looking for?"
A short lady with a scarf on her head stood in front of Jimao and his son holding a basket of tulips. , took the initiative to inquire about their destination.
“We are looking for the Akaka Club. I heard it is near Seven-chome Middle Street. It should be here, right?”
“It’s almost here, but on the other side of this building. , I can take you there.”
The flower girl said, changing direction and giving directions to the two people next to her.
Soon after arriving at the place, Yoshimo and his son followed the flower girl to the main entrance of the building, which was indeed very spacious and grand.
As the flower girl pointed to a neon sign above her head, Yoshimo and his son looked up from the bottom along a long line of colorful light boxes hanging on the wall, and finally found their target. .
The third neon sign is "Chixia Club".
Speaking of which, this was the same path they took in the first place, but they missed it unexpectedly.
Maybe it's because the greeting boards are made more delicately and compactly?
In short, it’s really a bit of a dumbfounding situation.
"Buy a bouquet of flowers! Give this bouquet of flowers as a gift to Mama Sang of Chixia Nightclub!"
The flower girl also knew that the breakup was imminent, and at this time she gave her last breath full of expectations. After looking at the father and son, he made a request that was difficult to refuse.
"How much does a bunch of your flowers cost?" Jim Maoche asked.
The flower girl smiled and replied, "One thousand yen."
It should be said that although the price is expensive, it must be treated differently in a special place like Ginza.
Especially at such a late hour, I also reward the flower girl for leading the way.
So Ji Maoche only hesitated for a moment before touching his wallet. He thought it was fair.
Unexpectedly, the moment he opened his wallet, Minister Yoshimo suddenly interrupted, "Give her two thousand yen and she won't take the flowers."
Ji Maoche was confused for a moment by his father's order, and a puzzled look suddenly appeared on his face.
However, his doubts were completely suppressed by his father's stern face.
When I found my father looking at me seriously, his attitude was serious.
He didn't dare to say anything else, so he could only follow his father's instructions and simply added another thousand-yen bill and handed it to the flower girl.
There is no doubt that this is an unexpected surprise for the flower girl.
She took the money, which was twice as much as she expected, bowed gratefully, and left.
Not only that, because out of fear of his father, Ji Maoche also suppressed his curiosity and did not immediately ask his father why.
As a result, his silence received a look of approval from his father, which made him feel more at ease.
And soon, he discovered the reason why it was inconvenient to ask.
For no other reason than because there are various entertainment venues in this type of building. Even at night, the entrance and exit doors are open to facilitate the entry and exit of guests.
The signboard of Chixia Club showed that the club was on the third floor. If they wanted to go upstairs, they had to stand in front of the elevator and wait for the elevator to come down.
And this building has twelve floors, and there are shops of this kind on each floor.
So there are a total of seven or eight guests in front of the elevator waiting for the elevator.
They are all middle-aged, carefree people. Most of them are professionals who use company business expenses at a glance.
There are also two people dressed more casually. I don’t know whether they are musicians or painters.
In addition, there was a tall and thin male waiter standing at the door of the building.
Looks like he is thirty-four or five years old, wearing a dark brown big-brim hat like a conductor, dark brown clothes and pants like a conductor, and dark brown boots. It seems that he has been in front of the door just now. Watch their actions.
Especially when they saw Yoshimo and his son sending the flower girl away with money and walking to the elevator of the building together.
The male waiter at the door confirmed that they were guests visiting the building, and skillfully took off his big-brimmed hat, revealing his brush-style hairstyle, and bowed deeply to them.
“Welcome!”
If you think about it, you will know that in such public view, it would be a bit embarrassing for Yoshimosuke to ask his father why he gave him two thousand yen instead of flowers.
Soon, the elevator came down.
The male waiter in uniform watched all the waiting guests get on the elevator.
He stood upright and bowed again in front of the door.
“Please go away!”
In this way, the respectful posture was maintained until the elevator door closed.
As a result, the elevator was on the lowest floor where Jimao and his son were going.
As soon as they arrived on the third floor, the two of them were the first to get off the elevator.
By this time, I saw that there was no one else in the corridor.
There was no need for Ji Mao to ask again. Minister Ji Mao stopped himself, took the initiative to mention what happened just now, and revealed his intentions in a low voice.
"Ace, were you curious just now, why did I ask you to do that?"
"Yes, Minister."
"Have you figured it out now?"
"This..."
Yoshimao's stupidity made Minister Yoshimoo, a father, have to remind him again.
"I remind you again, this is Ginza. It's not an ordinary place."
"So...so...father thinks the bouquet is too shabby and can't give it away?"
Okay This son is not that stupid, and he finally guessed a little bit of Minister Yoshimo's thoughts.
Otherwise, Minister Yoshimo will really lose all his patience and may not be willing to waste time talking to such a stupid son.
“You’re right, you can’t give away a bouquet like that. You can only make do with fooling the less popular waitress. You have to understand that in any club in Ginza, Mama-san is the best. Important people also know the most celebrities. If you bring something like that, it will only make you look embarrassed."
"Then if that's the case, why do we have to give the flower girl an extra thousand yen?" Ji Maocue asked again.
"For the same reason, this is Ginza. You should remember the male waiter at the door, right?"
"Yes, remember." Yoshimoshi answered honestly, but I still don't quite understand what my father means.
“That person is here every day to watch the door and is responsible for greeting and seeing off guests. In other words, he is also one of the most well-informed people about this building. If there is a mother of any store in this building If Sang wants to know more about a certain customer, he will definitely ask him to pay attention. On the other hand, if a customer wants to know more about a certain store in this building, he will probably talk to him. That's why I do this. Yes, if we come here often in the future, then our actions just now will probably spread to others through that person's mouth. After all, no store does not like generous customers. If you want to become a popular customer, this is the way to go. It's a very important point."
"Oh?" Jim Maocei was deeply touched by his father's words, and he couldn't help but be surprised by his father's foresight.
"Why do you look like this? Are you surprised? Let me tell you, the reason why I have been strict with your behavior since childhood is because many times, details can determine everything. Ah, by the way, take out your lighter and have a look ?”
“Huh?” Ji Maoche was equally surprised by his father’s inexplicable request. He really couldn’t catch up with his father’s sudden thought.
But due to the attributes of a good son, he still did it. "As expected, it's a bargain of 100 yen. Don't let others see this kind of thing, throw it away quickly."
Following the order of Minister Yoshimo, Yoshimosuke became frightened again. He did as he was told and quickly disposed of the plastic lighter in his hand - kicked it to the dark corner of the wall.
But it wasn't over yet. Minister Yoshimo immediately focused his attention on his shoes, and then took out his handkerchief and handed it to him with great dissatisfaction. He looked around and whispered, "Give your shoes a good wipe."
No matter how obedient he was, Ji Maoche couldn't bear it at this time. He really felt that his father was a little too cautious.
After all, this is not going to work in the morning. It has just rained lightly. Which office worker’s shoes can still be as bright and discernible as they were in the morning?
Besides, my father's handkerchiefs are not cheap. They cost two thousand yen each, just to clean my shoes...
"Minister, this..."
"Idiot, why are you hesitating? Let me tell you, every store and every staff here is good at judging people by their appearance. They can roughly determine your origins based on your clothes and conversation, so pretend appropriately. A rich man is a hero that every man who goes to Ginza bars must have. If you want to get something from here and don’t want to spend money in vain, you must learn this skill.”
"Also, listen carefully to me. At midnight, it is usually the time for customers to leave various business places in Ginza. Ginza bars do not have any clearly marked prices. What they have is just a white note with the words The amount you have to pay tonight is based on what standard? Don’t ask. If you ask, I will tell you that there is only one standard for calculation, and that is the look in the eyes of Mama-san or the store manager. If you have money, I'll charge you more. If she thinks you're worthless, she'll charge you more. If she has compassion for you, she might charge you less."
"But no matter what, as long as you are. When you get such a small piece of paper, you must take out your wallet to pay the bill without hesitation. If your eyes stay on the small piece of paper for three seconds, you will be looked down upon if you dare to say "too much" to Mama Sang. It’s expensive, can you give me a discount? 'Then it will be difficult for you to step into this store next time. ”
As Minister Jimao said, “Do you understand? ”
< br>Ji Maoche has woken up in shock and truly understood the good intentions of his father's lesson.
He didn't dare to hesitate, responded, and quickly bowed and polished his shoes.
That's not all. As a father, Minister Yoshimoo waited for him to stand up straight again and tidied his tie before taking him inside.
At this time, Ji Maoche no longer had any relaxed mentality, and now he only had the utmost attention in his heart.
To be honest, I didn’t expect that a meeting in a nightclub would require so many things to pay attention to, and I learned a lot of knowledge from my father that I couldn’t learn in the classroom.
He had a vague feeling that the club door in front was the real adult world.
Graduating from college, being hired by a bank, or even a recent promotion seem less important than there.
It seems that only when he is accepted by the world inside can he truly grow up.
There are several shops on both sides of the corridor, but they are not the place they are looking for.
Chixia Club is at the very back, and the entrance to the store is a heavy metal door.
There are several large characters made of metal lying on the door, which does not clearly show the name of the club.
Moreover, there is a bronze plaque hanging below these words with the words "Membership System" written on it.
Seeing this sign, both Minister Yoshimo and Yoshimosu took a breath in unison.
Because this also means that this club has a threshold for guests. Good business is inevitable, and it does not seem to be that easy to get into.
Just when they hesitated, the door opened by itself from the inside with a "snap".
Then Yoshimo and his son saw two elderly, potbellied guests walking out of the door.
The three service ladies who saw off the guests followed closely behind.
They are all beautiful, and their looks are at the level of models or actors.
When they saw Yoshimo and his son, knowing that they were guests, they all smiled and bowed.
From the outside, you can also see that the inside of the club looks like a liquor store.
A long row of several layers of bottles of foreign wine and Japanese sake are neatly arranged in the decorative cabinet at the entrance.
Although the entire scene in the club cannot be seen yet, the sounds of laughter, talking, and clinking glasses are intertwined with the dim lights, like waves of air gushing out from the screen of the wine rack.
This undoubtedly shows how prosperous the business is.
However, in the bar behind the door, the bartender wearing a bow tie and a 50-50 parted hair showed a suspicious expression, as if he found that the faces of Jimao and his son were faces that he had never seen before, so he quickly Walked out of the bar.
"Is this the first time you...have visited our place?"
"Yes, today is the first time." Minister Yoshimo replied.
Of course he saw the other party's scrutiny, so he added another sentence.
"We are from Sumitomo Bank and would like to come in for a drink."
However, even so, the bartender still gave them a sharp look.
"I'm sorry, our store is a membership system and only provides services to members or friends introduced by members. Therefore, please forgive me, sir."
This statement inevitably made Minister Yoshimo a little embarrassed and a little bit sad.
For no other reason than that, throughout his career, he has always enjoyed high-level treatment.
Especially after he was promoted to the headquarters of Sumitomo Bank, he was the focus of all kinds of people trying to fawn over him in almost all social situations.
However, with the signing of the Plaza Accord in recent years, the Japanese banking industry has begun to have a difficult time.
Now he not only has to kowtow to his customers, but he can't even enter a nightclub in Ginza.
As one of the senior employees of the core company of the Sumitomo Foundation, he believed that he did not deserve such treatment.
When did Japanese banks decline like this?
When he thought of these, he felt his pride hurt and his heart ached vaguely.
“Look at your appearance, it seems like you are rejecting it, right?”
Minister Yoshimoo’s tone couldn’t help but become tougher.
He finally found this place, how could he leave like this?
What's more, it's too embarrassing in front of his own son. How can he talk about the majesty of his father?
So I will never give up until I achieve my goal.
"I'm really sorry, please forgive the rules of this club. Unless you are introduced or accompanied by a member."
The attitude of the bartender has improved a bit, but There was a threatening tone in that tone.
Such words made Ji Maoshu, who was standing at the back, stunned and a little scared.
However, Jiang is still old and hot, but Minister Jimao calmly showed off Ning Weimin's brand.
"It is true that no member introduced me here, but I know President Ning of Tan Gong Restaurant and Dadao Trading Company. I also know that he is there. I just made a special trip to meet with him today. I think he might I am willing to be our introducer.”
This really worked, and the bartender’s expression changed immediately.
“What, you two are acquaintances with President Ning?”
“Yes, if you don’t believe it, you might as well ask President Ning.”
With that said, Minister Yoshimo took out his business card and handed it over.
The guy in the bow tie hesitated, shrugged his shoulders, did not reach out, but bowed.
"No, I'm so sorry! Please come with me, both of you."
The bartender apologized softly to Igawa-kun.
"Please, come over here. I will inform you two. However, President Ning is very busy now, and I am afraid that I will not have time to meet you two at the moment. Do you mind having a drink first?" ”
The arrogance of this person just now disappeared, and he was completely different in an instant, with a respectful look in his eyes.
This finally gave Minister Yoshimoo some satisfaction.
And Ji Maoche, who followed him submissively, also exhaled softly.
At this time, he no longer had any doubts about his father's words.
As expected, the clubs in Ginza are not places that ordinary people can just enter casually.