At three o'clock in the afternoon, the mysterious man wearing an antique Western top hat and holding a civilization stick in his right hand appeared in front of Kishimoto Masayoshi for the second time.

The last time he appeared, he invested more than 2 billion yen in himself. The hard gold group does not exist yet, only the hard gold capital company.

Now, Masayoshi Kishimoto has already rolled the other party's money to nearly 8 billion yen. He was a little ashamed of this old gentleman with a very stylish and elegant appearance.

After all, some things do not follow when you have money, but they need to accumulate over time. These are all cultivated by receiving various influences since childhood.

The mysterious man blurted out as soon as he sat down: "Can I smoke?"

"Self-in-one." Kishimoto Masayoshi sat on his presidential throne, and pointed at the glass ashtray on the solid wood coffee table with his right hand.

The mysterious man unscrewed the top of his ivory decoration of his civilization stick and poured out a high-quality Cuban cigar hidden inside.

He skillfully unpacked the outer packaging of the cigar, then took out the cigar cutters on the left side of his shirt pocket, and then cut off the pointed end of the cigar.

He put down the cigar with his right hand and cut it on the solid wood coffee table, and his left hand touched out a special lighter for igniting the cigar from his right top pocket.

The mysterious man pressed the lighter switch and the blue flame ejected instantly. He held the cigar that had been cut off in his left hand and slowly turned clockwise to get close to the flame.

In a short while, he let go of the index finger of the right hand holding the lighter switch. He held the lit cigar in his left hand and took it into his mouth for a few puffs, and slowly spit out the smoke again.

"You are more than millions of times better than your dad. Thinking back to the beginning, your dad took the initiative to find me and borrowed a sum of money from me, which led to the prototype of your Kishimoto family's Kazuki shop in Ueno, Taitung District.

He spent most of his life and accumulated only one or two billion yen assets. If you use his little money to invest, you will find hundreds of times in just a short time.

This really made me admire you. You actually managed this company in two or three years, and it really showed extraordinary talent." The mysterious man said without being hot or cold.

Masayoshi Kishimoto believed that the other party was definitely not saying these gossips to him. When he called him to tell him that he had earned billions of yen, he only responded to himself "knowing" and was done. He did not come to visit him in person like today.

"If you need to withdraw money, then I will write a check for you." Kishimoto Masayoshi said bluntly.

"No need. I'm asking you not to invest in the above things, just to invite you to visit my horse farm this Saturday morning. If there is a horse you like and like, I'll give it to you." The mysterious man said bluntly.

"I'm not interested in horses." On the one hand, Masayoshi Kishimoto is based on the principle of not receiving any rewards, and on the other hand, he is telling the truth.

"As a man, you can be uninterested in golf, but you cannot be uninterested in horses. If you want to enter the top class, you must have some understanding of horses.

Only when you become a horse owner can you become a member of the Jockey Club and have an exclusive VIP private room in the racecourse. Only when you go further can you meet more friends." The mysterious man introduced.

"If I own supercars, private yachts and private jets in the future, can't it mean that I have entered the top society?"

Masayoshi Kishimoto still understands more or less that the wealthy middle class in Japan can afford to play golf. Therefore, golf is not a noble sport in Japan, and it cannot show the identity of the upper class.

Tokyo, an international metropolis, is near the sea, so wealthy people of the upper class must have at least one private yacht. It would be even better if there is a private jet.

"Super cars, private yachts and private jets are all toys for nouveau riche. A real Japanese gentleman will not show off even if he has what you say.

Horses are a must-have for a Japanese gentleman. In addition, you have to be able to ride horses and understand horses." The mysterious man said slowly.

"Give me a reason, why do I have to do what you said?" Kishimoto Masayoshi said disapprovingly.

"If you want to enter the top class, then these are your compulsory courses. It is not that the company can enter the top class when it grows bigger, but that it will enter the top class, which will make your company bigger.

Unless you are at this point and be content with your composure, you will think that I have never said it." The mysterious man smoked the cigar in his hand calmly.

"We have only met twice until today. Even if you and my dad are family friends, it doesn't mean that I and you will definitely get along.

I don’t even know who your surname is. “Masayoshi Kishimoto added the number of times he had ever told him that he had been carried when he was a child.

The mysterious man said calmly: "Since you want to know my name so much, then I will tell you. My name is Hidesuke Iwasaki."

"Then why did you have to invite me to your horse farm?" Kishimoto Masayoshi asked inexplicably.

"Because I am the one who admires talented young people the most. I am very happy to help talented young people go further and stand higher. Japan's future depends entirely on you talented young people." Hidesuke Iwasaki said without a smile.

Masayoshi Kishimoto could not tell whether his words were true or false for a moment. However, one thing was certain that he was not short of money, but also not ordinary rich.

Not only did I collect 8 billion yen here, but I also learned from him that there was a horse farm. The horses in this horse farm were definitely horse racing, and it could not be meat horses.

A racing horse is completely the price of a super sports car. Super sports cars can also be taken out to show off and attract others' attention at lightning speed.

Horse racing is a thing that is two different things. In a specific circle, who will buy it? Who will know it?

"I hope you don't forget this Saturday morning." Hidesuke Iwasaki said seriously.

After he finished speaking, he stood up slowly, but did not pick up the things he placed on the coffee table. He held the civilized stick in one hand and the cigar in the other hand, and turned around and walked away with a step under his feet.

Masayoshi Kishimoto couldn't help thinking in his heart that in the eyes of others, he was already an alternative. This man named Hidesuke Iwasaki was an alternative in his eyes.
Chapter completed!