Chapter 496 0494 [Simple, Brutal! 】

Red Flame Ghost Fire Nightclub.

As the largest nightclub in the Kyoto area, it has the most and largest private accompaniment band in Tokyo to help guests sing songs.

But not long ago, Inoki Taro, the owner of this nightclub, was told by the nightclub foreman that many customers shook their heads and left after asking if the store had the most fashionable karaoke, and went to other places.

Inoki couldn't figure it out, what is karaoke? Why are so many people asking?

So immediately, Inoki sent someone to find out what the hell it was.

Soon the news came back, karaoke is a kind of machine that can sing along automatically, guests need to order songs, just turn on the machine.

Hearing this, Inoki sat on the boss chair, biting a big cigar and didn't care at first, but suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and asked the foreman: "How many bands are there in our nightclub now?"

The foreman replied cautiously: "In order to meet the needs of the guests, we have prepared seven bands, including pop bands, jazz bands, and others..."

Inoki bit his cigar, interrupted the foreman with gestures, exhaled smoke and said, "How much does it cost to feed them a month?"

"This, at least 300,000 yen!"

"So much?" Inoki was stunned for a moment, "Doesn't that mean it costs 3.6 million a year?"

The foreman nodded, "Yes!"

Inoki's eyes flickered, "Then if we really bought this kind of karaoke, can we fire these people and save a lot of money?!"

The foreman hesitated for a moment, "Boss, there are at least fifty members in the seven bands, are they all going to be fired?"

Inoki sneered: "If you don't fire them, why don't you ask them to stay as uncles to support and make offerings?"

The foreman was silent and stopped talking.

Inoki bit his cigar, scratched his chin, and his eyes showed greed: "This karaoke is a good thing!"

But the foreman felt that this karaoke is a monster!

If it really exists, it will blow an unprecedented storm in Kyoto!

...

three days.

Almost all the bars, dance halls, and nightclubs in Kyoto that are a little bit bigger and more upscale know the existence of a kind of karaoke.

It is said that this kind of machine can replace a private band to help people with accompaniment.

For a while, the layman watched the excitement, while the insider watched the doorway.

For those guests who like to visit entertainment venues, they are curious about this new and high-tech stuff.

For those owners and managers who operate entertainment venues, what they consider is the cost issue.

If this kind of machine can really replace the popular bands now, it will save them a lot of money.

In this way, an invisible wind began to slowly surge in the entertainment world in Kyoto.

People gradually began to discuss, "What the hell is karaoke?"

"Is there such a high technology as karaoke in this world?"

"Can it really replace a private band?"

When these public opinions were slowly burning, Shi Zhijian's extracurricular homework for those drama club students was officially completed.

Unfortunately, when Principal Matsumoto and Mr. Qiandao took homework and asked the Lord of the British Empire to ask for credit, the Lord had already left the building and left a message, "Art comes from life, you must continue to integrate it into life !"

Into a ghost!

What they want is the one million!

...

In order to avoid the people from the drama club, Shi Zhijian changed a hotel on purpose.

Compared with the previous Hilton Hotel, this is an authentic Japanese hotel, named Kyoto Hotel.

As soon as he came to the hotel entrance, Shi Zhijian looked up and saw a huge banner hanging above his head.

"Translator, what's written on it?" Shi Zhijian ordered Dai Fengni around.

Dai Fengni's face was displeased, she felt like being with Shi Zhijian was like a pair of wanted criminals, fleeing from one hotel to another.

Seeing that Dai Fengni was silent, Shi Zhijian smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll just guess, do you welcome Mr. So-and-so to Japan?"

"You thought you were welcome!" Dai Fengni smiled disdainfully, looked up at the banner, and then froze, "Hey, how could this be?"

I saw that although the banner did not say "Welcome to Japan", it said: "Welcome Mr. Shi Zhijian to stay at the Kyoto Hotel!"

"What do you mean, how did this happen? It seems that I, Mr. Shi, is still very famous!" Shi Zhijian glanced at the banner shamelessly, at least he knew the words "Shi Zhijian" on the banner, so he deliberately asked Dai Fengni.

"Okay, don't be dazed! You'll know what's going on when you go in!" Shi Zhijian rushed in with a salute, and someone in the lobby greeted him immediately.

Dai Fengni hurriedly followed behind, but she was muttering in her heart, "Damn it!"

Shi Zhijian came to the front desk to check in, but was told that someone had already done it for them, and they only needed to carry their luggage and check in.

Shi Zhijian didn't seem surprised at all, but Dai Fengni became suspicious again, wondering if they were being followed.

...

The two were quickly ushered into the room.

Before Shi Zhijian finished washing in the room——

Ding dong!

Doorbell rang.

"Mr. Shi Zhijian..." There was a bird's voice behind him, and he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Please bean sack! Please bean sack!" Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth, his mouth was bubbling, and ran over to call the hotel door in his half-baked local dialect.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Morita's personal assistant, and my name is Xiao Cang Zhizi!" A beautiful Japanese woman was wearing a black professional suit and gold-rimmed glasses, full of intellectual beauty. Surprised for a moment, then bowed very meekly and said.

Shi Zhijian was taken aback for a moment, this woman actually understands Chinese, why didn't she speak it just now? Court death!

Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth twice with a toothbrush, and muttered, "Mr. Morita sent you here, right?"

Xiao Cang nodded, "Yes! Mr. Shi is really smart!"

"So what's next?"

"What?" Xiao Cang was taken aback.

Shi Zhijian took out his toothbrush and pointed at Xiao Cang, "Did Mr. Morita tell you what to do next?"

Xiao Cang hesitated for a while and said: "Mr. Morita said you are his most expensive guest, and asked me to fulfill any wish of yours!"

"Yao Xi!" Shi Zhijian laughed, "Your boss can't stand it anymore, can he?"

"Huh?" Xiao Cang froze for a moment.

"Working like a beauty trick! I like it so much!" Shi Zhijian moved away, stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture to Xiao Cang, "Come on! Come in and let's have a good talk!"

Xiao Cang didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so simple and rude, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

Shi Zhijian brushed his teeth vigorously twice, and smiled brightly: "It just so happens, my teeth are very white!"