Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

Hearing Kujo Renji's straightforward promise, Yamamoto Ryuichi's heart instantly settled down. A relieved smile immediately blossomed on his face, and he thanked him repeatedly:

"Oh! Thank you so much! Ms. Toyokawa, you are so... righteous! I feel much more at ease with your words!"

The cooperation intention was reached, and the suffocating tense atmosphere in the private room suddenly disappeared.

Yamamoto Ryuichi relaxed completely, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

The two chatted casually for a while longer, and the topic naturally turned back to the music and the club itself.

Jiujo Renji looked at the dazzling array of drinks on the bar and the exquisite decoration of the room, and praised it seemingly unintentionally:

"I wanted to say this the last time I came here. Mr. Yamamoto's club has a great atmosphere. The wine and food selections are also very good. The chef's skills are especially impressive."

This compliment is not entirely a compliment.

BLACK HOLE's overall operational level is indeed among the best in Tokyo's live houses.

Unexpectedly, when Yamamoto Takashi heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, as if he had been waiting for this sentence.

"Haha! Miss Toyokawa really has good taste!"

He laughed heartily: "To be honest, I was just about to mention this to you!"

As he spoke, he took out a document from the briefcase he was carrying and handed it to Kujo Renji with both hands.

Kujo Renji took the document and his eyes fell on the eye-catching words on the cover - "Real Estate and Operating Rights Transfer Agreement".

He raised an eyebrow, flipped open the document, and quickly scanned it. The content of the agreement was clear and concise. Party A was Yamamoto Ryuichi, and Party B... the name "Toyokawa Shoko" was clearly written.

The subject of the transfer is the live house called "BLACK HOLE" and all its affiliated assets and operating rights. The transfer price is a symbolic one yen.

Obviously, this contract was a "gift" or "pledge of allegiance" prepared by Yamamoto Ryuichi long ago.

"Ms. Toyokawa, you just said that you like the atmosphere here."

Yamamoto Ryuichi rubbed his hands and said with a slightly flattering smile:

"This little club is a personal hobby of mine. It's doing pretty well and has gained a bit of a reputation within the music scene. I think... since you, Ms. Toyokawa, are so talented and have such a deep understanding of the music industry, this Black Hole, in your hands, will surely be of even greater value!"

He paused, and said in a more sincere tone:

"Just consider it... a small token of my personal gratitude to you. It's not a formality, but I hope Miss Toyokawa won't mind."

In just a few words, accompanied by a few lighthearted jokes, this valuable and well-run live house, along with all its assets and management rights, was transferred by Ryuichi Yamamoto to Shoko Toyokawa.

After handing over the gift, Yamamoto, with just the right amount of respect and a hint of complacency on his face, continued to introduce the advantages of this club to Kujo Renji, trying to demonstrate the value of this "gift" and indirectly show his management ability:

"Ms. Toyokawa, don't worry. While this Black Hole isn't as good as those large chain venues, it's definitely top-tier among independent live houses! I had the sound equipment custom-made in Germany, and the tuner is a renowned master in the industry. And every single one of the staff here, from security to the bar staff to the backstage technicians, are hand-picked and experienced veterans. They're absolutely professional and reliable, and I guarantee nothing will go wrong..."

As he was spitting and praising his club's hardware and software facilities, how "top-notch" they were—

A clear and audible noise, mixed with the slightly sharp quarrels of girls and the noise of objects colliding, suddenly came from outside the heavy door of the private room, abruptly interrupting his carefully prepared words of flattery.

Yamamoto Ryuichi's words came to an abrupt halt, and the pride on his face froze in an instant, turning into a barely perceptible embarrassment.

This slap in the face came too quickly.

Jiujo Renji held the water cup and said with a smile:

"Oh? Looks like Mr. Yamamoto's top club just came into my hands, and someone's causing trouble?"

These light words sounded particularly harsh to Yamamoto Ryuichi's ears.

A hint of shame and anger immediately flashed across his face, but more of it was an eagerness to show off in front of his new "master".

He stood up suddenly, his face instantly changing to one filled with indignation:

"How ridiculous! I want to see who is so blind and audacious as to act so recklessly on your territory, Miss Fengchuan!"

He said this as if this club had always belonged to Kujo Renji, with a very pretentious attitude.

After saying that, he immediately strode towards the door and personally opened the heavy soundproof door. Jiujo Liansi also put down his water cup and followed him out slowly with a mood of watching a good show.

Sure enough, some guests and staff gathered in the corridor outside the private room to watch the fun.

The source of the noise came from a corner near the bar.

I saw a petite girl with striking silver-gray hair, wearing black hot pants and carrying an electric guitar, arguing fiercely with several uniformed staff members.

Jiujo Liansi paused slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Isn't this... Miss Momoka Kawaharaki, the guitarist of the band that Isen Rina belongs to?

What a coincidence.

......

On the other side, Kawahara Momoka, who was in a "combat state", was extremely angry at the moment.

She was already in a bad mood today, with few performance opportunities and her living expenses almost gone.

After much difficulty, I was introduced by an acquaintance to BLACK HOLE to replace a guitarist who had taken a temporary leave of absence, and we agreed to settle his salary that night.

As a result, it was almost an hour after the performance ended, and she came to collect the money, but the other party made excuses, saying that the finance department had gone off work and the process had not been completed, and asked her to come back next week.

Isn't it obvious that they are trying to default on their debt or delay payment?!

She, Momoka Kawahara, has been in the business for so long, what kind of situation has she not seen?

What I hate most is the black-hearted boss who exploits temporary workers and withholds their wages!

"I don't care about your procedures! We agreed to settle today, so we'll settle today! Stop trying to fool me with these excuses!"

Momoka's voice rose several degrees due to anger:

"If you don't pay me, I'll bring a speaker to your door every day and sing 'demanding wages songs'!"

One of them, who looked like a foreman, saw that more and more people were watching, and he felt a little embarrassed. He tried to overpower her with his momentum and shouted:

"Do you know who our boss is?"

Hearing this, Kawahara Momoka was furious. Another trick of using the boss to scare people! This was what she was most afraid of!

She puffed out her chest and retorted without a hint of weakness, her tone full of the rebelliousness and sarcasm unique to rock musicians:

"Huh? Who cares who he is? This bastard who withholds wages from employees and exploits musicians deserves to be hanged from a streetlight!!"

She cursed with great enthusiasm and was about to press on to criticize the ugly faces of the capitalists.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a shift in the atmosphere around her. The crowd that had been watching the excitement, as if pushed aside by invisible hands, retreated to the sides, revealing the passage in the middle.

Then, she heard a few respectful, slightly frightened calls from behind her:

"boss!"

"Mr. Yamamoto!"

When Momoka Kawahara heard the title of "boss", the "rock spirit" and "fighting fire" in her heart surged up even more.

Great, the real boss is finally here!

She turned around abruptly, with anger and contempt still on her face, and was about to repeat the "hanging street lamp" theory to the "bastard boss" who had arrived late when -

When her eyes fell on the figure in front of the crowd, all the prepared lines were instantly stuck in her throat.

In front of the crowd, Yamamoto Ryuichi was standing there with a serious face. Next to him, the girl with exquisite clothes, cool temperament and signature blue twintails was looking at her quietly with her head slightly tilted, a hint of playfulness in her amber eyes.

The anger and excitement on his face receded like the tide.

Momoka Kawahara felt her brain buzz and instantly went blank.

...

PS: This chapter costs 9,500 yuan, which is rounded up to 5 and becomes 1. It’s a bit late, sorry.

Chapter 95: Real Name Exposure Crisis (1w)

Run? This was the first thought that popped into Kawahara Momoka's mind.

However, her reason made her stand there, unable to move, caught in a dilemma and feeling so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear from the spot.

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly became subtle and solemn.

The crowd who were originally watching the excitement also noticed that something was wrong, and the whispers gradually subsided.

At this moment, the black-uniformed supervisor who had argued with Momoka earlier squeezed out from the crowd with a look of shock on his face.

He had obviously also seen Yamamoto Ryuichi's figure, and his face was immediately filled with a flattering smile. He walked respectfully to Yamamoto Ryuichi and said with his head bowed:

"Boss, you are here."

Hearing the word "Boss", Momoka Kawahara's tense nerves relaxed a little.

Fortunately, the "bastard boss" I just cursed was referring to the man in the suit, not Toyokawa Shoko.

However, before she could catch her breath, Yamamoto Ryuichi's next words made her heart rise to her throat again.

Yamamoto Ryuichi just glanced at the supervisor coldly, with a hint of displeasure and warning in his eyes, then turned his gaze to Kujo Renji, and his face returned to that respectful and eager expression.

He ignored the supervisor and raised his voice to all the staff and onlookers.

"From today on, I am no longer the owner of this Black Hole."

He paused and pointed at Jiujo Liansi beside him:

"The one next to me, Ms. Toyokawa Shoko, is the new owner of this place."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, completely shattering the last bit of hope in Kawahara Momoka's heart.

Really?!

Miss Taoxiang felt completely hopeless.

It's over, there's no way to escape this time.

Countless terrifying images flashed through her mind—being taken into a small dark room? Being... silenced?

My life is over.

However, to her surprise, when she felt desperate, Miss Toyokawa actually took the initiative to greet her.

Kujo Renji still had that perfect smile on his face, as if the awkwardness and tension just now did not exist at all.

Her gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Taoxiang. Her tone was gentle and natural, as if she had met an acquaintance by chance:

"Ms. Taoxiang, long time no see."

Taoxiang shuddered as if she had received an electric shock, her body subconsciously tensed. But when she heard the other party's gentle tone, she relaxed a little.

She pulled the corners of her mouth with difficulty, raised one hand, waved stiffly at Jiujo Liansi, and forced a smile:

"Ah, ahahaha... Miss Toyokawa, hello, long time no see..."

Yamamoto Ryuichi watched the interaction between the two from the side, with a hint of confusion and caution in his eyes.

I didn't expect that Miss Fengchuan knew this troublesome girl?

And it seems that the relationship seems to be pretty good?

He immediately adjusted his posture and asked in a somewhat inquiring tone:

"Is this... Ms. Toyokawa's friend?"

"of course."

Kujo Renji turned his gaze back to Momoka, the smile on his face faded a little, replaced by a just right look of concern.

"I just heard from Miss Taoxiang that she's owed wages? What happened?"

Taoxiang didn't dare to hide anything and told everyone what had just happened and how she had been owed wages as a temporary guitarist.

She became increasingly angry as she spoke, and her voice gradually regained some of its usual energy as she accused the club of ignoring labor agreements and bullying temporary workers.

Yamamoto Ryuichi listened from the side, his expression becoming increasingly grim.

Of course, he knew that his subordinates might play such tricks and embezzle the wages of temporary workers or some miscellaneous expenses. This was no secret in the industry.

He had turned a blind eye to this before. As long as it didn't cause any big trouble, he didn't bother with the small amount of money.

But this time it's different.

This time the incident was brought to the attention of Miss Toyokawa, and the person involved was a friend of Miss Toyokawa.

This not only made him lose face, but also made him lose points in front of Miss Toyokawa.

He secretly cursed his subordinates who were more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, but his face immediately showed a mixture of apology and annoyance.