When Matsuura Shengren first saw Tracy, he was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that the guest he made an appointment with would be so young. He thought he was a middle-aged man similar to himself.

"Hello, I'm Songpu Shengren."

However, he reacted quickly, immediately stood up, bowed slightly, introduced himself and stretched out his right hand. He didn't neglect Tracy because of each other's age.

Tracy smiled, stretched out her right hand and shook it gently with him. Listening to Matsuura Shengren's not fluent Japanese English, it was really a little awkward. She said, "Hello, Mr. Matsuura. I'm Tracy Lee. I'd better communicate in Japanese. I can use some simple daily expressions."

Isn't he Anthony Johnson?

Songpu Shengren said hello in his head. Just now he saw Tracy, he felt that the sunny and handsome young man in front of him was not his appointed guest. Now Tracy has just confirmed his idea by announcing his home.

"Your Japanese is very good, like a local accent in Tokyo." Matsuura Shengren praised quietly, squinted at Tracy, and glanced at the other two people behind him.

Wearing a black suit, some thin Anthony Johnson stood at the left back of Tracy, with a faint smile on his face and sharp eyes looking at Matsuura.

He also brought an assistant, Gavin, who is in his twenties and has curly hair. He is an employee of nicotine in Tokyo. He is proficient in Japanese. Today he mainly comes to be an interpreter.

At present, this translation is useless. Tracy can speak many languages and plays a role today. There is no problem with simple communication in Japanese, and professional reading and writing is almost.

Yu Guang turned around Anthony and Gavin. Matsuura Shengren roughly guessed that Mr. Johnson, who had an appointment with him, should be the thin looking middle-aged man.

But who is this young man in front of you? Looking at his posture, he should be a more important person.

"Hello, Mr. Matsuura. I'm Anthony Johnson, now president of nicotine investment company."

When Matsuura's victor guessed Tracy's identity, Anthony took the initiative to solve his doubts.

After Anthony showed his identity, he introduced Matsuura Shengren: "this is the chairman of our nicotine investment company."

"Welcome to Tokyo, Mr. Johnson."

Matsuura suppressed his surprise, shook hands with Anthony, then bowed solemnly to Tracy and said, "welcome to Tokyo, Mr. Li."

The chairman is so young. Is he the son of a consortium?

Matsuura murmured, and his attention to Tracy increased by 200%.

Before coming to the appointment, Matsuura Shengren specially learned about nicotine investment company. The company may not be famous in Tokyo, but it is famous on Wall Street.

Less than two years after its establishment, the speed of its rise is amazing, especially in the international futures market. Anthony Johnson was just a senior manager, because nicotine has made great achievements in the international market many times and quickly became famous on Wall Street.

Now Anthony has the title of futures madman on Wall Street, and everyone is studying him. Of course, those hungry wolves on Wall Street are more interested in the people behind nicotine.

It is said that the big boss of nicotine is very mysterious and is said to be the heir of a consortium. American media have captured some information. Tracy is on their list, but they can't confirm that Tracy is the real boss of nicotine.

Tracy has a high profile in Hollywood, a sharp edge in Silicon Valley, and a low profile on Wall Street. Many people can guess that he has something to do with nicotine, vitamins and protein, the three investment companies that have sprung up on Wall Street in the past two years, but they just didn't guess that he is the big boss of these three companies.

They focused more on Tracy's father and felt that the master of terror was more like the spokesman of the mysterious old Mr. Li in Los Angeles.

Yes, these Wall Street bigwigs think Tracy's grandfather invaded Wall Street. They don't know that Tracy himself is the dominant one.

Far away

Matsuura wins people to understand nicotine investment company, not more interested in Wall Street or international futures. He just wanted to know what the purpose of this international giant with huge wealth was.

Cooperation?

Don't be naive!!

Matsuura Shengren is not a three-year-old child. Although he doesn't understand finance, he also knows that international giants like this are definitely not good stubble. Cooperating with them may be eaten accidentally.

Over the past six months, or nearly a year, the share price of ebx group has continued to decline, falling from the highest value of more than 2000 yen last year to more than 1300 yen now. Although there is the impact of the Internet on the physical recording industry, there is also the shadow of international capital.

Matsuura Shengren has long found something fishy, including his old rival, Yoshida. However, they have no energy to deal with these things, and the problems within the group are enough for them.

"Maybe this nicotine investment company is behind the trading of the group's share price. What do they want to do? Do they want to make a profit from ebax and leave, or do they really have sincere cooperation? It's a little difficult."

For a time, Matsuura Shengren's thoughts were disordered, and he couldn't figure out the other party's real purpose. Is cooperation really a cover? Their purpose is to erode the group.

Before he came, Matsuura Shengren didn't have so many ideas. He didn't cooperate when he wanted to come. He couldn't find foreign aid at home. However, when he saw Tracy, the young and mysterious boss behind the scenes, he couldn't help thinking more.

The big boss came in person, that is, he attached great importance to Tokyo. If it can be confirmed that nicotine investment company is behind the manipulation of their group's share price in the past half a year, we should be vigilant.

After such a long time of layout, he made a lot of money in the stock market. Now he not only doesn't mean to leave, but also contacts him, an important veteran of the group, to think about their purpose.

If Tracy knows that because of his arrival, Songpu Shengren has so many ideas, he is expected to give him a praise. You are so good at brain toning.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Johnson, this is my proud disciple Hamasaki."

Although his mind is a little confused and he can't figure out the intention of the other party, Songpu Shengren still keeps calm on the surface and won't neglect distinguished guests. First, he introduced his disciples to Tracy and them.

Tracy didn't expect that he just came to see Matsuura Shengren temporarily and met Hamasaki, the number one singer AI Hui records can make.

Although he has seen many big stars in the past two years, he is still surprised to see Hamasaki. After all, there are so many cavalry and infantry in his hard disk... Er, Asian faces make him feel "cordial".

"Hello, just call me Ayu." Hamasaki stretched out his hand and looked at Tracy with interest.

"Hello, um... You can call me Tracy."

Holding Hamasaki's small hand, it's soft and slippery. It's very different from the texture of European and American women. He has been cooking foreign meat for the past two years. Tracy really misses home-made dishes.

"Tracy, I know you." Hamasaki's eyes lit up. He seemed to forget that his hand had not been pulled back and let Tracy knead it.

"Oh?"

"You are the genius writer in America. You wrote fifty shadows and twilight."

"That's right!" Tracy nodded.

"And..." Hamasaki said again, "you are still a music producer and singer," thatgirl "," something just like this ", and" closer ". You wrote these capitals."

"Well, that's right!"

"I also know that you are still a director..."

"Well, I only made one film called the beautiful legend of Sicily."

"And..."

"Wait, Ayu, you seem to know me very well. Am I also very famous on the other side of the ocean?" Tracy raised her hand to stop her from going on and smiled.

Besides, it's time to count his gossip. Well, people are too famous, that's not good.

"Tracy, you are very famous, especially in Japan. Your two books sell very well, and I also have one set, but I update Twilight compared with fifty shadows." Hamasaki paused and continued: "I can be regarded as half of your fans. I like something just like this and closer very much. By the way, congratulations on closer Four weeks after winning the billboard singles list, he successfully defeated Arthur boy. "

Tracy shrugged. "It seems I can't keep a low profile at all."

"Cluck, cluck... You may not be able to keep a low profile in Tokyo, because you became popular a year ago. Tokyo now has your fan support club, which is full of big bananas and pineapples." Hamasaki chuckled. Suddenly she felt that someone pinched her arm. She looked down and saw that it was Tracy's big hand. She didn't know when she had touched her arm, so she quickly took her hand back, A red cloud floated on his face and stared at Tracy angrily. It was very cute.

"I have so many fans on the other side of the ocean. It's a pity. I don't know at all. It seems that I usually pay too little attention to this side." Tracy curled his mouth and looked regretful.

Hamasaki catered: "you really pay too little attention. You should compensate your fans, such as your book fans... My good friends Fukuda futureand Suzuki Yamei are your number one book fans. They want your signature very much."

"Yeah. That's no problem. Take me to meet your friends when you have time. I'll sign them myself."

Although they met for the first time, Hamasaki liked Tracy's music and knew him very well, so they talked very well. Anthony and Matsuura on one side were naturally ignored. The two middle-aged men looked at each other with a smile in Anthony's eyes, while Matsuura's eyes were sorry and helpless.

It's very impolite for his disciples to talk to their boss before they say hello. But even so, he had no way to interrupt them, so he had to apologize for his disciples.

Anthony doesn't care about waving his hand. Here, the big boss is the center. Tracy can do whatever he wants, as long as the boss is happy.

"This is master Ono's eldest son, Mr. Zhenyi Ono. He has got the true story of master Ono and is also a great cook."

His disciples chatted with each other's big boss about the heat, and Matsuura Shengren couldn't let the scene cool down. He immediately introduced Zhenyi Ono to Anthony.

"Master Yoshiro Ono often appears in Michelin magazines. He is a great Oriental chef," Anthony said politely and shook hands with Ozawa.

To be honest, he prefers Chinese food to Japanese food. In terms of taste, Chinese food is richer, and Japanese sushi sashimi is somewhat monotonous.

However, when you arrive at someone's shop, you can't say this. You should be polite or be polite.

"Hahaha... You are so interesting. Fortunately, Tian will like your character."

Hamasaki's laughter suddenly came out. I don't know what Tracy said made her laugh.

Tracy was helpless. "Few people said I was interesting. When I was at school, they called me a nerd and a computer maniac, because I could not see anyone in front of the computer for a week."

"How did you get through it? I don't see anyone for a week. I guess I'll go crazy." Hamasaki opened his eyes.

"So I made a change and became who I am now."

"Ah?"

"I've been suffocated by the old one..."

"Hahaha......" Hamasaki's smile is gorgeous, and his voice can penetrate the whole store.

Matsuura immediately apologized to Sadakazu Ono and Anthony, then pulled Hamasaki's sleeve and whispered, "Ayu, pay attention to etiquette."

"Sorry, sir." Hamasaki also found something wrong and immediately stopped, but he still wanted to laugh when he saw Tracy winking.

At this time, Tracy's phone rang. It was Monica. Tracy said hello to several people present and went out of the shop to answer the phone.

When he went out, master Yoshiro Ono, who had been handling tuna in the back kitchen, came out.

Master Ono is 79 years old. He has focused on Japanese cuisine all his life. Over the past 50 years, he has always maintained preciseness, self-discipline, accuracy and pursuit of perfection. He has never neglected his work.