Chapter 24 Do you want to pick up trash for the rest of your life?
Just as Baichuan Feng was wondering, the sound of an engine came from outside.
The car he got back was his first car, a white Daihatsu, but the originally clean body was now covered with stains, and the left rearview mirror seemed to be broken and hung on the side of the car.
Was there a car accident? Baichuan Feng walked forward quickly.
"Bang" Kotaro got out of the car and closed the door. He smiled miserably at Shirakawa Kaede, "Xiao Feng."
Baichuan Feng stepped forward and supported his shoulders. He looked him up and down and took a deep breath. "Koutaro, what's going on?!"
At this moment, there were some bruises on Kotaro's cheeks, and his lips were swollen, and it seemed that he had a lisp when he spoke.
"I had a fight with those brats. Oh, and by the way, it was all thanks to Ota and the others."
After saying that, Kotaro turned around and looked at the Daihatsu behind him. There was another sound of car doors opening, and a few more people came out of the small Daihatsu.
They were exactly the group led by Ota whom I met some time ago. Ota smiled awkwardly at Shirakawa Kaede and said, "Nice to meet you again, Shirakawa-kun."
Shirakawa Feng nodded at him, then looked at Kotaro, whose face was covered in scars. "Let's go in and talk first. Ota-san, please come with us."
Back in the apartment, Yamashita Daiji, who was waiting inside, was startled by Kotaro's appearance. He was curious when he saw Ota and the others coming in, but Shirakawa Kaede's face was not looking good, so he resisted asking anything.
"Totaro, what happened? Tell me in detail." Shirakawa Feng took out the medicine box and asked Totaro to tell him in detail what happened today.
Kotaro, with his teeth bared due to the sting of alcohol on his wound, began to slowly recount what happened today.
Originally, Kotaro only moved around the Arakawa area, but as all the valuable things here were searched, and Yamashita Daiji joined, the stockpiled goods he had found before were quickly consumed.
And he became very successful, so he gradually expanded the scope of his activities, and he could be seen from Adachi Ward to Edogawa Ward.
However, he was always alone and was finally targeted by some gangsters near Edogawa District.
In the late 1970s, Tokyo's public security was much worse than in later times. Not to mention the Yakuza, those homeless people and street thugs were not so easy to deal with.
The targeted Kotaro was easily stopped by a few hooligans who were waiting for him. Relying on their numbers, the hooligans brazenly asked Kotaro for protection money.
How could Kotaro tolerate this with his temper? This guy actually took the initiative to attack.
However, the other side was well prepared. Several people entangled Kotaro, and another one took a baseball bat and beat Kotaro in the face.
When they were entangled, they were encountered by Ohta who was delivering food. The two sides fought for a while, and the other side threatened that if they met them in Edogawa District in the future, the Yakuza behind them would definitely make them pay.
Thanks to Shirakawa Kaede's care last time, Ota and the others were worried, so they came back with Torataro.
After Shirakawa Feng bandaged Kotaro, he sighed. He had thought about whether he would get into trouble in the future, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon, and with these yakuza everywhere.
However, in a chaotic gray area like a garbage dump, it is inevitable to encounter gangsters.
"Kotaro, blame me this time. I should have thought of it earlier. It's never appropriate for you to go out alone. The familiar areas nearby are okay, but other places are more complicated than we thought."
"Xiao Feng, don't worry. They're just a few gangsters. I can handle them by myself next time." Kotaro said nonchalantly , fearlessly.
Baichuan Feng shook his head. As the saying goes, it is easier to deal with the King of Hell than with the little devil. He just wanted to develop in peace and security, and when he had enough capital, he could consider the next step.
But today's events reminded him that future development would not proceed according to his wishful thinking, and things are always changing.
"Kotaro, don't go to Edogawa from now on. Just stay in the area we are familiar with. We have already taken care of the people here, and what we found is enough for us to digest now."
Upon hearing this, Kotaro got anxious, "But Feng, that's a huge area. I've seen it, and there's a lot of stuff and almost no one cares about it."
Kotaro was reluctant to part with those old stuff. In his eyes, they were all the incarnations of Prince Shotoku.
"Kotaro," Shirakawa Feng patted his shoulder, "Do you want to pick up trash for the rest of your life ?"
"Hmm?" Kotaro was a little confused by the question. Isn't it good to pick up trash? It's easy, you can make money, and you have a lot of freedom.
However, he did not say what he was thinking. Instead, he turned his head to look at Baichuan Feng, only to see the latter's eyes sparkling.
"Xiao Feng, in the future?" Kotaro asked tentatively.
"Yes," Baichuan Feng said affirmatively, "Are you willing to pick up junk for the rest of your life? Have you ever thought about doing something else?"
"For example," Baichuan Feng pointed out, "make your own product!"
Buzz~, Kotaro only felt a long buzzing sound in his head.
Yamashita Daiji's eyes widened and he looked at Shirakawa Kaede in surprise, as if he had gotten to know his roommate all over again.
As for Ota, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He quietly clenched his fists and made a decision in his heart.
Kotaro took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Xiao Feng, do you mean making your own product?"
Baichuan Feng nodded affirmatively. This was something he had planned long ago. He finally got a chance to live again. Although he didn't have a golden finger, he couldn't just pick up trash for the rest of his life.
He had to do something, and he had planned to tell Kotaro when he had saved enough money. But today, seeing Kotaro obsessed with picking up trash, he decided to tell him and encourage him to broaden his horizons.
"Yes, according to the current economic development trend, people will have more and more money in the future, and their desire to spend will also increase. Then there will be great potential for doing business, especially electronic consumer products."
Because Shirakawa Kaede knows that in the next ten years, RB, especially Tokyo, will enter an era where everyone will spend money.
At that time, the trend-setting electronic products would definitely attract the favor of young men and women.
As for people's wallet problems, he never worried about them. Banks chased individuals to lend money, so would they be short of money?
After listening to Shirakawa's explanation, Kotaro also became excited. He walked around excitedly and looked at Shirakawa excitedly, "Will we be like Panasonic in the future? We will have all kinds of products of our own?"
"What are you thinking about? Think carefully about what product you want to make first." Shirakawa Feng ruthlessly broke Kotaro's fantasy.
"Uh" Kotaro scratched his head and came to his senses. How many giants like Panasonic are there in RB?
"But even if I can't become Panasonic, as long as I work hard, I firmly believe that I can make you live and work in Tokyo."
Baichuan Feng's ambition goes far beyond this, but there is no need to be too ostentatious when nothing has started yet.
"Okay!" Kotaro slammed the table, "Xiao Feng, just tell me what you want to do. I will listen to you."
Baichuan Feng smiled and said, "Just take good care of your injuries first, and we'll talk about the details later."
After settling Kotaro, Shirakawa Kaede sent Yamashita Daiji away. The old stuff could not be repaired today.
Before leaving, Yamashita Daiji quietly asked him whether what he had just said was true or false.
Baichuan Feng smiled and told him to give it a try, since he was still young and there was still time for everything.
Watching the other party stumbling into the station, Baichuan Feng turned around and prepared to go back.
Who knew that Ota was standing on the street behind him, seemingly waiting for him.
