Brain supplements are the source of human progress and the ladder of human progress.

Everything Takahashi was thinking just now was just his imagination. It is feasible, but if you want to change from fantasy to reality, there are still countless execution distances.

The next day, Takahashi just arrived at the company and was about to go to the warehouse. Hiroshi Kudo suddenly appeared in front of him and stopped him.

Kudo Hiro looked a little anxious and said to Takahashi, "Be ready, my brother is coming back."

"President Yuji?" Takahashi asked.

Hiro Kudo nodded. He looked at Takahashi carefully, and always felt something was wrong. He racked his brains and thought for a long time before he found out that Takahashi was wearing casual clothes.

For Japanese office workers, suits are work clothes and battle robes. Except for some special industries, the uniforms of any regular company are in suit style.

Before, Hiroshi Kudo didn't let Takahashi wear a suit because he wanted Takahashi to maintain a grassroots player-like feeling.

Wearing a suit will make people feel very formal. This will greatly damage the natural appeal of Takahashi's temperament.

If my brother saw Takahashi's current appearance, he would be angry as a puffer fish, and it would not be an accident.

After all, this grassroots boy in front of him decided to make a $3 million deal.

My brother is back at about noon, and there are still a few hours left. Let’s take this kid to buy a decent suit first.

"Follow me." Kudo Hiroshi said immediately when he thought of this. He took Takahashi downstairs and upstairs with his Toyota Crown and ordered the driver to drive towards Ginza.

Office workers have the taste of office workers. If they are divided according to class, those who come to Ginza are not considered middle-class, but also considered petty bourgeoisie.

Takahashi wears this brand of casual clothes that he doesn’t know what it is, so he can barely cover his body. There is no brand or taste.

Brand and taste are only for rich people to burn this thing. For Takahashi, who was still the bottom of Japanese society half a month ago, I can’t afford it, and there is no need for this.

After entering Ginza, Takahashi suddenly became out of place and seemed very abrupt.

Fortunately, it is early now and there are not many shopping customers. Otherwise, Kudo Hiroshi would not have the shame to walk with Takahashi.

Although Kudo Hiroshi has just been rich for a while, he is a mud leg that has just gotten up from the mud pit. At least his taste has reached the level of a young entrepreneur, and this outfit will not be sluggish when participating in any occasion.

Takahashi looked around casually. This was his first time to enter a high-end shopping mall in Japan. The mall he performed last weekend seemed to be no different from the supermarket he used to buy groceries every day.

However, his curiosity, in Kudo's eyes, was completely like a rustic bun.

Seeing this scene, he, who was already a little unsure, became even more unsure. Isn’t this joking thing for such a person who has never seen the world easily decides a business worth millions of dollars?

However, Takahashi's appearance is a rustic, but his expression and demeanor are still acceptable, which makes Kudo Hiroshi a little relieved.

However, what Takahashi said next almost made Hiro Kudo unable to resist the urge to beat someone up.

“What’s the difference between wearing these things and putting money on you?”

Takahashi stopped carefully and looked at the price tag. The old god said, "Well, maybe the clothes are lighter than the equivalent money."

Doesn’t this mean that I have money covered from head to toe?

Kudo Hiroshi was too lazy to deal with Takahashi anymore, so he just wanted to pick up his clothes quickly. Then, he was educated and educated him so that he would not show such timidity in front of his brother.

Kudo has a simple understanding of the quality of clothing, and it is better to be expensive.

Hiro Kudo walked to the Burberry counter and asked the service staff to help Takahashi pick up a few shirts.

Takahashi, who had no say at all, could only calculate by looking at the price tag. This shirt is enough for me to eat hotpot for several months after three meals a day.

Ben felt a little distressed, but then he thought that it was spent on Hiro Kudo's money, not his own money, so he no longer felt distressed immediately.

Well, it doesn’t matter if you add a few more zeros. The gaming industry is so profitable. Can you buy two pieces of clothes and still go bankrupt?

Of course, if he was asked to pay for it himself, even if he had less than four zeros, he would not look at it and turn around and leave.

The clothes are so expensive, how much does it cost to settle the cash? Kudo Hiroshi was too lazy to bring so much cash on him. He took out a check book, wrote down the amount and his signature on it using his original German imported Bailijin, and then took Takahashi to the next store.

In just twenty minutes, Kudo Hiroshi paid out millions of yen.

Looking at his chic look, Takahashi had to sigh, "It's so good to be rich, it's probably just that spending money is like flowing water."

However, if Takahashi really had this money, he felt that he would not have done such a face-saving project. What's the use? If he really had a status, why should he use clothes to set off himself? He would still be regarded as a privately customized high-end clothing.

Maupassant's short story "Necklace" tells such a story.

In order to show his beauty at the party, the young civil servant's wife borrowed a diamond necklace from her friend.

The fabric was lost on the way home. She had to borrow money to buy a new necklace and return it to her friend.

In order to repay the debt, she worked as a short-term worker to save money and worked hard for ten years.

Finally, I learned that the necklace was just a cheap artificial diamond necklace.

The reason she took it as real was because the person she borrowed the necklace was very status and she didn't think that there would be fake necklaces.

Kudo Hiroshi didn't take his clothes back and let Takahashi wear them. Although he didn't even try it, he now found a fitting room and asked Takahashi to go in and change all his clothes.

If a person fights to breathe, the Buddha receives a stick of incense. Don’t all the gods in the temple have to be made into golden bodies. To put it bluntly, who doesn’t want to return home in glory?

Takahashi changed into a shirt and suit, put on leather shoes that were said to have been handmade from Italy. Then he put on a golden watch that was not a brand, but the color was very vulgar. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself inside.

It's like a man and still looks like that.

Takahashi was sure that if he had worn this outfit and went to the street to steal things, no one would have suspected that he would have been on his head.

After all, this outfit looks very valuable. If someone who can wear this outfit needs to steal something?

This takes advantage of people's thinking inertia. Takahashi guessed that in the developed Tokyo, someone might have done this.

He never expected how powerful a government that could not even solve the gangster.

The first person to see Takahashi was the clerk. She clearly remembered Takahashi who had just entered, and was a little stunned when she saw Takahashi's appearance now.
Chapter completed!