People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

Chapter 125

"By the way, Higashino-kun, do you want to go fishing together?"

"I have some of the best fishing gear in the world and the best yacht for sea fishing!"

Tetsuharu Tomizawa said excitedly, it seems that he has not fished for a long time.

"Since it was Mr. Tomizawa's invitation, I am naturally honored."

Makoto Higashino smiled.

The eyes swept away the all-gold Rolex on his wrist.

On that watch, Taichi Tomizawa, the eldest son of Tetsuharu Tomizawa, installed a bug.

It is also the most critical evidence left behind by Tomizawa Taichi killing his father later.

"What is it called Mr. Tomizawa, it's too raw."

"Higashino-kun, if you don't mind in the future, just call me uncle!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa patted him on the shoulder with a warm expression, and he liked the young and promising Makoto Higashino very much.

"Uncle Tomizawa!"

Makoto Higashino exclaimed.

Anyway, this old guy will not live to 24 hours, it should be the last day of respecting the old and loving the young.

"Good!"

"I wish I could have a son like you!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa sighed.

The huge Tomizawa chaebol, three sons, and triplets, did not turn out to be a decent one.

The eldest son wants to be a novelist, the second son wants to marry a nightclub lady, and the third son has to paint.

But if there is a serious person like Makoto Higashino, he will not have to worry about the successor of Tomizawa Chaebol now.

"Dad, it's too much for you to say that!"

Tomizawa Yuzo stood up and glared at him fiercely.

Even the eyes that looked at Makoto Higashino became full of hostility.

"Yuzo!"

Ayako Suzuki shouted worriedly.

"423 Hmph, I'll go to the studio, leave me alone."

"Don't bother me!"

Tomizawa put down his chopsticks and walked straight out of the villa.

"Draw, draw, you know to draw!"

"Even if you are drawing, you must at least draw some grades, right?"

"They're all 28 years old, and in two years they'll be 30 years old, what does he draw?"

Tetsuji Tomizawa was so angry that he completely lost his appetite.

The atmosphere of the entire table suddenly became very awkward.

Whether it is Mao Lilan or Suzuki Sonoko, they can only laugh awkwardly and dare not talk indiscriminately.

Ayako Suzuki, on the other hand, continues to maintain the virtuous and gentle image of Yamato Fuko, and very sensibly puts away the bowls and chopsticks.

"Higashino, go!"

"Let's go fishing!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa shouted.

Before going out, he also glared at his own villa, as if he was resenting the young son who was not a weapon.

The endless sea, the sea breeze blows, seagulls fly.

The yacht of the Tomizawa family is quietly parked on the sea.

"Higashino, have you ever played sea fishing before?"

Tetsuji Tomizawa asked with a smile.

"Nope!"

"Today is the first (aeee) fishing trip!"

Makoto Higashino smiled.

He silently opened the check-in system, held the fishing rod, and clicked [Sign in]

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations to the host for successfully checking in on the fishing boat and rewarding god-level fishing skills.] 】

"God-level fishing skills?"

Makoto Higashino opened the skill introduction page.

[God-level fishing skills: When the host starts fishing, it will automatically attract the largest fish within a radius of 100 meters, and it will be 100% hooked, and there will be no unhooking. ] 】

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

"Actually, fishing is quite simple."

"As long as you can calm down and listen to the sound of the sea, you will receive the gift of the sea."

Tetsuji Tomizawa said inexplicably profound philosophies, with the tone of an elder teaching a lecture, and he really wanted to show his hand in front of Makoto Higashino.

However, his buoy has not moved.

Shout!

Makoto Higashino pulled up his fishing rod, and a sea bass jumped onto the deck.

At least, it has to weigh four or five pounds.

"Really!"

"It's worthy of Uncle Tomizawa, I listened to your method and caught a fish at once."

Makoto Higashino was carrying a large sea bass with a smile on his face.

"Huh, huh... Good luck! "

"However, I will not lose either!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa smiled awkwardly, and then his eyes were hooked, and he kept staring at the buoy.

He is a veteran of sea fishing and even the chairman of the Tokyo Fishing Association.

How can you lose to a newbie playing sea fishing for the first time?

Moreover, he is still a novice who is only 18 years old!

"Uncle, I seem to have it again!"

Shout!

The rod pulled, and another big fish jumped onto the deck.

It's a yellow snapper!

However, it is smaller than the sea bass just now, and it weighs about three pounds.

"Here it is again!"

"I have it again!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Coming, coming!"

"Wow, it's a big fish this time!"

"It's actually a black sea bream!"

"Eels? You can catch such a large eel in the daytime! "

"Another eel, or a red eel!"

......

"Huh! Huh! Huh! "

Tetsuji Tomizawa was dumbfounded.

The fish in a tank in the cabin weigh almost hundreds of pounds.

However, none of them were caught by himself, all of them were the trophies of Makoto Higashino, a novice in sea fishing for the first time.

"You're a genius!"

"Even fishing is a genius!"

"It's really a smart person, he learns everything very quickly!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa sighed helplessly.

He became more and more envious of Makoto Higashino's parents.

If Makoto Higashino were his son, he wouldn't have to worry about so many things all day, he could just hand over the entire Tomizawa chaebol, and he would be able to go fishing every day with peace of mind.

"Uncle has passed the prize."

"Actually, it's all taught by my uncle."

Higashino said modestly.

"Hahaha... Sort of! "

Tetsuji Tomizawa laughed.

Wear a thousand clothes, horse fart does not wear.

Especially for an elderly person like him, he likes to listen to good things even more.

"By the way, uncle, this watch of yours is an old Rolex, right?"

"It looks like an old watch from the last century, but it's really beautiful and very well preserved!"

Makoto Higashino changed the subject.

"You said this Rolex's weekly calendar?"

"That is, four or five million bargains, or bought a long time ago."

"I remember nine years, almost thirty years, when it was the most glorious era in Japan, full of gold, and everyone on the street was smiling."

"At that time, on the streets of Tokyo, the cars driving on the road were all Mercedes-Benz and BMW. The watch worn by the man is either a Rolex or a Patek Philippe. The bags carried by the women are also LV. Chanel and Hermes. "

"It's a pity, the good times don't last long!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa recalls Japan's peak days and sighs repeatedly.

"May I see it?"

"Uncle aside, I am particularly interested in watches, especially the former medieval Rolex."

Higashino asked sincerely.

"Of course!"

"It's just a watch, and it's just for you."

Tetsuji Tomizawa was very generous and took off his watch directly.

A Rolex with two or three hundred thousand oceans is nothing to him.

Not to mention Rolex, even Patek Philippe, who is ten times more expensive, and Richard Miller, who is a hundred times more expensive, there is no difference in his eyes.

"The old day calendar is also very tasteful!"

"Especially after my uncle wore it, I have a sense of history."

Makoto Higashino was cheekily patting the horse.

"Hahaha... How can there be such an exaggeration! "

Tetsuji Tomizawa smiled tightly.

Thump!

A soft sound.

Makoto Higashino's hand slipped, and the big gold labor worth four or five million yen fell into the sea.

"Huh?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I..."

Makoto Higashino looked guilty.

"What's in this?"

"It's just an old watch that is not worth much, if it falls, it will fall off, there is nothing to care about."

Tetsuji Tomizawa patted him on the shoulder and said nonchalantly.

"I'm so sorry!"

"In a few days, I will definitely buy a new one and give it to my uncle."

Makoto Higashino said.

"Then I'll wait for your gift!"

Tetsuji Tomizawa laughed.

And in Osaka, dozens of kilometers away, the eldest son Tomizawa Taichi was wearing headphones and suddenly stunned.

He took off the headphones, put them on again, and repeatedly switched them on and off.

A few minutes later, I was so angry that I slammed the headset on the ground.