After Pei Zi Yun finished reading Sakako Sanako's reply, he didn't head home immediately. After some thought, he took out his phone and wrote an email to his father, Kazuhiko Yamada.
Pei Zi Yun's father, Kazuhiko Yamada, gave off the impression that he was a very serious person. He had a crew cut and a pair of brown eyes. Usually, he wore a dark blue suit and leather shoes when he was working. When he was interacting with others, he would stare intently into their eyes, giving off a strong aura.
Kazuhiko Yamada worked in a large department store for eight years. Although he didn't have much of a background, with his background in a famous school and his own talent, he had become a department head. He could be said to be a winner in life.
Kazuhiko Yamada usually left home at eight in the morning and returned home at eleven at night. Of course, there were times when he would return home late because of meetings or other work matters.
If he didn't rush him, he would fall asleep. Who knows, Kazuhiko Yamada might not be home yet.
After Pei Zi Yun sent the email to Kazuhiko Yamada, he went straight to a nearby bank.
The bank wasn't far from here. It was only five hundred meters away. He arrived in ten minutes.
Japanese banks only had people working from nine to twelve in the morning and from fourteen to seventeen in the afternoon. During this time, they could handle business manually.
At this time, the doors were already closed. However, Pei Zi Yun was only there to withdraw money.
There was a row of ATMs outside the bank. It was already night time, and there weren't many people in this area. Hence, the row of ATMs seemed a little empty. There were only one or two people withdrawing money or depositing money in the ATMs. Pei Zi Yun walked into an empty ATM and took out an IC bank card.
To withdraw money from an ATM, he only needed to insert his IC bank card and enter the password. Of course, just in case, there was another procedure. He had to place his finger on the fingerprint verification device to verify it — this was a security measure of the IC bank card.
Even if someone found the IC bank card and knew the password, with this procedure, he still wouldn't be able to withdraw money. This was because the fingerprint verification was required.
"3.83 million yuan?" This was a huge sum of money for the junior high students. Pei Zi Yun took a look and started withdrawing money.
The ATM had a limit. He could only withdraw 500,000 yuan at a time. The limit was 2 million yuan a day.
"It's enough!" Pei Zi Yun realized that this limit was exactly what he needed. He tapped on the screen and heard a "Ka Ka" sound as ten thousand dollar notes flowed out. Pei Zi Yun took his school bag off his back and placed the two hundred dollar notes into his bag before leaving.
He waited at the power station for a while, but there was no tram. He lost his patience and waved at the side of the road to take an express train home.
Fifteen minutes later, Pei Zi Yun alighted from the car and walked to the door. He shouted loudly, "I'm back."
Pei Zi Yun's mother, Yamada Izumi, heard her son's voice and immediately came out to welcome him. She opened the door and helped Pei Zi Yun with his school bag, "Shinichi, what happened? Why are you back so late?"
Pei Zi Yun bowed and said apologetically, "Hai, I've caused everyone to worry. Today, Yuta Haruyama got into a car accident. I went to visit him with a classmate, and was delayed. That classmate was a girl, and it was getting late. I was worried that she might be in danger, so I decided to send her home first."
"Oh, I see! By the way, how is Xing Tai doing? Is the injury serious? Why did he get into a car accident? "Yamada Izumi asked worriedly.
Yuta Haruyama was a good friend of Yamada Shinichi. He had visited the Yamada family many times to play. Furthermore, Yuta Haruyama was a person who liked to get to know people easily. With just a few words, they got to know each other. Yamada Izumi naturally knew who Yuta Haruyama was.
"Don't worry, mother. Yuta's injury isn't serious. He's currently recuperating. He's fine now." Pei Zi Yun said.
"That's good!" Yamada Izumi said.
Pei Zi Yun entered the house and realized that Sakako Haruyama and his father were waiting at the table in the living room.
Yamada Kazuhiko saw that his son had returned and asked directly, "Shinichi, is what you said in the email true?"
Yamada Kazuhiko had just returned home and was still in a state of shock. He received Shinichi's email and Sakako Haruyama's phone call. Only then did he know that his son had earned four million Yuta from writing his book!
Four million Yuta!
As the head of the family, Yamada Kazuhiko was quite familiar with this. He couldn't believe it.
It wasn't a lot of money. Excluding the capitalists, the Cabinet Minister was ranked first with 40 million Yuta, followed by a famous professional baseball player with 35 million Yuta, a member of parliament with 22 million Yuta, and an ordinary salaryman with 4.4 million Yuta. Even a cleaner had 2.3 million Yuta.
But Yamada Shinichi was only 12 years old!
The department store that Yamada Kazuhiko worked at only had 20 million Yuta. Hence, after knowing this news, Yamada Kazuhiko couldn't calm down.
Fortunately, he was the head of the department. Yamada Kazuhiko told his colleagues that there wouldn't be an after-work gathering today.
On the way home, Yamada Kazuhiko was on the phone with Sakako Haruyama. Even though he had heard everything, Yamada Kazuhiko still couldn't believe it.
At this moment, Yamada Kazuhiko saw his son, Yamada Shinichi. He couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Shinichi, did you really write a book and publish it? And you earned four million Yuta? "
Yamada Kazuhiko asked in surprise.
"Yes, I made my debut at Hakuseigaku Publishing House. This is two million Yuta." Pei Zi Yun took his school bag from Yamada Izumi's hands and took out a stack of cash. He stacked the money together and placed it on top of the magazine and book that Sakako Haruyama had brought.
He then said to Yamada Kazuhiko and Yamada Izumi, "Look, this is the evidence!"
Yamada Izumi looked at her son in shock. She covered her mouth and muttered, "Shinichi, did you really earn this? You didn't do anything illegal, right? "
Yamada Kazuhiko flipped through the magazine on the table. He saw the coldly written "Samurai Under the Cherry Blossoms" and the more in-depth and cruel "The Change of Fujimoto". He couldn't help but ask again, "Shinichi, did you really write this? Although you are my son, I still want to ask, these words, these thoughts, did you really write it yourself? "
Yamada Kazuhiko stared at Pei Zi Yun, trying to find some clues from his face. However, Pei Zi Yun's (̄ _ ̄) expression showed no signs of fear. He only lowered his head and said, "Hi, it's me!"
Sakako Haruyama knelt down and said, "I can testify that it was written by Yamada Takeshi alone!"
Seeing that Pei Zi Yun was not the least bit uneasy, Yamada Kazuhiko was silent for a long time. He finally confirmed that his son, Yamada Shinichi, was not lying.
Yamada Kazuhiko once again looked at the book "Who is the Second Man". As he flipped through the pages, his expression became more and more joyful. However, he still suppressed his joy and maintained the dignity of a father.
"Shinichi, since you have chosen to write, and you have the talent, you must do your best. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Pei Zi Yun lowered his head and said. As long as he passed this stage, he would be able to see the world. Going on a trip would be like collecting inspiration for his writing. Everything would go smoothly.
After a while, Yamada Izumi and Yamada Kazuhiko finally calmed down and accepted the fact that their son, Shinichi, was a genius.
Yamada Izumi took the money and said, "Shinichi, your mother will keep this money for you."
Yamada Kazuhiko also calmed down and asked slowly, "Shinichi, what are your plans now?"
Actually, the income of an author was not considered high among the professions. Most of them earned less than 5 million yen. However, if one was at the top, it would be a different story.
Yamada Shinichi was only 12 years old and already had such a high standard of work. Even if he did not improve in the future, just based on the number of books he wrote, it would be very impressive. This was because the author had his own copyright.
If a Japanese author received a one-time fee (meaning there was no value in re-publishing), the income would be relatively low. However, if the author was talented and had the value of re-publishing, they would be able to reap a lot of royalties.
Tsukasa Kei's "Finally With You" was his debut work. It had been re-published 20 times and had a total of 130,000 copies. The royalties were 14 million yen. Of course, this was not a one-time income. It took 15 years.
If Yamada Shinji could produce one book every year and maintain this level, after ten years, with the added benefits of more than ten books, it was possible for him to earn 100 million yen a year.
Yamada Kazuhiko asked his son for his opinion. He did not want his son to end up like the cherry blossoms. They were beautiful for a short period of time and then returned to the earth.
Pei Zi Yun did not care about this at all. He said, "Father, I have established the National Domination Club. Our goal is to travel to all the shrines in the country!"
"We have divided the country into ten regions. The Tokyo region is the first region. I wish to take advantage of the holidays to complete the itinerary and travel on Saturdays and Sundays."
"As for the holidays, I wish to organize a trip for the members. The destination is even further away. It is even possible to go to Hokkaido."
"Please agree!"
"The National Domination Club?" Yamada Kazuhiko had graduated from a prestigious school. He naturally knew what kind of impression a leader of a club with excellent results would give to the university and the company. It could be said that he was a natural candidate for the position.
After a long silence, he sighed, "You are really amazing, Shinichi. Since this is the case, you have to be serious and take responsibility!"
"You have to take responsibility for the club and the members. Do you understand?"
Pei Zi Yun replied, "Yes, I understand!"
Yamada Kazuhiko turned to Yamada Izumi and said, "Today is a good day. Miss Sakagami is here too. Please prepare some sumptuous dishes and some wine. Please!"
When Yamada Izumi heard this, she immediately nodded in agreement.
Taking advantage of the busy time, the small living room was empty. Sakagami took out a stack of documents from her bag and passed it to Pei Zi Yun. She said seriously, "Yamada Izumi, this is the information about the Uchiyama Group that you wanted!"
"You did not kill anyone. That is good. Although samurai have the right to do whatever they want, this is a society ruled by law. If you kill ordinary people, it will be difficult for us and the government."
"Please take note, please." Sakagami bowed her head and begged seriously.
Note 1: The income gap in Japan is very small. A cleaner earns 3 million yen. An ordinary salaryman earns 40 million yen. A company's middle management earns 5 million to 9 million yen. It can be said that Japan is the country with the smallest income gap other than capitalists.
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