Zongman: The chef who is not doing his job

Well, Wang Lin now wondered if Nakiri Senzaemon had come to Neon to be an undercover agent, or to cause trouble? To challenge the master?

As a result, three years later and another three years later, Japan could no longer bear the beating. After being kicked from top to bottom by Nakiri Senzaemon, many of Japan's friends were either forced to surrender or became timid after being beaten up. The rest of them died.

Then they came to their senses and decided that since they couldn't beat him, they might as well recruit him into their group! In the end, they made Nakiri Senzaemon the boss of the Japanese culinary circle.

This is how Totsuki achieved its current status in Japan.

This is getting off topic, because the family that Wang Lin and the other two are going to visit has little to do with the culinary world. They are mainly involved in scientific research and electronic equipment.

Of course, toys are also within the scope of their marketing, and the Gundam in this world is also considered half theirs.

This family is called Tokugawa.

"Well, is this family very powerful? Auntie, you actually gave them the honor to visit in person?" Wang Lin stood at the gate of the family's compound and asked Hong Aidi beside him curiously.

Hong Aidie had a blank expression on her face: "No, you think too much. Our two families have no intersection and there is nothing to compare. This time I just came to visit for some things and your toys."

"I see. So we have something to ask of them?" Wang Lin thought he understood what Hong Aidi meant. She wanted Wang Lin to be more restrained and not act like an inexperienced person like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"Not necessarily, because what we want to learn is Nakiri Senzaemon." Unexpectedly, Hong Aide said such a puzzling sentence with a smile.

Pu Qinglan pinched her wrist and said, "Well, we may have to take action again today, so we have to be more careful later."

Soon, a servant welcomed Wang Lin and the other two into the reception room of the Tokugawa family. A slightly shriveled old man was kneeling on the main seat.

"Hehehe, welcome Miss Hong to my humble home. I'm old and I'm sorry I didn't come to greet you in person. I hope you don't mind." The old man greeted the three people with a smile.

"Mr. Guangcheng is still quite energetic, how can he be old?" Hong Aidi lied with her eyes open. In Wang Lin's opinion, this old man might die at any time.

Of course, it was impossible to say such words, but Wang Lin understood this courtesy.

After a few polite words, Hong Aidi stopped being polite and returned to her normal self: "Old Tokugawa, I don't like nonsense, so I'll be frank with you. I came to you for two main things. One is that my father asked me to pass it on, which is considered a business matter, and the other is to discuss cooperation with your group."

Old man Tokugawa Mitsunari was not surprised by Hong Aidi's straightforward way of conversation. He had heard long ago that Hong Anguo's adopted daughter did not like hypocritical and polite conversations. She might be polite to her elders at the beginning, but she would not be polite at all to her peers or juniors.

So the old man chuckled and nodded, indicating, "Go on, I'm listening."

Hong Aidi crossed her legs in a domineering manner. Fortunately, she was wearing pants. She complained with an unhappy face: "Really, old man, Mr. Guo is already old, a generation older than you. It's not easy for him to live to this day!"

"How dare you invite him to participate in your crappy fighting competition? You'll be responsible if he gets killed! He's over 140 years old, and he's just an ordinary person, not some old monster. If something happens to him, can you take the responsibility?"

Hong Aidie scolded him directly and rudely, but old man Tokugawa had a pleasant expression and listened quietly until Hong Aidie's mouth was dry and Wang Lin next to her was drowsy, but Pu Qinglan still had an expression of listening attentively.

Tokugawa Mitsunari asked with a smile, "Then Miss Hong... Oh, no, it's Brother Anguo who means that Mr. Guo won't be allowed to participate in the competition?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I never said that. They themselves agreed to come to participate in the competition. Can we stop them from coming?" Hong Aidi took a sip of water and continued to say to Tokugawa Mitsunari with a very disgusted expression:

"If you really want to find excitement, why not go to another dimension? It's definitely more exciting than holding an underground fighting competition!"

"Then what Brother Hong means is..." Tokugawa Mitsunari gradually narrowed his eyes, and he understood a little.

"Dad meant for me to come over and keep an eye on things. The only thing that can be done is to make sure that Mr. Guo doesn't die in a foreign country at such an old age. As for the rest, let him do whatever happens." Hong Aidie was helpless. This was actually the main reason why she came to Neon again not long after she returned.

Although he is just an ordinary person, in the eyes of many martial artists in Da Xia, Mr. Guo is a real living fossil. It is really not easy for a real mortal body to live to over 140 years old!

So, what Hong Anguo meant was, if they want to mess around, they can mess around, but they have to keep an eye on him, just make sure he doesn't die in Japan, and let Hong Aidi come over to keep an eye on him, because his own living fossil can't die outside! Otherwise, how can he explain it?

Tokugawa Mitsunari smiled and nodded. Just as he guessed, this young lady came to him to complain!

There was nothing he could do, since he was the one who had instigated this matter. In addition, he did not dislike Hong Aidi's straightforward way of speaking, but rather liked it. He did not mind such a straightforward person.

"Understood! Please rest assured, Miss Hong. I will naturally let Neon's most elite medical team wait for you when the time comes!" The old man nodded, and the discussion of the first matter was over.

"What about the second thing?" Tokugawa Mitsunari continued to ask.

"Xiao Linzi... bah, ahem, this is my nephew, you should know who he is. Well, he made a toy and wants an authorization from your group. Come on, let me see it first!" Hong Aidie hugged the drowsy Wang Lin, shook Wang Lin and said.

Wang Lin was suddenly awakened, opened his eyes and looked at the few people in confusion: "...are you done talking?"

Hong Aidie was speechless for a while, and said sarcastically: "My business is over, are you still going to let me speak for you about your business?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You were just nagging me and I couldn't help it." Wang Lin was also merciless and threw the pot directly onto his aunt.

Hong Aidi (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴: "Humph! What nonsense are you talking about? I'll deal with you when I get back!"

"Sorry to have embarrassed you." Although Wang Lin was apologizing, there was no trace of apology on his face. Then he took out his "toy" with an expressionless face.

Demonstrated it in front of Tokugawa Mitsunari.

Of course, this time he didn't hold a robot, but a mini aviation battleship!

Tokugawa Mitsunari initially thought it was just a model airplane, until he saw with his own eyes that after Wang Lin tinkered with it for a few times, the thing flew up on its own!

"Well, I have developed a special plastic that can be remotely controlled under a specific magnetic field. It can make robots or models come alive and fight. Mr. Tokugawa should understand what I mean, right?" Wang Lin said seriously.

Although Tokugawa Mitsunari was old, he was also very smart. He immediately understood what Wang Lin meant: "Mr. Wang Lin wants the copyright for our Gundam toys, right?"

Let robots or models come alive and fight. Although this world's Gundam Build Fighters was not filmed, Tokugawa Mitsunari could also think of this. Indeed, if this thing is promoted, it will really become a spirit!

Big sales? No! It may even directly change the world's toy market! And if the raw materials are not very expensive, it is not a dream to promote it all over the world!

Even with Tokugawa Mitsunari's current wealth, he might not necessarily appreciate this little money, but he was still very interested in this novel little gadget.

Wang Lin nodded. This old man was really shrewd and as sharp as an old fox. He had guessed what he wanted to cooperate on before he even said it clearly. Originally, Wang Lin was worried that this old man could not keep up with the times.

“It’s really amazing…” Tokugawa Mitsunari curiously approached the model floating in the air, turned around and asked Wang Lin: “Mr. Wang Lin, can this be made bigger?”

“Make it bigger? Sure, but the maximum diameter cannot exceed fifty centimeters. If it’s bigger, it won’t be able to fly and can only be used as a fortress fixed to the ground.” Wang Lin explained with a chuckle.

Of course he could make a bigger one! He already has a bigger one in his lab, and there is even a bigger one in the design he gave to Hong Anguo, it’s just that the principles are different.

Wang Lin knew all about Tokugawa Mitsunari's little tricks, but he only planned to make toys, not weapons, at least not to sell them!

Hearing Wang Lin's words, Tokugawa Mitsunari couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he didn't say anything else. He smiled politely and nodded, saying, "Please let me think about it for a while. This needs to be discussed with other company members."

"Don't worry, I won't waste too much of your time. How about this, why don't you stay for dinner? I should be able to give you a satisfactory answer after dinner."

"Okay!" Hong Aidie slammed the table, and the three of them stayed in the Tokugawa family temporarily.