Seeing this plain-looking man with yellow hair and sunken eyes, he became very interested in the magazine.
Even though he had a fierce look on his face, Aya Honmonji introduced him with a smile:
"Sir, if you are still interested, you can follow us on Youtube and TikTok. The videos above will be more interesting."
"Oh~" Kuriyama Mai raised his head curiously, "It's quite keeping pace with the times."
Seeing his unexpectedly calm attitude, Honmonji Aya also became energetic and excitedly promoted:
“You can also provide support on the APP or website.”
"If you have time, you can come to the pre-election exchange meeting at 15:00 next Saturday~ The venue will be in the auditorium rented by Hosei University in Tokyo."
Exchange? If we bring Kasuga Chinatsu over for a live debate, we might get a good show, Kuriyama Mai secretly thought to himself.
"You can come and take a look when you have time."
But on the surface he shrugged noncommittally, and after glancing at the office workers walking in a hurry on the street, he changed the subject and asked:
"I would like to ask, does Honmonji-san have a job? If you do this full-time, will JRCL pay you a salary?"
The future of a niche political party like theirs can be seen from whether they have a stable source of cash.
Especially now that she is running for district council, she will burn money like water if she wants to succeed...
"That's not true... I actually work part-time."
Honmonji Aya covered her mouth in embarrassment and laughed a few times, "Everyone has been working very hard to raise money for this campaign. I will have to move to another place to continue to seek donations soon."
Seeing that she looked a little embarrassed, Kuriyama Mai's apples turned red, and continued to ask:
"Don't you have corporate donations? You usually have to rely on your allies to work together for your income?"
"No." Honmonji Aya shook her head, her short brown hair floating in front of her eyes.
"For the time being, we can only rely on our own part-time jobs and donations from enthusiastic workers and students. As for the company..."
She showed a helpless smile, "Most of the companies that are willing to support us are small and medium-sized 'workshops' that are struggling to break even. It's hard to spare any spare money..."
After Honmonji Aya finished speaking, she saw that he just stood aside silently, looking at the magazine for a while and his phone for a while, and did not respond again.
Feeling that something was wrong in the atmosphere, she politely expressed her thanks and started packing her things to go to the square.
The little expectation she had just vaguely failed to realize made her feel frustrated.
But when she thought that meeting interested people this morning was better than giving a speech in vain, she regained her energy, neatly put the promotional banners and brochures into her schoolbag, dragged the mobile speaker and headed towards the next one. The place walks with its head held high.
After all, she knows that donations are hard to come by, and being able to sow a seed in the morning gives her a little more hope for the future.
But before she could take two steps, the man shouted and stopped her.
"Hey, wait!"
Maybe it was because he wanted to see other information, but Honmonji Aya still looked back with a smile:
"Is there anything else you need to know, sir?"
"No..." Kuriyama Mai shook his head, "That, I mean..."
"Sir, do you want to join us?"
"I can be your introducer."
Seeing his hesitation, Honmonji Aya blurted out her inner guess.
Although many people are interested in their organization, they are still too embarrassed to offer to join on the street and need active guidance.
"It's not this." Kuriyama Mai decisively rejected her, "It's a corporate donation."
"Wait..." Although Honmonji Aya had a vague suspicion in her heart, she suppressed it with all her strength. How could such a good thing happen.
"Sir, are there any companies you are familiar with that you can recommend to us?"
"I mean... didn't you say before that you didn't have any donations?" Kuriyama Mai finally made up his mind.
"But now, you have."
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As he spoke, he handed a handbag to Honmonji Aya.
"What..." Her slightly thick shoulders began to tremble, and her hands seemed to become stiff. It took her a long time to open the zipper of her handbag.
It was filled with bundles of 10,000 yen bills, totaling 50 million yen.
"..." Honmonji Aya had thought about the possibility of receiving a large donation countless times, but she never expected that it would come so suddenly, and her voice became faltered.
"Sir...are you sure?"
"certainly!"
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Kuriyama Mai's answer seemed very calm.
He had just carefully read the article they wrote. It was indeed the result of careful compilation after field investigation and research.
Moreover, the promotions on TikTok and YouTube are also very down-to-earth. They don’t put on airs and speak in human terms, which can be understood by most people.
This mass line made him feel good about it. Although he did not agree with the complete ban on customs industry, for the time being, the general direction seemed to be what he wanted to pursue.
If nothing else works, just think of it as spending 250 points on a lottery ticket.
"Sir, could you please reveal your name?" Honmonji Aya felt her heart pounding, but she still tried to look calm.
"By the way...and your company information, we will help you vigorously promote it."
Kuriyama Mai heard the tremor in her voice and just waved her hand casually.
"Yagikihara Town, Yamazaki Hayato, just call me San Gei-nii."
"No way……"
Yanagihara Town?
Honmonji Aya looked at his ferocious eyes again, as if he was carrying several lives...
She suddenly thought of something in her mind, no wonder he would carry such a large amount of cash with him...
Even if you get this money, you can immediately start the long-awaited float parade, print some more journals, and even prepare some small gifts for supporters...
But now, even though he felt extremely reluctant to give up, Honmonji still pushed the handbag hard towards Yamazaki Hayato.
"Sorry, if it's a donation from a violent group, we can't accept it."
"I'm very sorry..." Honmonji lowered his head humbly, "Because rectifying violent gangs is our main program, so... I'm very sorry, please forgive me."
Seeing that she really wanted to push the money back, Kuriyama Mai felt that they had a better future.
He forced the money back into her hand, jumped back and distanced himself.
"Don't get me wrong. I just sell imported motorcycles. I'm not a violent gang. I expect you to grow up and let me pay less protection fees."
"Yamazaki imported motorcycle store specializes in spring breeze, Wuji and chicken. It is located at 1-3 Yanagihara Town. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."
Seeing doubts written all over Honmonji's fleshy face, Kuriyama Mai quickly took out the documents to apply for a license.
"That was the payment just now. I was going to pick up the goods at the port. But since I gave it to you, I will pick up the goods next week."
"Sorry! I'm really sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"
Honmonji Aya's face turned red and she hurriedly bowed and apologized. She didn't expect to offend a noble person so hastily...
But seeing his indifferent expression, Honmonji Aya mustered up the courage to care and said:
"But...Mr. Yamazaki...if you give us so much money, can you handle the cash flow?"
"No problem, don't worry."
Kuriyama Mai smiled and gave her a thumbs up, "If you succeed, the burden on a small business like mine will be much lighter."
Honmonji Aya felt an unprecedented trust coming from her heart, and her shoulders felt like they were being pressed down by a huge boulder.
A small business owner who just met him and was at the beginning of his business was willing to donate all of his purchase price...
"We...will not let you down!"
"thank you very much!"
She hugged the handbag stuffed with cash tightly with both hands, and her trembling voice was mixed with sobs.
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Seeing that her eyes were a little red, Kuriyama Mai felt that he couldn't bear it and said quickly:
"Sorry, my appointment time is coming up soon and I have to go to the district office. As for the publicity, I will contact you later."
Before she could reach out to hold him back, Kuriyama Mai had already fled.
Seeing that Honmonji Aya was not in a hurry to catch up, she had to stand quietly on the spot, clenching her right hand and placing it by her temple, solemnly performing a gaze salute.
It wasn't until Hayato Yamazaki's back completely disappeared that she slowly lowered her right hand.
"Internationale will definitely come true..."
She gritted her teeth and recited the lyrics silently in her mind, then turned around and blended into the crowd at the tram stop.
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Three hours later, Kuriyama Mai walked out of the district office and curiously dialed the contact number on their brochure.
"Hello, this is the JRCL Kanto Regional Committee Office. How can I help?"
"Hello, I am Hayato Yamazaki who provided you with corporate donations this morning. I forgot how much money was in my bag this morning. Is it convenient for you to check it?"
"Is it Mr. Yamazaki!?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became solemn, "I'm so grateful. Your contribution will spur us on to work even harder!"
"Can you get the inquiry?" Kuriyama Mai felt her face was a little hot and asked about the business quickly.
"After I ask the financial person in charge, I will inform you as soon as possible."
"By the way, Dear Mr. Yamazaki, we will start the float parade the day after tomorrow. Do you have any comments on your corporate promotion?"
"This... I'll contact you after I think about it."
"It has been found out. Mr. Yamazaki, you have contributed 50 million yen to us. We will be forever grateful for your kindness!"
Didn't she keep a single cent to herself...
Listening to the respectful voice on the other end of the phone, Kuriyama Mai only had a little more respect for them.
After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and immediately contacted Jiu Chengzhen.
"Hey, Jiucheng, can you borrow your friend's 300SR for me today? If it doesn't work, I can buy it for him at the original price, no, even at a higher price!"
"Why... it should be OK, Brother Pheasant, why are you so sudden?" Jiu Chengzhen's voice sounded a bit like he had just woken up.
"If you need it for store pre-heating promotion, please Jiucheng-kun, please make sure to get it before tomorrow!"
Kuriyama Mai gave the order decisively.
"Okay, it will be done!" Jiucheng Zhen felt no sleepiness for a moment, sat up from the bed and agreed decisively.
