A Japanese-style room in a suburban mansion.

There is a long table on the grass-green tatami.

The table is filled with a variety of sushi and sashimi.

Now that winter has arrived, we can prepare such a table of fresh fish at this time.

It can be said that it is both troublesome and expensive.

Two singing girls, their faces covered with thick white putty, played an instrument called a shamisen in their hands and hummed an unknown Japanese tune.

Accompanied by the melancholy sound, the whole room seemed a little weird and lazy.

"Mr. George, please don't be polite. This is seafood that I specially asked people to fly in from other places. Please believe that you can't eat this kind of delicious food in China." Oda Doko said as he picked up a piece of eel.

Then stuff it into his mouth.

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George couldn't help but feel disgust in his eyes as he looked at the delicious food on the table.

My God, you Easterners are really monsters who drink blood from your hair. Is your thousands of years of civilization fake?

George stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and then put it back on the plate with disgust.

Oda Dokko didn’t know what George was thinking in his mind, and he still showed off to himself: “Only we, the big nuclear nation, understand the mystery of this magical delicacy, and only we, the big nuclear nation, know how to breed it.

It, how to cook it."

"But, Mr. Oda, as far as I know, the largest eel breeding place in the world is in China. It is said that Japan imports a large amount of products to China every year..." George looked at Oda's arrogant appearance and said,

I can't help but feel a little bored.

"This... this is just because our big nuclear nation is unwilling to take action. This low-level industry can only be left to the Chinese underground. It is also possible that the Chinese came to our country to steal this technology.

, you know, they Chinese people always like to brag about their history." Oda alone was speechless by what George just said, so he had to change the topic and continue to attack China, which he looked down upon.

"Mr. Oda, what do you and I do? I don't think I need to repeat it again." George suddenly waved his hand towards Oda's son with a stern face, stopping him from continuing to speak.

Then George winked at the two singers behind Oda Duzi, and the two singers walked out of the room in a very sensible manner.

"Mr. George, what do you mean?" Xiaoda only didn't understand the meaning of George's move.

"Mr. Oda, I advise you not to say these things in front of me all the time. You don't have to hold your country up high and degrade thousands of years of civilization into nothing." George looked at the entire dining table.

Finally, he picked out a piece of fried chicken that was acceptable to him, and then picked it up and put it in his mouth.

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"What do you mean?" Xiaotian Duzi frowned after listening to George's words.

"What do you mean? What do we do? To put it more politely, we are called antique dealers. It can be said that our work is inseparable from antiques, but your current behavior is just to belittle an extremely glorious civilization.

Mr. Oda, are all you Japanese like this? Listen to my advice, Mr. Oda. Believe me, this is friendly advice. If your arrogance is known to the organization, it is not a good thing." Eat the whole portion of fried food.

After the chicken, George seemed no longer interested in other food on the table and simply put down his chopsticks.

Listening to George's words that were filled with sarcasm and threats, Oda's son couldn't help but grit his teeth.

But when George mentioned the word organization, Oda Doko's expression slowly softened.

George nodded with great satisfaction. He calmly changed the topic to business: "This martial arts conference is the first time that the organization has held this kind of event. Mr. Oda, please be careful."

After George finished speaking, he didn't forget to pick up the wine bottle and stood up to pour a glass of sake for Oda Duzi.

It turns out that this sudden martial arts conference was organized by George and Oda's only son.

In other words, it was organized by the organization where George and Oda's only son belonged.

On the surface, these two people are a large international antique sales company, but in fact they both belong to the same organization.

A large criminal organization suspected of money laundering, illegal smuggling of antiques, and even smuggling of arms.

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The criminal method of this organization has always been to hold various exhibitions and activities under the guise of doing charity or promoting the national issues of various countries.

In fact, they use these legal activities as a shield to engage in various illegal activities in private.

This martial arts competition is another of their works.

They used the martial arts conference as a banner to invite many lawless elements or people who intended to do illegal things, and then held discussions.

Therefore, this martial arts conference was held very suddenly, and there was even a ridiculous incident where a minor like Li Bai was able to register.

However, even many contestants may not know the details about this martial arts competition.

Oda Dozi looked at George's respectful look in front of him, so he put all the unpleasantness behind him, then raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Don't worry, Mr. George, I will definitely do my best to organize this event." Xiaoda Duzi promised to George.

George continued to pick up the wine bottle, poured a second glass for Xiaoda Duzi, and then said: "Mr. Xiaoda, the organization is very happy for this event. You must seize the opportunity."

"Mr. George, please explain." Oda only heard what George said and asked quickly.

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"Mr. Oda, after discussions, the foundation found that holding this kind of event is a very clever plan. If after this event is held, the higher ups plan to fund the establishment of a martial arts school in this city, then there may be a place organized here.

There is a stronghold that no one can easily guess, Mr. Oda, so you must not think that this martial arts conference is just like the usual exhibitions, it is a one-time deal." George smiled and told the content of the day's meeting.

, and this is the first time he has used the word foundation.

Hearing George's words, Oda only put down his bowl and chopsticks in excitement.

Although he was still a little jealous of George for being able to talk directly to the top leader of the organization, the Foundation, everything George just told him was undoubtedly very valuable information to him.
Chapter completed!