Monday afternoon, Jiang Teng Law Firm.

There is a piece of A4 paper on the desk in the lobby. A light blue personal signature is printed in the middle of the paper, showing the four Chinese characters of "Takai Masahiko". The civil complaint regarding the land embezzlement by the Akagi Hotel Group has been passed.

Takai agreed and could submit it at any time. The bullet was loaded into the chamber, and the next step was for the hunter to pick up the rifle and pull the trigger at the beast in the forest.

Beiyuan leaned on the chair, leisurely admiring the civil complaint in front of him, as if staring at an extremely precious work of art. He held a cup of black tea in his hand and continued to savor the aroma of the tea in the cup.

, from time to time he would pick up a small iron spoon and scoop out the cake on the plate next to him. Under the chair, the man's legs were raised rather arrogantly, and the toes of his shoes were shaking up and down.

If the young man had a slight turbulence in his heart when he faced Mizuho Bank's 50 million yen debt call at the end of the month. Now, this turmoil has completely dissipated, replaced by "the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoofbeats,

The comfortable feeling of seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

Miyagawa sat next to him with a black ink pen, carefully filling out the postal delivery form. As the tip of the ink pen danced, lines of beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper slip. Black ink gushes out along the tip of the pen, penetrates and soaks

On the sheets of lavender carbon paper below.

"Okay, Kitahara. I've filled it out and can send the complaint." Miyagawa raised his head and looked at Kitahara next to him, then glanced at the cake on the table, and couldn't help but glance at the cake on the table again.

, muttered:

"Kitahara, please don't be so extravagant. Why do you order takeaway tea from the General Hotel? The delivery fee is too expensive."

Even though Miyagawa said this, he couldn't help but pick up the iron spoon next to him, take a bite, put it into her mouth, take the cream carefully and taste it.

Beihara coughed slightly and touched the civil complaint in front of him with his hand, "Didn't you always say that you wanted to go to the Grand General Hotel to eat in nostalgia? Before the end of this lawsuit, the General Hotel was our dining hall. Every day.

For lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner, we all order takeout from the General Hotel... Hahahahaha!" In the middle of his words, Kitahara couldn't help laughing again. It was as if he was already lying down at this moment.

In the bathtub covered with banknotes, swimming and breathing in the ocean of money, enjoying the victory of this lawsuit that has not yet been filed.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to send the complaint right away." Miyagawa looked at the overly proud look of the man in front of him, and couldn't help but frown a little, and said, "Kitahara, come with me to the post office."

"I won't go." Beiyuan yawned and leaned lazily on the chair, "I have to take a nap."

"No~~Kitahara, you can't stay in the office. You can go out for a walk."

"The intensity of my daily anaerobic exercise is very high."

"Do you want to go with me, Beihara?" Miyagawa's little mouth was slightly pouted, his head tilted, and he put one hand on his thin waist that was as soft as water.

"Okay, I'll go." The corners of Beihara's mouth twitched slightly, and he had already vaguely felt the somewhat sharp gaze projected on Miyagawa. Well~ Recently, he has discovered more and more that Miyagawa, who used to be quite gentle and well-behaved, seems to

Becoming more and more angry. Maybe this is the privilege that a powerful assistant should enjoy!

The two people in the law firm held iron spoons for each other and ate cake together, one person scooping out one side, and wiping out the afternoon tea at the Grand General Hotel. Then the two people cleared the table, took the envelope, and left the law firm.

So, we walked towards the post office not far away.

In the post office, the envelope containing the civil complaint and other litigation materials was received by the postal employee, put into a special transport box, and transported to the small warehouse behind the post office. At this time, it happened to catch up with the three

The delivery time for intra-city delivery was just before 0:00. The transport box was loaded onto the truck by the postal employee. As the key in the car was turned in the ignition, the transport truck drove towards its destination, heading to the filing court of the Shinjuku District District Court.

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This land infringement lawsuit against the Akagi Hotel Group slowly opened its curtain on an ordinary afternoon...

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A few days later, there are still three weeks until Christmas, and shopping malls on the streets of Tokyo are already filled with a festive atmosphere. Exquisite Christmas trees have been placed in front of many shops, and various small bells are hung on the fake trees.

It flashes and looks very beautiful. The Christmas discount promotion signs have also been hung high. From time to time, several couples pass by. Looking at the strong festive atmosphere, the girl can't help but quietly turn around and ask the man what his Christmas gift is.

It was already noon at the Mitsukoshi Department Store in Ginza. A middle-aged man wearing a high-end black trench coat hurriedly walked out of the mall. He looked quite anxious, as if he was troubled by something. He answered the phone.

, standing on the side of the street, raising his hand to wave to the taxi on the road.

However, the taxi driver didn't seem to notice him and drove directly past him. The middle-aged man looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown deeply.

This middle-aged man is Masato Watanabe, the legal director of the Akagi Hotel Group. He is responsible for handling various legal affairs and compliance business of the hotel, and is one of the confidants of Chairman Kamesaburo. At that time, Watanabe was in the West

I was studying for a dual degree program with a Master of Laws and a Master of Accounting, and I also went to the business school to take classes. By chance, I met Kamesaburo.

Coincidentally, later on, Kamesaburo came to power as the chairman of the Akagi Hotel. He encountered the collective resistance of his father's old subordinates and urgently needed a group of confidants. So Watanabe, as one of the "old classmates", also entered the management of the hotel group, and later gradually

Become the backbone of the hotel.

Watanabe has been very busy recently. On the one hand, the recent mergers and acquisitions of the hotel group's overseas expansion require his continuous participation. Especially due to the temporary change of law firms and accounting firms, the normal process was suddenly interrupted and the workload increased suddenly.

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On the other hand, an accident occurred at a branch of the Akagi Hotel Group in Kyoto. A guest was pinched by the hotel's revolving door. After an investigation by the local city hall, it was found that the revolving door installed in the hotel did not meet national standards. In a civil lawsuit, the hotel was ordered to pay

Medical compensation. What is even more unfortunate is that a large number of branches in the group have installed this substandard revolving door, which has resulted in the hotel having to file a claim with the upstream manufacturer for replacing a large number of revolving doors.

Things are happening one after another, with no room to breathe.

Watanabe once again looked at the traffic in the distance on the street, looking for the taxi caught in the traffic. This afternoon, he was going to the General Hotel to attend a meeting. It is said that the newly built General Hotel had a conflict with the neighboring area.

Lawsuit over land infringement dispute. "Alas." Watanabe sighed inwardly, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. During this period of time, he was really at a loss for what to do.

As Watanabe waved again on the side of the road, a taxi slowly stopped.
Chapter completed!