Wang Hui left.

The Japanese were silent in the room.

"Mr. Yoshida, I'm sorry!"

Director Panasonic left his seat and went toward Lao Yoshida and kneeled down directly.

His forehead hit the floor.

"I shouldn't stimulate the other party and let Mr. Yoshida's plan stop."

Director Panasonic was lying on the ground.

Today, his responsibility is to cooperate with Lao Yoshida to sing a slander.

But it seems...it's a bit overspite.

If it weren't for his words that completely ignited Wang Hui's anger, the two sides might have the possibility of continuing to talk.

Lao Yoshida shook his head: "Today, I am too optimistic, I won't blame you.

I didn’t expect that this Chinese would have so many misunderstandings about us.”

"Sir, that's not a misunderstanding, it's hatred."

Director Panasonic's face looked slightly ferocious, "He has always regarded us as enemies."

"Father... then do I... still need to go to China?"

"Of course!"

Lao Yoshida narrowed his eyes, "The more they hate us, the more we need to balance this attitude.

Go as planned.”

"Yes, father!"

Yoshida Miyami had to retreat with worry.

"Mr. Yoshida..." The door opened and Zheng Handi's face was revealed again.

At this time, he had been loosened.

Facing his master, he knelt on his knees and did not dare to take a breath.

"Zheng Sang, I felt wronged you just now."

Lao Yoshida patted Zheng Handi on the shoulder.

This dog, which was abandoned by the Mitsui family, is now learning to abandon it.

But... Lao Yoshida doesn't want to do it so obviously.

After all, this dog is useful.

“Two roads.

First, you can return to China, but Wang Hui should not let you go, the situation you face must be very difficult.

The second choice is to stay in Tokyo and learn to arrange work for you, so you can live in Japan with peace of mind.”

Lao Yoshida looked at him with a smile.

Zheng Handi chose the first path without thinking.

He is not stupid.

If you return to China and fight to the death, you may find a way out.

After all, their connections and money are both in the country.

But if you stay in Tokyo, you will really become a dog you learn.

And it's a useless old dog.

This is the only way to die.

"Okay, then I'll arrange for you to return to China right away. Zheng Sang, thank you for your hard work."

Lao Yoshida smiled, "Our support for you will not change."

"Thank you, Vice Chairman Yoshida!"

Zheng Handi knelt down again.

Support will not change?

impossible.

After the loss of Rongguo, the support given to him by the six Japanese families was reduced by the naked eye.

There will probably be fewer and fewer in the future.

"Mr. Yoshida, can I deal with Wang Hui?"

Zheng Handi asked with some trepidation.

This old fox doesn't understand what the other party is thinking, so it's better to ask for some advice.

"I will not interfere with your actions."

After Lao Yoshida finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked his subordinates to take Zheng Handi away.

Outside the house, the sound of waves...

Inside the room, Lao Yoshida closed his eyes gently, as if he had entered into a state of meditation.

...

The flight takes off from Tokyo and heads towards Beijing.

This time, Wang Hui's team still chose business class, with one more person - Ji Wei.

This time, it was not just a seat, but was invited by Wang Hui to take a flight back with them.

"Boss Wang, as I said, you are such a big boss. Can't you build a private plane by yourself?

I have to take a flight every time, so the price is reduced!”

Ji Wei had no sense of being in front of the boss, and lay in his seat, calling the dried fruit in his mouth, and said in a vague way.

“Buy a private jet?

You look down on me too much."

Wang Hui responded helplessly.

For private jets, buying is a lot of money, flying and maintenance is a lot of money.

For an ordinary Gulfstream, the cost of a normal flight insurance in one year will be tens of millions.

Wang Hui is not engaged in a huge profit-making industry, so where can he have this spare money?

He is far from comparing with the top bosses in the business district, Wang Hui is very self-aware.

"Hey... there is no enterprising at all!"

Ji Wei relied on his achievements and spoke very casually.

Wang Hui really doesn't care much.

In fact, he is very grateful to Ji Wei.

Miyamiya, the international student stranded in Japan who framed Wang Hui at a custom shop, has been sent back to China.

Before boarding the plane, Mei Ruohua called and told Wang Hui not to worry about this.

Because soon, Gong Meihua will clarify the causes and consequences of this matter on the self-media platform.

It is basically certain that social death is dead.

With the contribution of being a group of people from Dazhou, Ji Wei received Liu Dan's promise to join Danhui smoothly.

To be honest, Wang Hui was a little embarrassed.

How should I arrange this brother?

"Ji Wei, what do you think about the position?"

Liu Dan asked.

The promise was given by her.

Of course, we have to finish it well.

"I... can't train you security guards, I won't know anything else."

Ji Wei said while clenching his little finger and pursing his ears.

“Where are so many security guards to train?”

Li Hao spoke in a depressed voice.

In addition to being Wang Hui's personal bodyguard, he also works part-time in security training for Danhui.
To be continued...