The third floor of the villa. Curtains cover the lights.
"Brother. Why don't you go and help me?" Mitsui Huangshang lowered the curtains and asked Mitsui Shunmei sitting on the sofa.
"Help him. How to help?" Mitsui Toshiaki, who was wearing a black suit, smiled. "Mr. Yan and Miss Yan are partners of our Mitsui Consortium. My father attaches great importance to this cooperation. This dinner was also held for them. Could you please let me drive them out?"
"This is what my father means." Mitsui Huangshang asked with his head tilted.
"It should be." Mitsui Shun Akira's answer was ambiguous. His father had never told him. But judging from the current situation, he probably didn't want to stop it.
There are many right and wrong in wealthy families and many grievances.
Shun Akira Mitsui and Shin Toshi Mitsui are brothers. One is knowledgeable and talented. The other is also very talented in business. The other has a weird personality and spends money all day.
"Can't we go down yet?" asked Mitsui Huangshang.
"Go down." Mitsui Shunmei raised her wrist and looked at the time. "If you don't go down, he will lose face in our Mitsui family."
After saying that, Mitsui Shun Akira stood up and walked towards the door. However, Mitsui Huangshang frowned and quickly chased after him.
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"Mr. Yan, Miss Yan, didn't expect that the two of you made such a big noise as soon as they came." Mitsui Toshimi looked at Yan Murong with a smile and said.
"Do you talk about him?" Yan Murong pointed at the handsome Mitsui who was still on the ground and refused to get up. "This kid is not clean and scolds me for her."
"So it's Miss Dong." Mitsui Toshiaki saw Dong Wuyan wearing a white evening dress. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he covered up and said, "It seems that it was indeed my elder brother's fault this time."
After saying that, Mitsui Shunmei called two servants and ordered them to help Mitsui Yingjun leave. Then she said, "It's just that Mr. Yan. This is a bit too much."
"This is too much." Yan Murong curled his lips and pointed to the villa in the distance. He said. "Is it too late to blame me now? I was very happy to see you just now. Since I saw it just now, I just saw it. Why don’t you come down to stop me?----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yan Murong thought to himself that he wanted to treat me as a gun.
After he grabbed Mitsui and lifted him up, he felt someone watching him. He secretly swept over with his own light. He saw a room in the villa standing at Mitsui Shunmei. He waited to see himself pumping When Yan Murong knew what this guy was thinking about for a long time, he didn't respond.
"I don't understand what Mr. Yan means." Mitsui Shunmei's face remained unchanged and she said with a smile. "Why do you say he is all my elder brother? You hit him in front of so many people. It's really too much for our Mitsui family to be It's embarrassing -- I think. I don't have to let him come out to apologize later."
"I won't apologize." Yan Murong asked with a frown.
"I won't apologize." Mitsui Shun Akira said. "You beat me too. He was injured. I think I'll forget it."
"Oh. That's good." Yan Murong nodded, pulled Dong Wuyan and Yan Minghua up and turned around and left.
"Mr. Yan, what do you mean?" Seeing that Yan Murong was about to leave, Mitsui Shunming quickly asked.
"It's not interesting." Yan Murong turned his head and said with a smile. "Since he doesn't want to apologize, I don't want to cooperate anymore. Let's go back to their own houses."
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Looking at Yan Murong's rogue expression, Mitsui Shun Aki was so angry that his teeth were itchy.
Why is this bastard so stingy? You beat people up and use this kind of thing to threaten them.
"Mr. Yan. Please stay."
Seeing Yan Murong and the other two go further and further away, Mitsui Junmei couldn't hold back. He knew what Yan Murong's personality was. That guy was a weird guy. He didn't care about anything except himself and his woman. If he was asked to leave like this, he would probably be able to do something to terminate the cooperation.
"Call me." Yan Murong turned around and looked at Mitsui Shunming with confusion. "I don't know what else is there to do with Comrade Mitsui calling me. Do you want to treat me to midnight snack? But I haven't seen it yet Serve the food.”
Serve the dishes. Serve your uncle's dishes.
Mitsui Shunmei cursed in her heart. She still smiled humbly on her face. She took two steps to come to Yan Murong and said, "Mr. Yan. I'm just a joke. Don't be so stingy."
"This has nothing to do with being stingy. It's a question of family dignity." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Why? Do you think your Mitsui family has dignity. We can't have one anymore?---------------------------------------------------------------------- I wanted to hit my sister-in-law yesterday, and I wanted to hit my woman again today. This is a provocation to the dignity of our Yan family."
Mitsui Shunmei was speechless. She wanted to refute but didn't know how to speak.
Yes. When he was in Hong Kong, he used these words to force Yan Murong to race with him. However, he didn't expect that he would lose in the end. Now, in his own country and territory, this man said this again. I returned it to myself.
"Okay. I was wrong." Mitsui Toshiaki took a few deep breaths before saying. "Everything will be carried out according to our agreement yesterday. I will also invite a few people to enjoy the holiday. The dinner will start later. Wait for a while. I will introduce to several presidents of several famous consortiums in our island country.”
"I would have to say that earlier. I had to go so far before going back. Even if I wasn't tired, I would have to spend my soles." Yan Murong said unhappily.
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To be honest, if it weren't for this cooperation, Mitsui Shunmei swears that he doesn't want a penny this time. He has to unload Yan Murong for 8,16 yuan, dozens of yuan, and then throw it into Mount Fuji one by one. in the crater.
"Haha. Mr. Yan was joking. It's all grass here. How could it cost soles?" Mitsui Shunmei forced the gentleman to make him laugh. Try not to look at Yan Murong's face that made him want to go up and punch twice. Lock his eyes. On Yan Murong's feet, he said, "It seems that Mr. Yan also likes Givenchy's shoes---I just happen to have a pair of new wild crocodile leather shoes this year. Why not give it to Mr. Yan."
"You are so stingy. Give me a pair of shoes when you meet." Yan Murong curled his lips and said. "It's better to give me a check."
"Mr. Yan doesn't like it." Mitsui Shun Akira asked.
"I don't like it." Yan Murong shook his head. "I can't wear leather shoes. Don't talk about crocodile skin. Even if you have double skins, I don't like it------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Let's go. Actually, our father likes to wear leather shoes. He has been wearing cowhide for a lifetime. He hasn't worn crocodile skin yet."