Fujita Tsuyoshi said: "I'll be in trouble if I keep them."
Ye Tianming said with a smile: "I want to take them to India." No matter who saw his smile, he felt that this guy had evil intentions.
Fujita was stunned for a moment and then nodded knowingly: "As long as they don't appear in Japan again, it's up to you."
The pungent smell of blood wafted in the air, making people nauseated. No one was talking at this time, just waiting quietly. Ye Tianming found a chair and sat down, put his feet on the conference table, took out a cigarette, lit it and closed it.
Take a deep breath with your eyes
Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, the door of the conference room quietly opened, and Fujita Go's confidant walked in with one of his subordinates.
Ye Tianming opened his eyes and asked, "Did you bring what I wanted?"
"Bring it", pointing to the two canvas bags held by the men behind him.
Ye Tianming didn't move. He walked over to take the bag and opened it. His eyes suddenly widened. One bag contained bundles of U.S. bills, and the other bag contained high-explosive waterproof bombs.
"Pa!" Ye Tianming snapped his fingers, "Mr. Fujita,,, oh no! President Fujita, when do you plan to send us off to India?"
Of course Fujita Tsuyoshi wanted to send this guy away as soon as possible. He looked at Ye Tianming and said, "Friends! When do you want to leave?"
Ye Tianming smiled: "Now!"
Fujita Tsuyoshi then looked at the confidant and said, "Can Okamura make arrangements now?"
Okamura thought for a while and said: "Okay! I will immediately arrange a business inspection group to go to India to investigate investments." Then he looked at the time and said, "You can leave at three o'clock in the afternoon." Fujita looked at Ye Tianming and asked for his opinion.
Ye Tianming nodded: "Okay! You let him do it, we will wait here." After saying that, he shouted: "The money is gone! You tie the remote control bomb to those little devils"
Qian Ao smiled, picked up the bombs on the ground, and tied them to Beiike, Iemoto Koichi, Ito, and Nakamura, "You little devil, please don't mess around, or I will blow you into pieces."
Ito said fearfully in blunt Chinese: "As long as you let me go, I can give you whatever money you want."
"Pa!" Qian Ao slapped him hard in the face, which made Ito stunned. Half of his face was swollen and bloodshot eyes were flowing down the corners of his mouth.
"Don't fucking negotiate with us. You are not qualified." At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Tianming boarded a luxury cruise ship with some wealthy Japanese businessmen arranged by Fujita Go.
But at this time, Mi Le was in trouble. A dozen luxury cars parked in front of Mingle Bun Shop. A dozen young people got out of the car and saw that they were either rich or expensive. But these people looked like they knew
Not a good thing
There was a guy holding a rose in his hand, with sunken eyes, lewd eyes, and a frivolous step that showed he was overindulging. A young man in his twenties next to him said: "Young Master Rong! We found out that the model's name is Mi Le, and this is it.
"The boss lady." Mr. Rong nodded without saying anything and walked into the door.
Although it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, there were still quite a few customers inside. They were all stunned when they suddenly saw more than a dozen people coming in. Their clothes didn't look like they were here to eat.
When the waiter saw the guest coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "Sir, there is a seat here."