097 Are you sure you want to take care of my business?
Suzuki Sonoko lightly kicked Mao Lilan, and then looked at her vigorously, suggesting that she help him.
Mao Lilan put on an "I understand" expression, then cleared her throat and issued the king's order.
"Well...then please tell the person who got No. 4 what kind of person they like."
Suzuki Sonoko was shocked, "Well done, Xiaolan!"
Ohta Masaru curled his lips. Sure enough, he was still a little girl, and the questions he asked were so conservative. But it was a pity that he was not number 4, otherwise he would have taken the opportunity to flirt with her. This high school student named Lan was quite pretty.
"Who is No. 4? Who is No. 4?" Suzuki Sonoko was a little impatient, her eyes always looking towards Hanyu Kiyosu.
Conan scratched his head and put the playing cards on the table awkwardly, "It's me..."
"..." Suzuki Sonoko lost her excitement for a moment, "It turns out it's this kid..."
Hanyu Qing'an and Mao Lilan were waiting for Conan's answer with great interest.
Conan was a little shy being stared at, especially by Mao Lilan. He hesitated and replied: "I, I like girls who are gentle, virtuous, and kind-hearted."
Well, it would be great if Xiaolan had always been gentle and virtuous, and not violent...
"This answer is like saying nothing. It seems that boys like this." Suzuki Sonoko felt very boring.
"What's more specific?" Mao Lilan was quite interested and looked at Conan with shining eyes.
Hanyu Kiyoan interrupted: "Ayumi like that?"
Conan shook his head repeatedly, "No way."
Suzuki Sonoko interrupted impatiently: "If he doesn't want to say it, just don't say it. Let's start the next round quickly."
Conan breathed a sigh of relief and felt that Suzuki Sonoko had finally done something good.
In the second game, it was still Mao Lilan who drew the ghost card.
She smiled sheepishly, and then asked directly: "No. 2, please tell me who you like."
Suzuki Sonoko madly praised her best friend in her heart.
Conan silently put the cards in his hand on the table, and it was him again...
The disappointed Suzuki Sonoko fell on the table. This game was not fun at all, and the others had no sense of participation at all.
Mao Lilan looked at Conan expectantly. Conan's heart was beating fast. At this point, even if he really said it, it should be okay. When his head was hot, he blurted out, "Like Sister Xiaolan."
"?!" Suzuki Sonoko suddenly became energetic and laughed loudly, "Xiao Ran, you are really popular with the reasoning fanatics. This is the case with Shinichi, the reasoning fanatic, and this little reasoning fanatic is the same."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mao Lilan became angry. This guy Sonoko, after helping her like this, actually made fun of herself, "Who said that guy Shinichi likes me? He didn't admit it personally, and he ran away all day without being seen.
, as for Conan, he is still just a child."
After Conan's passion passed, he began to regret it and did not dare to say anything again.
Games of luck involving Mao Lilan eventually became boring. From this perspective, this luck seemed like a curse, which made her lose a lot of fun.
Fortunately, Mao Lilan has never relied much on this luck to obtain anything. Every time it happens, he just takes part in it and gets a taste of it, and never pursues it deliberately.
The game could not continue, so Ota Masaru took the opportunity to invite Mao Lilan, "Do you want to experience a walk in the rain with me? The scenery outside is not bad."
Suzuki Sonoko interjected from the side: "Xiaolan is already famous and has a wife."
Ota Sheng smiled nonchalantly, "Miss Xiaolan said it herself just now. That person didn't even confess his love. How can this be called having a partner? And it's just a walk together, so what does it matter?"
As he spoke, he stood up and reached out to pull Mao Lilan's wrist.
However, in the next second, Hanyu Qing'an's arm blocked his chest, "That's not how to strike up a conversation. It's not a good behavior to force a girl."
Ohta Sheng frowned, lowered his head and asked softly: "What? Are you also interested in this girl?"
His whisper was just pretending to be quiet. In fact, everyone else could hear it. Suzuki Sonoko was even more nervous. She had experienced this kind of thing too many times. Every time she went out, the handsome guys she met were more interested in Xiaolan.
interested.
Hanyu Qing'an shook his head, "No, it has nothing to do with that."
Ota Sheng doesn't understand this. If you don't eat it yourself, you still want to prevent others from eating it. What's your mentality?
"You haven't asked President Hanyu yet, have you?"
"It's me."
"I remember when I introduced you before, I said that you seem to have opened your own firm. I haven't asked you what industry you are in. I can ask my dad's company to take care of you later. After all, we are all Ayako's friends."
Hanyu Qing'an looked a little strange, "Uh... are you sure? It would be difficult for your father's company to need the services of my firm, and the services of my firm are generally more expensive, so they are probably not suitable."
Ohta Masaru looked confident, "Don't worry, we have several companies in our family. No matter which industry you are in, there will always be something useful, and the price is not an issue."
When he said this, he deliberately raised his voice, just to let Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko hear him, so that they could see clearly what kind of person Hanyu Qing'an was, and he casually dismissed a small order.
He quietly observed Mao Lilan's expression, hoping to see how effective this net-showing operation was, so that subsequent attempts to flirt with girls would be smoother.
However, he saw that Mao Lilan's expression was very strange, as if she was trying her best to endure something. Sister Ayako next to her was lying on the table, her body shaking constantly. The kid covered his mouth and wondered if he had eaten something wrong.
.
Hanyu Qingyasu expressed sincere admiration for his confidence, then took out a business card from his arms and handed it to him.
Ohta Masaru came to his senses, took Hanyu Kiyosu's business card and took a look at it.
Hanyu Onmyo Funeral Home...
Ohta Katsu immediately had black lines on his head. He looked at Hanyu Kiyosu who looked expectant, and almost couldn't hold back his anger, "Are you a funeral director?"
Hanyu Qing'an shrugged, "So I say your father may not be able to use it, well, at least he shouldn't be able to use it now."
Ohta Katsu's face was as dark as Hattori Heiji's. No wonder the others reacted so strangely. They were all waiting to see a joke. He threw the business card away without saying a word, turned around and left.
As soon as he left, Mao Lilan and others couldn't help it, and they all laughed, which made Ota Sheng's footsteps even more hurried.
"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard, Hanyu-kun is so bad." Suzuki Sonoko slapped the table and laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes.
After Mao Lilan finished laughing, she poked her to remind her to pay attention to her image. Suzuki Sonoko suddenly came to her senses and grimaced, but couldn't help but want to laugh, so she could only continue to lie on the table and tremble all over.
"By the way, Hanyu-kun, if I had asked you the question about the King's Game just now, how would you have answered?" Mao Lilan suddenly spoke. Suzuki Sonoko finally forgot about the joke, but did not raise her head.