"Cousin, put it all away and prepare your luggage. We will leave here tomorrow. Ahem!" Zhu Tong declined the help of the two ninjas and jumped off the horse. After saying this, he started coughing again.
"Huh?" Qusangzhuom looked at Zhu Tong hesitantly, what was his little master doing? Can his current body withstand the bumps along the way?
As soon as Jingchi Xuemei got off her horse, she was stunned and quickly grabbed Zhu Tong's hand: "Are you still angry? It's my fault for not making it clear to Mr. Smith..."
"Miss Jingchi Xuemei, you have made it very clear. Isn't Mr. Smith your lobbyist? I am just a poor doctor. I have overestimated my ability to receive your care these days. I have a daughter in Shanghai.
My friend, she is looking forward to my return as soon as possible every day. Ahem! I am a Chinese medicine doctor and believe in the return of fallen leaves to their roots. Even if I die, I also hope to die in China, in the arms of my lover. Ahem!"
Blood streaks continued to seep out from the corners of Zhu Tong's mouth. Qusangzhuom could tell that this was not all the blood he coughed up, but Jingchi Xuemei couldn't see through his tricks; but she didn't know what Smith said.
, which made Mr. Li so angry.
"You...don't be angry, your body...I'll call Mr. Smith here and ask him to apologize to you. How about asking him to apologize to you? No one will disturb your hot spring bath in the future.
I let...pop!"
Jingchi Xuemei wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of Zhu Tong's mouth, and as she spoke, she stood up in anger, and whipped a ninja with the riding crop hanging on her wrist: "You are all deaf, go and get him here, now! Now! Who gives Smith
Sir, show me the way?"
"It's Mr. Nomura, I'm sorry, we'll go right away." The two ninjas quickly disappeared from sight.
"Teacher Nomura..." Speaking of Nomura, Ichixuemi was stunned for a moment.
Zhu Tong had already walked into the villa and started to pack his things: "These books are from the ranch library. I have already read them. Doctor Bai will come later and ask him to take them back."
Jingchi Xuemei kept following him. After Zhu Tong put away one piece, she took out one and kept saying: "I'm sorry, please don't be angry."
Zhu Tong had no choice but to sit on the sofa with a slight cough. He picked up the phone and dialed Ye'er's phone: "Ye'er, do you miss me? I made a lot of money when I came to Japan this time. From now on...ahem! It's okay.
, I just have a cold, I will pay attention to it. What do you want to eat at night?...Well, I will go back to China soon, just for the next few days. Anyway, there is not much going on, there is no point in staying here..."
When Mr. Li called to talk about love, no one was allowed to interrupt him. Jingchi Xuemei looked at him blankly with tears in her eyes.
When the call ended, there was a noise outside. Xuemei Jingchi ran out and argued fiercely with Smith in English. After a while, Smith walked in with Xuemei Jingchi with his head lowered.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li Xiang, it was my fault just now, please forgive me for my presumption." He still spoke in English. After Jingchi Xuemi translated, he added: "Mr. Smith is very straightforward, he has no bad intentions.
"
"Why bother?" Zhu Tong said calmly: "I really shouldn't have saved Miss Xuemei, let alone stay here. Mr. Smith is right, Miss Xuemei must abide by her promise. People like me live in
Here, I am still receiving such great love from the young lady, but I am a fool who overestimates my abilities. Now I am just making people laugh. If I don’t leave, I am really looking for death.”
"You... actually said that? Mr. Smith, is this your polite suggestion?" It seems that Smith did not tell the truth to Jingchi Xuemei just now, and she became really angry after hearing Zhu Tong's explanation.
"Mr. Smith-Wasenberg, we only have a cooperative relationship. Neither you nor your team has the right to interfere with my private life. I paid for each of your suggestions and did not pay you to threaten my friends.
If Mr. Smith thinks he can choose for me, I don't think such cooperation has any meaning. Even in a basic humanitarian spirit, you should not be so cruel to a patient."
"But..., what I mean?" Smith still wanted to defend, but Zhu Tong coughed and interrupted him: "Miss Xuemei, you wrongly blamed him. Mr. Smith will give me a large sum of money. He hopes that you can concentrate.
Work."
"Mr. Smith. Wasenberg, I invited you to the ranch for work. It seems that you are more suitable to stay in Tokyo. At least there, you still know how to maintain due courtesy. Send Mr. Smith away from the ranch. He will be here tonight.
You can stay in Jiujin, the hot springs there are more comfortable.”
Jingchi Xuemei no longer wanted to listen to his explanation, so she ordered the two waiters. Smith waved his hands and shrugged, looked at Zhu Tong deeply, turned around and followed them.
He was no longer interested in this doctor. In his opinion, he was a seemingly smart fool who only hid behind women to show off his power. It seemed that he really shouldn't come and say those nonsense to him.
It was dangerous to go out to the ranch at night. As soon as Smith walked to the driveway outside the ranch, he saw Nomura Hanami and a child squatting on the roadside, watching him quietly.
"It was my idea to invite you here, Mr. Smith, what do you want?" Nomura Hanami could speak fluent English.
"Who are you?" Although Smith got his guidance to find the hot spring, due to his arrogant habit, he didn't even remember the name of this seemingly thin old man.
"You have forgotten that I am Nomura, and the children on the ranch call me Master. In fact, I am just a gardener. Watching the seedlings grow and bloom into beautiful flowers is the happiest thing. Smith
Sir, if anyone wants to destroy my nursery, no matter what kind of fish he is, I will bake him into a golden fish fillet."
Nomura Hanami spoke slowly, and at some point a cherry blossom appeared in her hand. It was the symbol of the Ichi family. There is such a pink cherry blossom inlaid on the top of the Ichi Building in Tokyo.
"Tell me, what is your impression of Mr. Li? You are a big shot, and you are more knowledgeable than us country bumpkins."
"Ah, Mr. Nomura is asking me?" Smith was trying to figure out the identity of this old man. When he heard this question, he organized his thoughts and expressed his judgment while summarizing. Facing this old man, Smith felt depressed.
"He should be a shameless adventurer, courageous and shrewd; just like most Chinese people. The only trouble is that Miss Xuemei seems to have been obsessed with him. I think this problem is not big, everyone has young
By the time, maybe a few months later, he would call it an unforgettable memory."
"Really?" Nomura Hanami said with a hint of ridicule; "In that case, why did you kill him?"
Smith was stunned and suddenly realized that the old man in front of him turned out to be the legendary patron saint of the Jingchi family. Someone once warned them: Do not underestimate the traditional power of the Jingchi family. Unfortunately, the crocodile only believes in strength and calculation, not history nor tears.
.
"Mr. Nomura, you may not understand the true meaning of our cooperation with the Ichi Foundation. The world is getting smaller and smaller, and the order of financial society will face global adjustments. If the Ichi family still sticks to the old rules, sooner or later it will be swallowed up by the tide of the times. Snow.
Miss Mei has a noble pedigree and a long-term vision. She saw that integration is inevitable, so she chose to cooperate with us. Japan's economy has been recovering in recent years, and we also hope to have a strategic partner here with enough weight.
It is the common requirement of the interests of both parties. In addition..."
"Is there more?" Nomura listened with interest. Even though Smith's mouth was dry, he was not impatient at all. His patience was really good. After Smith finished speaking, he asked another question.
"That's about it."
"Since it is something that is good for everyone, why did Ms. Xuemei pay you such a large amount of money?" Nomura's words hit Smith's weakness. Just now, he thought that this bad old man didn't understand what he said.
What a gorgeous theory.
"This is different. Nisrohr Law Firm is an independent institution. As a partner, I should be responsible for the firm. It is right for the Jingchi Consortium to pay the service fees."
"Oh. I heard that Mr. Smith will be the vice president of Jingchi Consortium within a year, and it seems that he will also get some shares. I don't understand. Since you can also get benefits, why are we paying for the expenses?"
"Because you need our help. The Matsui family and the Ikeda family have controlled the affairs of the consortium for too long. Miss Xuemi has no experience. Without our help, she cannot protect her own interests. Regarding this part of the fee, we are very favorable.
." Smith looked at him in confusion. Indeed, he only charged the basic fee for legal services in order to gain greater profits later when he advised Jing Chi Xuemei to regain control of the family.
As for the information about his shares in the Ichi Consortium and his entry into the consortium, it is still a secret. Even Miss Ichichi Xuemei does not know it. That is the core part of the entire continuous plan. It is for this reason that Smith has to hurry up.
When he comes to the ranch, he must have Jingchi Xuemei firmly under his control before he can proceed with his next plan.
"I understand, sometimes you are the flower protector, sometimes you are the flower seller, and now you want to be the gardener of this flower garden; in fact, Mr. Smith, you are a flower picker." Nomura stood up holding the child's shoulders,
Clapping his hands: "The abacus is good, but don't forget that this flower garden has been in business for eight hundred years. If there were only the owner and the gardener, could it survive to this day? Mr. Smith, don't be too greedy. You are a little crocodile.
Well, if I read it right, you may become a victim at any time. Now, let’s find a quiet place to discuss a business. Don’t think that guy is simple, maybe his boss is more powerful than you. If you can help me a little
Being busy benefits everyone."
Before Smith could shout, two black figures suddenly appeared around him, knocked him down to the ground, put him on his shoulders and left.
"Who told you not to kill him last time? Since you failed, there is no chance. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. The lady's toys must be taken care of." Nomura watched them disappear and sighed.
"Grandpa, why do you say Mr. Li is a toy?" the child asked puzzledly, his clear and innocent eyes full of curiosity.
"You will understand in a few years. Just remember that the lady is your master. Whatever toys she likes, you must protect them."
Nomura Hanami used her skinny hands to cover the child's eyes.