Another group of people has already gathered here. There are representatives from professional organizations related to the Fuhua shipbuilding project, as well as people with certain status in Shanghai's business, financial, fashion and even entertainment circles... and ladies and ladies, all looking forward to meeting them.
The mysterious owner of the Ichi family is Miss Ichi Xuemi. Many people also hope to take this opportunity to get to know Mr. Tian or Miss Ichi Xuemi. Even those who are relatively close to them may be able to make money from the Fuhua Shipbuilding project.
A little oil and water.
Zhu Tong was not allowed to enter the Taishi Mansion. He was arranged with Matsui Shi to another large private room on the second floor, named after the famous orchid: Cangshan Qidian.
The interior of the private room is indeed elegantly and freshly decorated, with soft mahogany chairs for beauties to sit on, and antique orchid flowers that smell like books. There is a flower stand in one corner of the private room, with three large and small pots of gorgeous orchids placed on it.
Matsui Shi was attracted by the three pots of orchids when he entered the door. He walked in to view them and praised: "What a flower, what a flower."
Zhu Tong didn’t know anything about ikebana, but only knew a little bit about floral tea ceremony. There was a pair of floral tea ceremony utensils in the room, so he sat down to make tea. I didn’t know how long the night was going to be, and I didn’t know what accidents would happen, so I made some flower tea first.
Prepare.
Ye'er likes flowers. In the process of learning painting from Mei Lao, her appreciation of famous flowers has greatly improved. When she saw the three pots of orchids, she exclaimed: "Strange Phalaenopsis."
"Is it expensive?" Zhu Tong glanced at it. It was just an orchid. The flowers bloomed quite beautifully, with pink spots on the milky white petals...it really looked like a butterfly.
"Well, it's relatively rare." Ye'er nodded and walked over to enjoy it with Matsui Shi. The little liar swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. He wanted to pick those flowers off and stuff them into his mouth. The butterfly god flew out of the black mist greedily.
, its hope is Zhu Tong’s desire.
Matsui Heizhi and Tian Xuyang walked into the private room. Mr. Tian's face was red and full of energy. He apologized repeatedly, saying that it was extremely rude and did not give the guests time to rest. He did not forget to compliment Ye'er, who is more delicate than flowers and is a natural match for Director Li.
Yes, I finally held Zhu Tong's hand and shook it sincerely: "Thanks for your help, sir."
Zhu Tong responded with a more sincere smile: "Young Master Tian is too polite, I didn't actually help you much." He thought to himself that he was about to really help, but it was only a disservice.
Tian Xuyang diligently opened the window, and there was the stage below.
"There will be a rare group competition soon, which was specially arranged by the owner of this place. Haha, I don't want to disturb everyone's enjoyment. Tian is at the Grand Master's Mansion next door. If you need anything, just say hello."
Tian Xuyang and Matsui Heizhi left to socialize elsewhere. Zhu Tong also brewed his first cup of scented tea, drank half of it carelessly by himself, adjusted the aromatic herbs in his body, and walked to the window. He saw three sturdy security guards.
Install guardrails around the stage and it looks like a real arena match.
Zhu Tong glanced around the arena and broke into a fragrant sweat.
Italian shield, Paulo, as strong as a bear, wearing a black shawl, showing his hairy chest, quickly waving two huge fists, walking back and forth on the left side of the stage. Danny Rawson, wearing a fitted dress, stood
Checking two black thin leather kickboxing gloves on the edge of the stage.
On the right side of the stage, Qin Keqiang sat on a wooden chair and looked at Paul calmly. He was wearing a white linen shirt, a pair of green silk exercise pants, and cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.
Security guard Yang Hui and another companion squatted next to Qin Keqiang and wrapped white bandages on his hands.
The arena match Mr. Tian was talking about was between Paul and Qin Keqiang. Is anyone tired of living?
Paul was dressed like a pirate. Since his right eyeball had been removed and the prosthetic eye customized from abroad was not yet in place, he wore an eyepatch on his face, giving him the overall impression of a strong and savage giant capable of tearing everything apart.
He was indeed angry, which is understandable. He would be angry if he changed from a healthy person to a disabled person. What's more, Paul is also a master of martial arts and a professional bodyguard.
Qin Keqiang is a head shorter than Paul in height, and his weight is not comparable at all, but Zhu Tong believes that there is no suspense in this arena match; Paul is looking for death.
There were two lawyers in suits and ties on the sidelines, busy getting the two players to sign a bunch of documents, and there was also... a pirate captain, why was he here? Zhu Tong glanced downstairs, and sure enough he saw more than a dozen people around the ring.
A young man in black who is full of energy, those are people from Qianmen.
Mr. Tian is not a vegetarian, so he brought so many thugs here to prevent someone from damaging the place.
A few months ago, Bailixiao invited Zhu Tong to meet at the gambling boat. Firstly, he didn't have the intention, and secondly, it didn't feel right. The meeting has been delayed until now. But now, Zhu Tong is looking around and wants to
When I saw Baili Xiao, I didn't even notice her shadow.
Where will he go? Baili Xiao is Mr. Tian's counselor. This scene should happen today.
"Brother, Miss Xuemei is here to see you." Duohua accompanied Jingchi Xuemei into the private room, along with Chen Yiyi.
Matsui stood up and asked with concern: "Miss, are you tired?"
"Thank you for your concern, Grandpa. I'm fine." Ichixuemi thanked Matsui first, then stood in front of Zhu Tong and bowed deeply: "Hello, Mr. Li. I'm glad to see you again."
Ichi Yukimi had already put on a pink kimono, and her face looked tired as expected. Her face was originally slender, and the light in the private room was cold, and her snow-white complexion was almost transparent against the background of the snow.
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"I'm not tired. I'm very happy to see you sir." Xuemei Jingchi's face turned red and she saluted Ye'er again: "Miss Su, you are really beautiful. Dr. Li is always there in Japan.
Thinking of my sister."
Ye'er smiled and took Jingchi Xuemei's hand, and sighed sheepishly: "Miss Xuemei is too polite. I hope everything goes well for you in Shanghai."
Zhu Tongke traps girls, and they lose their elegance when they participate in the money game; after Smith, a powerful foreign aid, withdrew, the Matsui family regained power, and Jingchi Xuemei had less room to move around, so the recent situation must be very difficult. This is also
There is nothing he can do, maybe this is his only chance? He is having a headache on how to convince Ichi Xuemi.
"Miss Su, this beautiful dress looks so beautiful on you. Standing together with Mr. Li, they are really a pair of magical couples. Can I call you sister like Sister Duohua?" Jingchi Xuemei is very skillful.
After complimenting her, Ye'er was still filled with joy even though she knew that he was being polite. At this level, Ye'er was no match for Xuemi Jingchi, who had received elite training since childhood.
Jingchi Xuemei took Ye'er to the private room next door to talk to herself. This was exactly what Ye'er wanted. Duohua happily held Ye'er's arms. Chen Yiyi was a little embarrassed and could only leave. No matter Ye'er
, Jingchi Xuemei was still a flower, and she had a lukewarm attitude towards her. Chen Yiyi didn't even bother to say a word to Zhu Tong; the moment she saw Zhu Tong, she was in a daze for a moment, and her eyes were covered with mist.
A layer of mist made the little liar's heart skip a beat.
Fortunately, the beauties have finally left, and only Zhu Tong and Matsui Shiki are left in the private room. The little liar decided to solve this obstacle first, which seems to be very difficult at the moment. After all, the Jingchi Consortium can get rid of a burden through this cooperation.
, and get great benefits.
"I heard that Mr. Nomura is here, where are the others?"
"Teacher Nomura is not used to long-distance flights, so he is resting in the hotel."
"Oh, aren't you acclimated?" Zhu Tong took off his glasses, took out a piece of velvet to wipe them, and looked directly into Matsui's eyes with a half-smile; "Some very subtle things have happened recently, the situation is a bit chaotic, Mr. Nomura is resting in the hotel
There's nothing wrong yet, don't run around. If something happens..."
"Mr. Nomura came to China many years ago, and the places he is most familiar with are Shanghai and Peking. Don't get me wrong, Mr. Li, Mr. Nomura has never joined the army. Your pair of magic needles are the treasures he and his master found." Matsui Shi front.
In response to Zhu Tong's provocation, he smiled mysteriously: "It's the first time that Miss has stepped forward to host a major family cooperation project, so we are all very careful."
During this time, Zidie has been awakened by the Butterfly God, giving Zhu Tong the confidence to control Matsui's life and death; time is tight, so he won't go around in circles.
"Mr. Matsui, to be honest, you shouldn't come to Shanghai at this time."
"I don't understand what you're saying, sir." Matsui, a treacherous person, noticed that the young man in front of him had torn off his doctor's mask. He asked cautiously: "We came to China for friendship and cooperation. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"
"Something is going to happen to Mr. Tian, and I'm afraid you will be taken advantage of." Zhu Tong sneered, "Don't you see it at all?"
A surprised expression appeared on Matsui's face: "Really? It's too sudden. Mr. Tian Xuyang has a deep foundation in Shanghai. This cooperation is thanks to Mr. Li. Miss Xuemei is determined to complete this cooperation for Mr. Li."
Zhu Tong cursed in his heart that the old guy was too cunning and put all the blame on himself from the beginning; but what he said was true and irrefutable; fortunately, there was no need to argue during the showdown.
"I can't explain things about China at the moment. I hope Mr. Matsui will promise me something. If you agree, I guarantee that you can live for another ten years. If... hum!"
Zhu Tong "hum" twice, Matsui Shi's heart jumped twice, he covered his chest: "You... are threatening me?"
"It's not a threat, it's a suggestion. I just hope that Mr. Matsui can take advantage of it and accompany Miss Jingchi Xuemi to travel outside Shanghai for a few days. I will accompany you throughout the entire journey to ensure the safety of Mr. Matsui and Miss Xuemei. There is a lot worth visiting in China.
The beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.”
Faced with the naked threat, a veteran like Matsui Shiki was speechless and didn't know how to respond; if he was not careful, he might never be able to set foot on Japanese soil again.
"Where is Mr. Hanami Nomura? I really want him to see the wonderful game downstairs. Mr. Matsui, look at that flag, they are also for friendship."
Three gongs sounded outside the Xuan window, and Zhu Tong walked to the window with Matsui Shi on his arm. Sure enough, an orange-edged and silver-white flag was erected on the stage filled with flowers and rain, with golden Chinese, English, and Japanese characters embroidered on it:
Pusen Cup Free Fighting Friendship Challenge.
"I'm sorry for frightening Mr. Matsui. You don't have to answer now. Just wait until the game is over before making a decision. Look, there is our old friend, Mr. Smith-Wasenberg. He used to be my patient downstairs.
That one-eyed dragon is Mr. Smith’s bodyguard.”
Matsui sat down stiffly and felt a hot line rising from his chest to the Lianquan point of his throat; he really regretted that he should not have come to China and should not be so confident. What kind of doctor is this young man next to him? He can control it inadvertently.
His life and death.
The three-way drum sounded on the stage, and the windows of the private rooms on both sides of the stage were opened one by one, exposing the guests inside to everyone.