Matsui Chihito held up the wine bottle and poured it for Zhu Tong, and said earnestly: "Please use it, please use it."
Zhu Tong roughly understood what it meant without Chunzi's translation, but he didn't drink it. He only smelled it on his lips and said expectantly: "I hope to share this bottle of wine with Mr. Matsui Chihito."
"円西." Matsui Chihito poured himself a glass; "I am happy to accompany you. I hope Mr. Li will have a good time in Kyoto, just like at home."
A bottle of high-quality Maotai liquor was drank by Zhu Tong and Matsui Chihito in just ten minutes.
Zhu Tong was lucky, half of the wine he drank was enjoyed by the Butterfly God; Matsui Chihito was already slightly drunk, and he hugged the geisha next to him with a smile.
When the time was almost up, Zhu Tong poured another glass of sake for Matsui Chihito and said:
"Kyoto is really the best place in Japan, with its simplicity, elegance and simple folk customs. Last year, when I came to Kyoto for the first time, I was deeply attracted by its beauty. Mr. Matsui Chihito is the owner of this place and he should have a deep understanding of Kyoto.
.I hope to get your advice, what should I pay special attention to when living in Kyoto?"
Matsui Heishi's face became ugly, and Nomura Hanami stared at Matsui Chihito's face with her eyes fixed on him, and laughed a few times.
They all heard that there was something in Zhu Tong's fairy tale, but Haruko didn't translate it. Matsui Konhito didn't know what Zhu Tong said, so he looked at Matsui Heishi suspiciously.
"Mr. Li said that uncle, you are a landlord in Kyoto. He hopes to get your advice and become your friend..." Matsui Heishi helplessly relayed the general meaning of Zhu Tong. Then he said to Zhu Tong: "
Mr. Li, I invited you here today just to thank you for the hospitality you gave me in Shanghai. Uncle Chihito is my elder, and I don’t want you to have any misunderstandings about him."
"Of course, Kyoto has brought me some unforgettable memories. It was here that I met Ms. Yuki Ike." Zhu Tong thought of his responsibility and judged that Matsui Heishi probably did not intervene in what happened a year ago.
.I have no choice but to say this.
"円西..." Zhu Tong understood the beginning of Matsui Chikahito's words, but Haruko still needed to translate the rest.
"Mr. Li is a distinguished guest, we are just small businessmen; there is no advice. I can only suggest as a Kyoto native that this city is more traditional and does not like to be changed by foreign things. If you decide to live in Kyoto, you must
Respect the traditions of Kyoto.”
"What if I don't respect you?" Zhu Tong asked with a smile.
"In that case, you will be taught a lesson." Matsui Chihito was already drunk.
Matsui Heizhi quickly stood up and pulled him out. He did not forget to apologize to Zhu Tong: "I'm really sorry. Uncle, he is a good person. He has never been like this."
"You, get out of my Tokako and go to China. You are not welcome in Kyoto." Matsui Konhito struggled, his eyes widened and howled.
"I am Mr. Pingzhi's guest." Zhu Tong lowered his posture and said embarrassedly.
Haruko began to act as an interpreter again. Matsui Heishi was very angry, but he couldn't pull his uncle out of the room with all his strength; he had no time to say anything.
"It's all because of you, a nasty China pig, that Brother Masahe and old Matsui were forced to leave their favorite Kyoto. They are the real Kyoto people, you..." Matsui Chihito roared, pointing at Zhu Tong's
The nose cursed.
Matsui Heishi couldn't bear it anymore, so he covered Matsui Konhito's mouth and forcibly dragged him out of the room.
"Get out, get out of my Tokako. Immediately! Immediately! China pigs don't deserve to be here..." Matsui Chihito yelled even louder outside the door.
"Let's go." Nomura Hanami stood up with a cold face.
The geishas were all kneeling on the ground. Chunzi glanced at Zhu Tong secretly, looking weak and panicked. Although this was not the case, it could be said that this mess and embarrassment was caused by her.
"Let's go." Nomura Hanami stood up. During the chaos just now, he had been sitting upright, observing and thinking with cold eyes.
Zhu Tong looked at his watch. It was half past nine, and there was still some time before ten o'clock. If he left at this time, he would definitely leave Kyoto before ten o'clock.
Matsui Heishi hurried over after his uncle had settled down, and said awkwardly: "Uncle Chikahito is very disappointed. He is drunk. Please don't take it to heart. I will ask him to come to the door to apologize some other time. Mr. Li, I am really sorry, let you...
"
"It's not easy to be the patriarch of the Matsui family." Nomura Hanami patted Matsui Heishi on the shoulder; "Hisashi-kun, I have always admired you. Miss asked me to tell you that if you are not happy outside, the Ichi family
The door is always open to you.”
Although Matsui Heishi kept urging them to sit down and continue drinking at another bar, Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanami got in the car and left the Toka Gin Bar.
"It seems that I am indeed not suitable to come to Kyoto." Zhu Tong sighed slightly.
"As long as after tonight, Mr. will come to Kyoto to drink alone, Miss will not be too worried."
"So, Pingzhi-kun is under a lot of pressure."
"So now is the best opportunity. If something happens later, sir, just protect yourself."
"I hope nothing happens." Oh! That's it. Zhu Tong understood a little bit.
It's good to say only three points. Nomura Hanami has already said five points. If you ask again, you will be a fool.
Matsui Shiki runs another force outside the Iike family. Now, with the departure of Matsui Shiki, the burden of the Matsui family patriarch falls on the young Matsui Heishi. It seems that he is not enough to shoulder this burden, or
He said he was not well prepared. I wish him a happy life.
Jing Pingzhi's understanding is that because he has been educated in the West for many years, he is a relatively modern young man and does not have much interest in traditional culture. He is more suitable to be a senior professional manager who makes all the difference in the shopping mall, rather than being a member of a big family.
Clan leader.
Iike Xuemi has never given up revenge on the Matsui family. Even though Matsui Shiki has chosen to have a caesarean section to apologize, and even though the Matsui family has sacrificed two lives, the resentment in her heart has not yet been vented.
This action can be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.
Iike Yukimi can temporarily tolerate the Matsui family, but if Matsui Konhito dares to attack Zhu Tong or Nomura Hanami, the balanced situation that Matsui Shiki exchanged for his own life will no longer exist.
Matsui Heishi probably knew what his uncle was going to do, so he kept urging Zhu Tong not to leave. But Zhu Tong had other plans, and he had more things on his mind.
As the convoy traveled through the city of Kyoto, Zhu Tong put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and secretly adjusted his breathing to prepare for possible situations.
It was still raining outside, and the road was glistening under the dim street lights.
The leading RV flashed its emergency lights and slowly stopped.
"Sanjo Bridge, you really know how to choose a place." Nomura Hanami said, "Sir, you don't seem too surprised? Why?"
Zhu Tong chuckled and looked out of the car without saying anything.
The Kamogawa River crosses the entire urban area of Kyoto, and the Sanjo Bridge is a bridge that connects the east and west. From the Toka Gin Winery in the city to Kutsu in the outer suburbs of Kyoto, you must pass through this bridge.
Nomura Hanami twisted her wrist and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I can't do it myself. This car has the safest bulletproof measures in the world. Neither of us can get out of the car. Hey! What are you waiting for?"
The last sentence was spoken to the intercom next to the seat.
Suddenly, two RVs joined the convoy. The one in front was a commercial vehicle that could seat seven people, and the one behind was an emergency vehicle.
Eight men in black got out of the commercial vehicle and quickly dispersed, disappearing into the darkness of the surrounding streets.
The commercial vehicle rushed to the Sanjo Bridge with full power. Only then did Zhu Tong see a heavy cement transport truck parked in the middle of the bridge.
He was willing to sit back and watch, and of course he would not intervene in such a matter. Nomura Hanaime would not know the details of the Matsui family, and Kyoto was originally the sphere of influence of the Iike family.
The heavy-duty cement transport truck rumbled into action and rushed towards the convoy.
Compared to its size, a commercial vehicle is like a light boat in front of that behemoth.
However, the commercial vehicle did not dodge at all, but drove faster and faster, hitting the heavy cement truck.
At the moment of impact, a black shadow jumped out of the commercial vehicle, landed lightly on the bridge railing, and fell into the Kamogawa River under the bridge.
With a loud "Boom!", a ball of flames burst out on the Santiao Bridge. The commercial vehicle disappeared, and the impact caused the fuel tank to explode. The rising flames enveloped the entire heavy-duty cement truck, and it slid for a distance with the help of inertia.
Finally, it barely stopped after hitting the bridge railing; it almost fell into the Kamogawa River.
From a distance, it looks like half of the bridge is burning.
At ten o'clock at night in Kyoto, there are still vehicles passing by on the road. Many people have seen a car accident here, and fire engines and police will arrive in less than ten minutes.
"Beautiful flames." Nomura Hanami praised, at this moment, his eyes glowed with enthusiasm.
Zhu Tong focused on both sides of the vehicle. If the other party really wanted to kill him or Nomura Hanahai, the heavy cement truck should be just a prelude. It was a roadblock, and its function was to force the convoy to stop. Of course, if it could crash into
The team even hit the car they were riding in. Any perfect bulletproof measures will become a decoration.
The people in the two cars at the front and back have already got out, and ten people have set up two human walls to tightly protect the cars of Zhu Tong and Nomura Hanahai. In their hands, there is either a tough wooden knife, or a black and faint stick.
Iron rod, if you count the eight people hiding in the dark, this kind of protection can be considered impregnable.
Once the police arrive, the other party's action will be considered a failure.
Nomura Hanami shook her head with satisfaction: "Is this what Taro Matsui is capable of? I'm so disappointed."
Who is Taro Matsui? Zhu Tong doesn't know and has no time to ask. His intuition tells him that a greater danger is approaching. Moreover, the danger does not come from the tightly guarded land, but from the deep and dark Kamogawa River and the surrounding tall buildings.
"There." Zhu Tong pointed to the riverside and said to the sea of flowers in Nomura: "I want to go down to see the scenery."
There was a long queue on the road, and more than a dozen cars trying to cross the bridge were blocked behind the convoy.
At the same time, the passage for the convoy to leave was also cut off.
"Neither you nor I can get out of the car." Nomura Hanami insisted and said into the intercom; "Kawazaka, take two people to the riverside to have a look."
"Teacher Nomura, do you think the Matsui family would dare to attack the Ichi family without any special reason?" Zhu Tong insisted. Kawanaka Hiroshi was the person who drove the commercial vehicle to load the heavy cement truck. He had just changed his body in the ambulance.
After cleaning their clothes, they took two more people down to the river to keep watch.
Zhu Tong's uneasiness grew stronger and stronger. Three minutes had passed and only two traffic policemen on motorcycles arrived at the scene and were setting up a warning next to Santiao Bridge.