I have ten trillion licking dog gold

While eating, Sakura, who might become the youngest jonin in Japan, was still there.

Also.

They are ninjas and assassins, and their specialties are definitely not the ways of the world.

When talking about ninjas, one will inevitably think of a Japanese anime.

It's true, this Sakura looks a bit like the Sakura in the anime, with neat short hair and delicate facial features, but without any expression.

Ok.

It fits the image of a death warrior very well.

The scene that happened the first time was really embarrassing, but Boss Jiang is a man, and being a man means having an absolute advantage in this regard. Of course, some strong men can complain that they were taken advantage of, but Boss Jiang can't do such a thing.

It may be embarrassing, but if you think calmly, if you regard the other person as a machine rather than a primate, you will feel at peace.

As death warriors, there is no gender distinction and they are not much different from machines.

"Does Jiang Sang think Ying is beautiful?"

Seeing Jiang Chen staring at her assassin, Fujiwara Reiji couldn't help but say, "Don't be superficial." She didn't mean to be jealous at all.

If she were jealous, she wouldn't say those words to a maid.

It was definitely not a test, but Miss Fujiwara was not an ordinary woman. As long as Jiang Chen nodded, it was certain that she would not have any objection even if Boss Jiang brought someone into the bedroom now, and would still dine peacefully.

As time goes by, many fine traditions were abandoned by China itself in the course of history, but were inherited by Japan.

Feudal period.

Polygamy has always been a common social system.

The strong are destined to have more mating rights.

"How old is she?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"What do you think, Jiang Sang?"

Fujiwara Reiki kept it a secret, "Does Jiang-san care about age?"

Age is indeed a key indicator for women, but Boss Jiang is not such a superficial person.

Counting the women around him, most of them, if not all of them, should be older than him.

A woman’s charm should never be limited by her age.

Twenty-year-old girls are indeed youthful and lively, but they don’t have the profound charm of mature women.

"It shouldn't be thirty."

Jiang Chen continued.

Fujiwara Reiki didn't say anything, but just smiled intriguingly, and then said: "Jiang Sang, you will know if you try it."

Try it.

That's the level.

Once he opened his mouth, he spoke words that were more ferocious than others could even imagine.

Jiang Chen certainly had no other intention in asking about her age. He was just curious about how high Ying's martial arts talent was.

The youngest candidate jonin can be regarded as the anchor of the level of Japanese warriors.

Of course, it is impossible for all the luck of the earth to be poured into the land of Shenzhou, but there is no doubt that there is definitely a gap between this Sakura and the Taoist sister.

Why did you think of the Taoist nun?

Substitute it.

While you are making love with a beautiful snake in the room, outside the wall, an emotionless ninja is ready to strike at any time.

If it were you, would you be scared?

If the Taoist sister was here, there would be no such worries. A Taoist sister who is just over 20 years old is definitely more reliable than a modern high-tech smart lock.

of course.

The final result was that everything was safe and sound.

Facts have proved that this most beautiful and dangerous snake in Japan still has "feelings" for him, otherwise, based on his wildness last night, she should have been chopped into meat sauce and used as a seasoning on the table.

"Jonin should be the highest level among ninjas."

Jiang Chen ignored the other party's dirty talk and continued chatting.

What is professionalism?

Last night, Fujiwara Reiki screamed like that, but they didn't do anything. If it were any other type of security, they would have rushed in long ago even without orders.

What a terrifying execution ability this is?

See Weizhi book.

Japan's long-standing system for training death warriors should not be underestimated.

"Yeah. Jiang Sang knows quite a lot."

Fujiwara Reiji joked unscrupulously, but Boss Jiang, who had also been eavesdropped on by others before, was not so calm at the time.

Perhaps to Fujiwara Reiji herself, this Sakura is more like a tool.

"Then can she make a Rasengan with her hands?"

Jiang Chen asked calmly.

"Pfft-"

Fujiwara Reiki couldn't help laughing, her smile was seductive, "I guess... probably not, Jiang Sang, have you ever seen a ninja who can make a Rasengan with his hands?"

"I've seen a lot of them. There's a kid called Uzumaki Naruto who can do the Shadow Clone Technique."

Boss Jiang's serious humor made Fujiwara Reiki laugh so hard that she seemed to have forgotten the pain from being tormented all night.

Anime is anime.

Jiang Chen was of course very clear that this was still a materialistic world. In fact, he had indeed seen a ninja before and had fought with him. He couldn't even beat him, let alone flying and escaping. After being forced into the backyard of a restaurant with no way to escape, he actually threw a smoke bomb and ran away. It really opened his eyes at the time and completely shattered the filter woven by Japanese anime.

If the Japanese ninjas really knew ninjutsu like water jutsu and fire jutsu, then the Taoist nun should also be able to fly with a sword and bring thousands of swords to the center.

"Giggle cluck..."

Not to please anyone, Fujiwara Reiji wanted to hold back her laughter, but she simply couldn't stop. The fact that she could make this kind of evildoer laugh like this was enough to show Boss Jiang's sense of humor. But even so, Sakura standing next to her remained expressionless and calm, proving with her actual actions that the Japanese ninjas were not in vain.

"Jiang Sang, you really fascinate me more and more..."

Fujiwara Reiji, who had finally stopped laughing, said in a daze, her cheeks flushed from laughing, and the look she gave Jiang Chen was enough to melt you.

The bed is fully satisfying.

Under the bed can make you laugh.

With such a good man, what more could a woman ask for?

As a woman, what more could you ask for?

He didn't care even though he was eavesdropped on in the corner all night, so it was even more impossible for Fujiwara Reiji to care about Sakura's presence at this moment.

But Jiang Chen still couldn't beat her, so he picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat."

"Ah."

Fujiwara Reiki responded meekly, and while picking up her chopsticks, she sighed softly, "Good times are always so short, Reiki has to work again."

"I'll accompany you."

Jiang Chen said calmly.

Just when someone was "living together happily" with the future princess of Japan, Princess Cao, a workaholic at Jiuding Group, gave instructions to her secretary.

"The 6pm meeting is cancelled."

No reason was given.

The secretary did not dare to ask more questions, "Okay, Mr. Cao."

After the secretary left the office, Maotu jumped up excitedly, "Miss, can we leave work early today?"

The bouquet of roses is still in the office, neither withered nor thrown into the trash can. Of course, its location is not very conspicuous. It is placed not far from the glass curtain wall, which is the position chosen by Maotu, but you can easily see it as long as you look up from the direction of the desk.

"No."

Cao Jinse lowered her head and continued to review the documents. In addition to paper materials, hundreds of emails would appear in her mailbox every day waiting for her approval.

"Why? Didn't you just say that the meeting was cancelled? Miss, you've been working overtime for several days in a row. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it."

"I'm not a child. I can take care of myself."

Cao Jinse didn't even raise her head and spoke in a calm tone. Although she had parted ways with someone on bad terms that day, her mood didn't seem to be affected.

"I know you're not a child, but you still have to eat on time. You've been working overtime these days and you've lost weight."

Rabbit's words were a bit exaggerated. Although her diet was a bit irregular, it was just irregular. Princess Cao was not childish enough to "forget about sleep and food" because of something unpleasant. "Do you feel that you have lost weight?"

Princess Cao raised her head, looked at the rabbit who had been "suffering" with her, smiled, and said as if to make up for it: "I'll take you to eat something good tonight."

"real or fake?"

The Rabbit is skeptical and instinctively feels that something is fishy. The young lady has been troubled by many things recently, so how can you still be in the mood to reward her?

"The location has been decided. Suzhou Prefecture."

Maotu's eyes lit up. She still liked southern cuisine more than northern cuisine. Although Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine didn't taste particularly good, it looked exquisite.

nice!

The requirements cannot be too high.

The Rabbit always knows how to be content.

"Is there any happy news?"

Rabbit asked tentatively, still feeling that something was not normal.

"There's nothing happy about it, but I can't even eat?"

Princess Cao finished reviewing an urgent document, then picked up the next one, "Others are treating."

No wonder!

Maotu suddenly realized something, and then a person immediately popped up in his mind, and he blurted out, "Jiang Chen?"

"No."

Princess Cao spoke in a calm voice and was still concentrating on her work, with no sign of anything unusual.

Not Jiang Chen?

Maotu blurted out, "Who is that?"

"Someone's treating us, does it matter who it is?"

"Just ask."

Princess Cao did not hide anything. Her eyes wandered over the densely packed text line by line, and she quickly satisfied Maotu's curiosity.

"Song Chaoge."

"Who?!"

Maotu's voice couldn't help but rise, and his chubby face was filled with surprise.

Cao Jinse looked up and asked, "Why are you so loud?"

Maotu apologized for interrupting the young lady's work, but couldn't help asking, "Why did Xiao Songzi invite the young lady to dinner for no reason?"

"He and I are not enemies."

Princess Cao's answer was concise and to the point.

indeed.

Contradictions are contradictions.

Even brothers can have conflicts.

After all, they knew each other as children.

"But……"

The rabbit opened its mouth but could not continue and began to pace back and forth.

"Miss, he and I are not enemies, but Xiao Songzi suddenly asked you out, it must be more than just a dinner. Miss, we shouldn't go."

What she could see clearly, Princess Cao must also know.

Mr. Song is not a bootlicker.

A person like him would not bother others just to enhance feelings.

"I have promised him."

"You can go back on your word if you agree to it!"

Maotu immediately said that this was treating everyone as herself and she didn't care about her reputation or credibility.

"If you don't want to go, go back first."

"How can this work?"

Maotu walked quickly to the desk and said, "If I'm not here, what if Xiao Songzi has bad intentions and wants to harm Miss?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Cao Jinse finally blamed.

Of course it's nonsense.

How could Young Master Song be so unbearable?

"Miss, you must be on guard against others."

Maotu's position has always been clear and has nothing to do with anyone else. Even when Boss Jiang did not appear, she was rather repulsive to Song Chaoge and had no good feelings towards him. At best, it was only after she became more familiar with Boss Jiang that her attitude became more obvious.

In fact, to be honest, the other party has always been nice to her, but she always feels that Song Chaoge is rather hypocritical. How to say it, even when standing in the sun, he gives people a feeling of hiding in the shadows and lacks masculinity.

Ok.

Even the young lady is more "manly" than he is.

She was not stupid, and of course she knew that Song Chaoge treated the young lady as more than just a friend he had known since childhood, but such a person was not a match for the young lady at all.

"If the young lady insists on going, then I must follow her. If the young lady disagrees... I will tell the young master!"

Quite a powerful threat.

As a member of the Cao family, Maotu must be clear that the young master's attitude is the same as hers, and he also dislikes Xiao Songzi.

"Did I tell you not to follow me?"

Princess Cao said gently, "I just said, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go."

"Go! Of course! Why not go and get some free food and drinks!"

The Rabbit is determined to be a "light bulb".

It’s not that she supports the other side. If Xiao Songzi is the only option, it would be better for the lady to be single for the rest of her life.

Who says you can’t live a wonderful life if you’re single?

Choosing the wrong person would be a lifelong disaster!

Similar news can be found everywhere on the Internet, and each of the female comrades is more miserable than the other. Whenever she sees such a video, she will forward it. The person she forwards the most is the Taoist nun Duanmu who has learned to surf.

Ok.

She and Duanmu Liuli are good friends.

Duanmu Liuli seldom replies, but she always reads the messages because they show the read status.

"If you want to go then just be quiet and let me finish my work."

It’s not that Rabbit doesn’t want to help, it’s just that it doesn’t have the ability to do so. What if the “date” is ruined?

It seems to be treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

If we can’t make an appointment today, can’t we make it another day?

So she was sensible and didn't make a fuss. She nodded sensibly and said, "Then I'll go out for a walk. Miss, you are busy."

"Ah."

The Rabbit leaves.

The office returned to silence, with only the rustling sound of pens signing.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Such work intensity is not something that ordinary people can bear.

After signing another document, Cao Jinse stopped and put down his pen.

Sitting for long periods of time is bad for your health.

She moved her wrist slightly, stood up, walked out from behind the desk, glanced at the still bright bouquet of roses, paused, and then walked towards the first bouquet of roses she had ever received in her life.

While the Rabbit is away.

Standing in front of the flower, Cao Jinse looked at it silently, then reached out her hand, gently touched the petals, pinched the edge, and picked one.

Real flowers are different from fake ones. Their shelf life is really not long, especially delicate varieties like roses, which need more careful care. They are just placed here without even a vase. There is no trace from a distance, but when you hold it in your hand, you can clearly see that the inner edge of the petals has begun to decay and wither.

The fingers rubbed and then dug into the petals, and the fragile rose was easily cracked by the nails.

"It's getting more and more lively." (End of this chapter)