My lover is this organization

"I'm afraid that won't work, because we have agreed with the buyer on two pieces, with no extra spare parts. And you're asking for half of our goods right away, which doesn't seem to be in line with the rules. If I agree to your request, there's no need for our family to continue doing business in the future. We'll become a joke in the entire Naples underworld."

"Rules?" Qin Wuque chuckled. "You mean, entering another country's territory without permission and mining its mineral resources is in compliance with the rules?"

"These are two different things!" Luciano said angrily, "Besides, Tokyo is not your territory!"

"what?"

Qin Wuque was stunned for a moment, and less than a second later he finally reacted. He thought that this fat man seemed to be a little uninformed, so he said "oh" meaningfully.

"So you choose to refuse?"

"It's not a rejection. We have made it very clear that we have no intention of making enemies with you, but your request is beyond our capabilities."

Luciano took a deep breath, finally regaining some sense, and spoke in a slower tone.

"If you are also interested in Vesbania ore, perhaps we can establish a more friendly and mutually beneficial cooperative relationship..."

"Oh, that's fine, no need."

Qin Wuque waved his hand to stop him from speaking, and rested his cheek leisurely again.

"You should know me. If my request is rejected once, I will not make the same request a second time."

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The gaming chair I bought before was so uncomfortable to sit on, so I bought Zhang Xihao's ergonomic chair for less than a thousand yuan. My mother asked me how much it cost, and I told her it was only a hundred yuan. Now she keeps saying that this chair is really worth the money, and she almost made me laugh.

To be honest, don't buy a gaming chair just for its appearance. Not only will it be suffocating in the summer, but it's also uncomfortable to sit on. In short, it's extremely uncomfortable.

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Chapter 336 How can we tolerate the existence of light bulbs when showing affection?

Now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter whether we have a falling out or not.

Whether it is Qin Wuque's side, or Vermouth and Yukiko next door.

This caused Luciano's blood pressure to rise.

He had everything planned out, inviting the current world film queen Sharon Wynyard and the former Japanese national goddess Yukiko Fujimine as special guests. It didn't matter if they failed to get a performance or even agreed to help with promotion, as long as the gimmick was there.

What happened now? Not only did their own artist fail to live up to expectations and blew himself up on the spot, ruining the rhythm and leaving a bad impression on the other party, but they also offended the Godfather of Los Santos.

Fortunately, this is Japan, not on the enemy's territory. At worst, we can do business farther away from Los Santos in the future... Anyway, can you be so awesome as to fight all the way from the United States to Italy?

Luciano could only comfort himself in this way.

The view returns to the reception room next door. Vermouth and Yukiko have already stood up from the sofa and are shaking hands with the blonde agent Claudia as they bid farewell.

They were originally invited to discuss promotion issues, but now they can't even beat the other artist themselves, so there is really nothing to talk about.

"See you next time. Thank you for your hospitality, Miss Claudia."

Vermouth held the hand of the agent, and a polite smile appeared on her pretty face, which was full of charm.

"Uh...well, see you next time if there's a chance. Thank you both very much for accepting the invitation, Miss Wynyard and Miss Kudo Yukiko." Claudia forced a smile.

"Well, let's go." Vermouth turned around and said to Yukiko, who put on her sun hat again and carried her pretty little bag.

"Yeah." Yukiko nodded in response. She had no intention of getting involved in the other party's internal affairs.

So the two girls immediately turned around, pushed the door and left the reception room.

However, as soon as they came out of the reception room, they ran into Luciano and Qin Wuque who were just coming out of the small reception room next door.

It was almost a replica of the scene in the living room less than ten seconds ago.

Luciano, who was walking in front and was the first to come out of the small reception room, had a gloomy face, as if he had just suffered a setback.

Qin Wuque, who came out behind, held his head in his hands, staggered lazily, whistled, and looked very satisfied with having just defeated someone and won the battle.

Luciano raised his eyes and glanced at the two sisters coming out of the room. He showed an expression that was a little surprised but somewhat expected, and his tone was very polite.

"Are you two leaving?"

"Well, I guess so. It seems like you guys have a lot of things to do before the concert starts, so I won't bother you any more~" Yukiko held Vermouth's arm with one hand, waved with a smile.

In response, the Italian investor just nodded slightly and did not try to persuade him to stay.

"take care."

After finally seeing off the two special guests and the god of plague, Luciano returned to the reception room.

In the reception room, Megure and others, who had arrived before Qin Wuque and others, had already begun packing up their things, looking ready to leave at any time.

Luciano was stunned when he entered the room: "Inspector, what are you doing..."

"Oh, Mr. Luciano, you're here. That's just in time. This is what our police plan is going to do now."

Inspector Megure glanced at the Italian investor who came in, he stood up and adjusted the hat on his head, gave Officer Shiratori behind him a look that told him to continue cleaning up, and said seriously.

"We currently have no idea who sent this threatening letter, so we have decided to take the letter back to the Metropolitan Police Department. We will dispatch police personnel to the scene for security and protection before the concert begins. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Luciano's brows immediately relaxed and he smiled.

"That would be the best, of course."

……

So, finally, there were only two people left in the huge reception room.

Luciano sat on the sofa, the disguised kindness on his fat face had long since disappeared, and his plain glasses constantly reflected a cold look.

He glanced at Claudia, who was sitting across the reception table with her head down and not saying a word, looking very worried, and frowned.

"Where are Emilio and the others?"

"Emilio..."

Claudia was awakened from her thoughts and worries. She looked around and found that she and Luciano were the only ones left in the living room. She slowly shook her head.

"I don't know. I've been here the whole time. But Emilio should be in his room. He told me that he..."

boom!

At this moment, the door of the reception room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a staff member from the touring team rushed in in panic.

"Oh no, Emilio... Emilio is missing!"

"What!?"

……

At the same time, in front of the vertical elevator door connecting the top-floor suite and the hotel's ground-floor lobby, a former Japanese national goddess was being fed sour dog food.

Vermouth decisively abandoned her good junior sister who had been accompanying her in the reception room for a long time, and hugged Qin Wuque's dog paws, putting love before friendship, and affectionately pinched the latter's cheeks into various shapes with her hands.

"Tell me the truth. What did that fat guy say to you next door? When he came out, his face was almost on the ground."

"It's... nothing." Qin Wuque didn't resist, letting her pinch him, and said vaguely, "I wanted to discuss a business deal with him, but he didn't agree, so forget it~"

"Is that really the case?" Vermouth expressed doubt about this guy's style of doing things.

"Okay, I admit it's fake."

Ding!

A familiar voice sounded in the quiet corridor, and the tightly closed elevator security door slowly opened to both sides.

Qin Wuque rudely patted Vermouth's slender waist three inches below.

"Ladies first," he said.

Vermouth gave the dog-head a coquettish look and stepped into the elevator in sharp high heels. Yukiko, who had a dazed look on her face, followed her.

Qin Wuque was the last one to go up. Just as the three of them got on the elevator and pressed the floor buttons and were about to close the elevator door, a suppressed call came from outside the elevator door.

"Wait! Please don't leave me!"

Before the three of them could understand what was happening, they saw a figure wrapped up tightly as if he was going skiing rushing in from outside the next second.

This guy rushed into the elevator when the door was about to close, and then pressed the door closing button like an office worker who was afraid of being late, and only let out a long sigh of relief after the elevator door was completely closed.

Then he pulled off the knitted hat, goggles and scarf that were wrapped around his face, revealing his handsome Italian-style face hidden underneath, and gave a smile that he thought was very charming to the three people in the elevator who had different expressions on their faces.

"Okay, let's go out and play!"

Just as he finished speaking, Emilio suddenly felt a big hand covering his face, and like an excellent basketball player jumping up and slamming down, his head was pressed heavily into the corner of the elevator wall.

boom!

Then the ruthless voice of a certain Los Santos godfather was heard.

"You talking about your horse?"

Chapter 337: Simple, crude but efficient communication method

In the elevator, Qin Wuque ruthlessly pressed the intruder in front of him into the corner of the elevator wall with one hand.

The huge pressure came from the back of the head. The face of an Italian young man who thought he was handsome was squeezed and deformed between the electronic screen used to display the floor level and the metal wall panel.

"What do you want to do? What's your purpose? And are we familiar with each other? You have about ninety seconds to answer my questions. If your answers don't satisfy me, I will knock you out the moment the elevator reaches the first floor and open the door, and then send you back to the top floor suite like cargo... Don't worry, there are surveillance cameras in elevators now, and a big star like you will soon be discovered by the surveillance room and rescued."

There was a hint of violence in Qin Wuque's tone.

"Now, you have about eighty-seven seconds left."

"I……"

Emilio was completely stunned by this sudden move.

This is not acting, but real fighting. It is not like filming in the studio where the director will tell you what will happen next. Even if you are playing a role that gets beaten, you will be prepared in advance, both mentally and physically. It is very martial.

But the guy who was pressing his head was obviously a man without martial ethics. There was no sign at all before he attacked. People always say that you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you, but he was still smiling, and when he came to his senses, his face was already touching the elevator wall.

Why is this person so manic? Do you have hyperthyroidism? !

Emilio couldn't figure it out.

It's very funny. When this young Italian man clearly felt the cold texture of the metal wall of the elevator with his cheeks, the first thing he thought of was not to shout for help to the camera, but... Damn, even my dad has never hit me like this!

Well, actually, this is human nature and an instinctive reaction of human beings.

After all, during Emilio's not-too-long trainee career, he has diligently practiced many fan-attracting techniques, including but not limited to how to respond when suddenly recognized by fans on the street, how to make the most appropriate response when being unexpectedly recognized to leave the best impression on fans, and how to create various stage effects, etc.

But the only question missing is: “What should you do if you are suddenly beaten up while walking on the street?”

But it makes sense when you think about it. Under normal circumstances, when big-name stars travel, they would like to have hundreds of guards holding hands to form a human wall to clear the way in front, behind, left and right.

With so many people protecting and so many pairs of eyes watching, any person with bad intentions approaching can be subdued on the spot immediately. It is impossible to encounter a dangerous situation like this.

But who made him run away secretly by himself?

Emilio was stunned on the spot, his lungs couldn't breathe, his brain couldn't think, but his blood pressure continued to soar, and he instinctively wanted to resist.

"let me go……"

He tried hard to break free.

So, the thing pressing down on his head changed from his palm to a big sole.

Qin Wuque took the trouble to lift his long legs, and in front of the two beautiful female stars behind him, he used his size 43 feet to imprint the Italian hunk's face on the elevator wall, his tone as cold as Zhang San's.

"You have seventy seconds."

"I...I understand. I said...I said everything..."

Emilio spoke with difficulty, carefully observing Qin Wuque's expression out of the corner of his eye.

"But... we have to find another place."

……

Ten minutes later, in a cafe near the Sakura Hotel.