What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at Akasaki Chinatsu who was standing beside him. His eyes were full of doubt and anger, as if he was seeing through his wife.

"What did he do to you?" Nagano Shota clenched his fists, looked at his wife's sexy feet in high heels, and tried hard to control his anger.

Akasaki Chinatsu was startled by her husband's questioning. She bit her lower lip tightly, and then her eyes turned red: "I am also doing this for our future!"

"There are gangsters behind him, what can I do? Besides... and I only let him touch my feet."

When Shota Nagano looked at his wife's tearful eyes, his heart softened instantly.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner emotions, his eyes inadvertently swept over his wife's high heels, and suddenly a sense of inexplicable comfort surged in his heart.

The wife's foot was merely touched and she did not do anything more extreme.

Moreover, Li Zhiqiu has increased the cooperation funds to 10 million, which is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for their company.

Thinking of this, Shota Nagano suddenly felt that he wasn't really at a disadvantage.

After all, in this materialistic society, people sometimes have to make some compromises and sacrifices for the sake of profit and money.

At least Li Zhiqiu was quite honest and didn't get anything for free.

He walked over to his wife and put his arm around her shoulders gently.

His tone became much softer: "I'm sorry, I wronged you. This is all for our future."

"Yeah." She responded softly, responding to her husband's forgiveness and understanding, and lay down in her husband's arms.

Shota Nagano hugged his wife, and of course he forgave her at this time.

Li Zhiqiu sat in the back seat of a taxi, the neon lights outside the window casting mottled shadows on his face.

He looked at the 510 million yen in front of him.

Making money gave him a sense of satisfaction.

He didn't feel any psychological pressure at all for the newlyweds.

Shota Nagano has been secretly undertaking the production of fraud-related gambling websites, and his moral standards are not very high.

We asked them to make games because of their professional background.

In a sense, I am also acting on behalf of heaven.

Li Zhiqiu took out his mobile phone, opened a luxury goods website, and selected a limited edition handbag worth 200 million yen.

The graceful figure and delicate face of Akasaki Chinatsu appeared in his mind.

She is indeed a beauty, and she is someone's wife. I wonder if she will be more daring for the bag.

Just as he was thinking about her jade feet, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and saw that the caller was Qin Zifei. Li Zhiqiu trembled.

Chapter 45

Young mother

At the entrance of the Chinese teahouse, the antique decorations and traditional Chinese signs are mixed with the neon lights of bustling Tokyo.

Li Zhiqiu stood at the door and took a deep breath. Concubine Qin Zi suddenly asked him to meet her, which made him feel very stressed.

Qin Zifei is mature and elegant, with a size of F, which makes people look sideways, and exudes an indescribable charm in her every move. But under her gentleness, she is calm and composed, burning the disobedient to death with her own hands and continuing to smile.

Li Zhiqiu took a deep breath of the autumn air and secretly organized his words in his mind.

After all, he had received an investment of 2 million yen, which was no small sum, so he had to show some results to reassure the client's mother.

After calming down his slightly nervous mood, he walked into the teahouse.

As soon as you enter the teahouse, an ancient and elegant atmosphere hits you. The hall is furnished with exquisite wooden tables and chairs, and there are some landscape paintings and calligraphy works hanging on the walls, revealing Chinese charm everywhere.

There were two men in black standing solemnly in the hall. They looked at Li Zhiqiu and then walked forward.

"Mr. Li, please follow us." One of the men in black said.

Li Zhiqiu nodded, followed the two men in black through the hall, and went up a wooden staircase to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor was more exquisite. After the man in black knocked on the door respectfully, he pushed open a carved wooden door and motioned Li Zhiqiu to go in.

Li Zhiqiu stepped into the private room, and a faint scent of tea wafted into his nose.

Concubine Qin Zi was sitting at a large antique wooden table, holding a teapot in her hand, brewing tea elegantly. On the table were various exquisite Cantonese-style snacks.

She was wearing a cheongsam, the close-fitting cut of which highlighted her graceful figure.

The patterns on the cheongsam are delicate and classical, like a flowing ink painting.

The slit of the cheongsam reveals a pair of long and slender legs.

She was not wearing socks, but a pair of ultra-thin lace-up high heels. The laces on the shoes were wrapped around her slender ankles, making her look charming and sexy.

Li Zhiqiu's gaze lingered on her toes for a while. Her crystal clear toes were completely exposed, and her pointed high heels were full of aggression.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Zifei pointed to the seat next to her, motioning Li Zhiqiu to sit next to her.

There was a brief flash of surprise in Li Zhiqiu's eyes. The table seemed a little close, but he walked over and sat down as he was told.

He immediately smelled the unique fragrance of a mature woman emanating from Qin Zifei, a mixture of tea and a unique wine aroma, which made his heart flutter in an instant.

Concubine Qin Zi reached out and picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Li Zhiqiu: "Try this, this is the special cake here, it has a delicate taste, sweet but not greasy."

"In the whole of Tokyo, this is the only Cantonese-style snack shop that has the taste of home."

"Is your mother from Guangdong?" Li Zhiqiu took the pastry handed to him by Qin Zifei and took a bite. Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Zifei's cheongsam again.

Qin Zifei has a gentle temperament but has an F-size figure. The visual effect is better when you look at her from a closer distance.

Especially the snow-white skin at the neckline and the space pushed up by the chest, which makes people want to look inside.

Concubine Qin Zi gently lifted the teapot and elegantly poured a cup of hot tea for Li Zhiqiu. The fragrance of tea spread in the air as she moved.

"Yeah." She nodded with a faint smile on her face: "I came to Tokyo to study when I was 16, and I met my husband there. He is a very talented person and is very good to me."

At this point, Qin Zifei's eyes flashed with sadness: "Unfortunately, my husband died within two years. He left me and my daughter, and all these family businesses to take care of."

When Li Zhiqiu heard the word "daughter", he was stunned.

He raised his head, and his eyes unconsciously fell on Qin Zifei's mature and beautiful face.

Her skin is as delicate as porcelain and her eyes and eyebrows reveal a unique charm. This is the most mature and beautiful age for a woman.

Good guy, widow, young mother, full of buffs.

When Qin Zifei talked about her daughter, her eyes became subtle for a moment, but she soon returned to smiling. She gently rested her elbows on the table, supporting her cheeks with her palms, and supporting her chin elegantly.

His eyes were gentle and doting, and he stared at Li Zhiqiu intently as he tasted the pastries: "Does it suit your taste?"

"It's delicious." Li Zhiqiu's expression was equally subtle. Looking at Qin Zifei's smiling eyes, he knew better than anyone that although the two of them were mother and son.

But there is absolutely no affection between them, it is just a purely exploitative relationship.

But the way Qin Zifei looks at the child.

For a moment, he felt that if he had a mother, it would probably be like this.

This strange maternal feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but glance under the table, at Qin Zifei's pair of sexy bare feet wearing high heels, and imagined in his mind the scene of her playing with them in her hands.

In an instant, the subtle emotion related to family affection was replaced by desire.

Li Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he and Qin Zifei would develop a relationship other than just mutual benefit.

He put down the cake in his hand, looked at Qin Zifei, and prepared to report his work results to Party A's mother: "Mom, I have already reached cooperation with several companies."

Qin Zifei shook her head gently and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about work."

Li Zhiqiu was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Zifei to respond like this.

So, was he really called here just for a meal?

The two of them just sat there quietly, enjoying the delicious tea and chatting about some unimportant topics.

Qin Zifei also asked about his school situation, like a real mother caring about her son.

It is true that I can't deal with Li Zhiqiu.

After the meal, Qin Zifei asked Soichiro to take him home.

Li Zhiqiu sat in the back seat of the car, and even when the car started, he still couldn't calm down. What was the purpose of Qin Zifei asking him to eat? Besides appreciating Qin Zifei's stunning cheongsam and sexy bare feet.

No substantive goals were achieved.

On the contrary, Qin Zifei didn't ask him about his progress, which made him feel very stressed.

Li Zhiqiu glanced at Soichiro who was sitting in the front row and asked tentatively, "Brother Soichiro, when mom mentioned her daughter during dinner, should I call her sister when I see her?"

When Soichiro heard this, his eyes suddenly became subtle.

He looked at Li Zhiqiu deeply through the rearview mirror, as if thinking about how to answer this question. After a while, he slowly said, "The young lady is half a year younger than you."

Li Zhiqiu frowned slightly. What the hell is this subtle look?

However, he just used this as a topic to start a small talk with Soichiro about other things.

Soichiro still answered every question, but he would not mix in his personal thoughts.

Li Zhiqiu realized that the financial situation of Daokouhui was not very good.

Time comes the next day.

Li Zhiqiu was buying luxury goods when he suddenly received a call from Hongmao, saying that the school next door knew that they had changed their leader and wanted to have a fight.

"are you crazy!"

Li Zhiqiu was really speechless. He was already causing trouble with the Jidao, and now he was challenged to a fight by a little brat.

Chapter 46

Too wild

In a remote corner of the school, Li Zhiqiu sat on an old wooden board with an unhappy expression and a furrowed brow. The air around him became heavy because of his mood.

He was very unhappy to be called away from the luxury store to deal with such trivial matters.

Yazi stood quietly beside Li Zhiqiu.

Red-haired man and three bad students stood in a row, looking nervous, with their heads down and their backs bent.

"What's going on?" Li Zhiqiu said with a gloomy face.

"Boss, we have a lender who is the younger brother of Iwakura School's boss, Akira Nitta." Red Hair finally plucked up the courage and whispered, "Kazama loaned him the money because it was Koji Nitta's idea. They wanted to use this to expand their loan business to Iwakura School."

Li Zhiqiu couldn't help but frown, there were still some remaining issues.

Ako came closer and whispered, "Iwakura School is a famous trash middle school in the area. It's a gathering place for bad guys. Nitta Akira is a second-year student who is famous for his fighting skills."

"Most of the students in that school are bad boys who cause trouble and fight. If we act rashly, it is likely to cause their disgust and revenge."

"Boss, we're going to collect the debt today, but..." Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and stared at Li Zhiqiu's expression: "They want to challenge you in a one-on-one duel, saying that they will only pay you back if you win."

After Hongmao finished speaking, their eyes were focused on Li Zhiqiu, waiting for his final decision.

There was a tense and solemn atmosphere in the air, as if even breathing had become cautious.

Li Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was a little playful: "So, the guy named Xin Tianming can control those bad guys."

The red-haired boy hesitated before nodding: "They fight everywhere, and their cohesion is the strongest among the nearby schools."

"Okay." Li Zhiqiu stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go."

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the gate of Iwakura School, a famous bad middle school nearby. Groups of bad students walk out of the school one after another.

They were either arm in arm or talking loudly, looking as if they had nothing to worry about.

Among them, a tall man was the most eye-catching.

He walked in front, his back looking particularly powerful under the setting sun. He walked to a black motorcycle, stopped, and looked down at the handlebars.

At this time, another bad student also walked up to him and got on another motorcycle.

He looked at the tall man, a trace of awe and expectation flashing in his eyes: "Boss Xin Tianming, are we going to find the new boss of Jinghua School? That guy hasn't responded to us yet."