I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

"July 3rd, if I could, I would also prefer June 4th."

She could understand the phrase "breaking a branch on the abyss in July 3rd," but she didn't quite understand the following phrase, "June 4th."

"You're talking about 73 and 64, but who's seven and who's three, who's six and who's four?"

"You get seven, I get three; you get six, I get four."

Even a professional like Yuan Shang Zhe Zhi couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this.

"It's not your fault. After all, you've been there for so long and you've been brainwashed quite a bit. It's normal that you don't know the market situation."

"Let's go for 70/30, I get 30, you get 70."

Takeuchi Miya's beautiful eyes were filled with longing, and her pretty face showed a hint of disbelief.

"May I?"

"can."

Yuan Shang Zhezhi took the letter of intent, put it into the printer, and made three copies.

They each signed their names and stamped their seals.

This letter of intent will officially take effect once it is notarized.

Even at this point, Takeuchi Miya still had some concerns.

"Senior, could you reveal a little about how that was done?"

At this moment, Feng Zejian served two cups of coffee.

Misae Takeuchi accepted it and thanked her.

Yuan Shangzhe also took the coffee cup, then slowly said while holding the handle of the coffee cup: "The way to handle this matter is also very simple. Before the contract expires, file a lawsuit against your previous firm for deceiving a minor and for the guardian's lack of legal awareness in signing an unfair contract."

"Given your size, even a 91% figure on your bank statements seems suspicious. I suspect your previous firm might have been involved in tax evasion, and we'll need your cooperation in this matter."

"Focus on these two points and strike first before they can harm you. Of course, this is just my initial idea. I'm not a professional in this area, but don't worry, the firm has a dedicated legal team. Just cooperate with them. Perhaps we can find other charges against you."

Misae Takeuchi nodded with a slightly serious expression.

"Well, I see."

He broke off a branch and stood up from the abyss.

"Miya, come with me, I'll take you to see the legal department."

"it is good."

Miya Takeuchi followed Oreki Fuchigami out of the office.

At this point, only Kazesawa and Busujima Otome remained.

Busujima Otome couldn't help but look at Kazesawa and start a conversation.

"It seems that even glamorous and popular idols have their own unspeakable difficulties."

Feng Zejian replied:

"Every family has its own problems, which is perfectly normal. She is quite smart and lucky."

Chapter 121 Unexpected Incident on the High-Speed ​​Train

Busujima Otome sighed:

"Yes, with the help of seniors, those difficult problems are no longer difficult problems."

Otome Tokushima suddenly remembered.

"By the way, I was thinking of asking you yesterday, how did you and Sakura meet?"

There was nothing to hide, so Feng Zejian told the truth.

“One day, she came to the vicinity of our school in a furtive manner and stopped me, wanting to enter the campus to meet an online friend. I didn’t want to help her, but she kept pestering me, so I gave in.”

Otome of Busujima frowned slightly.

"Did you meet the person you met online?"

"I didn't see it; it's probably a fake name."

"Oh, that."

At that moment, Busujima Otome suddenly said:

"Um, let me treat you to a meal."

Feng Zejian took a sip of coffee.

"Why so suddenly? It feels like there's a strong ulterior motive."

Otome Busujima was a little embarrassed.

"I didn't have any particular purpose. I just wanted to thank you. If I hadn't happened to run into you yesterday, I would never have imagined that I could get such a wonderful job here."

Feng Zejian smiled and shook his head, correcting him:

"It wasn't exactly a coincidence. If you hadn't been there earnestly sharing your thoughts on the birds and sunflowers, I don't think I would have stayed by your side."

"To put it bluntly, you seized the opportunity yourself. If it were someone else, they might have been done by yesterday. But you got here through your own means, signed your own contract, and got a pretty good job."

"In life, opportunities are fleeting. If you can seize them, it means that the opportunity was meant for you. And even if you don't, with your status, you won't lack opportunities."

Kazesawa's words made Busujima Otome very happy.

“Your words are very insightful, and I want the same. Thank you for your encouragement, but I really need this job. I don’t want to rely on my family’s connections to get the opportunity they’ve given me.”

"Only with absolute economic independence can I live a free life."

Feng Zejian smiled and asked, "Don't you have a good relationship with your family?"

"Not really. My parents had me late in life. I'm great in every way, but we're from different generations, so communication is quite difficult."

"And when I spend their money, they always nag me. Sometimes, when I try to chat with my parents and show them some concern, they start nagging me, sharing their old experiences. If I can't win an argument with them, they'll just say, 'I'm your dad, I'm your mom.' It really makes me uncomfortable."

"So when I went to college, I stopped using my family's money. Except for calling my parents on holidays and their birthdays, I almost never called them, and if I did, I wouldn't say much."

Feng Zejian tried to put himself in their shoes, realizing that having controlling parents is also a form of torture for children.

Just then, Feng Zejian's phone rang.

This wasn't a strange call; it was an old number from Fengze's contact list.

That's the orphanage's phone number.

Feng Ze answered the phone.

A sweet, soft voice came from the other end.

"Is that Brother Jian?"

"Is that Xiaoying?"

"It's me, brother. I missed you. We all missed you."

Feng Zejian fell silent; it was time to go back.

"Okay, I'll go back in the next few days."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the happy cheers of children and a laugh that didn't sound like a child's.

The call ended.

Kazema immediately started searching for tickets to return to Nara.

Coincidentally, there was another one three hours later.

Feng Zejian quickly booked the tickets.

This station is quite far from Shibuya Ward, so we need to leave now.

"I have some things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"Goodbye." Busujima Otome waved.

Feng Zejian nodded and walked outside. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yuan Shangzhezhi walk in.

"Little brother, where are we going?"

Feng Zejian did not hide anything.

“A child from an orphanage that I sponsor said he missed me and hadn’t been back for a while, so I’m going back to visit him.”

Yuan Shang Zhezhi suggested:

"Let me take you to the station."

"No need, it's not urgent, and there's no need to wait at the station anyway."

"Then be careful and let me know when you arrive safely."

"Mm," Feng Zejian responded.

Kazema left, hailed a taxi on the street, and spent two hours arriving at Tokyo Station.

Feng Zejian sat quietly in the waiting room, waiting.

He still has some fame, so Feng Zejian wore a mask to avoid being recognized.

I bought a deluxe sleeper ticket, one room per person.

Feng Zejian sat in the waiting room for nearly half an hour before the boarding and ticket checking process began.

After having his ticket checked, Feng Zejian boarded the train and found his room.

It's not big inside, just enough for one person to stand or lie down. There's also a bedside table with a fruit basket and drinks on it, and disposable slippers underneath. These are all free for passengers in the luxury sleeper berth.

It also has a five-minute arrival reminder function.

Feng Zejian lay on the bed, feeling sleepy. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

I woke up again to the sound of the doorbell.

Feng Zejian woke up groggily and found the entire carriage empty when he opened the door.

Seeing that the train door was open, Feng Zejian got off the train.

There was still no one there.

Feng Zejian took out his phone and checked the time.

Midnight?

Ugh, another ghost sighting.

He knew this wasn't the real world, but he wasn't sure if it was a dream.

Kazema discovered that he couldn't get out of the station at all.

It's like encountering an invisible wall while playing a game.

Feng Zejian then wandered into the supermarket in the waiting hall, grabbed a large bag of potato chips, opened it, and ate it as he walked.

The entire waiting hall was spacious and bright, but the fact that it was empty still gave one a chill.

Feng Zejian was thinking about how to leave this place.

Suddenly the lights in the hall went out.

Feng Zejian's momentary refusal ceased.

The Eye of Truth slowly opened.

There was nothing around.

What does the black color mean?

At that moment, an escape route was illuminated.

Is he telling me to go there?

Feng Zejian was not in a hurry to leave.

If it's confirmed that this place is harmless to me, then I must have accidentally stepped into this area.

Or it could be someone else's mistake.