Yes, Prime Minister of Japan

"We need the lubrication support of the Kunibu family and the Kunibu sisters in the business community. Without the Kunibu family, the power of the business community, Marubeni Corporation's smuggling channels, and Toyota's funds will be gone. Without Kunibu Tsukiya, how can the relationship with the procuratorate be smoothed? Without Kunibu Makabe, who can solve the problems of the business community?"

Li Xinghe's question is also a question that Dongchuan Xuemi cannot avoid.

She didn't have a problem with Li Xinghe's colorful flags. She tolerated the harmless little mare like Tsutsumi Remi for the time being, and she didn't care that Fuji Rie practiced in the new wife every day as if nothing had happened. After all, their group mainly relied on Li Xinghe to sell his face and increase sales. If Dongchuan Xuemi was left to do it herself, she didn't have such flexible and changeable skills.

But if her mother Dongchuan Qingniao is also involved, that’s a different story.

Thinking of this, Dongchuan Xuemi tried to keep her composure. She had to exclude Dongchuan Qingniao and keep the truly useful tools.

"Hmph, now that you have lubrication, you can finally get in."

Throwing down a pun, Yukimi Togawa began to rethink her life and strategic future, how to maintain this lifelong partnership, and the more complicated parent-child issues.

At this moment, she couldn't help but envy Lu Yuchi Hua Yingmei.

After that bad woman tortured her entire family, no one dared to cause trouble to her.

After Li Xinghe decided that he had to secretly notify the Kunibe family, he was puzzled about how to contact them. The Metropolitan Police Department is very high-pressure now, and calls made from here will definitely be monitored. When the police really get serious about catching the traitor, he will be exposed.

"Oh, right."

Fortunately, Li Xinghe has a solution.

He dug out the 'Blade Sakura Plan' formulated by the Ministry of Public Security.

After they gave the initial settings, they asked Lin Meng to stay in the office and practice Chinese reading and writing every day, and then there was no news from them.

These stupid police bureaucrats are like the authors of comics and novels. They only write an introduction and settings for a plan, and then they think of the climax in their minds. After they are satisfied, they are too lazy to continue writing, and leave behind a half-finished mess.

However, Li Xinghe also sympathized and understood. After all, the salary was limited. In such a big city like Tokyo, if they had the ability, they would not be a third-rate novelist in the public security system. The public security system was a hell of a place where things would often be delayed for a year or two.

So he simply wrote the plan himself.

Li Xinghe went out for a walk, and when he returned to the office he started checking the schedule of the China-Japan Chamber of Commerce.

After confirming that there would be a banquet for the Japanese Chamber of Commerce to go to China tomorrow, he quickly sent a message to Kunibu Makabe: "Japanese Chamber of Commerce Banquet, please give me a chance to have sex with you, Miss. The room number will be sent later."

In order to avoid being caught by the Metropolitan Police Department, Li Xinghe's text messaging style is consistent with his personality.

"what?"

Kunibu Makabe, who was studying hard at university, saw the message after class and tilted his head in confusion. He couldn't quite understand the dirty talk that was often used in this romantic world.

Fortunately, she is not alone.

She searched online and realized that the sentence meant "hooking up for sex", so she forwarded the message to her sister Kunibu Yueya.

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Author's words: Thank you for your support. I seem to have caught a cold again. I was fine when I took medicine for the first three days, but I feel worse after I stopped taking the medicine. It's strange.

Chapter 212 I'm already Chinese

9 o'clock at night.

Qingshan Villa also entered its rest period.

Unless you look closely, it would be hard to notice that there is a petite girl who is as tall as the gate of Qingshan Villa, locking the door of the apartment with force.

"Really? Who installed a door so high?"

Takajo Satsuki stuck out her tongue, looked around cautiously, and then returned to the village.

As a virtual anchor base, Takajo Satsuki has not found many sisters. Most of her friends who dropped out of high school to do Vtubers can no longer be contacted. The ones who can be found are either smoking marijuana or taking drugs for depression. Anyway, they are mentally abnormal.

Therefore, Takajo Satsuki began to change his thinking.

As a wealthy woman invested by Li Xinghe, she can afford to hire more high-end talents. So her recent job is to hang around various dubbing schools and send job invitation cards to various second-rate voice actors, or those who are on the decline in their careers, unmarried and penniless.

At first, they didn't believe this girl with the figure of an elementary school student, which made Gao Tiao Wuyue furious and wanted to write them all down in her notebook. But there is always a way out. When Gao Tiao Wuyue replaced her photo and business card with Li Xinghe's, these people were willing to come here for the interview.

With free food and accommodation and a workstation, you can work from home without affecting your career as a voice actor, so it is naturally very popular. Even some big names in the voice actor industry have expressed their willingness to take on a role as long as Qingshanzhuang provides free food and accommodation.

She is in the final process of screening resumes and waiting for the painters and leather case makers in China to complete their work.

Takajo Satsuki returned to the sofa in the living room and lay down contentedly. When everything was ready, she would build a new galactic battleship in the virtual anchor world and go back to kill all kinds of high school dropouts (she thought).

But when she was resting, she heard the faint ticking sound again.

Following the sound to the management office in the corner of Aoyama Villa, Takajo Satsuki saw through the glass that Lin Meng, the poster girl of the Air Self-Defense Force, was squatting on the work table inside, making a time bomb.

She was surrounded by various bomb materials, iron pipes and military bullets, and on the wall were photos of Fumio Kishida, Yoko Kamikawa, Sanae Takaichi and others.

The sound caught Lin Meng's attention, and Gao Tiao Wuyue said awkwardly:

"Well, it's time to rest. You...you should take care of yourself."

"Ah."

Lin Meng nodded and continued making her bomb.

"What kind of bomb maniac..."

Takajo Satsuki was a little scared, but fortunately the man lived in a sturdy basement under the corner.

Turning around, Lin Meng continued to study more sophisticated bombs.

Although she worked at the Metropolitan Police Department during the day, Lin Meng became increasingly uneasy as the legal proceedings against her mother, Lin Yuzi, dragged on.

She also vaguely realized that this department was not ordinary. Among her colleagues, Kasukabe Tamako's husband died in a security accident, and Tatsumi Haruka had just been released from prison. They were all dangerous elements. Under their influence, bombs, guns, and explosions became her new special hobbies since she assassinated Kamikawa Yoko.

For this, she even threw away her makeup box.

Suddenly I got a call from my boss.

"Hey?"

"Be ready tomorrow. I will take you to the Chamber of Commerce to start the first step of contact."

Li Xinghe wants to take Lin Meng to the business practice meeting.

Lin Meng sighed.

It’s bad. I feel like my virginity is no longer safe.

Thinking of this, she angrily put Tsuchiya Xiaoyin, who was leading this mission, on her target. She also thought about what kind of homemade plane could blow up this old fox.

......

The next day.

Lin Meng dressed up and came to the office.

Li Xinghe drove her to a high-end hotel in Roppongi, where the Japan Chamber of Commerce was holding a banquet for its implementation, organized by Japanese businessmen, Chinese businessmen in Japan, the Chinese Embassy and other departments. The purpose was of course to promote the commercial diplomacy route and protect commercial security.

However, as newbies, their task was to contact people from the Chinese Embassy at the venue.

When Li Xinghe entered the venue, there was already a conspicuous bag there.

Enola Lin was seen wearing a pure white suit, enthusiastically handing out business cards everywhere:

"Hello, I'm Lin Mulan, I'm Chinese. I'm currently the manager of Rock International Logistics, and I can handle international transportation between the United States, Japan, China, and South Korea."

Seeing a tall girl with curly blonde hair, blue eyes and a standard American beauty face, speaking fluent Chinese and trying to build relationships everywhere, not to mention others, all the Chinese and Japanese businessmen present were a little overwhelmed.

So many people came to inquire, test, and observe secretly.

But the more I observed, the more I was surprised at Lin Mulan's proficiency.

She was so skilled that she could imitate the habits of Fujianese people without any effort. She could even tell people that her hometown was a certain small town in Changle, Fuzhou, and how her ancestors came to the United States.

This is totally false.

Lin Mulan's Asian ancestry is only 1/256, and her almost non-existent ancestor may be a laundry worker in Chaoshan, Guangdong, or a miner in Shandong. But it is unlikely to be from Changle, Fuzhou, because the history of smuggling to the United States from that place is much shorter, and it is concentrated after the founding of New China.

Everything that Lin Mulan said was the knowledge she learned from interrogating Chinese Run criminals in CIA prisons.

After everyone had collected her business cards, Li Xinghe came up to her and praised her, "If I didn't know you, I would have been fooled by you."

To be honest, if Li Xinghe had not spent a long time with Enola Lin, he would have mistakenly believed that she was a Chinese American who was devoted to the Red Flag.

Enola Lin took out a Hong Kong resident ID card from her pocket and blinked:

“Look, I’m really Chinese.”

"Um...am I the only one who is not Chinese now?"

This ID card is real, Lin Mulan has Hong Kong permanent residency. This is also an old practice of the CIA.

Li Xinghe was speechless for a moment, but he couldn't point out that the Chinese identity has both civilized and modern attributes, so he could only laugh it off.

"Li Xinghe!"

Suddenly, Kunibe Tsukiya, who was as beautiful as an iceberg flower, walked over quickly. She grabbed Li Xinghe and walked to the corner, causing bursts of unknown and ambiguous laughter.

She demanded, "What's going on? How dare you seduce my sister?"

Li Xinghe was speechless, and hurriedly tried to make excuses for himself: "I was looking for her to pass on a very important piece of information, which concerns the life and death of the Guofen family."

Kunibu Yueya finally calmed down a little. She hugged her chest and asked:

"what's up?"

Li Xinghe didn't have much time, so he hugged her and whispered in her ear:

"Toyota is in trouble... Your grandfather happens to be in charge of Toyota's senior management appointments and is also a member of Toyota's salary committee..."

Such thunder made Kunifu Yueya feel a little dizzy.

She was at the East District Procuratorate, but didn't receive any news.

So she hurried out to make a phone call: "I'll contact Grandpa first, you go upstairs to find Makabe."

Li Xinghe nodded, turned around and walked a few steps before meeting the dignified and elegant second lady Kunibu Makabe. She took Li Xinghe's hand and went to the room upstairs.

After a few steps, Kunibu Yueya also came back, took the room number and went upstairs.

Following not far from Li Xinghe, Lin Meng, who was in charge of observation and learning, watched in amazement as Li Xinghe hugged Kunibu Yueya for a while, and then was pulled away by Kunibu Makabe, and then the three of them checked into a room upstairs in the hotel.

"what?"

How do I learn this?

In the room, Kunifune also hurried over.

"Are you targeting the subsidies Toyota has received over the years? We can't launch electric cars right away."

Li Xinghe reminded him: "You have new energy products. Can't you bring back the BZ3 that you launched with BYD?"

Kunifumi shook his head repeatedly:

"No, no, no. If you bring Chinese cars back to Japan, Toyota will definitely loudly refuse. This will really harm the interests of the Japanese. Japan's downstream manufacturers and dealers will be in an uproar."

Li Xinghe emphasized:

"But without new energy products to deal with the Japanese government, those people might even lose their jobs."

This is also Toyota's current embarrassing situation.

On the one hand, they have a large number of backward Japanese dealers and downstream manufacturers in Japan that they cannot abandon or get rid of, and on the other hand, the market is heavily dependent on China. Therefore, as the Japanese Toyota main body becomes increasingly weak, the Chinese side of the Chinese joint venture has more and more say, and sometimes Toyota even has to listen to the opinions of the other side, otherwise the business will not work.

Therefore, the BZ3, which is produced and sold in China, is considered a Chinese product by Toyota Japan. Japan cannot produce it and has to pay BYD and the Chinese supply chain.

Bringing this thing back to Japan for sale means helping the Chinese earn the Japanese's money.

Li Xinghe continued to persuade:

"Look, Audi's A6 in the Chinese market is a direct application of SAIC Motor's own new energy Zhiji Auto platform. What's so special about this? Audi has done it, so Toyota can do it too."

Kunifune lowered his head in thought.

"Well, we need to discuss this with the Chinese joint venture and the Suzhou Design Branch."

What’s even funnier is that, as Toyota’s internal performance deteriorated, problems also began to arise in car design, so the Suzhou Toyota Automobile Research and Development Center, which was originally just a branch, has gradually become the leader of Toyota’s internal car design. Even today, when Toyota wants to develop a new product, it has to discuss it with the Chinese side and respect the opinions of Suzhou Toyota Design.

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Author's note: Thank you for your support. Sorry for being 10 minutes late, I had diarrhea.

Chapter 213: Bomb Maniac, Kikuto Detonation

“It’s really hard.”

After listening to the discussion between the two parties, Kunibu Makabe felt that it was full of difficulties.