People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

But even Zhou Yuanyan could only give a rough idea of ​​the names, functions and patents of those instruments.

And I wouldn't recognize it even if it was right in front of me.

It’s all because of the lack of education!

No wonder in this world, spiritual practice is not only becoming more and more difficult, but also becoming more and more outdated.

I'm afraid only this woman can find these things from her subsidiary.

Speaking of the Buddhist longevity contract, it cannot be obtained by force. The buyer must give up the Buddhist contract himself.

Even those old guys haven't figured out the profound things of Buddhism, let alone myself from Taoism.

The solution to these two problems depends on this young and beautiful woman.

Yuya Mikami smiled and sat on the sofa not far from Fang Zuo.

The initial tension and anxiety have disappeared.

Since it can be negotiated, it is her home ground.

"Mr. Fang, could you please tell me your origins? I want to know more than just your name!" Yua Mikami lifted her snow-white left leg and clamped it on her right leg.

Yua Mikami is used to launching offensives. As long as the other party answers the questions, she will naturally take the initiative and proceed at her own pace.

But this man, whether intentionally or unintentionally, instantly dismantled his attack.

He didn't answer the question at all, staring at the carpet in the distance with a dead look on his face.

Yua Mikami followed his gaze, her face flushed, and she quickly put away her legs and started walking.

She bent down her slender waist, picked up the peach-colored lace embroidered thong and the matching bra on the ground, walked into the inner cloakroom, and threw them hard on the table.

This dirty guy!!!

Then he took a deep breath and suppressed his heaving chest.

He walked out as if nothing had happened.

Before she could continue speaking, she returned to her own rhythm.

"I need this." The man put a piece of paper on the table next to him.

Yua Mikami could only pick it up and sit back on her sofa.

"This is..." Yua Mikami frowned.

These things are too professional and I can only get a general idea of ​​them.

Sure enough, this man was not simply asking for money or property.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fang, could you tell me what these are?" Mikami Yuya smiled faintly. "Our subsidiaries are too large, and I'm afraid these instruments and patents need to be looked up by professionals. I'm a little confused, sorry."

"I don't know what it is either." Fang Zuo touched his nose: "I was entrusted by someone."

Only the woman who even Zhou Yuanyan admires can understand these things.

Who made him owe her?

"I heard that NEC Corporation, owned by Ms. Yuya Mikami, and Sumitomo Electric Industries, Ltd., hold these things."

"Oh, then you may have to wait a while, Mr. Fang. I'll give these to my secretaries right away, and they'll be able to find out what they are very quickly." Mikami Yuya said, picked up her phone, took a photo, and after sending it, she looked at Fang Zuo and said, "Mr. Fang, you haven't told me your origins yet."

"I come from a place you just visited." Fang Zuo said with a smile: "This is also the second reason why I came here to find Miss Mikami Yuya."

"A place I just went to? Last night? Last night, my sister called me to celebrate her birthday." Mikami Yuya was stunned, a little bit unbelievable. She looked Fang Zuo up and down with her beautiful eyes: "Mr. Fang, you must be joking. A powerful person like you came from a Shinjuku host bar?"

Mikami Yuya asked with some doubt: "Is this a hobby?"

"Ahem...from the country you just visited." Fang Zuo coughed and added.

"Oh." Mikami Yuya suddenly realized. Her expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes. "So Mr. Fang is Chinese. It seems that Mr. Fang is not only powerful, but also has a very strong intelligence network."

"I went to China with a hidden identity. Mr. Fang was not only able to find out my real identity, but also find me here." Yua Mikami adjusted her posture calmly.

It cost her a lot of money to buy so many immortality deeds in China.

But compared to these immortality contracts, money is nothing.

What was originally impossible became extremely simple in front of those monks who asked for money.

In this age of religious collapse, money is the only faith.

"I'll just say it straight." Fang Zuo smiled and said, "I know that Miss Mikami Yuya has purchased nearly 10,000 longevity deeds from thirteen famous temples in China. Each contract is for fifty years."

"I came here this time to claim back all the longevity contracts from Miss Mikami Yuya. I will return the money you spent in full."

Sure enough, this is why I came here!!

Yua Mikami stared at the man with her beautiful eyes.

Not only did he hide his true identity and go to China, he also used the same birth date to buy a longevity deed from a famous temple.

Were these things exposed so quickly?

"Are you from the government? Or from these temples?" Yuya Mikami asked with a sigh.

"Neither." Fang Zuo shook his head: "I was just entrusted by these temples."

"Mr. Fang, do you know that the longevity contract I spent a huge amount of money to sign was signed under the witness of the Buddha and Bodhisattvas?" Mikami Yuya said lightly:

"Now they are in the temple, bathed in the Buddha's light every day. How can I take them back just like that? To be frank, the interest on these huge sums of money alone is quite high."

"I can give you the interest based on the highest interest rate currently offered by the International Monetary Fund." Fang Zuo said with a smile, "As far as I know, the Bank of Japan has only recently adjusted its rate from 0.1% to 0.25%."

"If you calculate it this way, Ms. Mikami Yua still made a lot of money."

"Mr. Fang is wrong." Mikami Yuya shook his head. "I'm a businessman. We can't keep our money in the bank. Of course, we invest it. We can't rely on this to calculate the flow of funds."

"Then Miss Mikami Yuya, please speak directly." Fang Zuo said calmly: "How much compensation do you want?"

"I think you're mistaken, Mr. Fang." Mikami Yuya said, "I can agree to the first thing. As long as we can find out what equipment and patents our Mikami family has, we can transfer them to Mr. Fang, or even give them away as a gift. But the second thing is absolutely not allowed."

Mikami Yuya shook her head: "I will never give up these immortality contracts no matter what!!!"

"Really?" Fang Zuo frowned.

He sneered, "What about your life? You won't even exchange it for yours?"

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Tama Gym Tokyo is located in Daikanyama, Tokyo.

There are not only large gyms with various themes, but also yoga rooms for women.

What makes high-class customers choose this place is that there are various types of luxurious SPAs.

Almost all women in Japan's upper class have membership cards here.

They usually choose their favorite themed yoga or gym, and after exercising, they do a full body SPA to relax.

At this time, we are in a themed gym.

A beautiful woman with tight skin and a slim waist is wearing a white half-vest and doing strength exercises for her lower limbs.

Her little face was lightly made up and she wore bean paste-colored lipstick.

With a high ponytail, she looks very capable.

The plump buttocks were sticking out from the instrument seat.

As she exerted force with her lower limbs, she sometimes collapsed on the chair, and sometimes became round and powerful, stretching out her tight purple gym pants.

She breathed in and out rhythmically, and the curves of her vest also undulated rhythmically.

"Beautiful lady, may I have your LINE contact information?" A muscular young man with biceps as big as his head walked over and asked politely.

The woman stood up and turned to sit on the barbell chair. She turned around and smiled slightly, without saying a word, just looking at the young man.

"Do you need me to help you exercise?" The young man thought he had a chance: "Let me help you. It's too easy to get hurt if you exercise alone."

"Hehehe." The woman laughed so hard that her body shook violently. Suddenly, her expression changed: "Get lost, disappear immediately!"

He stared at the young man with cold eyes.

The cold gaze made the young man shudder, as if someone was holding a knife to his neck.

He left quickly without saying a word.

'Pah pah pah'.

There was applause from the side.

"Hey, our Chief Prosecutor is still as fierce as ever." A woman wearing tight black yoga pants and a half-cut purple tank top walked over. "Still the same, never a friendly face to those who try to flirt with her."

Justice Masayoshi Miura.

She took off her glasses, and compared to the beautiful woman just now, her skin was much whiter and more rosy.

The makeup is also more delicate and heavy.

Under the wild eyebrows that are popular nowadays are two blushes caused by exercise.

Combined with her slightly parted red lips and her breath, it is very suggestive.

She wiped the sweat from her chest and walked forward: "What's up, Sakura-chan? Are you still mad at me? I've been to the Supreme People's Procuratorate to look for you several times, but you've avoided me. Are you determined not to see me anymore?"

The woman glanced at Masami Miura, ignored him, and lay down, lifting dumbbells to exercise her arm strength.

Poker face.

"Kitagawa Sakura, are you really going to do this?" Miura Masami shouted from the side, "It's been so long and you still won't forgive me? I've already explained to you that the family will never accept us. I have no choice."

"Or, were all the things you said to me before a lie?"

"The past is the past." Kitagawa Sakura ignored her and continued to move the dumbbells. "We were both young before and didn't know what we really liked. But luckily you ruined our promise. Otherwise, I really don't know what I would have done."

"You!!!" Justice Miura Masami put on a little woman's expression and stamped her foot. "Then why have you been avoiding me? Don't you want to see me?"

"Miura Masami, from what I know about you, you're such a utilitarian woman. You've come to me suddenly because you need help with something," Kitagawa Sakurano said calmly. "Given your family's influence in Japan's judicial system, there's no need for a mere prosecutor like me to intervene. The Supreme Procuratorate has plenty of your people, so why would I need to see you?"

"Isn't it okay for me to come to you?" Miura Masami snorted coldly, "With so many people, I trust your ability to handle the situation. They all got to where they are today thanks to the connections of my father and grandfather."

"You were the one looking for me, what does it have to do with me?!" Kitagawa Sakurano gently put down the dumbbells, turned around and was about to leave: "Don't look for me in the future, no matter if you have something or not. Our relationship is already in the past. As I said, we were young and ignorant back then."

He left another sentence behind him.

"If you have urgent official business, please first submit an official letter for record according to the procedures."

"You!!!" Masami Miura looked at Kitagawa Sakurano's back as she was about to leave, with an angry look on her face.

Reluctantly, he clenched his hands tightly.

Masami Miura suddenly thought of something, bent her slender waist, gritted her teeth and lifted the dumbbells with all her strength.

A 'boom' sound.

Throw it to the ground with great force.

At the same time, he crawled on the ground in a wrestling posture and made an "ouch" sound.

Kitagawa Sakurano heard the voice and looked back.

Frowning, he turned around and crossed his arms over his chest: "How are you? Are you okay?"

But the woman who he thought was exhausted after the fall slowly got up, bent over, stuck out her buttocks, and looked back at him.

He smiled proudly and said, "See, I knew you were still the same as before. Come and hold my waist and lead me in exercise."

Chapter 269 Mikami Yua is humiliated

"I knew you still cared about me." Masami Miura bit her lower lip and pouted her buttocks wrapped in yoga pants, waiting for Hojo Sakurana.

This is how she used to help me shape my body, living and exercising together.

The two studied law together at the University of Tokyo and shared a common disdain for men.

Although it was confirmed as she said, that everyone was young at that time and just needed each other's company, the good memories of the past still made her look forward to it.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

Before she could feel the familiar little hands supporting her waist, she was slapped hard on her right buttock.

She was beaten so hard that she couldn't stand and almost fell out.

The force was so strong that one could clearly feel the buttocks still swinging back and forth.