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

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idiot.

Do these guys really want to laugh at themselves?

Forget it, let’s just go. At most, you’ll laugh at me behind my back, which is better than laughing in front of me.

Jingzi Minamikawa made up her mind and walked out of the bathroom.

"Minamikawa Keiko!"

A group of classmates just happened to come into the hotel outside the door.

They gathered around.

Minamikawa Keiko greeted him with a wry smile.

Ikawa Masuda looked at Keiko Minamikawa who was surrounded by everyone, and felt a sense of twisted regret in his heart.

This radiant woman is becoming more and more beautiful.

Every time I see her professionalism on TV, my heart is filled with passion.

If I hadn't been so impatient back then, I probably would have pinned her down.

Let her wear the host uniform and black stockings...

Not only me, but every man in Tokyo thinks so.

Someone nearby waved their arms.

Wake up Ikawa Masuda from his fantasy.

His girlfriend Bai Huizi was staring at him fiercely.

After a cold snort, Bai Huizi twisted her waist and went forward.

"Arigato, Minamikawa Keiko, are you really here alone?"

This woman's appearance always made her jealous.

"Why? I heard that the men pursuing you are lined up all the way to the main page. Don't you think you are interested in so many outstanding men?"

Bai Huizi sneered, "Or are the rumors I heard in Waseda true? Then I feel so sorry for you."

Jingzi Minamikawa's heart tightened, and she was about to say the reason she had prepared, that her boyfriend couldn't come because of something.

But suddenly a familiar figure appeared, no, it was an unforgettable figure.

He was staggering out of the elevator.

Still looking lazy.

......

Yingkong Kurumi is more attached to Fang Zuo than any other girl in love.

No matter what Fang Zuo does.

Yingkong Kurumi hooked her hands around Fang Zuo's neck.

Legs tightly clamped.

She curled up in Fang Zuo's arms and refused to come down.

After discussing how to deal with the old dog demon's body.

Fang Zuo came to the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo after being kissed by Yingkong Kurumi with reluctance to part.

Still in the executive room upstairs.

Fang Zuo respectfully took the notarized documents and other documents from the bald old man.

A group of executives from the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo bowed 90 degrees to Fang Zuo.

From this moment on, Fang Zuo is their new boss.

The Mitsui Group, which owns all the shares of the Tokyo Imperial Hotel and some other small shareholders, has also dealt with them all.

Everyone wanted to stick their butts out higher so that the young boss would notice them.

"Nothing changes. It's the same as before."

Fang Zuo didn't have time to listen to them slowly introduce who they were.

I believe the bald old man had already trained him.

"Hi!" all the executives shouted in unison, bowing deeply.

No one dared to raise their body in front of the new boss.

"Guest, this is the cash divided into three bank cards. The remaining part will need to wait for a while."

The bald old man handed over another envelope.

Fang Zuo nodded, took it, and didn't ask how much was inside.

I got off the elevator and went to the first floor, and was about to go see Hebei Cai'e.

Suddenly a fragrant breeze blew towards me.

A pair of soft arms wrapped around herself.

No bra, just breast stickers.

You can clearly feel that there is no sponge.

"Why did you come just now?" Nanchuan Jingzi took Fang Zuo's arm and said coquettishly.

Then he whispered in Fang's ear: "Help me, pretend to be my boyfriend."

Without waiting for Fang Zuo to speak, he pulled Fang Zuo's arm and walked in front of everyone.

"This is my boyfriend Fujino."

Masuda Ikawa narrowed his eyes and stepped forward. "Konikiwa, sir, where do you work?"

Looking at Fang Zuo's wrinkled suit and shirt, he sneered in his heart.

Fang Zuo frowned and stared at Nanchuan Jingzi.

Minamikawa Keiko quickly said, "My boyfriend is a police officer."

"Police officer? Miss Keiko Minamikawa, are you looking for a police officer based on your conditions?" Masuda Ikawa smiled happily.

All the other students also laughed softly and echoed Masuda Ikawa.

Seeing such a dazzling beauty like Minamikawa Keiko, it seems that her boyfriend is not very satisfactory.

All of her classmates who once looked up to her felt some pleasure.

Fang Zuo was confused for a moment and had no time to play childish games with him.

Just as I was about to leave, the softness wrapped around my arm suddenly became tighter and even trembled slightly.

Nanchuan Jingzi's face turned pink. When she realized that Fang Zuo wanted to leave, she hugged his arm tightly with a pleading look.

"My name is Ikkawa Masuda." Ikkawa extended his hand in a friendly manner. "My family owns a small stake in the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo."

Chapter 51 The mysterious man!

Keiko Minamikawa was a little angry.

The little face turned red.

It’s not because everyone laughed at her, but because she was angry about why they laughed at Fang Zuo?

Is it not okay for the police officers?

What's more, these people have no idea what Fang Zuo is capable of.

Although she has always done extremely well in all aspects, she is also very proud of herself.

But he is not very good at quarreling and bickering.

Looking at Ikawa Masuda's arrogant hand reaching out, Keiko Minamikawa felt a little regretful. How could she have forgotten that he was a member of the Mitsui Group family?

This will make him feel proud again.

"Shares?" Fang Zuo was stunned.

He did not shake the hand that Ikawa Masuda extended.

Didn’t that bald old man transfer all his shares to me?

how?

You still dare to lie to me?

Just as Masuda Ikawa was looking impatient and sneering as he retracted his right hand, about to continue mocking him.

The elevator door opened and the bald old man walked out, followed by several hotel executives.

After handing over all the materials upstairs, they followed Fang Zuo to see him off.

They all bowed 90 degrees and respectfully escorted Fang Zuo into the elevator alone.

Then these people took the next elevator and followed down.

Fang Zuo waved his hand, and the group of people hurriedly trotted over to Fang Zuo.

"Hey! What do you want me to do for you, sir?" the bald old man said respectfully.

"This guy said he owns shares in this hotel?" Fang Zuo said expressionlessly, "What? Are you kidding me?"

"How is that possible! There's absolutely no such thing. All the documents are here." The bald old man waved his hands hurriedly: "In order to protect your privacy, we even applied for a privacy agreement from the government."

When the bald old man heard Fang Zuo's light words, the black heart inside his clothes almost exploded with fright.

He received news from various sources immediately about everything that happened last night.

The entire clan of the demon king of Baizang Mountain near Tokyo was wiped out.

The murderer was so skilled and vicious that no Yin-Yang master or great demon could deduce any clues.

Just like the fifth-day man, his breath disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Wait, a fifth-day being? Could it be that...

The more the bald old man looked at Fang Zuo, the more he felt that he looked like the legendary murderer.

It's obviously the same person.

He swallowed and squinted his eyes as he walked towards the young man who looked like a member of the Mitsui family.

I was so angry that I wanted to kill him on the spot.

"Which branch of the Mitsui Group are you from? Do you recognize this?" The bald old man walked up to Ikawa Masuda and took out an ancient family emblem.

It is engraved with exquisite gentian patterns.

Masuda Ikawa looked at the ancient family crest, his eyes became frightened, and he hurriedly bowed 90 degrees.

"Hi! I'm from the Masuda family, the Furuno branch, and I'm here to pay my respects to you, old man."

"Snapped."

The bald old man slapped Masuda Ikawa hard.

'Boom. '

Ikawa Masuda was beaten to the ground.

Face down.

Like plowing the smooth marble floor, he slid a long distance.

Draw out a wide blood bar.

There was blood at the corners of Masuda Ikawa's mouth, nose and forehead from friction.

Embarrassed.