Episode 172 Mr. Nakamura

The group only played for most of the day, and at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, they began to pack their luggage.

Akane Kubo Momo and Kikuchi Enka returned to Tokyo, and Hanazawamaki returned to Osaka.

As for Absolon and Catherine, they followed Zheng Ke back to Junketing, stayed for a few days, and then flew directly to France.

Zheng Ke and the Duran brothers and sisters had just entered the Junke Pavilion when they saw the waiter hanging a banner in the living room. Ruishan saw Zheng Ke coming in, and hurriedly walked over, "I found you more than a dozen magazines, and I will interview you later." ”

"Ten...... More than a dozen?" The muscles on Zheng Ke's face twitched a few times, and he looked at Ruishan in embarrassment, "You can't have a little less?"

"Nonsense, I'm working so hard, isn't it still for you and Brother Wu?" Ruishan Zhizu was also immediately angry.

Zheng Ke really can't refute Ruishan Ezuya.

Absolon's eyes lit up, and he secretly stabbed Zheng Ke in the back, "Ruishan's words, what do you mean?"

Seeing Absolon smiling evilly, Zheng Ke almost spit out his saliva, obviously a handsome guy who looks quite normal, how can he be so 'sword seller'.

"Where do you want to go, this is a friend's restaurant, I'm just a technology shareholder. ”

"I know, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously...... Ahh

Absolon hurriedly screamed, looked at his arm with a flushed face, a piece of flesh was already pinched red, and glanced back at Catherine, but saw her snort coldly and turned her head.

I didn't say anything, did I?

Absolon looked confused.

Zheng Ke asked Ruishan Ezuzu to find a room for Catherine and Absolon, and he followed a dozen reporters to say hello and be interviewed.

Because of the large number of interviews, the time taken was longer than expected. By the time a dozen reporters walked out of the conference room, the sky had darkened.

"Huh, after this round of publicity, the reputation of Junketing should also be played. Zheng Ke looked at the reporter who entered the elevator and stretched.

After being nervous for more than half a month, he suddenly became idle, which made Zheng Ke a little uncomfortable.

However, it feels good to have two days of leisure once in a while. Especially in Kanagawa, there are many memories of Zheng Ke.

Although he hadn't been here before, Kanagawa was the filming location for "Slam Dunk". If you have time, it's also good to visit these places. In a few days, the autumn qualifiers will open, and the Asian competition will start soon, so I guess there will be even less time, right?

That's a pretty good plan.

Zheng Ke and Duran brothers and sisters simply had dinner and told them that he was going to see the filming location of "Slam Dunk" tomorrow, but he didn't expect to get the support of two people immediately.

"Where was 'Slam Dunk' filmed?" Absolon said in surprise.

"Have you seen this comic?"

"yes, it's true. It's closer to reality than The Prince of Tennis. Absolon nodded.

"The Prince of Tennis"? That looks, it's really bluffing.

Zheng Ke has a black line.

"So, let's rest early today, and tomorrow, we'll go to those attractions. Zheng Ke proposed.

After making an appointment with the two of them, Zheng Ke also returned to the room, took a shower, and prepared to watch TV for a while and rest early.

Zheng Ke had just poured a cup of tea and sat on a chair, when he heard someone knocking on his door before the TV could be turned on.

"Who?"

"I, Master Zheng, can you open the door first?"

This voice was so familiar, but Zheng Ke couldn't remember where he had heard it.

He frowned, but stood up anyway, and through the doormirror, he saw a familiar face.

Kawaguchi: What's the matter with him?

Despite the doubts in his heart, Zheng Ke still opened the door.

"Mr. Kawaguchi, may I ask what is the matter with you?" Zheng Ke looked at Kawaguchi in front of him curiously.

Since the last time they separated from each other in the Court of Colored Leaves, the two have never crossed paths, and Zheng Ke will not believe that Kawaguchi in front of him will run to him for no reason.

"Congratulations on your qualification for the-blue, Asia. Kyotake Kawaguchi smiled.

"Thank you. Zheng Ke smiled and nodded slightly, "Do you want to come into the house and sit?"

"Nope. Kawaguchi Kyotake waved his hand again and again, "I'm looking for you, in fact, there is one thing." ”

Kawaguchi Kyotake rubbed his hands, but his eyes were fixed on Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke was a little puzzled by Kawaguchi Jingwu, "If it's a business matter, it's best to find Brother Wu, it's really not good, you can also discuss it with Ruishan, I don't know much about this." ”

"It's not about business, it's about cooking. Kyotake Kawaguchi hurriedly waved his hand.

"Cooking?" Zheng Ke touched his chin, even more unaware of Kawaguchi Kyotake's intentions.

"Do you have time now? There are some things that I can't say clearly. However, there is one person who wants to see you now, and he is in this hotel. ”

"See me?"

Seeing the mysterious appearance of Kawaguchi Jingwu God, Zheng Ke felt more and more suspicious, thinking about whether to see that person.

"Don't worry, I just wanted to discuss the concept of cooking with you, and it won't be too long. Besides, this is Junke Pavilion, what are you worried about?" Kawaguchi Kyotake hurriedly assured.

Zheng Ke thought for a while, this is indeed the truth, and there is nothing wrong with meeting the person he wants to talk about, "I still have something to do tomorrow, and I must rest early today, so it's best not to delay too much." ”

"Rest assured, it will be fine soon. Kawaguchi Kyotakeki smiled.

Zheng Ke followed Kawaguchi Kyotake to the elevator and came to the presidential suite on the top floor.

"Mr. Nakamura, Master Zheng is here. Kyotake Kawaguchi knocked on the door.

"Ask him to come in. "A very magnetic voice came from the room.

"Master Zheng, please come in. Kyotake Kawaguchi pushed the door open.

Zheng Ke frowned slightly, and became more and more unable to understand what Kawaguchi Kyotake wanted to do, and entered the room uneasily.

The room was dim, and the orange-yellow light paved the room with a layer of gold, which made Zheng Ke uncomfortable, and he still liked a brighter place.

"You're Zheng Ke, right?"

Just as Zheng Ke was looking at the room, a person sitting on the sofa got up from his seat and looked at Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke also retracted his gaze and looked at the person who was talking to him.

This person, dressed in a dark-colored bathrobe, was about thirty years old, with sharp eyes and a cold face, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling, and in the thick black hair, a strand of white hair was particularly harsh.

"May I ask who you are ......" Zheng Ke's gaze finally fell on the face of this middle-aged man, no matter how he looked at it, it was a little familiar.

"Nakamura thistle, you can call me Mr. Nakamura. The man's smile was sinister.