At the same time, in a corner of Tokyo, Japan, in a bar, Rambosky was reporting something to the other end of the phone, and at the end, he hung up the phone and showed a smug smile, "Lonan, vice referee, hum, this time I want you to stay in Japan forever!" ”

Shi Zhong's idea is very simple, he got Yun Cong Ya, so if Yuan Ye wants to get Yun Cong Ya, he naturally needs to redeem it with a sum of money that is enough to satisfy him, the Japanese are very rich, and they are full of confidence in this Shi Zhong.

Shi Zhong tasted the wine quietly, and when he saw the expression of the field, Shi Zhong was not surprised, he was not surprised, but he was going to be surprised.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from a corner of the bar, and Shi Zhong looked at it, but it was a few lewd men who had drunk a little too much who were flirting with a girl, looking at her outfit, she should be working in the bar, the so-called wine girl.

Shi Zhong naturally knows something about the special culture of Japan, and it is not surprising that such a thing happens in a bar, and the Japanese are guys with particularly developed hormones in the lower body.

Something was being torn over there, and Shi Zhong admired it like a monkey, but soon he noticed that something was wrong, his senses were particularly sensitive, and he heard the Chinese cry for help from the girl's mouth.

Chinese?

Shi Zhong was stunned, and immediately put down the wine glass, if it is a Japanese, Shi Zhong has no sympathy overflowing, but for the Chinese, but also a Chinese girl, Shi Zhong naturally cannot stand by, although usually there is no overflow of patriotic feelings, but the most basic national consciousness is still there.

Shi Zhong strode over, and it happened that a Japanese man "Yaga" wanted to wave and slap the girl. Shi Zhong's hand was quick and grasped the Japanese man's hand firmly.

"Sir, don't you think Japan is a country with laws?"

"Bagaya Road!" Two other Japanese men saw Shi Zhong as a Chinese speaker. Immediately angry, in their eyes, the Chinese can live in Tokyo is already a fluke. He dared to meddle in his affairs, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and with the effect of alcohol, his blood suddenly surged, and he picked up the wine bottle and greeted Shi Zhong.

Suddenly, there were one or two exclamations around, but more often, screams full of excitement. Most of the people who come to the bar are looking for excitement, so they naturally like this kind of scene very much, and I wish someone had ordered this bar now, of course, they would definitely be able to escape.

"Smack!"

The predicted scene was not discovered, because two of Fujiwara's subordinates had already come to the side and stopped the two drunks from acting. Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but be overwhelmed, and a good scene was messed up like this.

"Vomit"

The two drunks suddenly bowed their bodies, vomiting a large amount of filth from their mouths, and the expressions on their faces were extremely painful. Coupled with the effect of alcohol, I want to vomit my whole stomach.

"Boom"

The atmosphere that had calmed down in the audience broke out again, and many people whistled and made a sound in their mouths, but Fujiwara's two subordinates were not affected by these sounds, and their hands rose and fell, beating the two drunks to the ground and couldn't get up, and the other drunk who was molesting the girl saw that the situation was not right, and changed color a little, and immediately shouted: "Yaga, what are you?" Unexpectedly"

However, before he finished speaking, he felt a little cold in his neck, looked down, and saw a touch of snow shining in his eyes, and then a calm Japanese came from his ears: "No matter how dare you say a word, let your head be different!" ”

"Don't vomit!" The Japanese drunk hurriedly said, and then, decisively, he was hit in the abdomen, bowed and vomited, fortunately Fujiwara dodged fast enough, so as not to be splashed like his two subordinates. …,

The drunk man was retching painfully on the ground, he didn't know why his compatriots would fight against him for the sake of a Chinese, shouldn't the Yamato nation be a friendly nation?

"Boss, you" Fujiwara was about to ask Shi Zhong if he was okay, waved his hand, and said to the frightened girl, "Are you okay?" Don't come to this kind of place in the future, although you make a lot of money, but you know the risks! ”

"Uh-huh, thank you!" The girl hung her head and nodded her head constantly, obviously frightened and not yet reacting from the situation.

That girl actually looks quite good, but unfortunately the shape is too thick, it can be seen that this girl's age should not be very old, not more than 23 years old, Shi Zhong sighed secretly, and said, "You are here to study in Japan, right?" ”

The girl looked up at Shi Zhong in surprise, a little shy: "Yes! "Apparently this girl has not been completely assimilated, not to the point of shamelessness, knowing that selling alcohol in a bar is not a decent job, and she is still an international student.

"I'm short of money!" The girl gritted her teeth and said something as low as a mosquito, as if she didn't want Shi Zhong to misunderstand her.

"Don't come in the future, come, you have the money!" Shi Zhong felt into his pocket, took out a stack of US dollars from the space ring, estimated to be about a few thousand dollars, and stuffed it into the girl's hand, and that's all he could help, although he knew that his help was insignificant, but Shi Zhong still did it, he couldn't understand why many families in China, and they were not wealthy families, for the so-called "international student" title, tightened their belts and smashed pots to sell iron for their children to go abroad, is it so good abroad?

"I can't ask for this!!" When the girl saw that there was an extra stack of banknotes in her hand, she was so frightened that she quickly shook her head and pushed it away, not daring to accept it.

"I don't mean anything else, you take it, and treat it as if I lent it to you!" Stone Bell Road.

"Can I ask you for your phone number? I don't, I just want to wait for the future to make money and pay it back to you! The girl said weakly, tears staining her smoky makeup, like a panda.

Shi Zhong was helpless, it was so difficult to be a good person, so he said: "Okay, my phone number is 138" He deliberately said quickly, and at the end, he said, "Okay, you go!" ”

After speaking, he walked to his seat, but the girl's voice came from behind him: "138, I wrote it down, thank you, remember my name, my name is Qiu Yu!" ”

Shi Zhong stumbled, almost fell, looked back, but saw the girl walking towards the door, Shi Zhong said to Fujiwara: "Did you just hear my phone number?" ”

"No, it's too fast!" Fujiwara shook his head, his Chinese foundation is okay, but unfortunately the boss's speed of speech just now is too fast, and it feels a bit similar to listening to Chinese Jay Chou's songs.

"Remember it!" Shi Zhong muttered to himself and returned to his seat.

As for the three Japanese drunks, naturally Fujiwara's two subordinates dealt with them and threw them out of the bar like chickens, and no one dared to stop them, because of the momentum shown by the two subordinates

Tough!

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

As soon as Shi Zhong sat down, a young man walked over, clapping his hands, smiling, but showing a completely different temperament, he walked over and said with a smile: "Fujiwara-kun, what a majesty, what a majestic Chinese!" ”

"His Royal Highness Prince Boe, I didn't expect to see such a noble you in such a vulgar place, I am really surprised!" Fujiwara stood up, his tone respectful, but there was no respect on his face.

When the young man heard this, his face changed slightly, but the two subordinates behind the young man suddenly stood up and shouted at Fujiwara: "Presumptuous, in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, you dare to be so perverse!" ”…,

Shi Zhong was holding a wine glass and drinking it himself, just now Fujiwara had already told himself, the young man in front of him was Boi, his grandfather and the cousin of the current emperor, but this Boi was just a gentleman, there was nothing real, and he had conflicts with Fujiwara before, and the center of the contradiction was the granddaughter of Master Harano, Keiko, in Fujiwara's words, Boi was a lazy toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

"How about me, it's not your turn to speak, such an entourage who doesn't know how to be polite, you can see the quality of the master!" Fujiwara Michi.

"You Fujiwara, don't think that I can't help you, just because you are disrespectful to me, I can cure your sin!" Prince Boe shouted.

"Yes, how noble your Royal Highness is, you go back and tell Prince Masahito that I am disrespectful to you, and then punish me, oh. Then Prince Masahito will know that your prince is jealous of me, by the way, it is estimated that some of your great achievements in the past will also be known by his old man, what an interesting thing! Fujiwara said without fear.

"Boe's face froze, he has always shown a young and promising appearance in front of his grandfather, if he knows that he has deceived him for decades, it is estimated that he will be crippled if he does not die, Prince Masahito is notoriously serious, maybe he is really ruthless, and Fujiwara is one of the few people who know Boe, so he can have no fear.

Boi snorted coldly, looked at Shi Zhong, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Although the Fujiwara family has declined, it should at least maintain the integrity that a samurai should have, I didn't expect that the dignified Fujiwara family master would grovel to a despicable Chinese, which is really a loss of face for our Great Japanese Empire!" ”

Fujiwara's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "This Mr. Shi is my friend in business, besides, how my Fujiwara family acts, even if you are the prince of the imperial family, you can't manage it for so long, right?" Our Fujiwara family is in decline, but the royal family doesn't seem to be having a good time, and its influence at the Chrysanthemum Festival seems to have been declining! ”

"Hmph, I hope this Chinese friend of yours can have smooth sailing in Japan!" Boe said viciously, the noble aura that he had just disguised was completely gone, like a little rascal who had fought and met his sworn enemy.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for your kindness, don't send it!" Fujiwara said lukewarmly.

"Let's go!" Boe shook his head and left, but Fujiwara apologized to Shi Zhong and said, "Boss, I really didn't expect that Boe"

"It's fine!" Shi Zhong waved his hand and interrupted, to be honest, in his heart, he really felt that Prince Boi had no weight, and he didn't put him in his heart at all, but he was very curious about the so-called chrysanthemum club, Fujiwara had mentioned it more than once, originally he just thought it was a general association, but he didn't expect it to be able to involve the royal family, it doesn't seem simple. (To be continued)