The first time I came to Mitsui's villa, it was at night, and I had been sitting in the car to the door, so Yan Murong didn't see the surrounding environment clearly, only to find out this time that the location of Mitsui's family was similar to his location in Repulse Bay, Hong Kong, all of which belonged to the top villa area, and there were many manor-style villas of different sizes around.

When a Rolls-Royce arrived at the gate of Mitsui's house under the protection of two Mercedes-Benz off-road, he saw that there were already many people standing at the door of the villa, all of whom were reporters carrying long guns and short guns. Seeing three cars coming, regardless of whether they could photograph people or not, the flash lights flashed into a single and slapped at the car.

"What's going on?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"I arranged it." Toshiaki Mitsui said apologetically. "Please don't be surprised by Mr. Yan, I also want to take this opportunity to resolve the current crisis for the Mitsui family."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, you've given me the money, and I should cooperate with you, is the customer God."

Yan Murong was polite, and his heart was full of happiness, thinking, let's find it, the more reporters, the better, this kid is quite cooperative.

When the three cars drove over, a group of reporters immediately surrounded them, and the flashing lights of the long guns and short guns were aimed at the car Yan Murong was sitting in, and there were many people holding the microphone and muttering in their mouths, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Mr. Yan, look, can you go down for an interview?" Mitsui Toshiaki looked at Yan Murong expectantly.

"No problem." Yan Murong nodded and said.

"Thank you so much." Mitsui Toshiaki said happily, then took out the phone and dialed out, and after a while, the door of the villa opened from the inside, and then, more than two dozen bodyguards wearing black suits and sunglasses and air headsets on their ears walked out of the villa, surrounded the Rolls-Royce, and stopped the reporters outside to confirm the safety, before a bodyguard came over and pulled the car door, and said a few words to Mitsui Toshiaki respectfully.

"Mr. Yan, shall we go down?" Toshiaki Mitsui said.

"Let's go down then." Yan Murong looked at the little snake, and when he saw that the little snake didn't refuse, he pushed the car door and walked down.

"Click-"

As soon as I got out of the car, the flashing lights flashed again, and the dazzling light was dazzling, and people couldn't even open their eyes.

Yan Murong subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, thinking to himself, no wonder those celebrities wear sunglasses no matter where they go day or night, and while avoiding the paparazzi, they are also afraid of being blinded by the flashing lights.

The flash flashed, and the group of reporters who had just been stopped by the bodyguards suddenly surrounded again, and the island Chinese with various accents chattered non-stop, and Yan Murong listened to it in the clouds, and he couldn't understand a word at all.

It has been said that one woman is equal to five hundred ducks. Yan Murong thought that one reporter was equal to five thousand ducks, which was far superior in terms of quantity and quality.

"I'm Toshiaki Mitsui."

Toshiaki Mitsui walked out of the car, looked at the group of reporters, waved his hand, and said loudly. "I invited you here, so I hope you don't quarrel, ask questions one by one, and ask you quiet."

As soon as Mitsui's voice fell, the group of reporters really quieted down. No matter what, the Mitsui family is the first family in the island country, and although Toshiaki Mitsui has not completely taken over Masao Mitsui's position, his status is really not low.

How else to say that power and money are good things - when a person's money and power reach a certain height, even these uncrowned kings dare not offend casually, and can only be honest, and they will listen to what people say.

The bodyguard standing at the front made a way, and Toshiaki Mitsui walked over, looked at the reporter who had calmed down and said. "In the past few days, everyone has known about the head of my Mitsui family, that is, my father Mitsui Masao, but I want to say that I don't know who spread the news, but I have invited a miracle doctor, and I have already made a preliminary diagnosis for my father yesterday, and it is determined that the disease is not caused by mental problems, and there is a great certainty that it will be cured."

As soon as Toshiaki Mitsui spoke, the group of reporters immediately became chaotic again, and they all pointed the microphone at Toshiaki Mitsui and quarreled.

Toshiaki Mitsui raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling the reporters to calm down before continuing. "Mr. Yan can answer your questions, but because of the limited time, you can only ask three questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young male reporter stood up, pointed the microphone at Yan Murong, and asked in Huaxia, which was not very fluent. "This gentleman, are you the doctor invited by Mr. Toshiaki Mitsui?"

"Yes." Yan Murong smiled reservedly and shouted. "Next."

"Uh-"

The reporter was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Toshiaki Mitsui said that he could only ask three questions, and his question was basically the same as not asking, and while he was depressed, he was also subjected to the big eyes and complaints of countless peers. So, the flash flashed wildly again, but this time the subject of the shot was not Yan Murong or Mitsui Toshiaki, but a little snake in a black tight leather coat standing next to Yan Murong.

Lang asked a question, so let's just take a few more pictures of beautiful women - how beautiful this beauty is, much more beautiful than those 'movie stars' in our country, and then look at the leather coat, or the queen's dress.

"Mr. Yan, can you easily reveal the condition of the head of the Mitsui family? Also, you're so young and you don't have any medical equipment with you, I'm concerned about what you're going to do with it. A female reporter stood up and asked.

"A person can only ask one question, and you asked two of them this time, is it considered a foul?" Yan Murong smiled and made a joke before saying. "But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll answer your question."

"First of all, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, and I have already diagnosed the cause of the patient yesterday, so my treatment method is also very simple, which is to use acupuncture and moxibustion of Chinese medicine to treat. Chinese medicine is magical, of course, I am not saying that Western medicine is bad, but in some fields, Western medicine has the advantages of Western medicine, and Chinese medicine also has the advantages of Chinese medicine. After a pause, he continued. As for the condition, I think it is within the scope of personal privacy, and it is inconvenient for me to disclose it, next. ”

"Hello Mr. Yan, I am a reporter from the Tokyo Evening News, may I ask, are you from our island country?" A male reporter asked.

Hearing this question, the smile on Yan Murong's face retracted, straightened his collar, his body was also straight, he looked at the reporter with a serious face, and pointed to himself and asked rhetorically. "Look at me, take a good look, you see that I am so handsome, handsome, tall and mighty, may I be from an island country? -- I can tell you about this very responsibly. ”

Yan Murong said proudly. "I'm from Huaxia!"