A room was also allocated at the meeting. Thirty students, three teachers, a total of thirty-three people. Sun and his entourage booked eleven rooms, just three people living in one. He himself lives in a single room on the sixth floor.

Teacher Yuan lives in the same room with Wang Baoshan and the glasses man. Teacher Xing shared a room with two other girls, and the others were free to combine. Of course, the three in Linlin City live in one room.

After the meeting, others took out the luggage they brought and tidied up the room. These three in Linlin City have nothing to sort out, and they are waiting for food while watching TV. If you don't know Japanese, you can't watch regular TV programs. Tune around, only one station is playing an ancient war drama. The frame type is Japan's own antiquity. The war was fierce, infantry, cavalry, knives, guns, bows and arrows were all in battle, and the blood of the direct killing was like a river of suns and moons.

War movies, it doesn't matter if you understand the language or not, just watch it lively. Just watched the episode of Addiction and it ended. Sun Buwu took the remote control to find the station like flipping through a book, and he said: "Little Japan is worthy of being our life-and-death rival, huh?" Even the virtues of TV stations are the same, what is this called when a TV series is half-intercepted? ”

Zhang Qiusheng didn't care about Sun Buwu, he had to hurry to eat, and there was still very important work to do in the evening. The investment department gave him a map of Tokyo. After the TV remote control was taken away by Sun Buwu, Zhang Qiusheng looked down at the map to study the night's actions.

There are five red circles marked on the map, which are the four largest securities companies in Japan at that time, namely Ganger, Lizhuang, Metaka and Xiaohe, and the Japanese branch of Shoumu Qidanhe. The investment department didn't say anything, but Zhang Qiusheng knew what he was going to do.

After eating, Zhang Qiusheng lay on the bed and thought that he didn't understand finance at all. The only thing that can help the investment department is to eavesdrop on the information of these companies and then hand them over to the investment department for analysis.

What about these devices? There is no money on him, so there are only a few steel hammers left or RMB. Li Mantun and Sun Buwu don't have any money, and even if they do, it's not much, and it's the same RMB, and their dollars were given to Shi Yingying by themselves.

Alas, this problem of extravagance must be corrected. And you must leave a way back for yourself when doing things. Yesterday, Uncle Sun gave 9,000, and 1,000 should be kept. Why did you send it all away without thinking about it at the time?

If you have a thousand dollars in your hand now, it's almost the same as buying a handheld camera and a tape recorder, right? People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries! People have front and back eyes, rich and rich for thousands of years!

Sun Buwu changed a TV channel every three to five seconds on average, which made Zhang Qiusheng upset, and he didn't even regret taking the medicine. Finally, I asked again, Li Mantun and Sun Buwu really have no money on them? Yes! Both goods answered at the same time. One has two hundred and one has one hundred and five, but they are all RMB.

Sun Buwu asked: "Lao Zhang, are you short of money?" There's no shortage of food or drink here, and there's no need to worry about the lack of money, right? Zhang Qiusheng didn't bother to explain, opened the window and jumped in. has been discussed with Li Mantun and Sun Buwu, and the task at night will be completed by Zhang Qiusheng alone. Li and Sun stayed in case Wang Baoshan made rounds.

Although the teacher's room is at the top of the stairs, he guards the strategic place where he can't open it. But according to Wang Baoshan's suspicious virtue, he must make rounds at night. Buddy has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders and has to spend energy to deal with this kind of villain, and he feels very wronged when he thinks about it. If it weren't for Wang Baoshan, how good would it be if the brothers came out together to talk and laugh and do things?

Winter darkens early, and now it's less than six o'clock or seven o'clock, and the streets are brightly lit and full of pedestrians. Zhang Qiusheng strolls through the streets of Tokyo with his hands in his pockets and appreciates this exotic night. In the early 90s, except for the coastal areas, inland cities in China were very deserted at night, how could Tokyo be so prosperous?

However, Zhang Qiusheng was a man from the 21st century, when the prosperity of some of China's second-tier cities, or the prosperity of the main streets at night, was no less than that of Tokyo at this time.

Zhang Qiusheng forked into a remote street, trying to find somewhere to get some money. This place must be very rich, and if you lose a little, you won't be reduced to the point of having nothing to eat. In addition to petty theft on the busy street, it is not very convenient to commit crimes.

It must be admitted that Japan is a very delicate nation. The small street where Zhang Qiusheng was strolling was as clean as if it had just been washed with water. Evergreen vines are crawling on the walls of every house, the street lamps glow softly, and the silence all around makes you feel like you're in a world-famous city.

Zhang Qiusheng wandered around and wondered what it was like to hear that Tokyo was not a good city to live in Japan, so what about those Japanese cities that were called livable. Then I thought, Japanese people like to be quiet, Chinese like to be lively, it's just a different personality, can't you say which character is better?

Shaking his head, Zhang Qiusheng struggled to get these thoughts out of his mind. I'm not a philosopher or a sociologist, so why do I think about all this uselessness? Dinner must have been eaten at home, right? Dinner at their house was always late, because they had to wait until their mother or sister came home from school. Oh, no. Now that it's winter vacation, my sister may have made dinner very early at home, but I'm afraid I've already eaten it now.

Zhang Qiusheng imagined that his grandmother was probably watching TV now. Grandpa always cleaned up here and cleaned up there. Some of the bad things in the house were repaired by my grandfather himself.

What about Mom? Mom is really hard to say. Probably preparing for a lesson. Mom has a lot of classes to prepare, including almost every subject in secondary school, because she can't tell which student will ask her what questions. She even has to prepare for dance and music classes, and she believes that art can cultivate students' temperament.

Qiutong went to the capital. What about my sister? My sister must be reading, but the question is what book is she reading? My sister has a wide range of interests and wants to learn everything. However, I have recently become obsessed with acoustics, probably reading books or materials about acoustics.

This is still to tell Sister Sù about the boundary gods, especially how the gods create illusions and how to control or guide people's moods, etc. My sister became obsessed with acoustics.

My sister thinks that since it can make people have negative feelings, then it can also make people have positive, healthy, and positive feelings. When I was at home, my sister dragged me into the square inch small building, and also forced myself to study together.

What kind of results did my sister's research achieve? I don't know at all.,I'm afraid that my sister will pull me to study together, so I never ask.。 My sister has always been serious and careful in her work, unlike herself who is often superficial.

What about Lin Ling? What is Lin Ling doing now? Zhang Qiusheng shook his head again, trying to drive Lin Ling's image out of his mind. Seems to be Plato's words, right? He said that the human soul was originally whole, but when it entered the human body, it became two halves, one half forever chasing the other half.

Since Lin Ling has her own other half, or her other half is not herself. Why should I still be thinking about it? Let's just think of her as my own sister, the sister born to a mother, and I grew up with her on the milk of the same mother.

Oh no, it's supposed to be my sister. Lin Ling is two months older than me. Since then, Lin Ling has been the same as Erya and Xiang Mei, everyone is a good brother and sister, and I have eaten the same mother's milk with them.

Zhang Qiusheng's nose was sour. He shook his head vigorously and tried his best to think of something else. In fact, I have also eaten the milk of Changqing, Ah Jian, and Shunzi's mothers, their mothers are all my mothers, we are all good brothers, why do you always think about those girls?

Let it go, take a step back, and the world is wide. From now on, the sea is wide and the fish leaps into the sky and the birds fly, I want to soak all the beauties in the world, I want to-

A Lincoln came silently in the back. Zhang Qiusheng ignored it, China's magnates have nothing to do with him, let alone Japan's magnates. The iron door of the craft one step ahead was also quietly opened, and Zhang Qiusheng still went his own way, not caring at all about whether others had a way to go.

Lincoln's six doors opened at the same time, and the two men ran to one of the doors as if to pick someone inside out of the car. A tall man ran to Zhang Qiusheng's side, and without speaking, he just pushed him away.

Zhang Qiusheng stumbled and fell next to the car door. But he immediately got up and glared angrily at the big man who had pushed him. The big man in the car came down, and Zhang Qiusheng happened to block the way again. Another big man grabbed him by the arm and threw him against the wall. The little middle school student looked helpless in the face of the powerful force, and instinctively paddled his hands in the air to maintain his balance.

Zhang Qiusheng's hand swiped towards the big man, but the big man stopped and didn't let him grasp it. Zhang Qiusheng took advantage of the situation and rowed towards a relatively weak person next to the big man, but this person flashed slightly and didn't let him catch it.

Zhang Qiusheng sadly hit the wall, and then fell down the wall and rolled down on the flower bed and collapsed to the ground. A qiē is so natural, just like a dead leaf is bound to be blown to the corner by the wind.

But then it was Lincoln's turn to mourn.

When the weak man went to the car to get his bag, he found that the bag that was still there was missing. He hurriedly searched for himself, although it was impossible to fit such a large bag. But isn't that what people do when they're in a hurry? Of course, he didn't have a bag on him, not only did he not have the briefcase he was looking for, but even his wallet was missing.

Zhang Qiusheng seemed to have been thrown miserably, lying on the wall and unable to get up. But at this time, no one paid attention to him, and everyone was busy looking for bags. But you can't just look for bags, and the more you look for them, the fewer they are. The two big men found that their wallets were gone, as were the big guys' own wallets.

It's not too late, it's only seven o'clock now, is it so early to meet a ghost? These people rummaged through the car and found nothing. Big shots, followers, and bodyguards look at each other, you look at me, I look at you, big eyes and small eyes roll their eyes. Then the big man spoke and the weak man replied.