Shen Zhenghui woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, he understood his own shortcomings, sometimes he didn't know moderation when he was interested, just because he drank a cocktail and thought it was delicious, he completely regarded it as a drink, and the result was impressive! However, this wine is not on the top, which can be regarded as a plus. Shen Zhenghui opened his eyes, looked around, and recognized that this was not the place where he lived, and then took a closer look and found that this place he knew, it was the home of Fukuda Mitsumi who lived at the beginning. Although he doesn't quite remember how he got here, since he has already arrived here, he has nothing to worry about, and Shen Zhenghui didn't touch his wallet and mobile phone to see if he was there.

"You even helped me undress!" Seeing that he was sleeping on the bed with only **, Shen Zhenghui was a little embarrassed, put on the clothes hanging aside, and then prepared to go to the living room to find some water to drink, but he didn't realize that he actually had a bottle of mineral water next to his pillow, but even so, he would probably go out under the pretext of drinking hot water. Looking at the time, it was just over one o'clock, and Shen Zhenghui didn't sleep long.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I heard a man's somewhat annoyed voice from the living room, "So you are determined to talk to that Chinese?" ”

"We're just partners." This is the voice of Mitsumi Fukuda.

"Partner?" Listening carefully to what seemed to be Niichiro Kuroshima, he began to sneer, "You're a little too nice to your partner, aren't you?" ”

"It's for a common goal," Mitsumi Fukuda replied earnestly, "and you've seen the effect." ”

As if he was barely suppressing his anger, Kinichiro Kuroshima said in a tone that was difficult to suppress his anger but pretended to be calm, "Mitsumi, I see everything you did, what did that Chinese do?" Almost all of them are borrowed from our resources in Japan, and aren't we doing all the things that make movies and make movies? ”

"I did it," Mitsumi Fukuda said earnestly, "and I think you have a misunderstanding of his role, and I can't do it by myself and us alone." ”

Shen Zhenghui heard the voice of Richiro Kuroshima standing up angrily, "What foundation does he have in Japan?" How many people does he know? The companies and enterprises he wants to buy, to make movies, to make cartoons, all depend on us -- we can do it in Japan, and no matter how much he thinks in Japan, he is just a Chinese with no roots, and can earn money for food by himself? Not to mention that he can't stay in China's big 6 anymore! ”

Mitsumi Fukuda's voice was still calm, "What the hell do you want to say?" ”

"I think," said Niichiro Kuroshima unceremoniously, "that kicking him out will have no impact on our business." ”

"It has an impact on my career."

Listening to Renichiro Kuroshima's tone, he seemed to be going crazy, "You just want to give hundreds of billions of assets to that guy?" ”

"Not so much." Mitsumi Fukuda responded, "And it's not a gift, it's what he deserves." ”

Shen Zhenghui couldn't help but chuckle.

After being silent for a long time, Niichiro Kuroshima said, "You really still have a crush on that person, but what's the use?" Isn't he with that actress? ”

"You also read gossip newspapers?"

"It's a fact!"

"This fact doesn't matter to me." Shen Zhenghui, who was eavesdropping on the side, felt very embarrassed, and he closed the door gently, leaving only a crack.

"Mitsumi!" Kuroshima Renichiro's tone was full of helplessness.

"Would you like to have a share of this too?" Mitsumi Fukuda asked, "Yes!" ”

"Mitsumi, you know I didn't mean that."

"So what does that mean?" Mitsumi Fukuda's voice sounded interested.

"I've got something to do, let's go!"

"It's so late, I'm resting here, and it's not like there's no room for you anyway."

"No," Kuroshima said, "I'm going to China tomorrow." ”

"So before you leave, you came here to speak ill of the Chinese?"

"Guangmei," the footsteps stopped, "you know what I mean," he continued, "that Chinese we can count his shares into money and give him money, even if it is tens of billions, and let him go back to his China." ”

"This is not a calm attitude, if something happens to China's business, you have to deal with it first."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Kuroshima's tone was full of frustration.

"I'll send you!" The footsteps of the two people sounded, and Shen Zhenghui gently closed the door completely.

Two footsteps stopped outside the door.

"Mitsumi," said in a hesitant tone, "I have something to tell you when I come back from China." ”

"Okay." Mitsumi Fukuda said in a light tone.

"I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive tonight, I think it was probably because of the drink."

"Well, men should drink less. Otherwise, it's easy to get into trouble. Shen Zhenghui, who was at the door of the room, felt that this sentence seemed to mean something.

"Sorry, not next time."

"I'm not interested in listening to your drunken talk so late, of course it's best to be sober."

"I'm sorry." Who's in charge of the conversation?

The footsteps finally rang out again.

Shen Zhenghui leaned his head against the wall and thought, Kuroshima Ren was right, his own career in Japan completely relied on Fukuda Mitsumi, if Fukuda Mitsumi was vicious enough, it was completely possible that he would not get a penny and be kicked back to China. However, Shen Zhenghui believes from the bottom of his heart that Mitsumi Fukuda is not such a person, but the reason is that Mitsumi Fukuda has an ambiguous relationship with himself as Kuroshima said, and he himself is not sure.

The footsteps were soft, and by the time Shen Zhenghui reacted and wanted to escape to the bed to pretend to be asleep, Fukuda Mitsumi had already pushed open the door of the room.

"Uh...... I just woke up and was about to go to the living room to pour a glass of water. Shen Zhenghui felt like a second-year teenager who was caught by an adult at reading martial arts novels with a flashlight in the quilt at night.

Mitsumi Fukuda placed the cup in her hand on the table, "Drink," she said, "Warm." ”

Shen Zhenghui then picked up the cup and poured warm water into it to moisten his throat.

"Poisonous!"

Poof! A mouthful of water sprayed on the wall, and Shen Zhenghui coughed breathlessly, "No...... No...... Don't open ...... This kind of joke. ”

Mitsumi Fukuda looked at Shen Zhenghui with a smile, "Cousin Kuroshima came over and said that if I drive you away, the assets of the entire group of hundreds of billions will all be mine-well, his original words are ours." ”

"Of course you wouldn't do that."

"Why?"

"I think you're a good ...... It should be said that he is a conscientious capitalist who stresses faith and righteousness. ”

"Don't you think the term trustworthy and conscientious capitalist is very inconsistent?"

"You mean you were really poisoned?"

"I mean you should drink less, you were startled when you were sent by Sayaka Kuroishi, and thought you should have been taken to the hotel by her."

"You're full of disobedience, aren't you?"

"But what she did made me think she was actually too young and ignorant to continue to cultivate."

"In which direction?"

Mitsumi Fukuda stopped talking and stared at Shen Zhenghui with a serious and stern look in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Putting the cup on the table, Shen Zhenghui raised his eyebrows and asked.

"You should have heard them all, right?"

"Uh...... I should have denied it outright. Shen Zhenghui clapped his hands.

"Alright, work well for me, if you can't please me, you'll be penniless." Mitsumi Fukuda shook her head and said, reaching out and taking the glass.

"I have assets myself, both in Japan and in China." Shen Zhenghui followed the door that was pushed open and followed behind Mitsumi Fukuda.

"Aren't you sleeping?"

"If I drink too much, it's not easy to fall asleep when I wake up once, so I'll go back to where I live later." Shen Zhenghui replied.

Mitsumi Fukuda, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, and then turned around, "You should have listened to it all, right?" ”

Shen Zhenghui was a little stunned and replied, "Let's start with 'we're just partners'." ”

Fukuda Guangmei paused for a long time, "Shen Jun, your ability to be a person is completely disproportionate to your talent. ”

"Is that a compliment?"

"If you think so."

"I don't feel the tone of compliment!"

"So your attitude is what I hate!"

"That's really sorry." Shen Zhenghui bit his lip, "I'll go back," he said, now that he was awake, all kinds of evil fires in his heart had disappeared without a trace with this drunkenness, leaving only calm, after quieting down, Shen Zhenghui wanted to write down the script that had been haunting his mind.

Mitsumi Fukuda sighed and casually put the cup on the table, "I'll send you out, slow down a little, Niichiro may not have left at the door." ”

"Oh."

"Why don't you sit down and talk?"

Shen Zhenghui almost subconsciously asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Life or philosophy or something."

"What a heavy topic!"

"You can't pretend that such a heavy topic doesn't exist!" Mitsumi Fukuda raised her eyebrows.

The two men stood on the edge of the table, and for a moment fell silent.

After a while, "I'd better go, I'm so drunk that I feel inspired in my head, and I want to write down a lot of things." ”

"Okay." Mitsumi Fukuda grinned, "Then shake hands." ”

"Why?"

"To prove that my cousin's words didn't affect you, we're still good partners."

"Oh, okay. Yes, definitely. Shen Zhenghui stretched out his hand and shook it with Fukuda Mitsumi's delicate little hand, both of them felt that this kind of contact had a strange feeling, as if through guò this kind of physical contact, the two people communicated psychologically, although they didn't know what was going on, but there was a kind of trust in each other, and this trust was completely unaffected by the words of a third party. For a moment, the two people holding hands neither shook their arms nor let go immediately. They looked at each other, as if they were caught up in some strange communication.

"Smack!" Something fell to the ground, and the two of them followed the prestige at the same time, and now Liu Xin was standing in the hallway dumbfounded, the bag in her hand fell to the ground, and she herself opened her mouth wide and looked at the two people holding hands and looking at each other affectionately (big mistake).

"I should have known about it." Liu Xin's face showed a relaxed expression, "Sure enough." ”

"He still lives with you?" Shen Zhenghui asked.

"That's right!" Fukuda Mitsumi hurriedly let go of Shen Zhenghui's hand, "Liu Xin, this is a handshake of friendly cooperation, we have just negotiated a big project." ”

"yes, why did you come back so late?"

Liu Xin didn't speak, squatted down and picked up the bag, turned around and was about to run out.

"Catch her!" Mitsumi Fukuda hurriedly shouted.

Shen Zhenghui was in a hurry, rushed forward in a few big steps, and a flying pounce knocked Liu Xin down in the hallway.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Liu Xin began to shout.

"Gagged her and tied up!" Mitsumi Fukuda shouted.

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