“Hetui！”

The taxi driver spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into Ryder's face, leaving the four male PR men waiting for the bus with exhaust gas and rolling eyes, and left empty.

This is the fourth taxi to refuse them.

Having learned from the past, Shikamoto Shinchong stood a little further back, not staining his coat by the splashing water.

It seems that the quality of taxi drivers in the island country is like that......

Shinchong Shikamoto slowly calculated the possibility of "island country Didi".

Hua Zeluo, as a newcomer male public relations, was a little frightened, they just stood on the side of the road and stopped a taxi to go to Shin-Okubo, and didn't do anything, but the attitude of the taxi driver who stopped was worse than the other, and by the fourth, he spat directly.

Why didn't these old men die sooner?

Come out and respond to people!

Ryder wiped the stains from his face, his smile still so bright, he was used to it.

"Those drivers confused us with other male publicists, and this attitude is normal."

"You can still laugh!"

Hua Zeluo was uneven for Ryder, and was sprayed with phlegm for no reason, how could he bear it!

It's still the old immortal who squandered the taxes we paid, and he ran fast, otherwise he should really be beaten to death in Qianhua Town, so that he knows who is in Qianhua Town!

Who has the final say?

Of course, the Izumo Mamoru has the final say.

Ryder patiently explained to Hua Zeluo and Shikamoto Shinchong that not every male PR club is the same as Xinghaiguan, and now that the economy is not good, the rich woman has a limit after all, and male public relations is much more difficult to do than before. In order to get money from customers, some male public relations have taken the wrong path, intimidating, threatening, defrauding, imprisoning, and even violently targeting customers.

Many guests are in such a routine, spending all their money, and still owe huge debts, and finally choose to jump from the highest building in Chikacho, but they are troubled.

There have been two incidents of this kind of addicted male public relations who scattered their wealth and finally jumped off the building.

Some people jokingly say that the foundations of the tallest buildings in Chikacho are piled up by their corpses.

Hua Zeluo's mouth was half open, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"In the eyes of outsiders, male public relations are lazy and will only cheat money from women, and when I rented a house, people heard that it was a male public relations, but they didn't rent it to me."

Ryder kept a smile on his face, and the breeze blew his sideburns, as if to sigh for him.

Shikamoto Shinchong knew that many male public relations clubs were stinky gutters that hid dirt and dirt, and he chose Xinghai Pavilion to choose a relatively clean environment, which would affect renting a house I really didn't expect it, fortunately, his landlord didn't ask much.

Hua Zeluo wanted to say something, but was stuffed back by Sanri Moon Xingye's words: "You're just a waiter, don't the heart of a male public relations." ”

In fact, Ryder's heroic and carefree appearance of soliciting a taxi at the door seems to be completely incompatible with a lost noble son and a frivolous male publicist.

The three of them also cleaned up very decently,

Mikazuki Hoshino has a bit of a civil servant temperament, and Nobu Shikamoto and Hanazawa are more like high school students.

None of the four of them looked like male PR at all.

However, this is Senka Town, and the men who stay at the door of the men's PR club are men's publicists except for men's public.

No matter how you look, what you wear, and what you wear.

The other male publicists of the Xinghai Pavilion also got off work one after another, and saw the four of them standing at the back door in a daze, and took the initiative to say hello.

Mikazuki Hoshino beckoned: "Takagi, is your motorcycle there?" Borrow it. ”

Two sets of keys arced through the air and landed in the hands of the three days and moons.

"Remember to fill up the gas for me."

The male publicist named Takagi has only the interest of motorcycles, and he spends almost all of the money he earns on motorcycles.

Often there was one parked in Xinghai Pavilion, and he rode one from home to work.

Ryder took the initiative to bring Hua Zeluo together, he was afraid that the three days of the moon and Xingye would kick Hua Zeluo out of the car halfway.

"Ashin, get in the car."

Mikazuki pointed to the back seat, and the engine hummed.

Shikamoto Shintaka rolls over and accidentally trips over one of the charms on the Mikazuki Hoshino keychain.

Sanri Moon Hoshino reacted greatly, turned around in seconds, and used his free hand to protect the ornament.

"Are you alright? Assistant store manager? ”

Kamoto Shintaka glanced roughly between his fingers, it was a woodcarved golden fish.

Anyway, there is no such thing for sale in Chika Town, it may be brought from my hometown, so I cherish it.

The three days of the moon Hoshino were stunned for a few seconds, confirming that the goldfish ornament was intact, and the tense body gradually relaxed:

"It's okay, it's okay."

He started his motorcycle and sped away in the direction of Shin-Okubo.

In the early hours of the morning, Senkacho is full of drunken and staggering men and women, and the colorful neon lights make the nightclub too cheesy, but it is the tallest building in the whole of Senkacho, with a solemn atmosphere and a different kind of difference.

It was the headquarters of the Izumo Mamoru Group, just two blocks away from the Hoshikaikan.

The main reason why Kamoto Nobutaka chose Hoshimikan is that it is the closest male public relations club to the headquarters of the Izumo Mamoru Group.

The huge Yakuza organization was raided by the Metropolitan Police Department and couldn't hurt its bones, let alone affect Yoshihiro Nitta.

When he realizes that he is being used, through the two bad boys Yasuo and Koji, there is a high probability that he will find himself.

Shinchong Shikamoto was able to change his identity and would not be affected, but Shikamoto Yui ...... Not necessarily.

Before Yoshihiro Nitta made a move, he first flipped the Izumo Mamoru group on his back, and the first strike was strong.

The motorcycle quickly rushed to the front of the Izumo Mamoru headquarters building, and Shikamoto Nobutaka looked sideways at the top of the building, and the words "Mizuki Heavy Industry" were written in the big book next to the moire of the Izumo Mamoru Gumi, presumably their industry.

Sankazuki Hoshino tensed his muscles without any warning, and like Shintaka Shikamoto, he turned his head sideways and glared at the Hui Heavy Industry Building.

The anger and hatred contained in his eyes were deeper than the sea of blood.

Shikamoto could clearly feel the muscles in his arms creaking, almost unscrewing the handlebars of the motorcycle faucet.

Seemingly......

I don't seem to be the only one who wants to overturn the Izumo Morigumi.

......

When the four of them arrived at Shin-Okubo, something unfortunate happened, and Shaxian County was closed.

The outside of the roller shutter door is dirty, much messier than Chikacho.

"It's open 24 hours a day on weekdays, why is it closed today?" Ryder was inexplicable, walking back and forth in front of the store.

Bring two newcomers to taste the freshness, is it so faceless?

Lu Ben Xinchong smelled a little burned, turned on his mobile phone, counted the days, and gave the answer.

"Ryder, yesterday was Midyear Day."

"Midyear?"

Ryder Gattuso stomped back and forth on the burned paper money several times, but no response was made, and he muttered that the streets of Shin-Okubo were getting worse and worse.

It took a long time for Hua Zeluo to explain to Ryder that the midyear festival can be understood as the Bon festival in Buddhism, which is the day when hell opens wide and a hundred ghosts walk at night.

Mikazuki Hoshino added: "It can also be understood as Thanksgiving, and it is a day to worship Demeter, the god of agriculture, to pray for a good harvest." ”

"Oooh! I said it earlier, I knew I should have gone to Ikebukuro...... The sand county of Ikebukuro must have also closed its doors. "Ryder was a little depressed, the night that he didn't get to Shaxian supper was an incomplete night.

Shikamoto Shinchong stared at the three days of the moon and Hoshino for a long time, and had an extra assumption in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Why do you say that the Midyear Festival is "Thanksgiving", if it is placed in China, it will be exported by the wolf warrior on the face, although the three days and the moon and Hoshino are ......

Shikamoto Shinchong shook his head, his nationality was undecided.

Even if the island people take care of the two hundred and five, they will not be described as Thanksgiving.

They worship the god Inari.