Minamoto Yorimitsu and Kamiya Seiko's temptation soon came to an end, and they did not reach an intention to cooperate, but the latter left the place after saying a few more words.

She really seems to have something to do.

I don't know if it's because of the hypocritical Murata-san just now, or if there are some business negotiations to be carried out.

Banquets are such a thing for the upper class.

Isn't it just the surface of talking about cooperation?

He didn't participate in the dance party mentioned before, and in the end, he was left sitting in the banquet hall by himself, and some unknown people came to talk from time to time.

It's not too unnatural.

The music of the single yellow pipes flowed through the hall, sometimes accompanied by piano, and many people danced in the banquet hall with their waists crossed, and the atmosphere became more joyful.

There is a man dressed in a swallowtail, holding a beautiful and moving lady, gently grabbing the thin waist, and dancing slowly.

Others held champagne and gathered in pairs in different corners, whispering and laughing.

Yuan Laiguang sat in a corner, asked the waiter of the cart for a glass of orange juice, quietly watched the luxurious scene, and occasionally responded to the person next to him.

Not far away, Mizusawa Summer Night, dressed in a blue kimono, smiled at him like a flower, and his eyes were like silk.

But the other party didn't mean to come.

It seems that some people deliberately avoided the Holy Son of Kamiya, or in public, it was a little inappropriate to do it like just now, not to mention that he was also given his contact information.

"She's had three husbands dead in a row."

The words of Seiko Kamiya came to mind.

There is no doubt that based on the impression just now and the one-sided information known, it is clear that this Miss Mizusawa should be a well-deserved giant in the tea ceremony world.

Tasting green tea is such a thing.

The sketch is pleasant, and the big product is fun!

So Yuan Laiguang took out his business card, entered her phone number into the address book, and set up a special mark, which belongs to the key group of people.

There is a high probability that there will be no chance to compete today.

And with the antelope-like trick he had just done, and the proud mind that could accommodate the four seas, he felt the need to be a little more cautious.

Just when Yuan Laiguang thought that he was going to sit here and rest all the time, and then go back later.

And a waiter came to him suddenly.

The other party leaned down and said a few words, Yuan Laiguang's face moved slightly, and after getting permission, he led Yuan Laiguang to go upstairs from here.

There is also an inner hall upstairs.

Under the guidance of the waiter, after passing through the door pushed open by two bodyguards, Minamoto entered this small inner hall and was brought to the final table.

The lights in this inner hall were dim, and there were only dozens of people in Liao Liao, and most of them were also whispering.

It's not so much a small inner hall.

It's more like a small auction house.

Because in his sight, there was a stage at the front of the inner hall, and there was a strong spotlight on it, and several things were also covered by red cloth.

There is a radiant middle-aged man on the stage, holding a drumstick in his hand, and there is a wooden platform next to it, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the beginning of the auction.

"Governor Kobayashi." Yuan Laiguang narrowed his eyes.

"Principal Minato, please take a seat." Kobayashi Toyosei, who was half-lying on the chair, raised his hand with a smile and invited.

There was no one else around, and the two of them were sitting at the back and highest table.

Kobayashi Toyosei squinted slightly and didn't speak.

Yuan Laiguang is not in a hurry.

A few minutes later, it was just as expected before, and the auction officially began.

The host introduced the collection placed in the stands in a very powerful voice, and after starting to quote the reserve price, he guided the people present to start bidding.

Indeed, it is the same as a normal auction.

But he soon discovered the difference, that is, the reserve price of each lot is extremely high, basically starting at 10 million, and even more than 100 million reserve price.

That's a little wrong.

Because there are certain rules for auctions, the reserve price is not too high, even if the collection is valuable.

Other than that, the competition is not fierce.

There are often only two or three people competing.

Some of the collections are even bought by only one person, but the price is even higher than the reserve price, and it seems that there is no fear of a premium at all, and no one else is maliciously competing.

It's like having been discussed in advance.

Just when Minamoto Yoriguang was pondering and feeling strange about this situation, Kobayashi Toyosei suddenly spoke.

"Don't you have anything you want to buy?"

"Not yet." Yuan Laiguang picked up the teacup on the table next to him and took a sip, looking at the other party's face in the dark: "I'm not very interested in these."

"I wasn't interested in it before, but then I realized that there are some things that I really don't like."

Kobayashi Toyosei, who had a slightly chubby face, noticed that Yuan Laiguang's gaze did not mind, but instead said with a smile like a smiling Buddha.

After pondering, Yuan Laiguang said, "My knowledge is relatively shallow, and I have no ability to appreciate calligraphy and painting."

He was conservative in what he said.

Because he obviously realized that something was wrong, and the other party didn't seem to have malicious intent, he didn't ask straight to the point, so he planned to retreat.

"Actually, these calligraphy and paintings are quite interesting, and people who like to see them, even if they are far beyond the value of the calligraphy and painting itself, will willingly buy it."

Kobayashi Fengcheng said with a smile.

As soon as he finished saying this, the host in the stands called out loudly and raised the hammer in his hand.

"300 million yen! 300 million yen! 300 million yen at a time!"

Yuan Laiguang followed the voice and looked over.

I found that it was an old man who was holding the sign.

Although the light was dim, it couldn't hide the wrinkles on the other party's face, and his hair was almost white, and he was estimated to be sixty or seventy years old.

Even so, the old man still looked at the collection with joy, and even his body trembled a little.

"That gentleman is so old, and he likes the collection so much, and it seems that he is indeed very interested."

Yuan Laiguang said with a deep groan.

"Being old doesn't mean you're old."

Kobayashi Fengcheng sighed with emotion, then picked up the wine glass and shook it, and suddenly said meaningfully:

"Takeshita Santo is sixty years old, and he has been working as a assistant in Kyoto City for a long time, and he is about to retire, but he still wants to go further."

This sentence is like a sharp sword.

punctured the original curtain.

In an instant, Yuan Laiguang clearly saw the inside of it and understood what Kobayashi Toyoshi meant.

It turns out that these are donations!

No wonder it's so weird.

Yuan Laiguang's face still did not change, but he already understood something in his heart, and then asked out loud:

"Who is the collector of these calligraphy and paintings?"

For the answer that they all know each other, Kobayashi Toyonari did not debunk it, but generously admitted: "This auction is basically my thing."

"I didn't expect Governor Kobayashi to have a lot of collections."

"It's just the remnant of the ancestor, if the source has something to look at, it's good to pick one at random."

"I don't have this hobby yet."

"Then I won't force it on you, and if you need to, there are some regular small auctions."

"Then I'll trouble Governor Kobayashi."

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

The rejected Kobayashi Toyosei was not angry, but looked at the calm young man in front of him with a smile on his face, as if he was a warm and enthusiastic friend.

But now Yuan Laiguang is not stupid, he knows that the other party is befriending himself, and he can sell personal favors when he meets for the first time, but there is still a sense of beating in it.

As for why they beat themselves.

Yuan Laiguang can only blame the things he has gotten that may have moved these people's plates.

But he is legal and compliant, and basically does not participate in the struggle for power and profit, let alone active in various circles.

Presumably the exclusion of outsiders.

The auction ended in half an hour, and Minamoto Yorimitsu rejected Kobayashi's kind invitation, and after contacting Kamiya Seiko to no avail, he planned to go back.

Fog is thicker outside late at night.

Looking at the courtyards and villas behind him, Yuan Laiguang didn't have any nostalgia, and walked straight out, coming to the familiar unknown in the parking lot.

"Mr. Gen, the car is over here."

Nagayama Ying, who saw him back in advance, got out of the driver's seat and raised his hand to greet him at the same time.

"Send me back to Heian Jingu."

After saying this, Yuan Laiguang got into the back of the car and didn't look behind him.

This time it was not so much that the Seiko Kamiya invited him to this banquet, but rather that the people in these circles in Kyoto invited him to meet him.

It's like an admission ticket, and the newcomers naturally have to look at each other, and at the same time give a reminder.

After all, it is an upper-class society with many rules and troubles, and he believes in any form, and as for the donation auction just now, I am afraid it is also commonplace.

Thinking of this, Yuan Laiguang just took out a bottle of soda from the car refrigerator, opened it and took a slight sip, feeling the bubbles in his mouth.

At the same time, the other side.

"Yuhei, what do you mean by that?"

In a quiet reception room, Seiko Kamiya looked at the documents in front of him with a cold face, closed the folder in front of him, and looked at him calmly.

"You know." Yuhei Murata pushed down the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "I plan to formally propose to my uncle, and my father has already agreed."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Kamiya Seiko pulled the hair around his ears, and his face gradually calmed down, but his voice was colder than just now.

"I'm very clear, and I'm determined."

"So I'm going to terminate the contract if I don't agree?"

"This is what my father meant, I don't want to treat Sister Holy Son like this, after all, the two have been working together for so long, and it will be very troublesome if they change again."

Yuhei Murata shook his head, denied her just statement with a smile, and explained patiently.

Kamiya Seiko's eyes narrowed slightly, and instead of being as flustered as the other party imagined, he asked meaningfully, "Is the Murata family so powerful now?"

"What did you say, I was just negotiating with you normally, and my uncle had no opinion before, so if you don't agree, I have to go to my uncle."

Yuhei Murata was disappointed by her, and his eyes flickered away, and he moved out of her father again.

The father of Seiko Kamiya seems to be a taboo.

Every time the word is mentioned.

She was rarely silent, and her eyes flashed with disgust, as if she had not very good memories.

"You're interesting."

After being silent for a long time, Kamiya Seiko's eyes flashed dangerously, and he pushed away the termination contract in front of him and asked, "Do you really think I'm a little woman?"

"Don't you listen to your uncle the most?"

Yuhei Murata's eyes were a little evasive, and he seemed to be a little afraid of Kamiya Seiko, but he still stubbornly said, "And this kind of thing is supposed to ask your parents."

"Then go tell him, I don't care about the termination of the contract, I'll miss the company this time."

The Holy Son of Kamiya said with an indifferent expression.

Then she left the reception room straight under the somewhat stunned gaze of Yuhei Murata, and it seemed that she was not ready to save even the usual face.

Yuhei Murata stood still, his face was cloudy.

Watching the holy son of Kamiya gradually walk away, he still gritted his teeth and stood up, chasing out with a gloomy face.

And Kamiya Seiko, who had already walked to the meeting room, noticed the shadow behind him, and couldn't help frowning secretly for a moment, and his fingers couldn't help but hook his mobile phone.

There was a flash of light in the long narrow eyes.

The hesitation in his eyes finally turned into determination.

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A few kilometers from the courtyard on the road.

Compared to the brightly lit old bamboo forest courtyard, the road when I went back was so dark that I couldn't even see the car.

The Maybach drove on the hillside road, its steady speed keeping the car from trembling, and its lights reflecting the fog in the distance, illuminating the road ahead.

The car was also quiet and silent.

The water vapor in Lake Biwa is starting to get colder, the windows are already closed, and the air conditioner is turned on to a comfortable temperature.

"Let's go back."

Yuan Laiguang's voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?"

Yongshan Ying, who was driving, was stunned, then looked in the rearview mirror and cast a puzzled look.

"Turn around and go back."

Faced with Yongshan Ying's doubts, Yuan Laiguang did not explain too much, and only repeated the sentence with a calm face.

"Understood."

Turning his eyes off the face of Yuan Laiguang, who was fiddling with his mobile phone, although he didn't know why he went back, the most important thing as a subordinate was to carry out the instructions.

It's just that the source of the back row did not close his eyes.

Instead, he said to himself with a strange face, saying strange words such as "If there is a fight", "It will be difficult to do it if you have a gun", "This time you want to return to your roots".

However, the car had just turned around.

I heard the voice of the source of the light again.

"Nagayama-kun, you should be able to use this, right?"

When the voice fell, Yongshan Ying subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, and at the same time saw something suddenly emerging from Yuan Laiguang's hand, and instantly felt very familiar, and his spirit couldn't help but fall into a trance.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes widened.

Because in Minamoto Raimitsu's hand, what he was holding up to show him turned out to be an automatic pistol!

The dark barrel of the gun was not aimed at him, and there was no flaw in the body of the gun, and even when he pulled the trigger from the source, he was very familiar with the crisp sound.

Yongshan Ying was stunned for a moment.

Is this a toy or a real gun?

If only it were a real gun.

And where did it come from? And why did you suddenly give yourself? Is it going to fight?

But before he could react, Yuan Laiguang shook his head dissatisfied, threw the pistol that was difficult to distinguish between real and fake, and leaned down.

"It's too unsafe to have just one gun, if there are really a dozen people, I'm afraid two fists will be hard to beat four hands."

Minamoto muttered to himself.

He frowned and pondered for a while.

Until nearly half a minute later.

The face no longer hesitated.

Then under the horrified eyes of Yongshan Ying, Yuan Raiguang actually took out another sniper rifle in the blind spot of his blind spot in the back seat.

The sniper rifle has a very long body.

In the back seat, you almost have to push against the door.

Forget about the pistol just now.

The lights are dim and he can't see the model clearly, as if he really bought a lot of them online, and he wasn't sure if it was true, but he was too familiar with this gun!

Isn't this Barrett!?

Nagayama Ei's mouth slowly opened wide.

Suddenly, my brain went down a little.

I don't know how to describe the mood anymore.

But that's not all!

Still a little dissatisfied, Yuan Laiguang frowned and pondered for a while, then mysteriously bent down and rummaged through it, and took out a long tube-shaped object.

The long tubular iron cylinder is very heavy, which can be seen from the difficult movement of Minamoto Raiguang to pick it up, and even the back seat is a little difficult to put down.

After putting down the empty barrel, Yuan Laiguang leaned down again and took out two palm-caliber missiles!

Nagayama's eyes were glazed.

If it weren't for the fact that this road happened to go straight, I am afraid that with his distraction, he might have rushed down the mountain directly.

What did he see?

Rocket!?

I have rockets in the car I drive every day!?

A layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead, although he didn't know where these things were stuffed in, but it was right to look at the situation!

So he takes these things with him every day and walks around Kyoto Prefecture, or is he swaggering?

No matter which one is taken out, it is absolutely contraband, and if the car catches fire in an accident or something, those two missiles can send him to the sky!

"Nagayama-san." Yuan Laiguang said suddenly.

"What, what's wrong?" Yongshan Ying swallowed his saliva and subconsciously asked, "Do you have any orders?"

Yuan Laiguang was still frowning, as if he had a phobia of insufficient firepower, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his head, showed a kind smile, looked at him and asked seriously, "Do you know how to drive a main battle tank?"

Nagayama felt a little dry in her throat.

I hit the brakes early.

The shirt on the back is even more soaked.

Because of the fear that flashed in my heart just now.

I was completely speechless.

And Yuan Laiguang in the back seat saw that there was something wrong with him, coughed and smiled, and hurriedly said, "Apache is okay too."

Hidehide Nagayama: "......"

I'll admit I've had a gun before!

But how can I open it!

Are you going to blow up the government office!?

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