For three or four days after the rain stopped, no one bothered him, and the days were uncharacteristically peaceful.

The calm source of Raiguang was a little uncomfortable.

In addition to the occasional contact with Mizusawa Summer Night, several other girls who were deeply involved with him died down at the same time.

It's like having DND mode turned on.

Although he could feel that a storm might be brewing in the dark, Minamoto was not worried, and instead found something to do for himself to pass the time.

Shimogyo Ward, four shopping streets in Kawagen-cho.

The warm sunshine fills the streets, and the atmosphere of the commercial street here is strong, and you can see fashionably dressed women everywhere, and female students are even more youthful and beautiful.

"That's the overall situation, after Mr. Yuan signs the contract, I will close the account within a week."

"It's really troublesome Miss Takizawa."

"It's just as it should be, if you have any questions in the future, you can always contact me."

Standing in the shop, which was still a clothing store, Minamoto Raiguang looked not far away and saw the Gucheng lawyer who was talking to the owner of the clothing store that rented the shop.

Next to him was a young woman in a trench coat with curly brown permed hair, who was the owner of the shops and had come to make a transfer.

Shijo Kawagen-cho is not only in Shimogyo Ward, but also in the whole of Kyoto, but of course there is no shortage of people, and there is no possibility of empty rent.

Therefore, when these shops are transferred, they are not in the form of vacant rooms, but are renewed by the original tenants, but with a person who pays the rent.

While he was still looking around, Miss Takizawa beside him asked curiously, "Mr. Gen seems to be very young, could it be that he has just graduated from university?"

Her voice sounded crispy, making Yuan Laiguang feel like he had taken a bite of the egg yolk crisp.

In Minamoto Raimitsu's sight, this young lady surnamed Takizawa seems to be very good at dressing, with dark brown curly hair hanging down on the trench coat, and the neckline is slightly open to reveal the white sweater inside, slimming and showing off her figure at the same time.

What's more, the other party turned out to be blue-eyed.

Even the bridge of the nose is very high, and the skin is fair, not like an Oriental, and there is a high probability that he is still a mixed-race.

It's just that it's not good to ask too much when we meet for the first time.

Through the short conversation just now, he knew that the Miss Takizawa in front of him was still unmarried, and she was still a returnee, with a strong atmosphere of studying abroad.

If only at face value.

It doesn't look like it's a contagious feeling.

From the more confident tone of the conversation just now, Yuan Laiguang judged that the other party was most likely not the kind of scheming green tea that was inconsistent with what was on the outside.

So he wasn't too interested either.

"Sort of." Yuan Laiguang said with a smile.

He was ambiguous, mainly because he didn't want to explain too much, which was equivalent to a perfunctory meaning.

But maybe the temperament is too unique.

Or maybe the two are relatively close.

This simple smile made Takizawa Weixi's heart flutter faster, and he was teased by this young man with a deep eye and a mysterious temperament.

She brushed her brown hair, the scent of roses wafted in, and her tone turned from confident to teasing:

"Looking at Mr. Yuan's age, he should have graduated from a bachelor's degree at most, right? I'm three years older than you." ….

Women do not actively disclose their age.

Unless it's meant to be close, or this Miss Takizawa is more influenced by the Western atmosphere.

So I don't care about this little topic.

"Older people are more attractive."

Minamoto Yoriguang responded with a smile, and then suddenly asked, "Why does Miss Takizawa think about transferring the store?"

Shijo Kawagen-cho is a great shopping district.

If it is not a simulator reward, if you buy it at the market price, it will cost at least hundreds of millions of yen for a storefront.

And there is no market for it.

What's more, compared to a one-time quick money, judging from the current planning map given by the Kyoto Prefectural Office, within the next ten years, here

It is still a bustling commercial area.

He wasn't really interested in asking, after all, the simulators were all arranged, and he was just changing the subject.

"My family has some financial problems and needs money in other areas, so I have to sell some real estate."

When this question was mentioned, Takizawa Weixi blinked and gave an answer to the actual situation.

Sale of real estate for working capital.

This is a very reasonable reason to sell your store.

Yuan Laiguang didn't plan to tease the other party anymore, glanced at a man outside the store, and was about to end today's business negotiation, signaled the other party and said with a smile:

"I'm fine, Miss Takizawa doesn't have to worry about me if she has a friend waiting for her."

Outside the bright and transparent storefront, a man with a freckled face paced back and forth, and from time to time he looked inside, and his eyes fell on Takizawa.

This man is supposed to be a friend of Takizawa Miki.

When Minamoto Yorimitsu first arrived, the other party and Takizawa Weixi stood outside the door to talk, and when they started to talk about business, the man waited alone.

He also found an excuse to leave.

But when these words fell on Takizawa Weixi's ears, they changed their taste, making her stunned for a moment.

She was a little thoughtful, and then explained, "It's just an ordinary friend."

brushed the hair around his ears, Takizawa Weixi glanced at the man in the distance, forcibly suppressed the trace of impatience in his eyes, and then turned his head to look at Yuan Laiguang and said:

"There's something I'd like to ask Mr. Gen."

"Miss Takizawa, please speak."

"I just came back from abroad, and I have been studying outside since I was a child, and when I came back, I found that my hometown has changed a lot, so if Mr. Gen is free, why don't we go shopping together on the weekend?"

"Of course." Minamoto Raiguang maintained a proper smile: "It's just that a beautiful girl like Miss Takizawa should still have to queue up if I want to be invited, so it's better not to offend others."

Such a beautiful girl.

Speaking from the heart, in the past so many years, Takizawa Weixi has almost heard this sentence.

Not to mention living in the West before.

Other people express emotions more obviously, and they will only say things like you are so beautiful, or you have a good body.

But when this was said by Yuan Laiguang, a young man with a mysterious temperament and handsome appearance, it was different.

It always feels like it's from the heart.

Maybe that's what the face does.

Takizawa smiled brightly.

It's just that the next words of Yuan Laiguang made her a little embarrassed: "Miss Takizawa's friends seem to be in a hurry, so it's better not to bother you." ….

"Huh? He—" Takizawa was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Minamoto Yoriko smiling and looking at him quietly.

There is no intention of asking for an online account.

There is no sign of an invitation, it seems that it is because of the men outside, who are very polite and do not bother.

The impatience in Takizawa's heart is even stronger.

But for the sake of face, she couldn't open her mouth to invite Yuan Laiguang again, so she could only smile and whisper:

"In that case, then I won't bother Mr. Yuan to look at the shop, and come to me anytime if you have any questions in the future."

Yuan Laiguang nodded, showing a decent and sloppy smile: "Then trouble Miss Takizawa."

"It doesn't count—"

Just when Takizawa was about to say another polite sentence, and at the same time regretted that he couldn't continue to develop, a voice with a gesture of goodwill came from the side.

"Mixi-chan, no-hee-chan!"

The man who was waiting outside the door just now walked in directly, and without hesitation, he went straight to the direction of Takizawa Miki, shouting while trotting.

Shouting in public is not only rude.

The person who was shouted would also be extremely embarrassed, at least just looking at Takizawa Weixi's faintly blackened face now, Yuan Laiguang knew that she was not in a good mood now.

The freckled man came to her with a grin.

But he doesn't seem to be very good at reading words.

Takizawa Weixi, who was already in a bad mood, directly lowered his body slightly, distanced himself from the young man, frowned and couldn't help but speak:

"Didn't I leave you waiting? I still have guests here, and Haneda-kun is too rude."

Haneda Heiji was stunned, as if he didn't expect to be reprimanded, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment, so he could only sneer: "Isn't this the drink you ordered?"

His face was full of flattery.

He also took out two drinks from his hand, and carefully inserted the straw before handing it to Takizawa Miki.

The latter, though disgusted in his heart.

But I still took it patiently, but I just carried it like this, and I didn't mean to drink it.

Haneda Heiji didn't seem to realize the cold scene, but instead posted it again, glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu, who had already turned around, and turned his head again: "Where are you going later?"

"I'm going to go to the district office, these shops have just been transferred, and there are still a lot of procedures to be done."

Takizawa lowered his head, sorted out the various documents in his hand, and quietly retreated.

She became more and more impatient.

Even if you are a friend since childhood, you don't need to be so close, and you have to stand outside and wait for what you do, you were misunderstood by others just now.

If it weren't for the business dealings between the two companies.

Coupled with the communication of her father's generation, just based on the other party's freckles, she really didn't want to see this face again.

Haneda Heiji is not young, but he still looks a little childish, and even his hair is shiny with hairspray, and there is some simplicity in the greasy.

Looking at Takizawa Miki who was sorting out the documents, he smiled and said, "Then I'll go with you."

"Do you have nothing to do yourself? I remember Uncle Haneda didn't ask you to oversee R&D at the factory?"

Takizawa finally couldn't help but look up and ask.

Haneda Heiji was trained a few times, and he also noticed it at this time, his face was a little flustered, and he didn't know what to think, so he pursed his lips and shook his head: ....

"None of this matters, you only came back from abroad yesterday, and I finally got to see you today."

After a pause in his voice, he took a deep breath and said, "I have a surprise for you."

As soon as he said this, Haneda Heiji put his hand in his trouser pocket, and there seemed to be a boxed item inside.

"Wait, don't take it yet." Takizawa Weixi watched his movements, a hint of alarm flashed in his eyes, and he asked in disbelief, "What kind of surprise did you tell me first?"

Perhaps her vigilance was too obvious, and the sense of distance was immediately reflected, which couldn't help but slow down Haneda's movements, and then fell into silence.

He clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

It seems to be cheering himself up.

After gritting his teeth, he forced his nervousness to speak.

"I like someone, but I have low self-esteem."

"Huh?" Takizawa was a little surprised, frowned and said, "You just need to be bold and pursue it."

"Actually, it's you who I like."

Heiji Haneda looked up reluctantly.

Takizawa's eyelids jumped, and he said in a calm and slow voice, "Sometimes giving up is also a virtue."

"I really like you, and from the first day I saw you, I thought no one was more beautiful than you."

Listening to her refusal, Haneda Heiji was like a balloon that had been punctured, and he immediately said in a panic.

Takizawa shook his head and persuaded in a serious tone, "If you like someone, you can't just look at her appearance."

"I know, but I'm..."

"Look at your appearance, too."

「......」

Heiji Haneda opened his mouth like a duck choked by the throat, and his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

Don't say it's embarrassing for him.

Even Yorimitsu Gen, who had been pretending to be a watcher and was actually listening to the conversation, was a little surprised.

Those words from the other party just now.

It hurts a lot and it's insulting.

I didn't expect to look away, this Miss Takizawa is also an out-and-out green tea.

It really has the style of the predecessors and sages.

It's just that compared to normal green tea, there are no people hanging all the time, but rejecting what people say is really vicious.

"Mr. Yuan, it's been dealt with."

At this moment, Gucheng Zhenshu, who was wearing gold wire glasses and a straight waist, came over with a bag, whispered a few words to Yuan Laiguang, and had finished negotiating with the merchants.

Yuan Laiguang nodded, and handed him the contract in his hand: "It's really troublesome for the ancient city king."

After saying that.

He thought about it for a while, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket, walked to Messaki Ze Weixi, showed his mobile phone, and said with a smile:

"Miss Takizawa, I thought about it just now, maybe I won't have a chance this week, but I should be free next week."

This turn of events made Takizawa Weixi stunned, but soon her eyes lit up again, and she agreed in the blink of an eye.

"Then let's add a line."

I also took out my phone and added the software.

This is different from each other's phone numbers.

Adding software friends proves that there is a possibility of further development, and she is secretly happy in her heart.

The two then exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Yuan Laiguang shook hands with her, and finally took the ancient city lawyer to say goodbye to the other party and left the shop. ….

As for the freckled man just now.

At this point, he was even more confused, and he didn't even understand why he was losing, until he touched the side of his face.

But he gritted his teeth and still didn't admit defeat.

With his head covered, he walked in the direction of Takizawa Miki again, barely squeezing out a flattering smile on his face.

......

Hoshoji Town, Heian Jingu Garden District.

Sunlight falls through the gaps in dead leaves.

After passing the identification security check, Maybach stopped steadily in front of the main entrance of the courtyard of the Actually Pavilion Courtyard.

"Nagayama-kun, wait a minute."

As soon as he got out of the car, Minamoto Yorimitsu saw that Nagayama was about to turn the car, so he stood in front of the door and stopped him.

"Is there anything else with Mr. Gen?"

Yongshan Ying, who was about to go home from work with the steering wheel, stopped his movements when he heard this, looked at the door with his head slightly lowered, and asked very flatteringly.

Minamoto took out the garage key from his pocket.

The roller shutter went up with the push of a button, then waved his hand and beckoned him to drive the Maybach in.

Nagayama Ying drove in with doubts.

I couldn't help but get nervous.

Thinking that he didn't seem to have made a mistake, let alone lying about the bill, he had been driving honestly.

However, in an instant, something occurred to him.

Could it be that he was found out when he deliberately drove this luxury car to pick up his daughter and make other children's parents envious?

Ei Nagayama's heart rose to his throat.

But before he could think about it, Yuan Laiguang stretched out his hand, handed Yongshan Ying, who had just parked the car and got off the car, a key, and pointed to the parking space next to him:

"Recently, I changed cars, so you can drive this Cadillac first, and put that Maybach here."

"Cadillac?"

Nagayama looked in the direction he was pointing.

On the far right is a black Cadillac.

The garage outside the courtyard was large, a garage that could accommodate six cars in horizontal rows, and now the Maybach was driving in, and four parking spaces were full.

He took the key in his hand and walked to the Cadillac on the far right, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, not knowing why Yuan Yorimitsu wanted to change it.

According to what he knew about his boss.

The grade of a car like this seems to be a little incompatible, after all, it is not expensive.

It's just that Nagayama looked around the car.

It soon became apparent that the car seemed a little different.

The length of the car seems to be longer than the version I remembered, the wheels are a little strange, and no matter how you look at it, it feels unusually familiar.

"The fuel consumption of this car may be a bit high, so I deliberately charged some fuel cards and did not use them for reimbursement."

Yuan Laiguang walked over from the side, woke up Yongshan Ying, who was a little distracted, and then took out a stack of cards from another car and handed it to him.

Yongshan Ying subconsciously took the card.

Then I felt a sinking in my hand.

Then he looked down and saw that the oil equivalent to the thickness of two bricks was stuck in his hand.

His eyes widened again.

Is this a refueled card or a wholesale refueling card!?

"Mr. Yuan, this car feels bloated and strange in shape than usual."

Feeling the financial resources of the boss, Yong Shan Ying took a deep breath, and did not ask why he didn't apply for a large amount of fuel card, but hesitated and asked. ….

Actually, he didn't ask about the oil card, which was quite right.

Because Yuan Laiguang hadn't done it before, it was all anonymous, and he didn't ask much when he was at the gas station yesterday, but he felt that he needed to do more to support this car.

If it punctures the common sense that he doesn't know.

Yuan Laiguang may not say anything, but Yongshan Ying already has a shadow of his boss, and he may be afraid that Yuan Laiguang will hold a grudge because of such a trivial matter.

"It's a specially modified car."

"Modified?" Nagayama Ying opened the car door and rolled down the glass, and found that it was two fingers thick, and his eyes suddenly widened: "The glass is so thick!?"

"It's bulletproof glass."

Yuan Laiguang explained next to him.

"Bulletproof glass—" Nagayama's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the car and fell into deep thought.

After watching it quietly for a while, Nagayama Ying's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered a car he had often seen in the news before, and suddenly turned his head again.

His face gradually became shocked, and he began to knock and beat left and right around the car, as if to determine what he was thinking, and after a while, he was sweating profusely.

After checking the material of the car, Yongshan Ying's face turned a little pale, and finally swallowed his saliva and walked back again: "Mr. Yuan, how do I look at this car..."

"It's the same as you thought."

Yuan Laiguang smiled and nodded, also seeing his concern, and then explained to him:

"But there are formal procedures, you can just drive on the road with confidence, even the government police will not embarrass you."

"You, are you sure?"

Nagayama asked in a trembling voice.

"Will I sit if anything?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with a smile.

Yongshan Ying opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but finally died down.

The duty of being a driver is to listen less and ask less.

And since Yuan Laiguang said so, he must be believed, not to mention that he has just indicated that he can be on the road, otherwise he will not be embarrassed as a driver.

But is there really a formality for this car?

He said he was very skeptical.

But I can only believe what the boss just said.

He took a deep breath, took the key handed by Lai Guang, and then was instructed to say a few more words.

Yuan Laiguang chatted with Yongshan Ying again.

Until he finished speaking and walked back to the villa.

Nagayama drove back to his home in Fushimi Ward, and to be on the safe side, he parked the Cadillac on the corner of the street.

But even so, he was not at ease.

I went to a nearby intermediary store, rented a garage near my home out of my own pocket, and finally parked the Cadillac with peace of mind.

In a garage with a closed roller shutter.

Nagayama Ei leaned his back against the bulletproof car door, silently took out a cigarette from his pocket, and then used a lighter

Ignite.

"Whew—"

The tension subsided as the smoke was exhaled.

But even so, his hands were still shaking.

Leaning on the bulletproof glass window, Nagayama did not feel reassured, but was endlessly afraid.

Mr. Yuan, he actually got an illegal car!

This car comparable to an armored car is not just out of bounds, even in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, the person who lives in the Prime Minister's official residence can't sit on it, right? ….

Is this the terrible thing about conglomerates?

He didn't know the background of Yuan Laiguang, but he thought that he should be a child of a consortium, otherwise he couldn't explain that he could have such wealth and power at a young age.

So I, who already know so many secrets of Mr. Yuan, will I suddenly be wiped out?

Thoughts are only fleeting.

Nagayama Ying thought of various ways to die.

On a dark and windy night, a team of highly trained squads broke in with guns and fired directly at themselves who were sleeping, without sparing bullets.

Or one day when I was walking on the road, a sack was put directly on my head, and I was pulled directly to Tokyo Bay by the black gloves of those upper-class people to feed the fish.

I don't think I'll go to Tokyo Bay, but I should go to Lake Biwa in order of speed, because the water area is large and deep, and the important thing is that the distance is close.

Thinking of this, Yongshan Ying wanted to quit this job, but she thought that the hard life had finally improved, and her daughter had just transferred to a school with a high deviation value and high tuition fees.

So he took another cigarette and lit it.

After smoking the remaining half of the box of cigarettes, Nagayama Ying walked out of the garage and arranged anti-entry measures.

When I got home, my wife and daughter were gone.

At this time, it should be that the wife just went to pick up her daughter, and maybe she is still on her way back.

But Nagayama couldn't help it anymore.

He walked into the bedroom, found a black pen from the dusty drawer, and tore a few pieces of paper from his daughter's homework book in the living room and wrote on his stomach.

The more he writes about Yongshan Ying, the more he is discouraged.

This tough guy who has served in the service pursed his lips tightly, trying his best to let himself be a man.

Even if the handwriting is crooked.

However, he felt that this was the most beautiful handwriting he had written since he dropped out of middle school, after all, it was very likely that these words were the last handwriting he left in this world.

[Name, I may have been gone when you read this letter, but since you can see it, it proves that you and Kahara are not implicated.] ]

[Don't think about finding out the cause of my death, don't even have the idea of revenge, leave Kyoto with your daughter, go to Hokkaido, or go abroad directly.] ]

[I know you're going to be sad, and you're only in your thirties, and if you're too sad, I'm not happy down there, so if you can remarry, remarry.] ]

[Forget it, you still don't want to remarry, otherwise I won't be at ease as a ghost, please forgive me for this selfishness, it's a pity that we didn't have another son.] ]

[I really love you guys, and I'm really reluctant to go alone, but there are some things that I can't decide, I really know too much...].

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