Milk. Fujiwara's eyes fell on the drink column, milk was the cheapest option besides lemonade, he smiled knowingly, and before getting up to leave, he didn't forget to tell Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya not to run around, stay here and wait for him to come back.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to glance at Shigehiko, who had finally finished wiping the golf club, and quietly urged the power of the wind to carry out his eavesdropping work.

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"President Tachibana, I really didn't expect to see you here today, do you often come here to play golf on weekdays?" After hearing this, Fujiwara Yu, who walked to the counter, determined that the meeting between Shigehiko Tachibana and Tachibana Eisuke was a fortuitous event, and it seems that it is difficult to hear useful clues today.

He handed the menu to Yukima Watanabe, a caddie who was wiping down the countertop, and asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Watanabe, do your caddies still have to contract the cleaning of the venue?" ”

"No, it's not." Yuki Watanabe scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed and replied shyly, "I'm a caddie who just joined the company, but I haven't learned some golf knowledge yet, so the boss asked me to help with chores in the shop first." ”

"Oh, that's right. Then I'll tell you the waiter that customer number 17 wants a deluxe pancake set, a glass of iced lemon tea, and a glass of milk at room temperature. ”

"No problem, I'll just pass it on." Fujiwara Yoshi sent Yukima Watanabe to trot away, and instead of rushing back, he picked up the fashion magazine in the rest area and pretended to flip through it, actually eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.

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"I occasionally bring my staff here to play, and it's good for my health to move before work, isn't it? You don't know that the one in my family has been staring at me so hard lately, and I can't go outside to play, so I have to come here to play! ”——

"Shhhh You have to be careful when you talk today, didn't you see the big red eagle of the Metropolitan Police Department, Sousuke Si, here? I've heard that he has a great sense of justice, and if he hears you speak like this, be careful to stare at you like your wife. Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, this councilor is also whimsical enough, he is a policeman, and he is not a private detective who is often engaged in the business of catching women, how can he have spare time to take care of your private life.

He didn't even need to make up his mind to guess the funny appearance of Eisuke Tachibana cautiously peeking into his seat after hearing this.

[In view of the general environment,——

"Do the police still care about this kind of thing? Isn't he a detective? I don't kill people or set fires, what is he doing staring at me when he has nothing to do? ”——

"Tsk, don't think I don't know what you've done. Mr. Tachibana, I think you should go and accompany your subordinates, I want to play alone for a while. ”——

"Hey, yes, yes. Then I'll go first, Councillor Swallow. When Fujiwara Yu returned to the court, he saw Eisuke Tachibana's dog-legged smile on his face, but when he turned around, his face was full of unhappy emotions, and it seemed that the two of them were also friendly on the surface, and they looked at each other unpleasantly behind their backs.

… He returned to Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya as if he hadn't seen anything, and took out a golf club to show off a little in front of the child, even if his personality was more mature and steady, there was a very small part of naivety hidden in his bones.

"Mitsuhiko, do you like to play golf? Do I need to rent you a set of children's? ”

"Huh? Brother Eagle No, I don't have much interest in golf. Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya hurriedly waved his hand and refused, he knew the price of the loan, so it was better not to let Brother Takaji break the bank.

Hearing this, Fujiwara Yu didn't have the interest to play, he still had points in his heart, if he didn't use the power of the wind to cheat, I'm afraid that at least six out of ten swings would be empty clubs.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, who knew that Eisuke Tachibana's gang actually ran to the position next to them and started playing, especially the man who looked like he was good at sycophants with glasses, and he didn't forget to blow two sentences at this time: "Haha, thanks to the president, my health is so good now!" Fujiwara Yu glared at the half-moon eyes and said he was speechless, he didn't like to pat the guys, it is precisely because of this kind of person that some leaders and seniors are becoming more and more arrogant, making the atmosphere in the Japanese workplace worse and worse.

"Is that so? If you like golf so much, what if the next time I go to Chiba Prefecture with Kyoka to play golf, I will call you along? When Eisuke Tachibana said this, his face was full of teasing expressions, as if he was expecting Minoru Yasui's reaction.

Minoru Yasui's expression did not disappoint Eisuke Tachibana, he showed embarrassment, and then nodded with a smile: "If the president wants to go with the president's wife, I am willing to be your driver, and I can stay there for one night at that time, and I can come with all the expenses, I know the owner of a resort." When Fujiwara looked down, he noticed the man's tightly clenched fists, combined with the micro-expression when he said this sycophant, it is not difficult to see his actual emotion when he was angry.

What are the causes of anger? Do you want to pay for the trip, or do you not want to travel with the president's family?

Fujiwara Yu didn't have the leisure to gossip about other people's affairs, he took out his mobile phone and sent an email to White who was waiting in the parking lot, the content was undoubtedly that today's action did not yield anything.

"Mr. Takashi, excuse me, this is the meal you ordered, can I leave it here?" Yukima Watanabe, dressed in a caddy uniform, approached Sousuke Takaji with a plate and asked with a smile.

"Well, just leave it alone, thank you."

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the luxurious muffin set on the plate, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, although he had eaten the breakfast made by his father in the morning, it was difficult for children to resist desserts.

"Eat as much as you want, I'm not a big fan of sweets." Fujiwara Yu picked up his cup of iced lemon tea, took a sip, and found that the taste was quite authentic, but it was worth the high price of a thousand yen.

"Then I'll go, thank you, Brother Yingji!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya didn't gobble it up, he took small bites of muffins, he was very skilled with knives and forks at a young age, and he knew how to mix vanilla cream with maple syrup and put it in his mouth with the muffins cut into small pieces.

It seems that the family background of Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya is quite good, and the family should also pay attention to education, from the style of dressing of Ms. Tsuburaya and the habits of educating children, it should be a profession such as a teacher.

Fujiwara snorted on iced lemon tea, got a pair of sunglasses and put them on somewhere, and didn't know that he was here for a picnic instead of playing golf.

"Little brother, don't sit here later, it's dangerous." Hearing the sound of a stranger accosting him, Fujiwara Yo leaned his head to look at it and found that it was the thin man who had made eye contact with him.

His gaze fell on where Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was sitting, right next to President Eisuke Tachibana's golf club bag, and there was no danger here.

"Huh? Okay, thanks brother for the reminder. The thin man noticed Sosuke Takaji's gaze, and he nodded politely and left, returning to stand behind Eisuke Tachibana.

Fujiwara Yu frowned slightly, he always felt that something was strange, did this guy want to do something to Eisuke Tachibana?

He thought for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile. Isn't it possible to be forced to work overtime again on this vacation? Forget it, wait until you finish your drink and go socialize.