Now he only knew that the other party had ulterior motives in letting him work at Siling Bank.
Staring at a woman named Hirota Masami.
Do I need to report every day?
How does it sound...
Does it look like catching a mistress?
Sakaki Makoto uses profiling to try to decipher Gin's true intentions.
But no useful information was obtained.
I can only wait and see after I go to Siling Bank tomorrow and see what the situation is.
Sakaki Makoto didn't expect that he would become a salaryman so soon.
It seems that the leisurely days are coming to an end soon...
"Mr. Sakaki Makoto!"
“Your ramen is ready!”
The aroma of ramen wafted over, Sakaki Makoto sniffed and put all the unpleasant things behind him.
No matter if there is a flood tomorrow, the most important thing is to fill your stomach.
................
Tokyo Bay, port terminal, night.
The piles of containers are piled up like mountains, but they cannot block the fishy, cold sea breeze.
In the darkness, Gin closed the phone and took a puff of cigarette.
The red flame flickered and the sound of someone falling into the water was heard behind me.
Vodka clapped his hands and walked over to Gin.
"Done, bro!"
"Did Sakaki Makoto agree?"
Gin narrowed his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul air, and said slowly:
"Um."
Vodka asked again:
"Shouldn't we tell him why?"
"Since the organization has decided to use him, it would be better for him to learn about the organization's business as soon as possible."
Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, put his cell phone in his arms, and walked towards the Porsche.
"Not yet."
"Although the higher-ups have decided to use him, it is still uncertain whether he can accept the organization's business."
"If he can complete this task successfully."
"It won't be too late for us to make it clear to him later."
Vodka laughed.
"Brother is wise."
..............
The next day, morning, sunny.
The weather forecast last night said that the rainfall rate for today was 73%, but it turned out to be a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.
It seems that weather forecasts are really not to be trusted.
Sakaki Makoto put away his umbrella, stood in front of the gate of Siling Bank, took a deep breath, and walked forward.
The electronic door opened automatically to both sides. There were not many customers in the bank, only two old ladies dozing on the chairs.
A manager came forward and asked: "Sir, what business do you want to handle?"
“I’m here to start work.”
"My name is Sakaki Makoto."
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