Chapters 3545 and 3557 [Gin Poisoning Incident] Requesting monthly votes o(〃'▽'〃)o
Inside the sushi restaurant.
Gin had absolutely no interest in this foolish attempt to reconcile—neither Vermouth nor Uzo were easy to deal with. If a simple meal could turn them into close colleagues fighting side-by-side… then all that mess the other night would never have happened.
However, in another sense, both of them do have a sense of propriety and will not do anything that the organization cannot tolerate... Since "that person" likes to see this kind of reconciliation, Gin doesn't mind putting on a show, it's just a matter of convenience anyway.
In comparison...
Gin lit a cigarette, his sinister gaze obscured by the smoke. He glanced at the sushi Vodka had brought over from the delivery window, silently suppressing a cold smile, then casually looked away.
After Vermouth took the initiative to ask for peace with Jiang Xia, Gin casually said, "If there are no objections, let's end it here for today."
Normally, meetings between officials don't take long—they just order a drink at a bar, exchange a few words with the target, explain the key points, and then go their separate ways. Most of the time, it doesn't even take two minutes.
However, there was an official here who couldn't legally enter the bar, so the meeting place had to be changed to another location where people usually had to sit down and have a meal before the meeting ended.
Of course, this procedure is not necessary for Gin. So he will try to avoid meeting, and if it is absolutely necessary, he will skip the dinner and suggest adjourning the meeting afterward.
In contrast, Uzo across from him always said things like "Since we're already here," and then used phrases like "wasting things is not something a law-abiding citizen should do" to force Vodka to stay in his seat.
Since it was his assistant after all, Gin couldn't leave every time with Vodka looking at him pleadingly, so he was forced to eat here a few times, but today...
Although he outwardly said he wanted to end it, Gin had no such intention in his heart; on the contrary, he was somewhat looking forward to watching the show.
—After arriving at the shop, he told one of the less-than-honest peripheral members to add something to the sushi.
"Not everything can be put in your mouth. It's time to teach Uzo a lesson he shouldn't forget." Gin tapped his cigarette butt on the ashtray, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"I really want to see his expression when he wakes up... Heh, but that's not the point. The point is that we had a rehearsal beforehand, which is better than being inexplicably defeated by someone else one day. 'That person' will probably understand."
A series of thoughts flashed through Gin's mind, but his face remained expressionless—he wasn't usually a very expressive person, and this trait actually helped him conceal his true feelings.
As expected, after he suggested adjourning the meeting, Jiang Xia spoke up.
"Leaving already? That's such a waste."
As he spoke, the young cadre reached for the sushi, and then, under Gin's silent gaze... he grabbed the plate and placed it in front of the vodka.
Gin: "...?"
Vodka: "?!!"
Amidst the silent gazes of the three people, each carrying a different meaning, Jiang Xia reached into her bag and took out a beautifully packaged lunchbox: "It's a pity I haven't eaten a salad yet. I hope that after I finish this, I'll still have time to eat sushi."
Vermouth: "..." A salad is enough to fill you up? What nonsense are you talking about? Does this salad have some special symbolism?
She couldn't help but look over and begin to examine the lunchbox closely.
At the same time, Vodka, who was also looking at the lunchbox, paused for a moment and blurted out, "This is foreign...!!"
He abruptly covered his mouth halfway through his sentence, stopping himself from speaking.
But the inner roar didn't stop: Isn't this the loving fruit salad that Ms. Yoko made by hand on the midday cooking show!
"That was close! I almost exposed my stalking and watching live streams while keeping an eye on people in front of my boss," Vodka cursed inwardly. "That Uzo guy is plotting against me again! And..."
—How did something so precious end up in your hands? What did you do to Miss Yoko?!
The question had barely surfaced when Vodka, in a flash, answered himself: What else could it be? Uzo didn't need to do anything at all; all he had to do was "bump into" Ms. Yoko, and the lovely Ms. Yoko would be blinded by this treacherous thing and hand him everything she had.
Just as he was thinking indignantly, Jiang Xia glanced at him, then picked up the fork on the box lid, stuck a piece of fruit in it and put it in her mouth.
While chewing, she mumbled her evaluation: "It's been sitting out for a while, so it doesn't taste as fresh as when it was first made. Next time I visit Ms. Yoko, I'll ask her to make me a fresh batch."
Vodka: "..." You bastard!
Watching him complain while eating with relish, Vodka couldn't help but recall the adorable smiling face on the screen, and the cute little hands that peeled the fruit, cut it into pieces, and arranged them into pretty shapes in the box.
A die-hard fan clenched his fist silently, his teeth almost grinding to powder.
At this moment, Jiang Xia glanced at him again and casually picked up a piece of fruit: "Want to try some?"
For a moment, Vodka almost nodded.
But in the end, his dignity as a fan and an organization leader made him stiffen his neck and pretend to be indifferent, saying in a deep voice, "No need, I have sushi—it's lunchtime now, and I prefer practical food to those fancy but impractical fruits."
As he spoke, he seemed to disdain the salad, picked up a piece of high-end sushi, put it in his mouth and chewed it fiercely, as if he were chewing through Uzo's neck instead of food.
After chewing a couple of times and gulping down the sushi, Vodka belatedly realized something and paused slightly: Wait, this plate of sushi, didn't it seem like it was Uzo who pushed it in front of me?
So... is this edible?
"It shouldn't be a big problem," Vodka thought to himself.
"This is the organization's sushi restaurant, a place personally chosen by the eldest brother. I personally carried the sushi from the delivery window, and Uzo only touched the plate the whole time... No matter how arrogant that kid is, he can't poison me, his hardworking senior, to death in front of the eldest brother."
"Furthermore, this plate of sushi was placed randomly. Even if Uzo were insane, he couldn't possibly poison three important executives at the same time in the organization's sushi restaurant..."
"I've already eaten, so I'm not going to think about it anymore! Uzo pushed the sushi in front of me, probably just to make room for his salad box..."
As he pondered the matter logically and with reason, suddenly, the world spun before Vodka's eyes.
Vodka: "..."
Vodka: "?!!"
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