Chapter 162 You stole my card again!

When it comes to the art of speaking, ten Doumas combined might not be as good as one Taneda Santouki.

But the problem is that the eloquent political man, Taneda Santoka, has too many things to worry about. On the contrary, Douma is the one who is more fearless, and this is enough for him to be invincible.

"Don't do that, Director Taneda, get up quickly." Douma said anxiously, but his body didn't show any intention of moving at all. He seemed to be glued to the chair. He just leaned in the direction of Taneda Santohuo and made a gesture.

Although this farming chief always behaves in a humble manner in front of him, Douma does not dare to ignore this farming chief at all. People who are involved in politics have dirty hearts. He has to be extremely careful and not foolishly fall into the trap dug by the other party in advance.

Thinking of this, the expression on Douma's face became a little more serious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became much smaller. This scene happened to be seen by Taneda Santouka who stood up obediently, and his already tense heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"As it should be, as it should be." Taneda Santoka's heart sounded the highest alarm, but his face remained expressionless as if he had not noticed anything. He followed Douma's instructions and sat back on the sofa.

The high-end and luxurious velvet sofa was not only expensive but also extremely comfortable. However, at this time, he was busy farming and had no mood to appreciate it. In fact, when he accidentally glanced down at the ominous dark red color, his heart became even heavier.

After unconsciously exerting pressure on Taneda Santoka, Douma continued with what he had just said: "Director Taneda, you are too cautious. Not sending a visiting card in advance is just a small matter. I am not so petty as to quibble with you about such trivial matters."

"..." Upon hearing this, Taneda Santouki was silent for only a second, and then, relying on his strong willpower, he smiled at Douma who was lying with his eyes open, and at the same time silently complained in his heart: If you really don't mind, why do you still mention this matter in front of me? If you mention it, it means you mind.

For people like them who are used to working in the government and even feel like they are a fish in water, even the most ordinary words must be broken down and carefully considered, and repeatedly savored to avoid missing out on anything that should not be overlooked.

Although this often causes them to think too much, the special working environment requires them to do so.

Especially for a senior official like Zongtian Shantouhuo, thinking too much is not a big problem, at most it will just make the people below run a few more times. He is afraid that he still thinks too little, which will be the beginning of a big disaster.

After repeatedly admonishing himself in his heart, Taneda Santouko finally cut off Douma's endless pleasantries and got straight to the point: "Sir, I wonder what you think about the recent smuggled arms that have flowed out of Yokohama."

The reason why he rushed forward so recklessly was not because Taneda Santohuo was too young and naive, but rather because this cunning bald fox figured out that something was wrong with Douma's abnormal attitude.

Adhering to the principle of leaving a way out for the sake of meeting again in the future, even if he noticed something was wrong, the farmer didn't act too aggressively, but instead left enough room for maneuver.

Not only did Taneda Santoka not directly point out that their Special Powers Special Service Department had already found out that the smuggled arms that flowed from Yokohama to all parts of the country some time ago came from the port mafia where Douma was, but his tone of voice was so soft that it couldn't be softer, for fear that he might accidentally anger Douma with his words and cause a strain on the relationship between the Japanese government and the local transcendents.

If his identity did not allow it, Taneda Santouki would have wanted to whisper in Douma's ear and beg him to stop making trouble. As long as Douma was willing to let go and stop indulging the people below in making trouble, they would write off everything that had happened before.

It's a pity that there is no if. Not to mention that Taneda Santouki simply couldn't bring himself to say such words, and Douma would never agree to it because one cannot go back on his word. He has already promised to support Dazai Osamu, and it doesn't matter how the other party makes a fuss. Now he turns against him and sells him out, then how can he still have the face to continue living as a human being in the future?

Wait, he seems to be no longer a human? Oh, that's fine. Douma made a little joke in his heart to ease the tension caused by facing the cunning old fox face to face.

Not to mention that this method is quite effective. Since he is not a human anymore, why should he be afraid of a fire on the farm? Even if a volcano comes, he won't be afraid, okay?

Douma: Since I stopped being a human, I feel more relaxed.

"Has there been any smuggled arms outflowing from Yokohama recently? I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, but I don't know much about what's going on outside." Douma pretended to be ignorant while practicing Tai Chi with Taneda Santouki, while pretending to call the inside line to inquire about what was happening outside recently.

When Douma relaxed, the smile that had mysteriously disappeared returned to his face, and two very conspicuous little canine teeth protruded from his lips, reflecting a chilling light under the light.

Gentle yet ruthless, cute yet sexy, Douma in this state exudes a contradictory temperament. While full of charm, he also has a subtle aura that can make humans with sensitive senses feel fearful.

Obviously, Taneda Santoka is one of the most sensitive people, and even the best. He clenched his hands under his wide sleeves subconsciously. Then, after realizing what he was doing the next second, he relaxed his palms as if nothing had happened, and spread out his palms to smooth out the wrinkles on his kimono to relieve the discomfort in his heart.

"It's really scary. Just the aura alone can make people feel terrified. Is this the one who transcends that everyone is chasing but can never catch up with?" Taneda Santoka chuckled silently, and answered himself as if he was mocking himself or making a decision: "Yes, this is the one who transcends."

"What?" Douma's hand holding the microphone stopped in mid-air. In fact, with his hearing as a cannibal, he heard every word that Taneda Santouki had just said to himself. He just didn't understand why the other party suddenly said such a nonsensical sentence.

"No, nothing." Taneda Santouki just shook his head in response to Douma's inquiring look, and then he kept silent. It was obvious that he didn't intend to reveal anything he had just thought.

Seeing that he couldn't get any answer out of Taneda Santou's mouth, Douma just shrugged indifferently. As a mature adult, he naturally wouldn't tear his face with others easily, so he continued to communicate and inquire with Mori Ogai on the other end of the phone.

If the boss has any questions, does he ask his personal secretary to answer them? Not at all!

I don't know if it was intentional or just a coincidence, but Douma and Taneda Santouki were practicing Tai Chi slowly against each other in the Honghei Building.

Meanwhile, Chuuya Nakahara, who had finally settled things in Europe, arrived in Tokyo on his plane back home, and successfully met up with his nemesis partner, Dazai Osamu.

"Damn Dazai! You must have done this on purpose, right?" Nakahara Chuuya was so angry that his temples were twitching, and he stuffed himself and his suitcase into the passenger seat in a very aggrieved manner.

Yes, in order to let dear Chuuya feel the love from her partner on the first day after returning to the country.

Dazai deliberately didn't let anyone else come to pick her up. He even pulled out a Chuuya black card from his coat pocket, went to a nearby car dealership, and picked up a cool supercar with only two seats, in a very glamorous red color. He said with regret, "It's a pity that there's no bright orange color that matches Chuuya so well."

I do prefer bright and colorful colors. Nakahara Chuuya: Thank you?

"Hahaha - Chuuya, what do you think of this car? Isn't it super cool?" Dazai Osamu was not satisfied with his subtle tricks, and he deliberately showed it off to Chuuya Nakahara's face, smiling and saying, "I just brought this back to celebrate my dear partner's return to China. I'm giving it to you. Do you like it?"

“……” Nakahara Chuuya is not good at dealing with anything soft. Faced with his partner’s kindness (?), he couldn’t say anything unpleasant even though he felt physically uncomfortable.

In the end, Nakahara Chuuya could only blush and murmur in embarrassment: "It's... it's okay, the fiery red color is very beautiful."

Even with Nakahara Chuuya's petite (crossed out) space-saving figure, sitting in the passenger seat of a supercar with a suitcase in his arms is still very stuffy, and it feels like he's being squeezed to the point of suffocation.

This illusion prompted Nakahara Chuuya to pull the choker around his neck, as if this would give him a little room to catch his breath. Combined with the shy blush on his face, his allure was maxed out.

Unfortunately, such an alluring scene was wasted because there were only two people in the supercar and no one was able to appreciate it. There were only two completely clueless people present.

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The wooden number one, Dazai Osamu, had only the idea of ​​playing a prank on his partner. Without any distractions, he glanced at the blushing Nakahara Chuuya, then returned his gaze to the front and concentrated on driving.

Dazai Osamu's rare silence obviously made Nakahara misunderstand, and he thought that his cold reaction had offended the guy.

Although he was puzzled as to when Dazai Osamu became so fragile, his angelic nature made it impossible for Nakahara Chuuya to remain silent. He turned his head towards Dazai Osamu awkwardly and thanked him solemnly: "I like your gift very much, thank you."

After hearing what Nakahara Chuuya said, Dazai Osamu's original strong desire to commit suicide was ignited to the point of exploding. However, in order to get the sweetest fruit, he could only endure it for a while.

Next, Dazai Osamu, who is known as the 'worrier', would occasionally sneak a glance at Chuuya Nakahara who was so happy that he was shining, like a cat, and the smile on his mouth became wider and wider. Then, when Chuuya was happiest, he just revealed a cruel truth: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I bought this car with your black card. You really like it, don't you?"

Just as Dazai Osamu expected, Nakahara Chuuya exploded on the spot: "Tai-zai-osa! You stole my card again!"