Chapter 194 The Other Side of Sister-in-law
At dusk.
The Prime Minister's residence is next to the official residence.
This temporary prime minister, who succeeded the deceased predecessor, has a very Westernized preference.
On the first day of moving into the residence, he transformed his study room into a modern integrated apartment.
There was even a folding bed at the innermost part.
This made the workers who had decorated the residence of several prime ministers wonder in their hearts that this prime minister did not seem to have any Japanese characteristics.
The Prime Minister stood at the window of his study, looking at the sunset, and sighed deeply.
"What? Are you repenting for what you did? Your Excellency the Prime Minister." A mocking voice came from the door.
The Prime Minister said calmly without turning around: "Some things are done and what's the point of repentance? Don't you think so, Senator Abe?"
Abe Noja walked in wearing a one-piece white stretch skirt. Her entire upper body was wrapped in the white skirt. The fabric on her chest and arms was semi-transparent, and her skin underneath was faintly visible.
She had long hair and wore simple American copper hoop earrings.
American makeup, folded eyebrows, and still a bright red lipstick color.
Abe Nosuke has obviously lost a lot of weight these days, and her face looks very young.
The only thing that hasn't gotten thinner is the extremely exaggerated huge hips.
There are also plump thighs without stockings.
Abe Nosuke looked around the study room, which was decorated as a multi-purpose apartment with an open kitchen, a shower room, and even an integrated coffee machine.
She smiled and said, "This should be the style of the apartment you lived in during your time in the United States. It seems that the Prime Minister can't forget everything there. Can't forget your hometown?"
"Congressman Abe's daily attire is also Western-style. I heard that you hired Western designers to decorate your villas." Prime Minister Kishida turned around and walked to the coffee machine. He poured a cup of coffee while talking and handed it to Abe Nosuke:
"I'm old and my memory isn't good, so I'm used to the places where I spend the most time, and all the furnishings are exactly the same as before."
"When your memory is not good enough, it is easy to find or take things like this. This is not worthy of Abe's ridicule. Here, this is our coffee produced in Kagoshima. Abe, please have a taste."
"This is not a European or American product. It is grown entirely by our Japanese farmers. I heard that the coffee that Senator Abe drinks is all from abroad. He should also try the coffee grown in Japan occasionally."
Abe Nosuke took it and took a sip: "This is the coffee planted in Kagoshima after the rice field reduction bill you promoted. It tastes pretty good."
"The fact that a woman as tasteful as Senator Abe said it was good shows that they did a good job. Isn't it good to change rice to coffee? Since Kagoshima changed to coffee, the income of farmers on the entire island has increased by 20%." Prime Minister Kishida walked to the folding cot, sat down slowly, looked at Abe Nozaki and said:
“In the future, farmers in Kagoshima will continue to build specialty coffee brands from generation to generation, just like Japanese fruits, and continue to improve the coffee grown in Japan into the best coffee, and then sell it to the world.”
The Prime Minister sat on the folding bed and shrugged his shoulders: "I'm sorry, Senator Abe, I didn't expect the study here to receive guests, so I didn't prepare sofas and chairs."
"It's okay." Abe Noja kicked the large cube-shaped speaker next to her lightly with her high-heeled foot.
With a thump.
The square speaker had a big hole kicked in it by the heel of the high-heeled shoe, and it slid to the middle of the house.
Abe walked forward a few steps, sat down on the speaker and looked at Prime Minister Kishida with a smile.
"I will never put myself in a difficult position. If there is no place for me, I will find a place to sit anyway."
"Your Excellency the Prime Minister has a good idea, but even if the farmers in Kagoshima develop the so-called Japanese specialty coffee in a dozen years, what will happen next? Let's not talk about whether they can compete with so many international brands. With such a small output, what splash can it make in the international coffee market? And what benefits can it bring?" Abe Nosuke said sarcastically, "This seemingly far-sighted approach that seems to increase the income of Kagoshima farmers has caused Japan to lose a large rice-producing area."
"Yes, that's right. The income of farmers in Kagoshima has increased by 20%, but the price of rice in the entire Japanese market has increased by 70%. This is the price of new rice on the market."
"Your Excellency the Prime Minister is really good at calculating. Also, these coffee seeds were purchased from Monsanto, right? This kind of genetically modified seeds cannot reproduce on their own. We have to buy from Monsanto generation after generation, right?"
"I don't know where Congressman Abe heard this rumor from. Even if it's true, the farmers' income has increased so much, isn't it real?" The Prime Minister said in a deep voice: "Now the world's transactions are integrated. As long as the income increases, the farmers will have money in their hands and can naturally buy the seeds they want."
"Can you definitely buy it if you have money? Could you buy rice some time ago? When the people have to rely on the Jews for everything they need to survive, I'm afraid they will have to pay several times or even dozens of times the price to buy these seeds." Abe Noque sneered:
"Although I dress in a European and American style and drink foreign coffee, I will never betray the interests of the Japanese people."
"But our respected Prime Minister is different. He is a devout Jew. He considers the Jews in everything he does. The implementation of these laws has made several Jewish groups rich, but also caused Japanese farmers to lose their biggest jobs."
"Really? Our Jewish Prime Minister of Japan?"
"All this is just your fantasy. The entire Japanese agricultural seeds and the Japan Agricultural Association." The Prime Minister remained silent for a long time before saying, "Abe Naisha, I don't know what you are talking about. In a few days, I will no longer be the Prime Minister of Japan. If you have any suggestions, you can talk to the new Prime Minister."
"Japan Agricultural Association? They are all short-sighted guys." Abe Noja shook his head. "Just like you, you are hiding in this group. What kind of talent can be chosen as the leader later? I can make up for the mistakes I made myself. I don't need these rubbish."
After saying that, Abe Noja stood up, turned around and left.
The Prime Minister looked at the unfinished cup of coffee on the table and sighed deeply.
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"General Sakurazora Kurumi, I'm leaving it to you." Cabinet Defense Minister Kihara Minoru and Maritime Self-Defense Force Chief of Staff Sakai Ryo bowed at the same time to show their respect.
After Sakura Kurumi returned the gift, the two said goodbye with satisfaction and walked out.
Hashimoto Yuna stepped on her long legs, glanced at Sakura Kurumi with gritted teeth, snorted coldly, and followed her out of the room.
"You really surprise me, Director Sakura Sora Kurumi." Interior Minister Kojima Hiroshi walked up to him and sighed, "Didn't I tell you that you could just let Deputy Director Feng Dielian and a few agents go? In the end, you actually decided to carry out this mission yourself. No matter what, pay attention to safety. Returning safely is the first prerequisite for the mission."
"Yes, Your Excellency, I will pay attention to it." Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.
Home Affairs Minister Hiroshi Kojima nodded and also left.
Sakura Kurumi picked up the poster, looked at it, put it back on the table, opened the door and walked in the opposite direction of the corridor.
Feng Dielian also came out soon after.
"Why do you look so sad?" Yingkong Kurumi shook her ponytail and stretched out her little hand to pat Feng Dielian's serious little face.
"Hey~~~, we're going to the four northern islands, which is now Russian territory." Feng Dielian said sternly, "Aren't you worried at all?"
"Worry? What's the use of worrying." Seeing that this woman rarely avoided her 'claws', Yingkong Kurumi withdrew her hand in confusion. It would be boring if she didn't resist.
She put her hands behind her back, skipped and walked forward with a relaxed pace.
A pair of high heels made a crisp "clacking" sound.
The high ponytail on the little head is very elastic and moves up and down with the owner's jumping.
All of this creates a sharp contrast with the tight, curvaceous, sexy leather jacket and the two plump, jelly-like, bouncy buttocks.
The expression of this little girl is completely different from the serious look she had just had in the room. She doesn't look like the famous director of the Security Department at all.
Feng Dielian rolled her eyes. After being asked to come to the Security Bureau by the woman in front of her, they worked together for a few days and experienced several cases of varying sizes.
Sometimes this woman was decisive in killing, sometimes she was like a child, and sometimes she was like a devil who humiliated him in every way. Just now, she could have let herself go to the fire pit, but she did it herself.
What on earth was she thinking about? Feng Dielian took a few quick steps to catch up with Yingkong Kurumi's bouncing steps.
She held the folder in front of her chest, and walked rhythmically and orderly behind Sakura Kurumi with a pair of long legs in flesh-colored stockings, looking like a typical deputy.
"Hey." Feng Dielian shouted loudly.
"Huh?" Sakura Kurumi turned around and frowned.
"Why do you want to go by yourself? Why don't you just let me go? Since the higher-ups have decided to let me go." Feng Dielian expressed the doubts in her heart: "Anyway, you asked me to come here just to humiliate me."
"No reason." Yingkong Kurumi shrugged, turned around, and continued to skip forward. After a while, she threw out a sentence: "Who made you my subordinate?"
Feng Dielian was holding the folder. When she heard the answer, she paused for a moment, lowered her head, and a complex emotion flashed through her heart.
When I looked up, the narrow and dim corridor was about to end, and the light of the setting sun was still strong at the exit in the distance.
Darkness, light.
Narrow road, exit.
A jumping figure was about to walk out.
Feng Dielian strode after the figure and shouted, "Hey~~~ Yingkong Kurumi, take your folder over there. You always ask me to take it. I am your subordinate, not your servant."
Sakura Kurumi kicked the door shut with her beautiful legs hanging in the air.
Then she skillfully clamped her legs around the man's waist, hooked her hands around the man's neck, and looked at the man in front of her with a smile.
Yingkong Kurumi leaned forward to kiss him madly, and stopped after a while. Her face flushed red, she licked the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and punched the man's chest with her pink fist: "Why are you here?"
Fang Zuo smelled her fragrance and said with a smile: "Why, can't you come? Yingkong Walnut Hall."
As soon as the words fell.
"Your folder." Feng Dielian pushed open the door and rushed in.
This scene.
The three people were stunned at the same time.
Feng Dielian looked at this man, and huge waves surged in her heart.
Feng Dielian looked at Yingkong Kurumi's intoxicating blushing face and felt extremely sad.
I am already very familiar with this man, but he probably doesn't even know who I am.
"Let me introduce you to my deputy, Miss Feng Dielian. Isn't she beautiful?" Yingkong Kurumi opened her mouth and took a bite of Fang Zuo: "She is a rare beauty. You are allowed to take a closer look."
Fang Zuo turned his head and looked at Feng Dielian's expression.
He usually looks cold and icy, but he was completely different from what he was like that night.
Fang Zuo nodded slightly.
Feng Dielian had a cold face, threw the folder away, snorted, and turned away.
There was a loud bang.
The force used when closing the door was so great that the door frame almost collapsed.
"She is like this all the time, always looking like an ice cube." Yingkong Kurumi put her little face close to Fang Zuo's ear and said, gently biting Fang Zuo's earlobe with her teeth.
That’s not forever, Fang Zuo replied silently in his heart, and his voice was louder than yours.
"I have my period, so I can't be in the office today." After taking a bite, Yingkong Kurumi buried her little face in Fang Zuo's shoulder, rubbing back and forth like a kitten.
"It sounds like you feel quite regretful." Fang Zuo held Yingkong Kurumi in his arms and sat on the desk chair.
"It's just that I feel a pity." Yingkong Kurumi bit Fang Zuo's shoulder again: "By the way, I have something to tell you."
"Hmm." Fang Zuo's big hands kneaded it: "It feels worse with leather pants."
"Stupid, there's a zipper on the side." Yingkong Kurumi blushed, grabbed Fang Zuo's big hand and reached in from the side.
"Okay, you can tell me now." Fang Zuo nodded with satisfaction.
"I may have to go to Russia to carry out a mission. I asked to go there myself." Yingkong Kurumi hooked her arm around the man's neck and added in a low voice: "It's the Northern Four Islands, which used to be Japanese territory. Don't be mean to me because of this."
"Why should I be so mean to you?" Fang Zuo shook his head.
"Oh, you made me worry to death. I've been thinking about how to tell you." Yingkong Kurumi exerted force on her waist as if to reward her, and climbed up with the help of Fang Zuo's big hand, gave the man a deep kiss, and then relaxed her buttocks and continued to shrink back into the man's arms.
"I want to work hard to move up, maybe it will be helpful to you in the future." Sakura Kurumi said softly: "Especially this time you asked me to rescue Morisawa Reina"
Suddenly, Yingsora Kurumi seemed to have thought of something.
The little mouth with bared fangs and claws bit Fang Zuo's chest, pulling out the flesh and mumbling: "Tell me, are you having an affair with that slutty woman? I think the way she twists her butt is so slutty."
"Don't you want to know why I rescued her?" Fang Zuo quickly changed the subject.
"I don't want to know, because you must have your reasons." Yingkong Kurumi opened her mouth, looked at the teeth marks on Fang Zuo's chest, and kissed them lightly: "Also, I don't understand what you did, but I think that if I work hard to climb up, there will definitely be a time when I can help you."
Yingkong Hutao struggled on Fang Zuo's big hand, jumped down, landed on her feet, then bent her waist and squatted down.
She looked up at Fang Zuo and glared at the man fiercely.
The little head just lowered.
The high black ponytail kept shaking.
"Aren't we talking about things?" Fang Zuo couldn't help but grab the rhythmically bouncing ponytail with one hand.
"I can speak now." Yingsong Kurumi said incoherently.
In the small office next door.
Feng Dielian didn't dare to release her spiritual power, and she stuck to the wall, listening to the noise coming from next door.
In the days to come, I will see that man again.
but.
But she always used the identity of another woman.
Thinking of this, Feng Dielian finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She laid down on the desk, buried her face in her arms, and sobbed softly.
Fang Zuo walked out of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard Department.
Without answering Yingsora Kurumi's question, he took the one with the same teeth marks on its neck and the planted strawberries.
at last.
After promising Yingsora Kurumi to keep the tooth marks and strawberries for one night, she was let off without further questioning.
Fang Zuoxian came to Xinrong Planning in Shinjuku.
The lights in the cat cafe have been turned off.
On the sign, a giant cat-shaped neon light is still attracting the attention of passers-by.
In the inner room.
The cat-girl sisters have fallen into a deep sleep.
But Hebei Caiyi has not woken up yet and is still sleeping.
But she could sense that the soul had recovered well, and that demon soul had been gradually completely refined by her.
After all, he has the bloodline of Qingqiu's ancient demon fox.
Now that his spiritual energy is so scarce, he relies on instinct and blood to safely get through the fourth tail.
Fang Zuo turned around and left, coming to the nearby Tokyo Imperial Hotel and walking into the room where the agency information desk was.
The bald old man was unexpectedly alone in the room, with neither the young girl nor the old woman around.
Seeing Fang Zuo coming in, he quickly stood up, prostrated himself on the ground, and respectfully called out, "Sir."
"Well, get up." Fang Zuo nodded and was about to sit on the sofa, but then he thought better of standing.
"Please feel free to sit down, sir. This is a new sofa that no one has ever touched before." The bald old man stood up and said carefully, smiling, "I am the only one who wipes it every day, and I use a new towel."
"You guy, I really want to ask you to come over to help me with the chores." Fang Zuo sat down with confidence and said with a smile.
"It would be a blessing for me if I could be with you, sir, even for a short while." The bald old man said quickly with great joy.
"Have all those industries been dealt with?" Fang Zuo asked instead of continuing.
"It has been handled. According to your instructions, we have hired some professional managers to take care of it. However, it would be better for you to meet with the heads of some departments." Seeing that Fang Zuo did not respond, the old man showed a hint of just the right amount of disappointment and quickly replied.
Then he took out a file bag from the table next to him and handed it to Fang Zuo: "These businesses are not like hotels. If we don't meet to stabilize people's hearts, they may be poached by other peers, and it will affect profits."
"Okay, let's wait two days." Fang Zuo nodded, took the file bag, stood up, and left the room as the bald old man bowed every three steps.
With a thought, I realized that Jin Meiting was still holding a meeting with his subordinates in the conference room so late. It seemed that just like Oda Yui said, he had almost no time to rest.
In another suite, Kyoko Sasaki was lying on the bed with a flushed face.
The white color is dazzling.
I never realized this woman had this side.
Fang Zuo gave a teasing smile and came to the door of her hotel suite.
(End of this chapter)
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