Chapter 304: Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Prime Minister Team
Fang Zuo understood this feeling. People who were in extreme mental pain usually needed another kind of strong physical stimulation to numb themselves.
Just like those people who abuse themselves.
He cut himself with a knife.
Yuuna Hashimoto was wearing a fluffy white sweater at the moment.
He has an extremely cute little face and doesn't look like a navy admiral at all.
Her tight-fitting long jeans had been torn off by her because they were torn and hindered her running.
Now it's like a pair of denim shorts, stuck at the hips.
This naval admiral is only 1.66 meters tall, but his legs are 106 cm long, which means that almost two-thirds of this delicate figure are legs.
Two beautiful legs like white jade stood straight, shining in the moonlight.
The skin is delicate and translucent, and the long, straight, smooth and round thighs are tightly pressed together, and the narrow fabric of the white underwear can be seen at the base of the thighs.
Under the man's gaze.
Hashimoto Yuna's fair and delicate face suddenly realized what she was saying.
A blush appeared on her face.
She raised one of her snow-white legs with a beautiful dance move, her white thighs stood straight up, and her two white jade-like thighs were crossed and spread apart.
The little piece of cloth couldn't cover it at all.
One beautiful leg is standing alone, and the other leg is resting on the man's shoulder.
Her face was close to the man, and her red lips exhaled sweet fragrance.
"Do you dare?"
But in the next second, a big hand firmly grasped her small buttocks.
Leading her towards the man.
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In a high-end residential house in Shibuya, Tokyo.
Abe Nosuke was sitting on the sofa in a long dress.
Looking at Masami Miura brewing coffee for her.
She looked at the beautiful female chief justice who had become very famous recently with her sharp eyes.
From bringing up decades-old unjust cases to overturn the verdict, to exposing her own brother as a murderer for the sake of justice, these two things made her reputation soar.
He became the first judge of the Supreme Court for a time.
When Abe Nojaku looked at the luxurious interior decoration style of the house and what Miura Masami was wearing, he knew that this beautiful woman was not a judicial fanatic.
Her desires and ambitions far outweigh her belief in the law.
Although this beautiful woman was wearing a court uniform and the court emblem.
He hadn't had time to change out of his chief justice's attire.
But when she bent her body, her plump buttocks made her uniform pants look round.
These uniform pants have obviously been altered.
The pants were tightened at the waist and midsection, clinging tightly to her beautiful legs.
So much so that when you bend over, you can clearly see the thong pattern.
It is the latest Victoria's Secret.
Six laces, three on each side tied at the hips.
The scarce fabric is made of lace and embroidery.
I heard that this beautiful woman has never had a man. Haha, it seems she has kept it pretty secret.
This is good, it is easier to negotiate with a woman who has desires and ambitions.
Rather than that wooden judicial defender.
Masami Miura twisted her waist, picked up a cup of brewed coffee and placed it in front of Abe Nosuke.
"I'm really sorry, Congressman Abe. I just moved into this room and didn't prepare any good coffee to entertain guests." Miura Masami said apologetically, sitting on the other side of the sofa: "Please forgive me."
While Abe Nojaku was looking at her, she also looked at Abe Nojaku from time to time.
Masami Miura is certainly aware of her strength in the political arena and the influence of the Abe family alliance.
So she could never have imagined that the popular candidate for the next prime minister would suddenly come to visit her in person.
Come to your door.
"You're welcome, Justice Miura." Abe Nosuke was wearing a red dress.
The plump buttocks and wide hips made the tight skirt look deformed.
"I didn't come here just to drink the Chief Justice's coffee. I don't like procrastination, so I'll just say it straight." Abe Nosuke took a sip and put down his coffee. "Recently, the congressman's political corruption case has been appealed to the Supreme Court. I heard that Chief Justice Miura took over the case, right?"
"Congressman Abe is really well-informed. Yes, I took over this case." Miura Masami nodded and said, "The file has been sent to me."
"I hope that Chief Justice Masayoshi Miura will consider the current political environment. Sixty-five lawmakers are involved in the black gold case. If all of them are convicted, it will be a huge blow to the country and the international community," said Abe Nosuke.
"Is Congressman Abe coming to me just for this?" Miura Masami frowned. "I looked at the court's preliminary ruling and the evidence of the black money, and it seems that there is not much room for reversal."
"Yes." Abe Nosuke took out a file bag and put it on the table and said, "These 25 members of our party were all killed because a few councils miscalculated the political fundraising banquet tickets."
"We have already paid off the so-called black money. Here is the detailed accounting report. As for other councillors, I don't know."
"I'm sorry, this seems to be a bit difficult for me, Congressman Abe." Miura Masami did not take the document bag and shook his head: "Once this precedent is set, members of other parties will be punished."
"I don't know about them, but our Abe family and the allied families will be very grateful to Justice Miura. If you need us in the future, just let me know." Abe Noque leaned back and said with a smile:
"Besides, I don't need Justice Miura to rule not guilty. I just need you to send it back for a retrial. I will naturally have a way with the procuratorate after that."
"It's just a piece of cake for you, and it won't cause any controversy. It's too easy, isn't it?"
"Congressman Abe asked me to think about it." Masami Miura picked up the coffee and drank it sip by sip, neither agreeing nor refusing.
"Of course, Chief Justice Miura, please take your time to think about it." Abe Noja stood up and said, "Then I'll leave first."
"I'll see Congressman Abe off." Masami Miura also stood up.
After seeing off Abe Nojaku, a satisfied smile appeared on Miura Masami's face.
Even Abe No Suzu had to ask for help from him.
It can be predicted that once the remaining congressmen hear the news, the forces behind them will come to find him one after another.
As Abe Noja said, why not do something that goes with the flow?
downstairs.
Abe Nojaku sat in the car, rolled down the window, smiled and said goodbye to Miura Masami, then slowly closed his eyes.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Now that you are considering it, then it is done.
They understand each other tacitly.
It's a pleasure to talk about these things with a woman who has desires and ambitions.
Don't worry about anything else.
The factor that makes a deal is nothing more than the amount of profit.
Now there was only one other thing left.
After his sister-in-law went to Shiba Mao without his permission and went to Washington as a widow.
Warmly received by the newly elected President Trump.
For a while.
The family began to stir.
Various ambitions arise.
Either they want to be elected as a member of parliament, or they are trying to gain political capital everywhere.
Now the whole family is in chaos.
"Please help me make a video call to that old guy." An Bei Nai Que said in the back row.
"Okay, I'll call Shiba Shige right away." Asai Kinnosuke, who was sitting in the passenger seat, responded.
The only person whom Abe calls an old man is the current interim Prime Minister Shigeki Yoshida.
The video call was connected quickly.
"Congressman Abe, good evening. You haven't called me for a long time. Is there anything wrong?" Prime Minister Shigekiru looked a little tired in the video and lay down in the chair.
His short and fat figure looked even more shabby when curled up in the chair.
"What's wrong? Your Excellency the Prime Minister doesn't look very energetic." Abe Nosuke said with a smile: "Isn't that chair uncomfortable to sit on?"
"It's really not easy to sit here. We have dealt with each other in Congress for so long, so stop mocking me, Congressman Abe." Prime Minister Shigeki said, "You must have something to ask me, just tell me directly."
"Our Prime Minister, are you worried that the new president in Washington doesn't want to see you?" Abe Nosuke said casually as he looked at his freshly done manicure.
"Haha, what are you talking about, Abe? We only submit requests for meetings when there is nothing wrong." Prime Minister Shigeki laughed and denied it, saying, "We are just waiting for a reply."
"Don't hold on, Prime Minister. Our cabinet's confidentiality is not as good as you think." Abe Noja interrupted Prime Minister Shiba's next words: "I know you have been rejected three times. Don't deny it, Prime Minister."
"Even if you sacrifice my sister-in-law and want to use my brother's political legacy, so what? I still won't see you."
"What do you want to say? Congressman Abe, just say it straight. Let's not beat around the bush." Prime Minister Shigeki pulled his tie and loosened his shirt collar in annoyance.
"Then I'll be frank. I have a way to get Washington to meet you. The conditions are very simple. Remove my sister-in-law from all her positions and knock her back from the political arena." Abe Nosuke said coldly.
"But I have already promised her to help her enter Congress and become a member of parliament." Shiba Mao said in a deep voice.
"That's your business. I'm just making a deal with you." Abe Nosuke said calmly, "A prime minister who is not recognized by Washington, no matter how many ideas you have, are redundant."
"A Japanese Prime Minister who has not been recognized by the United States. Ha. What can you do with all this time? Wait? You don't even have a glimmer of hope."
"." Shiba Mao paced back and forth and looked at Abe Nosuke: "Are you sure your method will work?"
"Of course I can't guarantee it, but you can try to see if it works." Abe Nosuke said with a smile.
"You say." Shiba Mao nodded.
"It's very simple. Ask your foreign minister to draft a request and send a meeting to our next-door neighbor," Abe Nosuke said. "Next, you should know what to do?"
"Request a meeting with the neighbor next door." Shiba Mao frowned and said, "If this matter gets out, won't it offend Washington even more? Wait."
"Yes, yes, yes, why didn't I think of that." Shiba Mao opened his eyes wide, stood up and gave a thumbs up: "As expected, she is a woman from the Anbei political family. This temporary cabinet we formed cannot compare to her."
"Once this signal is sent out, Washington will surely send us a signal for a meeting, fearing that we will side with them."
Suddenly he stopped and asked: What if our neighbor also refuses to accept my request for a meeting? Wouldn't that be counterproductive? It would be an international disgrace. "
Abe Nojaku sneered in his heart, hasn't he lost enough yet?
There is no expression on his face.
"Prime Minister, don't you know to send the Minister of Foreign Affairs to test the waters first?" Abe said mockingly, "If the other party has no such intention, you can use a third-party newspaper to say that you will meet with your neighbor next door."
"When a foreign minister visits a foreign country, no matter how much the other side dislikes you, you can rest assured that they will receive you."
"If the talks go well and the other party is willing, you can immediately notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs that you will hold talks with the other party."
"Okay, let's do it!" Shiba Mao clapped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Senator Abe, I will get your sister-in-law back right away."
"I will withdraw all the promises I made to her, so you can rest assured."
"Then I'll leave it to the Prime Minister." After hanging up the video, Abe Noja sneered.
What a stupid guy! I don't know how he can hold the position of Prime Minister while juggling between two superpowers.
And there are those guys in the family who are ready to make some moves.
This act of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys is hoped to make them restrain their small actions. Otherwise, I don't mind burying a few people ——————
at the same time.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu was packing up in her office and preparing to go back.
Mei Shiraishi sat outside in the hall yawning like a scoundrel.
"Excuse me, is Councillor Shiraishi here?" A short middle-aged man with a square face walked in and knocked on the office door.
"Councilor Takeda Ryosuke?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked up and saw the person coming. His delicate face was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here? Please sit down. Shiraishi Mei, pour me a cup of tea."
"I am very sorry, Congressman Shiraishi, to bother you so late, but for the sake of Japan, I have no choice but to do this," said Takeda Ryosuke with a deep bow.
For Japan?
This topic is a bit too big.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu quickly invited Takeda Ryosuke to sit down.
This non-partisan representative of the parliament was born into an ordinary civilian family in Kansai.
He has always worked diligently in Congress and never done anything that would attract attention.
"Let me get straight to the point, Congressman Shiraishi. I'm here for the proposal I put forward regarding regulating the political donations of congressmen." Takeda Ryosuke said in a deep voice, "Congressman Shiraishi has also seen this in the past few years in Congress."
“Since the establishment of Parliament, MPs have used various forums to raise political donations, making the entire Parliament a mess.”
“In the past, donations were made directly to a fixed account, which made it easier to check the accounts.”
"Over the years, various means of circumventing reporting political donations have emerged one after another."
"MPs use various forms to sell tickets, such as selling tickets at gatherings or inviting celebrities to perform and sell tickets. Now they even sell tickets for package tours."
"These actions are nothing more than using various means to disperse the income and expenditure of accounts and books, so that accountants can more easily falsify accounts to avoid inspection."
"Some even go so far as to use various digital payments to avoid reporting political donations."
"Some people use foreign identities or overseas accounts to hide political donations."
"Congressman Takeda, I understand what you said," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said, "I have also read the reform proposal you submitted, but I think the reform bill you proposed will most likely not pass."
"After all, this concerns the interests of all members of Congress, and many members have made a lot of money from these political donations."
"Yes. That's why I came to see Councillor Shiraishi." Takeda Ryosuke stood up and bowed deeply to Shiraishi Nagimitsu: "Because I believe Councillor Shiraishi will not do this. Based on what Councillor Shiraishi has done in the past, I believe you will definitely support me in passing this political donation bill."
Shiraishi Nagi frowned her beautiful brows.
This matter is not as simple as just agreeing to it casually.
Once you nod, you will be putting yourself in opposition to all the parliamentarians.
Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing his parents. This is an eternal truth.
No matter how popular you are, once you agree to this, you will be hated by almost all the parliamentarians.
"I believe that Congressman Takeda is not looking for only me, right?" said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
"Yes, I have approached Senator Abe and other members of the parliament, but they all refused." Takeda Ryosuke said in a hoarse voice: "These people only care about their own interests and never know what to do for these countries."
Takeda Ryosuke looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowning and thinking silently, and a light flashed in his mind.
As expected, I was right. Congressman Shiraishi had the same heart as me, caring about the people and the country.
Otherwise it will be rejected immediately.
"Member Shiraishi, I know it's difficult for you. I also know that you will be participating in the election for Prime Minister soon. Doing this will put you on the opposite side of many members of parliament." Takeda Ryosuke said sincerely:
"But if you can promise, I promise you on behalf of the people in Kansai who support me and myself."
"If you run for prime minister, we will be your supporters, believe me"
Takeda Ryosuke bowed deeply.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu paced back and forth.
The rhythm of the clattering sound of high heels is just like the anxiety in Takeda Ryosuke's heart.
If Congressman Shiraishi also refuses, then his proposal will have no hope.
As time passed, Takeda Ryosuke became more and more desperate.
He knew that the longer the other party took to consider, the more he or she took into consideration.
The greater the chance of rejection.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu finally turned around under Takeda Ryosuke's desperate gaze.
"I refuse," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu, shaking her head.
"As expected, I can understand, Councillor Shiraishi." Takeda Ryosuke sighed, "I shouldn't have had such high expectations. Sorry to bother you, Councillor Shiraishi."
Takeda Ryosuke stood up dejectedly, turned around and prepared to leave.
"But I have a way to get your proposal passed," Shiraishi Nagiko said calmly . Takeda Ryosuke turned his head sharply.
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Inside a luxurious club in Tokyo.
Mikami Yuya sat on the sofa without getting up, looking at Demi Blackred in front of her and smiling: "What a rare guest, Miss Demi Blackred, I don't think I have issued an invitation this time, why did you come here on your own?"
"Don't be pretentious, Ms. Mikami Yua, do you know why I'm here?" Demi Blackrock sat down opposite Mikami Yua.
The two beauties each wore a small dress from a different luxury brand, one pink and the other black.
They stared at each other like fighting cocks, neither wanting to give in.
Reilly next to her looked around, trying to find Nagano Rei.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." Mikami Yuya spread his hands and said, "I don't even have coffee prepared here. If you don't like tea, I won't pour it for you."
"You are provoking our entire Jewish consortium. Miss Mikami Yuya, will your Mikami family take this responsibility?" Demi Blackrock said coldly, "The drone orders you snatched were placed by the US military. Not only are you going against the entire Jewish consortium, you are also provoking the largest military-industrial complex in the United States."
"Those are orders from DJI, from our neighbor next door." Yua Mikami said with a smile, "Ms. Demi, the U.S. Congress has passed a sanctions bill from your president, prohibiting the import of any DJI products. You are breaking the law."
"Ms. Demi Blackrock, if this matter gets out, I believe you will be in no less trouble than I am."
"The angry people and opposition MPs will tear you apart in Parliament."
"Just tell me directly what you want in exchange for returning this batch of orders to me." Demi Blackrock took a deep breath.
It’s better not to make a big deal about this kind of thing.
The most important thing is to replace the outer shells of these DJI aircraft on time, polish off the LOGO and then hand them over to the military.
"It's very simple, give me the shares of Sumitomo Group." Yua Mikami said with a smile.
"Are you kidding?" Demi Blackrock sneered, "Do you know how much the shares of the Sumitomo Group would be if converted into wealth?"
"You also mentioned converting it into wealth." Yua Mikami stood up and said, "After all, it's just equity, not stocks, my Miss Demi Blackrock, but this batch of DJI orders is real wealth."
"I think it's easy to calculate with your intelligence. According to the intensity of the battlefields in Ukraine and Israel, these aircraft are probably more than just the first batch."
“It’s a constant business, isn’t it?”
"Compared to that, what can you do with Sumitomo's shares? It will only give me less capital power."
"No need to say more, that's enough." Demi Blackrock nodded readily: "I promise you."
When she came here, she had already made up her mind that handing over the shares of Sumitomo Group was her bottom line.
As Yuya Mikami said, Sumitomo's shares only represent half of the power of the Sumitomo Group.
If it weren't for suppressing the Mikami family, there would be no use in getting these shares.
Since both of them are smart people, there is no need for too much bargaining.
"That's right." Mikami stood up gracefully and happily, having finally secured all the shares of the Sumitomo Group.
He holds shares in two of the top six financial groups in Japan.
Although this wealth does not belong to him, it gives him enormous power.
There are so many things I can do.
By pooling the capital of the two conglomerates to form Sumitomo Mitsui Bank and bringing together all foreign exchange, they could turn the global overseas markets upside down.
Yua Mikami and Demi Blackrock held hands together.
Competing secretly.
The competition between Jewish and Japanese conglomerates is not over yet.
"There's another woman. I want to challenge her in a one-on-one duel." Reilly stood up: "I don't accept it!!"
(End of this chapter)
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