Chapter 78 Fatal Trap (Please read! Please vote!)
The female assistant seemed unable to believe it.
He rubbed his eyes again, then quickly pointed in the direction and shouted.
After getting out of the car, Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked in the direction of the female assistant's finger.
The delicate little face turned cold.
It turned out that a group of workers were dismantling Shiraishi Nagimitsu's billboard.
The Setagaya district is the largest source of votes for Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
This has been her base since she was elected as a member of the Tokyo assembly.
Not only ordinary people, but also many businesses are very supportive of her.
It can be said that this is Shiraishi Nagimitsu's voting base.
And Shiraishi Nagimitsu also did his best for the people of Setagaya Ward.
It solved many of the problems they encountered and also secured many benefits for people’s livelihood.
But today.
The billboards at the intersection here are being taken down.
It was Shiraishi Nagimitsu's campaign billboard.
There's something wrong with this.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.
I have a very good relationship with the president of this mall.
Although the billboard contract expires today, I will always wait for myself to come and renew the contract.
We have reached a tacit understanding.
This time, they neither waited for me to fall back nor notified me before starting to change the billboard.
Advertising is a very important means for MPs.
Billboards can gradually and invisibly influence the people in this community.
Let them slowly accept that this congressman is in their lives.
Especially those who don't care about politics and don't know who to vote for.
At this time, the image of someone's billboard on the streets he often passes by may very likely determine who he will vote for in the end.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu came to the office on the fifth floor of the mall.
President Inagaki came out to greet him, with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.
"Mr. Shiraishi, I'm really sorry that I took the advertisement down without notifying you this time." President Inagaki said apologetically.
"I thought we already had a tacit understanding." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sat elegantly on the sofa with her legs crossed.
A pair of flesh-colored stockings, stretched tightly on the round and plump thighs, reveal the fair skin on the legs with a slight luster.
President Inagaki glanced at the place quickly and said, "I'm sorry, Councillor Shiraishi, my Chamber of Commerce is having some financial problems, so..."
"We have been dealing with each other for many years, President Inagaki." Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled slightly.
The smile on the delicate little face makes people feel like spring breeze.
"Besides, I thought we were old friends for many years. Is there anything we can't just say directly?"
“Who stole my advertising space and how much did they pay?”
Shiraishi Nagimitsu kept smiling and spoke gently.
"I'm sorry, Congressman Shiraishi." President Inagaki bowed slightly with some shame: "Congressman Abe offered twice the price, so..."
"So this is a price you can't refuse, right?" Shiraishi Nagi stood up and straightened his clothes. "Then if I also offer twice the price, can you leave the location of this billboard to your old friend?"
President Inagaki nodded repeatedly: "Of course, no, it doesn't need to be twice as much, as long as Councillor Shiraishi gives 70% more, I will give you the space for the billboard."
"I'll give you 50% more." Shiraishi Nagimitsu stretched out her hand, "It's just double the amount, plus an extra 50% for President Inagaki."
"Ah? Congressman Shiraishi, what are you doing?" President Inagaki said in surprise.
"Since President Inagaki still considers me a friend, I naturally cannot let my friend suffer." Shiraishi Nagimitsu curled his lips: "You still don't want to shake hands with me, President Inagaki?"
President Inagaki excitedly stepped forward and shook hands with both hands.
"Don't worry, Councillor Shiraishi. I will reserve the advertising space on this street for you in the future."
"Our whole family is your loyal fan."
Shiraishi Nagimitsu smiled and nodded, pulled back her little hand, and tucked a strand of long hair behind her small ear.
"We can sign the contract now, President Inagaki."
The contract was signed smoothly and all the money was settled.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu walked out of the Chamber of Commerce elevator.
"elder sister."
A tall and handsome young man walked over.
"Shiraishi Nobutomo?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu frowned.
"It's me." Shiraishi Nobutomo showed a handsome and sunny smile: "Can we have dinner together? I have something to tell you."
"I'm sorry, I have nothing to do with the Shiraishi family anymore." Shiraishi Nagimitsu sneered.
"It's about family matters."
"I'm even less interested in knowing." Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned and left.
"Don't you want to know how your adoptive mother died?" Shiraishi Nobutomo shouted loudly.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu turned around suddenly and opened her mouth in surprise: "Didn't she die of illness?"
Shiraishi Nobutomo pointed to a high-end restaurant nearby.
"Sister, can we talk while we eat?"
Inside Tokyo Hotel.
Fang Zuo slowly walked out of the elevator.
"Onii-chan." Oda Yui ran over and threw herself into Fang Zuo's arms.
Fang Zuo held her in his arms as usual, turned around, and then put her down.
“I want more, I want more.” Oda Yui shook her little head.
"You'll be an idol soon, so be careful about being photographed by reporters." Fang Zuo patted Oda Yui's little head.
"Boss, it's okay. All the reporters in Tokyo are my friends. They are the kind of friends with whom I have deep vested interests."
Jin Meiting walked over in her high heels.
graceful and graceful.
The cheeks are flushed.
He deliberately took off the coat that covered his shoulders and held it in his hands.
Revealing the snow-white shoulders and deep ravines
Since that night.
My new boss is like the ultimate aphrodisiac.
It was hard to restrain myself just thinking about him.
Not to mention seeing it.
A pair of slender and plump legs were tightly clamped together.
It’s like going back to the time when I first fell in love in middle school.
Full of desire for the touch of skin.
Fang Zuo nodded to show that he believed it.
A woman with three-phase hands will never doubt her own skill.
What's more, Jin Meiting said it was a conflict of interest, which made it even more solid.
He took out the black bank card that Sannomiya Tsubaki had returned to him and handed it to Jin Miting.
"Again, don't worry about the money."
"Since you already have a way, tie up all the media reporters in Tokyo and Japan, and even the media reporters in South Korea."
"Just like your own plans, take control of the media first."
Jin Meiting took the black card and became even more excited.
In this era, if there is anything that can make women wet faster than handsome guys.
Then there's only cash.
But I am not.
Jin Meiting bit her lower lip.
His breathing became heavier.
Even if it was so before, it is not so now.
Your new boss is the one who makes you wet the fastest.
But when I took the black card and my fingers touched it.
I feel a sense of emptiness.
Yoyogi Park, Shibuya, Tokyo.
Inside Abe Nosuke's villa.
Shiraishi Nobutomo was handing over various photos in a flattering manner.
Abe Noja took the photo and nodded: "Whether Shiraishi Nagimitsu can fall down depends on you."
(End of this chapter)
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