Tokyo: There's something wrong with this counterattack system

Chapter 127 Offended

As his uncle's only relative, Kitahara was welcomed by many people.

Among them are bankers, entrepreneurs, directors who have become quite famous in recent years, etc. In short, Kitahara has met many famous people on TV.

He even saw unexpected people.

"Kitahara?"

"Teacher Kosaka."

The meeting between the two seemed so unexpected. She looked at him in surprise, and Kitahara also looked over.

Asuka Kousaka was holding a tall red wine glass in her hand and wearing a dark red evening dress. She seemed to have a special liking for this color.

"He's very capable but not very well-hidden." Kitahara couldn't help but sigh as he stared at the two great truths from Teacher Kosaka.

The second young lady's evening gown was slit, revealing a snow-white career line. It seemed that the waist had been supported to hold up such a pair of round and full breasts.

"You too."

Asuka Kousaka obviously misunderstood his meaning and asked with interest, "I didn't expect you to be a relative of Judge Kitahara. Do you know what your uncle's status is?"

"I am not sure."

"Do you see the lobsters in the distance?" The second lady pointed to the dining table five steps away from Beiyuan, where there were several Boston lobsters. Beiyuan took a few glances and felt a little envious.

"What do you mean?"

"His fame is such that it takes you half an hour to walk there."

Beiyuan was speechless. He turned his head and looked around, and found that many people were staring at him.

I suppose I'm as tempting as the lobster on the table.

No, he should be more attractive than Bolon. At least Bolon doesn't have dozens of people staring at him.

Kitahara was surprised.

I didn't expect that the identity arranged by the system would be so powerful that it could turn me from an ordinary person into a popular figure even among TV stars.

But it makes sense when you think about it.

No matter which country it is, judge can be said to be a position only held by the upper class, not to mention that this uncle has been working hard for many years and has many disciples. These people will be a resource in the future. In order to please this group of people, many people will take the initiative to look for Beiyuan to greet them.

"It seems like there's no dinner planned." Kitahara joked, but his attitude was pretty good.

"Do you need help?"

A cheerful voice rang in his ears. When he came to his senses, he didn't realize that the second young lady was already standing beside him, standing with him.

Asuka Kousaka has her hair tied up today, looking noble and dignified, like a lady, with a mature charm.

I think it will take another ten years.

She can become the beautiful woman commonly seen on TV, aloof, cold and beautiful.

"How can I help?" Beiyuan asked naturally.

"You beg me first." A hint of cunning flashed in the second lady's eyes.

Beiyuan turned the red wine glass. To be honest, he didn't find this trick interesting. Ever since he had some spare money, he especially liked to talk frankly.

He thought for a moment and said, "I kind of understand what you want to do, but Mr. Kosaka has such a bad personality, so I don't want to beg you. You know, there are plenty of female companions here, and if I want, they'd be more than happy to get in front of me."

“Will the effect be the same?”

"Is it different?"

"Of course, how can they compare with me?" said the second lady with her head held high.

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Beiyuan no longer wants to deal with gold diggers. Dealing with such people all the time recently will alienate his soul.

But he didn't back down. "It's really troublesome to be pestered by others, especially those who are like flies. Dealing with such people will only make you feel sick, don't you think so, Mr. Kousaka?"

"That's true." Asuka Kousaka nodded.

"Then we have reached a consensus, right?" Kitahara said seriously.

"what?"

"Of course I'm very attractive, but the second daughter of a new energy company who has been single for many years is no less tempting than me."

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Asuka Kousaka paused for a moment, then came back to her senses and rolled her eyes charmingly, saying angrily, "You stinky Kitahara, you're quite good at talking."

"So what does Kousaka-sensei think?"

"There's no other way. I can only obey you." Asuka sighed.

After saying that, she naturally took Kitahara's arm and stuck close to him, her two white breasts swaying and slightly changing shape.

Beiyuan tilted his head and smelled the body fragrance of the second young lady.

The perfumes she used were all simple and elegant, but they were very intoxicating, especially when they were applied so closely, which always gave people an itchy feeling.

"Will it be too close?"

"Kind of."

Asuka Kousaka seemed to notice his strangeness and said with a smile, "You can't refuse. If you're too far away, you'll get entangled."

"If we get too close, reporters will probably take pictures of us." Kitahara glanced at the flash lights in the distance.

Japanese journalists are almost as unscrupulous as Hong Kong journalists.

"Reporters? They're just running dogs of politicians, just like those low-class Yakuza." The second young lady's tone was full of contempt. "They're like dogs. Do they dare to publish without my permission?"

Kitahara remained silent.

There are some clear-minded people among the journalists, but of course they are too lazy to pay attention to these rumors.

The two of them walked around, during which time Asuka Kousaka's value quickly became apparent.

There is a female companion around.

Although there are still many people coming to visit, there are fewer topics to talk about.

Kitahara was not doing nothing. He was still thinking about someone, the director of Fubei Dafeng named Shimamoto.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

But he is a villain, and now he wants to avenge the loss he suffered a few days ago.

"This is the head of the Personnel Division of the Ministry of Education (Education Bureau). If you have anything to ask, it's best to go and toast him." Asuka Kousaka gently pulled Kitahara's sleeve, and the latter nodded to show that he understood.

Before toasting, Kitahara straightened his sleeves, then stepped forward with a smile: "Mr. Kamizawa."

The mustachioed man standing before him was Kensuke Kamizawa, the head of the Personnel Division of the Education Bureau.

In terms of official position.

It is much lower than the cheap uncle given by the system, but Beiyuan did not take advantage of the power of others. After all, he knows that he has nothing now.

When asking someone to do something for you, you should be respectful.

"Hello, Mr. Kitahara." Kensuke Kamizawa shook hands with him.

"Just call me Yang Xi, I'm your junior." Beiyuan was very polite.

Seeing Kamizake Kensuke's puzzled look, Kitahara wasn't interested in playing dumb and said bluntly, "Actually, I have something to ask you. I heard that you're in charge of reviewing the qualifications of teachers in schools."

"You go ahead and talk first."

Kensuke Kamizawa didn't insist on helping. He wasn't a man with supernatural powers who could decide everything. Besides, Kitahara said he would help, but it might cause a lot of trouble.

Kitahara thought for a moment and said, "Look, there's a director named Shimamoto at the school I'm attending now. Of course, you may not know him, but you definitely know Shimamoto, the managing director of our school board."

Then, he explained how Shimamoto entered Fubei University, and also how Shimamoto was in charge of the teacher qualification review.

Finally, I didn’t forget to mention Sayuri Sato.

"Ms. Sato is the most responsible teacher I've seen in recent years. She's capable and very caring towards her students. I'm very sad that she was threatened by someone like this."

"So, I'd like to ask Mr. Jinqian to check if there's any shady dealings going on here."

Standing aside, Asuka Kousaka silently turned her face away, wondering how this little bastard could be so shameless.

Instead, Kensuke Kamimae breathed a sigh of relief. He was wondering what else he was thinking.

A small director, just giving the teacher a hard time.
To be honest, it would be embarrassing for him to handle such matters. Normally, Kensuke Kamizawa would leave it to his subordinates.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you ask your uncle for help, even though he's so capable, and instead asked me, a section chief, for help?" Kamizawa Kensuke was a little confused, feeling like he was using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

However, since the other party has brought it up, I have to express my attitude and give them face.

No matter how you calculate it, this deal is a sure win.

Kensuke Kamizawa said bitterly, "This man named Shimada is truly despicable. I will not allow such people to exist in the teaching staff. How can the country provide good education with such pests?"

"How about this, Yang Xijun, I'm going to call my subordinates right now and guarantee that tomorrow, no, tonight you'll see this island or something get rid of it."

"Excuse me."

Kitahara coughed, "The one called Sato Sayuri"

Kensuke Kamizawa pretended not to hear and looked at him with a smile.

Kitahara was stunned for a moment, but it was Asuka Kosaka who pulled him away and whispered, "Idiot, how can you ask for help like this!"

"Ok?"

Kitahara looked at her, but Kousaka Asuka didn't say anything. She pulled Kitahara to the dining table and handed him a broccoli.

Kitahara thought for a moment and probably understood what Asuka meant.

Some things cannot be said too bluntly.

Of course, since Kitahara mentioned it, Kensuke Kamizome will definitely help. After all, Kitahara's face is very valuable at this time, so he has to give it to the Buddha.

"I thought you knew everything." Kousaka Asuka teased.

"I have no experience. People need to try something for the first time to become proficient."

Kitahara didn't mind.

He is only eighteen years old now. If he could understand these things, he would seem like a monster.

I got rid of a worry.

Kitahara felt much better. He felt his phone vibrate and saw that it was a call from Senkawa Nami, but he ignored her.

Let her wait.

The dinner is over.

Kitahara greeted his uncle and then said goodbye to some new 'friends' he had made.

If things go as expected, these people will become part of his network in the future. As for the deeper disputes among the clans, Beiyuan doesn't know much about it, but there is no need to worry, as Secretary Duoshi will slowly tell him about this kind of thing in the future.

He stood at the bathroom door, waiting quietly. The second young lady had drunk a little too much due to socializing, and was still in the bathroom dressing up.

Drinking is required at dinner parties.

This is a very normal thing. Many topics need to be opened with wine, besides sex, money, and career.
Kitahara doesn't agree, but he respects it.

Since he has chosen to enter this small circle, he must adapt to the rules inside. Tonight, Asuka Kousaka helped him block a lot of alcohol, and Kitahara planned to take care of her, or at least send her back to the apartment.

"Are you Kitahara Yoki?"

A cold voice came from the side. Beiyuan turned his head and saw a woman with a high ponytail and high heels standing in front of him.

She has a very good appearance and a full chest.

However, his eyebrows and eyes are very sharp, giving people a feeling that he is not easy to mess with.

"Yes, who are you?" Kitahara said politely.

"You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that I am the heir of Kitahara Harutaka, not some lowly person like you who just came out of the mountains."

The woman's tone was very rude. Seeing this, Kitahara frowned. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Although I don't know who you are, but..."

Beiyuan smiled, leaning down and said, "The low-class people you mentioned have the right to order you to get out of here."

"Now, can you go?"

The woman's expression grew colder.

I think she felt that she had enough aura to give Beiyuan a warning.

Unexpectedly, not only was I not deterred, but I was threatened instead.

"We'll see!"

"You'll regret this one day!"

Kitahara looked at her back and glanced at the favorability system.

[Character: Hanatani Seiko]

[Status: Kitahara Harutaka's most outstanding disciple, she was supposed to be Kitahara Harutaka's successor, but her position was taken away by a stranger, and she was furious.]

【Favourability: 4】

Ok?
It feels like you stole something from someone else, so they came to you.

Beiyuan was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do.

You can't ask the system to return your identity, right?
He was silent for a moment and didn't care too much.

The other party kept calling me an inferior person.

It must be very uncomfortable to have everything taken away by inferior people, right?

Like discrimination?

Ah.

Naturally, Beiyuan had no intention of making enemies.

Find someone to explain it to you someday and clear up the misunderstanding.
Kitahara is going to run for a seat in the council in the future, and he has no direct conflict with Hanatani Seiko.

He thought about it and stood there waiting.

After a while, Asuka Kousaka came out of the bathroom with a charming blush on her face.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Fortunately."

Kitahara looked at the time. It was actually quite late now. It was 8:50. After sending Kousaka Asuka back to the apartment, he could go find Senkawa Nami.

He has 30 million yen in his hand.

If you borrow money, you can get tens of millions, of course this is not necessary
Beiyuan always thought that as long as there was enough money, the more greedy one was, the easier it would be to be captured.
Just like Senkawa Nami.

The two got into Asuka Kousaka's Maserati. The crimson sports car was particularly seductive in the night, and the beauty in the passenger seat was equally intoxicating.

She was naturally plump, and her face flushed after drinking. Her whole body exuded the charm of a mature woman, and her every frown and smile was charming.

"please."

"Small things."

After saying this, Asuka Kousaka lowered her head against the chair and closed her eyes. She was a little too drunk.

Kitahara started the engine and felt the power of the sports car.

Strictly speaking, he has never had a driver's license in this life. Of course, he passed the test in his previous life, so it probably doesn't count as driving without a license.

Anyway.

No one dared to stop the car.

The car drove on Chiyoda Expressway for about half an hour. After satisfying his driving urge, Kitahara took Asuka Kousaka to the apartment.

"Teacher Kosaka."

"Teacher Kosaka?"

After calling out twice, he turned his head and found that Asuka Kousaka was already asleep.

Maybe he was really tired, so his expression was out of control.

Lips as soft as petals.

It opened and closed slightly, and the breath exhaled was accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers and the smell of wine.

The seatbelt was hooked between the plump breasts, revealing a glimpse of the spring scenery. It was a delicacy enough to be swallowed in big mouthfuls, but if you looked closely, it seemed that it could not be held in one mouthful.

How comfortable it would be if a human face was buried in it
Kitahara looked at her for a few seconds, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and unbuckled her seat belt.

"Offended."

(End of this chapter)