Age of Dreams

The number of people living in the second element of the game and animation country, the Japanese recognized as the second, no second country dare to say that they are the first.

The same is true on the Internet. Japanese people always have all kinds of enthusiasm, and the exploration of things to the bottom has always been their hallmark.

Less than an hour after the Fuji TV’s video reached UTUBE, some netizens posted a post on the website very decisively-"The young man from the East is Xiao Qi, the president of the Fairy Company!" 》

This netizen found more than ten or twenty fuzzy photos of Xiao Qi from different sides and backs, and used them to compare from 18 directions. First, he determined Xiao Qi from the appearance and shape, and then analyzed the facts, using the example of Qiao's gang leader. Only Xiao Qi is the only young man who can make him come to Asia quietly and meet and talk with him. No one else is qualified.

The Japanese worship of Xiao Qi even surpasses that of the Qiao gang leader.

Because Xiao Qi is not only an Oriental, but he is also less than twenty years old, which coincides with the dream of a "genius boy" pursued by the Japanese.

Take a look at Japan's three famous manga for migrant workers. Even 80% of juvenile comics feature young geniuses around the age of 18 as their protagonists. This has also caused them to have a deep worship of geniuses.

Around the Fairy Company on weekdays, because DreamPad comes to the pilgrimage crowd, the Japanese are the most, and the attitude is the most pious. Yu Shanshan once ran and said that she saw a group of Japanese young people bowing and worshipping, which shows that How much they adore Xiao Qi.

The post was quickly topped, and it was reposted to various websites and forums in less than half an hour, and even Fuji TV was alarmed and made a show based on this post.

On the program, Fuji TV combined with the pictures and photos taken by itself, and got a lot of expert analysis, and the instant ratings were quite high.

Xiao Qi didn't even know about all this.

Because Jobs didn't have his contact information in Japan, naturally there was no way to tell him in time.

After half an hour of traffic jam. Xiao Qi finally hurried back to Matsuzawa Yuka's apartment at eleven o'clock.

When the feminine and stunningly beautiful young woman opened the door, in addition to seeing her somewhat helpless and flustered eyes, the boy also saw two pairs of shoes belonging to one man and one woman placed in the hallway.

"Is there a guest at home?" Xiao Qi asked softly instead of entering the door, "Should I avoid it?"

"It's okay, it's my ex-husband's family." Matsuzawa Yuka shook her head. Without any hesitation: "It's cold outside, please come in!"

She didn't care, and Xiao Qi naturally didn't care. The two of them had nothing at all, and they were not afraid of the shadow crooked.

Walking into the living room, I saw a couple in their 30s. The men are handsome, and the women are beautiful, but there is a flamboyant atmosphere.

The dressing of the two is very formal, but their eyes are wandering.

Generally speaking, people with uncertain eyes are those with weak willpower. If you add a wealth of background, they are likely to be dudes.

Xiao Qi looked at them at the same time. The two of them were also looking at Xiao Qi, and when they saw him, who was handsome and handsome, they walked in casually. Unconsciously, there was an expression of awakening on their faces.

"Sister-in-law, this is..." the man smiled and stood up and asked.

"His name is Xiao Qi, and he is a friend of mine." Matsuzawa Yuka introduced calmly, speaking to Xiao Qi in English: "Xiao Qi, this is my ex-husband’s brother Matsuzawa Shinko and younger sister Haruko Matsuzawa. ."

She knew Xiao Qi's habits. Outsiders never speak Japanese. This is the "welfare" enjoyed by the family of three. It is also a small secret, basically belonging to Xiao Qi and her.

"Hello!"

"Hello there!"

The two parties said hello. Xiao Qi wanted to go into the room to wash and rest, but after thinking about it, he sat on the other side of the sofa.

Matsuzawa Yuuka's lips moved. In the end it didn't say anything.

Song Zexin's attention was not on Xiao Qi. He smiled and said to Matsuzawa Yuka: "Sister-in-law, it's too early, and I don't want to disturb you and Mr. Xiao. Look at what I just said..."

"No way!"

Matsuzawa Yuka firmly cut the iron way.

Her answer not only made the two hopeful hearts sink, but also surprised Xiao Qi.

It is really not easy for a weak woman such as a beautiful woman to say such a firm rejection.

"Sister-in-law, I don't understand!" Taking a look at Xiao Qi, Haruko Matsuzawa couldn't help but said: "This Matsuzawa Transport Association is clearly the property of our Matsuzawa family. Why is it so difficult for us to spend a little money? This is not yours alone!"

"In a legal sense, when you sold all the shares to me, it was already mine." Matsuzawa Yuka looked at her and replied without concession.

"But this is too cheap, right?" Matsuzawa also protested: "50% of the shares, we only sold 200 million yen. Last year, the profit of the club was almost one billion, right? We are too in a loss! You have so many benefits, don’t you lose your heart? Is it better to be a man or to talk about your conscience?"

"This is not the profit you made before you sold the shares, but after you sold it, I earned it hard." The beauty girl looked at them and said: "In the New Year, you used this excuse to take away 5000 Wan, now I want money again, and 100 million is too much! It is endless again and again. Is it because I owe you? When I talk about conscience, where is your conscience?"

"Sister-in-law, don’t say it so badly, you have money, shouldn’t you take care of us?" Haruko Matsuzawa glanced at Xiao Qi, "Could it be that if your brother is dead, you start to use the money that he has left you with Come and raise Xiaobaiface, regardless of his brother's life or death?"

"You...you are too much!" Matsuzawa was trembling with fragrance, resisting the urge to cry, pointing to the door and saying: "Get out of here! Otherwise I'll call the police!"

"Huh, are you a guilty conscience?"

"Go away?" Matsuzawa Yuka picked up the phone next to him, "I count three times. If you don't leave, I'll call!"

"Okay! Okay! You vicious woman! For a little white face to be so ruthless, I've learned!"

Song Ze Xin was also angry at this time, and together with his wife glared at Matsuzawa Yuka and Xiao Qi, and slammed out the door angrily!

As soon as they left, Matsuzawa Yuka fell on the floor softly as if his bones were removed, with rows of tears showing in his beautiful big eyes, rolling down her pink face.

The matter is already very clear, that is, the **** matter between the families.

Xiao Qi wanted to comfort the beautiful young woman, but in the end decided not to talk too busy, and waited until she cried and vented her negative emotions.

The Songze couple who came out were swearing on the road, and their words naturally pointed to the "rapist, adulterous, and adulterous woman" upstairs.

"I'm looking for someone to stink them! It's a bastard, and if you have a little white face, you will forget your roots. My dead ghost brother is really a good woman to find!" When he walked down the subway passage, Song Ze Xin was still full of swear words.

"What's the use of stinking them? They are now in business~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and they are not social celebrities." Haruko Matsuzawa gave him a blank look. "Furthermore, that adulterous woman can be Hitachi and Panasonic. , Sony’s business of these super convention clubs, can the background be too weak? You are careful that you can't eat it in the end!"

Matsuzawa Shin dismissively said: "Bah! The background of fart! Isn't it an order from having **** with others? I knew that such a coquettish woman would hook up with a man! Bitch! It really made my brother confused. Shame!"

At this time, the two had passed the electronic ticket gate of the platform and walked to the subway platform. Haruko Matsuzawa was waiting to be with her husband, but he slammed his feet, with a dazed expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Song Ze Xin asked strangely.

Matsuzawa Haruko didn't answer, but backed up a few steps, her expression dignified, and looked at the LCD electronics hanging on the wall over there, which was broadcasting news.

The logo for watching news belongs to Fuji TV.

A photo of a young man covering his face is clearly frozen on the TV screen. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)