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Tianjin, Qiancho Hotel.

After taking a shower, Kazuo Miura came out of the bathroom in his nightgown, his black hair was wet, and even the roots of his eyelashes were dripping with water.There were two telegrams on the table, and it looked like they hadn't had time to unpack them yet. Furo Miura bent down to get the file bag calmly, his wide neckline loosened, and the muscle lines hidden under his nightgown were faintly visible.

One of the postmarks on the two document bags is from Japan, and the other is from Shanghai.Furo Miura opened the telegram from Shanghai in advance, and the private detective said on the paper that he had settled down in the hotel where Lu Liuyun was staying, but because the other Chinese man who was traveling with the gentleman was too vigilant, he couldn't find a chance to go there for a while. Come closer, I hope that Master Fenglang will be safe and calm.

After reading the content of the telegram, Furo Miura was thoughtful. He had learned about Lu Liuyun's status as a powerful man a few days ago, and until now he still couldn't figure out why his weak-hearted brother would make friends with such an opposing person.If Miura Xinjiu had something tricky in his heart, but the Marshal didn't try to pull him in when he went out for fun. It seems that everything is caused by this cowardly seed.

Thinking of this, Furo Miura smiled briskly, turned around and put away the telegram in his hand, and then went to open another telegram on the table.He took out the letter paper from the file bag, glanced at it roughly, and couldn't help saying "heh", the telegram sent by Miura Kenlong from Japan was quite long.

Miura Furo patiently read his uncle's clichés on paper, the first page was nothing more than admonishing his nephew on safety matters in China and telling him not to leave his sphere of influence.Furo Miura glanced at the ten lines and turned directly to the next page, worrying that his uncle had talked about the business this time.According to the paper, President Aoki, who is a family friend with the Miura family, has sent someone to bring back his beloved daughter from England, hoping that the two families can find time to meet and win over their relationship.

To put it bluntly, Miura Jianlong sent this telegram to urge him to go home for a blind date.In fact, this is not entirely true. Miura Furo and Miss Aoki have a marriage contract, and the two of them met in a serious way just to go through the motions and announce it to the world.Miura Furo frowned unhappily after reading this. If his uncle hadn't brought up this matter today, he would have almost forgotten about his fiancée.

Aoki Kotoori is the future mistress deliberately handpicked by the elders of the Miura family from the womb of the aristocratic family, and the elders of the Aoki family have also worked hard to train their daughters.The young lady from the Aoki family has been sent to England for gilding since she was in middle school. It is said that not long ago, because she obtained a degree certificate in England in advance, the schedule of returning to China was pushed forward a lot.Although in the eyes of a discerning person, these remarks are just a cover for the Aoki family to urge the wedding date.Furo Miura, who had heard the news in advance, had a large part of the purpose of coming to China this time to avoid his wife who was tied to the chain of interests.

A small portrait of Aoki Kotoori was attached to the file bag containing the telegram. The young girl in the photo was not a genius, but she was full of vigor.Ms. Aoki has a modern curly hair, wearing a horse riding suit and trousers, she looks like a woman of the new era with a neat personality.

Furo Miura held the fiancee's small portrait and didn't say anything tempted, he just couldn't help but wonder.Those two old-fashioned and stubborn members of the Qingmu family, it is an unprecedented move to send their daughter to study abroad, and it is strange to allow her to dress up like this.Furo Miura turned the photo inadvertently in his hand, and saw that there was a line of small characters written with a pen on the back.

Miura-kun, I heard that the weather in Tianjin is not very good. Is your business trip in China going well? It’s snowing in Tokyo too. Let’s go to the park when you come back. ——Aoki Qinzhi

The mixed use of Chinese and English on the back of the photo makes people look very awkward. It seems that Ms. Aoki's Japanese is not easy to write, so she simply replaced the second half of the sentence with English.Miura Furo can understand English, but unfortunately, facing Aoki Kotoori's overtures, he would rather be blind.He satirically finished reading the concern of his fiancée who left behind the portrait, and with a sneer, he threw the photo in the drawer and ignored it.

At this time, the phone on the bedside rang, Furo Miura picked up the receiver and put it to his ear, Su Mazhen's voice came from inside, "Master Fenglang, it's me, Su Mazhen, I'm calling here to ask Are you free tonight?"

"From Boss Su's point of view, is he going to invite me to the banquet?" Furo Miura brushed the wet hair in front of his forehead with his hand, and asked with a smile on his shoulder against the receiver.Although he was arrogant, he was very polite to this woman whose methods were not inferior to that of a man.

"Yes, recently we have a rich partner in our big circle, and I am eager to introduce you." Su Mazhen smiled sweetly on the phone.Miura Furo heard that he had found a new partner for him. Anyway, he was idle, so he might as well take this opportunity to go out for a walk.Thinking of this, he readily agreed to the matter, and discussed with Su Mazhen to arrange the meeting place in the Champs Elysees.

After Kazuo Miura hung up the phone, he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a while, picked up the receiver again and called the Japanese Concession, but unfortunately he still couldn't get through to the mansion.He didn't know that since Miura Xinjiu was frightened that day, he had a foresight in his heart. In order to guard against his elder brother's interruption, he didn't even dare to answer the phone easily recently.

Furo Miura was making fun of himself, grabbed the receiver in his hand and turned it upside down, but finally put it down helplessly.He took out a box of cigars from the drawer, leaned against the head of the bed and smoked them.

The sky outside was slowly getting dark, and the appointment time between Furo Miura and Su Mazhen was approaching. He got up from the bed, got dressed quickly, and asked the front desk to call a car for him.Senmachi Hotel took good care of these distinguished sons and daughters. When they heard that Furo Miura was going out, they immediately said that they would send a hotel car to take them to the place.However, Furo Miura had his own calculations at the moment, so he didn't accept the foreman's kindness. He just called a foreign car from outside and hurried to the Champs Elysees.

When he arrived, Uncle Nie Pingchuan was already sitting in the box and waiting.Su Mazhen was notified by the front desk and led Miss Huizi to the private room. Bai Xiuying followed behind them, dressed in a new dress from top to bottom, consciously packaged into an exquisite vase.Su Mazhen is a considerate host, because there is a Japanese young master at the table today, she specially invited Ms. Keiko to act as an interpreter, in case of emergencies in the conversation.Of course, Bai Xiuying's Japanese is also excellent, but if she is limited to this level of value, it will inevitably be a bit overkill.

"Master Feng Lang, please come in, people are already waiting inside." Su Mazhen met Fu Lang Miura head-on, with a smile on her face, she stretched out her arms to lead people in.Furo Miura nodded to her, went up and pushed the door open, and the uncles of the Nie family also got up after hearing the movement, and greeted him politely.

"Master Feng Lang, it's a pleasure to meet you, Nie Pingchuan, next to me is my nephew Nie Jinchen." Nie Pingchuan had a cigar in his mouth, and his waxed hair was combed meticulously on his head.He took a slight look at Furo Miura, and couldn't help thinking to himself, this big man really couldn't see that he was a real Japanese.

"Hello, Mr. Nie." Furo Miura put one hand in his trouser pocket, did not step forward to shake hands with him, and stood on the spot and nodded slightly.Nie Pingchuan withdrew his hand calmly, thinking that this Japanese cub was quite arrogant.I just want to think about it, and I need to show respect on the face.He knew that the Japanese kid in front of him was the future young boss of Miura Club, so the curse words that came out of his heart turned into flattery, "Master Feng Lang has taken on important tasks at a young age, so he has a bright future."

"There is no bright future?" Furo Miura's Chinese level is not bad, but his understanding of idioms is limited. Hearing this, he was a little surprised for a while.Ms. Keiko, who was waiting to act as an interpreter, quickly explained to him in a low voice in Japanese when she saw this. Furo Miura was puzzled, and his calm expression returned to his face.

"The wine and food have been ordered to be delivered here. Gentlemen, please take a seat." Su Mazhen stood beside to help the atmosphere, and while calling for everyone to sit down, she quietly pushed Bai Xiuying to the side of the guests.Bai Xiuying was not used to wearing high-heeled shoes, so when she pushed her like this, she tripped herself narrowly and hit Nie Jinchen's arm directly.Nie Jinchen lowered his head to help her, and when Bai Xiuying raised her head, both of them were stunned for a moment.

"Xiuying." Seeing Bai Xiuying still standing there stupidly, Su Mazhen frowned and whispered something to her.Bai Xiuying got the reminder and hurriedly sat down on the sofa, and Nie Jinchen took a seat behind her.

"I heard that Mr. Nie is not a native of Tianjin, but he was able to establish a firm foothold in Fugui Township when he first came here. Mr. Sanada did not find the wrong partner." Furo Miura raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and bent his fingers to hold the dusty cigar Dust the ashtray.

Nie Pingchuan was not pleased with his praise, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry", and turned to Su Mazhen, "Master Fenglang is here to inspect the venue in place of the vice president. There's going to be pressure."

Su Mazhen raised her eyebrows, and answered the words noncommittally.Following these words, Miura Furo pulled out Miura Jianlong who was far away in Japan to fill in his speech. It is not difficult to hear the concern and protection for this uncle in the words.But when he talked about his father Miura Donghui, he didn't mention a word, and passed the conversation vaguely.

Nie Pingchuan sat across from him calmly, chatting and laughing happily with him, but he was very curious in his heart, this big family stays together so well, but I don't kiss my uncle, what kind of reason is that?

Little did he know that the internal conflicts of the Miura family would be difficult to be humane once they intensified.

Although Donghui Miura is the head of a company, it is good, but Furo Miura's mother is also a descendant of a famous family. When the Miura family arranged for the heir to marry her, it brought a lot of "strong alliance" interests into it.And the two families got mixed into the same cauldron, the older generation is not fuel-efficient, and the rising star is also scrambling for fat.

Miura Donghui has been constrained by people from both sides since he took office, and has to resort to thunderous means to suppress the balance of interests between the two.Even though Kazuo Miura is his own son, rising to the circle of interests is very complicated.In order to prevent the Miura family members from being squeezed out in the company, Miura Donghui has always kept a clear line between public and private with the eldest son.

In contrast, Miura Shinjiu, the youngest son born to a commoner woman, made him closer because of his simple background.Under the influence of the ancestral precepts, Sanpu Donghui became a patriarch who abides by the creed. In order to ensure the purity of his ancestral property, he is quite rigid in terms of human relations.If the wife's natal family wants to use his legitimate son as a bargaining chip to replace the Miura family's interest sharing, he will not hesitate to push the illegitimate son Miura Xinjiu as the heir.

It's a pity that the younger brother Miura Kenryu can't reach the height of his elder brother's stalwart thinking. His respect for the family was dispelled from the bottom of his heart when he was treated differently, let alone set out to maintain the spirit of enterprise.He thought he had seen through the hypocrisy of the family, and that he could not use his energy under the eldest brother Qucai. This made Confucius, who was Donghui Miura, secretly stand on his feet, and recruited Furo Miura, his nephew, to train him.

Here Nie Pingchuan was still chatting about business with Miura Fulang, Nie Jinchen sat on the sofa and slowly sipped the hot tea in the cup, joining them unintentionally and just wanted to watch from the sidelines.

Ms. Huizi sat beside her very leisurely. She was very restrained when she entered the door just now. Now she was idly looking around, and her eyes lit up when she saw Nie Jinchen. She admired this tall Mr. Duojin very much.It's a pity that Nie Jinchen only raised his eyes frequently in Bai Xiuying's direction, without realizing that he had fallen into Miss Huizi's eyes.

At the banquet, Miss Huizi intentionally chatted with him a few words, but Nie Jinchen's tone was not salty, and he quickly cut off the topic of conversation in the third sentence.Nie Pingchuan, the uncle, is a sensible person, and he immediately understood the scene when he was distracted, but he didn't make a sound, letting Nie Jinchen act foolishly beside him.Anyway, the nephew's idiot temperament has not been a day or two, anyway, it is inconvenient for him to point out when he is sitting at the banquet, he only needs a glass of wine to gulp down all the words that come to his mouth.

At the end of the meal, the host and guest had a great time, and when they left, even Furo Miura came out to give the uncles of the Nie family a gift.Nie Pingchuan came down from the steps. He was about to open the car door with the car keys in his hand, but suddenly changed his mind, turned around and said to Nie Jinchen, "You go back first, I have something to do, I don't know what to do today Time to get home."

Hearing the concealment in his words, Nie Jinchen had guessed his uncle's thoughts to the fullest.He nodded indifferently, got in the car and left without asking any further questions.Nie Pingchuan picked up a cigar in his mouth, and after sending his nephew back vaguely, he hails a car outside to go to the villa in the middle of the mountain.