People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

A faint floral scent wafted into Fang Zuo's nose.

"You..." Kyoko Sasaki felt the sofa cushion under her left buttock suddenly drop, and she almost slipped over. Fortunately, she quickly stood on tiptoe to support her body.

But the left buttock still touched the man's strong thigh and back of the hand. Kyoko Sasaki could feel the hard muscles and the joints of the fingers pressing against her buttock.

Her face turned red and she quickly sat back down.

A scent of male hormones rushed over, which made her heart beat faster.

"Me?" Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows, waiting for the beautiful woman to say something.

Noriko Sasaki didn't say anything to ask him to move away.

Although I felt that it seemed a little inappropriate for two people to sit so close to each other, I looked around and found that there seemed to be no other place to sit in the hotel except the bed.

If I bring it up myself, wouldn't it seem more deliberate and not straightforward enough?

Actually, it was nothing, they were not touching, and there was still a little distance between them.

Sasaki thought to himself.

Sasaki Kyoko took a deep breath, looked at the man and said earnestly: "I'm very happy that you came to pick me up like this today. It shows that you value me as your sister-in-law, but at the same time, I'm very angry."

"Both of our families are impoverished, with few descendants. You and I are the only ones left in this generation, and our family conditions are very poor."

"Although your brother and I were married by our elders, we both accepted the agreement and considered the other family members as half-relatives."

As Sasaki Nozomi was speaking, she realized that the atmosphere seemed a little off as she kept staring at the man next to her. She quickly turned her gaze away and looked ahead, then continued:

"I know your brother and you have always had a bad relationship. The fact that you spent so much money to pick me up today shows that I am also a relative in your heart."

"But you're not young anymore. You can't spend money so lavishly anymore. You should save money for your future."

As Sasaki Noriko spoke, she felt the man's gaze on her, never leaving her. Her voice trembled with embarrassment, "You're the only one left in your family. You must...work hard...save money...get married, and continue...the Fujino family's bloodline."

Then, somewhat annoyed, she turned her gaze back to the man's face beside her, and sure enough, he was staring at her.

But his eyes were so clear that there seemed to be nothing else in them. It couldn't be said that it was impolite for him to look at me like that.

Sasaki Kyoko couldn't blame him, so she could only cough and continue:

"Look at what you've done. You rented such an expensive car and driver, and now you've booked me such an expensive hotel."

"You can't do this, understand? You have to save money. How much money can you make from your job as a police officer? The worst thing you did was deceive me and told me that the car and the driver were yours."

"Do you think I would believe it? Or, if you ask anyone, would they believe it?"

Sasaki Kiko said with a hint of sarcasm: "Don't tell such childish lies anymore. It makes you look very unstable."

Seeing that Fang Zuo hadn't said anything and hadn't offered any explanation, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you listen to me?"

"Yes, it's not steady. You continue." Fang Zuo nodded.

"Yes, you're not steady. No girl would marry you like that." Sasaki Kyoko sighed and said, "Since you've booked this room today, forget it. Just cancel the hotel bill tomorrow. I'll pay you whatever you want. I'll find a hotel of my own."

"Really? This is my...friend's hotel." Fang Zuo said, "It's free, trust me..."

"Really?" Nozomi Sasaki said suspiciously.

"Really." Fang Zuo stood up: "I have a few friends in Tokyo over the years."

Originally, Kyoko Sasaki was looking into the man's eyes, but when he suddenly stood up, she stared blankly at the zipper of his crotch.

The distance is so close, if you move a little closer, the tip of your nose will touch the ridge.

Kyoko Sasaki seemed to be able to smell some of the scent that belonged to men.

She hurriedly moved to the other side of the sofa, but the sofa was too small and her plump buttocks were sitting empty.

He lost control of his body and fell backwards.

Ah!

She screamed and was about to hit her head on the ground.

A big hand rested on her soft waist.

Then he carried her back.

"Thank you...thank you." Kyoko Sasaki said hurriedly, her face flushed, and the righteous and lecturing look on her face was completely gone.

"You're welcome." Fang Zuo said, "Don't worry about staying here. It doesn't matter how long you stay. Trust me."

Fang Zuo smiled slightly and said, "I can't possibly borrow money to brag about this."

"Okay, sister-in-law, you stay here first. Don't worry about anything. I definitely didn't lie to you. If you need anything, just send me a message. I have something to do and I'll leave first."

Fang Zuo waved his hand and walked out the door.

Walking to the door of the room, he suddenly turned around and said: "Sister-in-law, you must practice yoga often. Your waist is so soft, like cotton."

Without waiting for Kiko Sasaki's reaction, he just walked out.

Kyoko Sasaki stood up and quickly chased after him. Looking at the empty room, her heart was still beating wildly.

What does he mean by this?

Is it a compliment or a tease?

For a moment, Kyoko Sasaki couldn't tell whether she should be happy or angry.

Is yours really soft?

I do yoga every day, and even when I came to Tokyo, I brought a set of yoga clothes with me.

She suddenly thought of something, quickly put aside her emotions, took out her cell phone and started scrolling.

The group in the company is discussing the future of the company enthusiastically.

Such a large company was inexplicably sold to an unknown person and the president was replaced.

And no one has ever seen this mysterious president.

Kyoko Sasaki sent a message to the vice president, asking when she could meet the president.

The vice president didn't know either, he just said that he had received a notice and representatives from several departments were rushing to Tokyo to meet the new president.

I hope everything goes well and there are no layoffs in my department.

Nozomi Sasaki prayed.

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Who is Hebei Caiyi fighting with?

This was the reason why Fang Zuo left in a hurry, even though she felt she was very safe.

Fang Zuo came to the suburbs of Tokyo and looked from afar.

In the sky, a three-tailed demon fox made of black mist was confronting a huge Tengu.

Fang Zuo did not step forward to intervene, but stood by and watched.

The nine-tailed fox from Qingqiu cannot be kept in a cage and raised like a kitten forever.

It's time to sharpen your claws and gnaw on some flesh.

At this moment, Fang Zuo's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Open it and take a look.

A message came from the underground intermediary app.

The bald old man from the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo spoke respectfully.

at last.

All the industries that make up for the difference have been calculated.

All the procedures have been prepared and are waiting for Fang Zuo to take over.

By the way, let Fang Zuo meet the department heads of these companies.

Chapter 178 Beautiful Women Collaboration

Major TV stations in Tokyo are broadcasting news reports from reporters interviewing on the scene in real time.

There are also various online live broadcasts on all media apps.

Usually in Japan.

The public marches and sit-ins, most of which were led by opposition parties, were large-scale events targeting the entire government's policies.

For example, the Japanese government recently discharged Fukushima nuclear waste water into the sea, and there is also a pension cut plan.

Or maybe something happened to the U.S. troops stationed in Japan, causing public outrage.

It is rare to see hundreds or even thousands of people sitting in protest against a single cabinet member in front of the Capitol building.

"How did you get persecuted by Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, Saito Tsuchio?" a reporter asked.

"My family used to run a freight business in Edogawa, transporting goods from the seaport to Edogawa. But for the past few years, we've been constantly harassed by the Sumiyoshi-kai and ordered to make changes by the transportation department. In just a few months this year, we were forced to hand over our entire freight distribution business," said a middle-aged man, raising his fist in anger. "Now my children need tuition, and my husband and I have no income. How can we survive?"

"Me too. It's so infuriating. Every now and then, the Sumiyoshi-kai surround our business. They don't fight or cause trouble, they just block cars from entering. I've called the police many times, but it's no use. When the police come, they leave, and when they leave, they come again." An old woman also walked in front of the camera and complained passionately:

"The most abominable thing is that someone from the transportation and freight department immediately came to investigate. They said I had delayed deliveries and had received a complaint. They ordered me to rectify the situation or close down, or face a fine. Let's be fair, everyone. It was clearly the Sumiyoshi Association that harassed our business, and not only did the government not resolve the issue, they also punished us."

"When our business was shut down due to rectification, other businesses immediately switched to delivery and all signed contracts with the Sumiyoshi-kai."

Another middle-aged man took out a photocopied picture and showed it to the reporters: "I work in maritime distribution. Every time I bring seafood from the port, it can't get into the market. On the way, I'm stopped by the traffic department for various reasons. When I get to the market, the Sumiyoshi-kai stops us in their car."

"Not only did they occupy our designated parking spaces, but they also used the excuse of their vehicles breaking down to block our delivery vehicles."

"Our truck was filled with all kinds of fresh seafood, but they lost their best-case scenario, and I had to pay a large sum of money to the vendors."

A reporter asked: "So do you have any evidence for this accusation?"

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A middle-aged man knelt in front of the reporters and cried, "I'm just like them. The Sumiyoshi-kai and the Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, Saito Tsuchio, a gangster organization and a cabinet minister, colluded with each other and swallowed up countless of our contracts. My wife died because of this."

"Evidence? Where can ordinary people like us get evidence? Their methods are so covert, and they use the power of the government to suppress it. All their excuses are so reasonable. We are so weak and powerless, where can we get evidence?"

"The biggest evidence is the Sumiyoshi-kai, a mafia organization. How could they control the vast majority of logistics and distribution in Tokyo and Kanto? Think about it!"

"Please, reporters, please help us poor people speak up. Please."

The middle-aged man prostrated himself on the ground, then stood up.

Amid the screams and cries of a group of reporters and onlookers, he took out a knife, pressed his left hand to the ground, and slashed with his right hand.

Just cut off the little finger, ring finger and middle finger.

Three broken limbs were scattered on the ground, and everyone was frightened and moved aside.

The middle-aged man then raised his bloody left hand in front of all the TV cameras and people's mobile phones.

Shouting, "Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, Saito Tsuchio, is colluding with the Sumiyoshi-kai to bully the market and swallow up the Kanto logistics and distribution market."

At the same time, he kept begging, asking the reporters and the public who were watching to speak for him.

Blood continued to flow from the cuts on the three severed fingers, down the arm and into the white T-shirt.

The cotton fabric immediately spread out after absorbing the blood, and large patches of scarlet spread on the body. Along with the painful and wailing expression of the middle-aged man, he looked extremely miserable.

Another man rushed into the group of reporters, and as everyone watched, he took a bucket of gasoline, poured it on himself, and knelt in the crowd.

Before she could light her cigarette, the people around her grabbed her lighter.

At this time, the police officers who were maintaining order rushed in and quickly held down the man who was covered in gasoline.

Several more police officers came up and contacted medical personnel to help bandage the middle-aged man with the severed finger.

There were all kinds of exclamations and noise at the scene.

This horrifying scene was continuously broadcast on major TV stations in Tokyo.

Even when other news is being broadcast, the subheadings below continue to appear.

Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism Tsuchio Saito is accused of colluding with organized crime, leading to the victim's collapse and self-harm.

The videos taken by onlookers with their mobile phones were also widely reposted on major apps.

Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism Saito Tsuchio suddenly became the target of public criticism throughout Japan.

At this time, Jin Meiting gave an order.