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

"But I have a way to get your proposal passed..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said lightly...

Takeda Ryosuke turned his head sharply.

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Inside a luxurious club in Tokyo.

Mikami Yuya sat on the sofa without getting up, looking at Demi Blackrock in front of her and smiling slightly. "What a rare guest, Miss Demi Blackrock. I don't think I sent out an invitation this time, so why did you come here on your own?"

"Stop being pretentious, Ms. Yua Mikami. Do you know why I'm here?" Demi Blackrock sat down opposite Yua Mikami.

The two beauties each wore a small dress from a different luxury brand, one pink and the other black.

They stared at each other like fighting cocks, neither wanting to give in.

Reilly next to her looked around, trying to find Shenmu Li.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." Mikami Yuya spread his hands and said, "I don't even have coffee here. If you don't like tea, I won't pour it for you."

"You are provoking our entire Jewish consortium. Ms. Mikami Yuya, will your Mikami family take responsibility for this?" Demi Blackrock said coldly.

"The drone orders you snatched were from the US military. Not only are you going against the entire Jewish consortium, you're also challenging America's largest military-industrial complex..."

"Those are orders from DJI, from our neighbor next door." Yua Mikami said with a smile, "Ms. Demi, the U.S. Congress has passed your president's sanctions bill, prohibiting the import of any DJI products. You are breaking the law..."

"Ms. Demi Blackrock, if this matter gets out, I believe you'll be in no less trouble than I am."

"Those angry citizens and opposition MPs will tear you apart in Parliament."

"Just tell me directly what you want in exchange for returning these orders to me." Demi Blackrock took a deep breath.

It’s better not to make a big deal about this kind of thing.

The most important thing is to replace the outer shells of these DJI aircraft on time, polish off the LOGO and then hand it over to the military.

"It's very simple, give me the shares of Sumitomo Group." Yua Mikami said with a smile.

"Are you kidding?" Demi Blackrock sneered. "Do you know how much the Sumitomo Group's shares would be worth if converted into wealth?"

"You mentioned converting it into wealth." Yua Mikami stood up. "After all, it's just equity, not stock, my Miss Demi Blackrock, but these DJI orders are real wealth."

"I think, with your intelligence, it's easy to calculate. Given the intensity of the battlefields in Ukraine and Israel, these aircraft are likely more than just the first batch."

“It’s a constant business, isn’t it?”

"Compared to that, what can you do with Sumitomo's shares? It will only make me lose some of my capital power..."

"That's enough..." Demi Blackrock nodded readily, "I promise."

When she came here, she had already decided that handing over the shares of Sumitomo Group was her bottom line.

As Yuya Mikami said, Sumitomo's shares only represent half of the power of the Sumitomo Group.

If it weren't for suppressing the Mikami family, there would be no use in getting these shares.

Since both of them are smart people, there is no need for excessive bargaining.

"That's right." Mikami stood up gracefully and happily, finally securing all the shares of the Sumitomo Group.

He holds shares in two of the top six conglomerates in Japan.

Although this wealth does not belong to him, it gives him immense power.

There are so many things I can do.

By pooling the capital of the two consortiums to establish Sumitomo Mitsui Bank and pooling all foreign exchange, they could turn the global overseas markets upside down.

Yua Mikami and Demi Blackrock held hands together.

Competing secretly.

The battle between Jewish and Japanese conglomerates is not over yet.

"There's another woman. I want to challenge her to a duel." Reilly stood up and said, "I don't accept it!!"

Chapter 305: Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Path to Prime Minister

Takeda Ryosuke, who had already turned around, suddenly turned back and looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu in surprise.

I was so excited that my body was shaking slightly.

I really want to do something for this country...

"Really...Is it really possible?"

You are clear about the proposals you submit to Congress.

One proposal, three suggestions.

First, digital payments of any political donations to members of Congress are not allowed.

Second, political donations are not allowed to be touched by any foreign account funds or individuals.

Third, increase the intensity of scrutiny of legislators’ political donations and introduce a third-party supervision mechanism.

These three articles are undoubtedly a major blow to the underground income of the legislators.

I don’t know how many people wish they could be hit by a car and die.

"I can't guarantee it 100%, but there should be great hope," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said. "I can only say I'll do my best."

"I trust Councillor Shiraishi. No matter what, the fact that Councillor Shiraishi is willing to help me is already the biggest surprise." Takeda Ryosuke nodded repeatedly. "What should I do?"

"It's simple. Mobilize your base of Kansai voters, the more the better, and get them to pay attention to tomorrow's live broadcast." Shiraishi Nagiko said seriously, "I need a strong viewing base for tomorrow's live broadcast. I have to get them all to watch."

"Then, go find Abe Nosuke..."

"Looking for her? I did look for her. To be honest, she was the first one I approached, but she refused." Takeda Ryosuke said with a wry smile, "I didn't even get a second word out of my mouth."

"Go find her this time and tell her that a large number of congressmen will agree with your plan tomorrow. I hope she can follow up. If she doesn't, you will go on the show and reveal more inside stories about the black money congressmen last time." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with raised eyebrows.

"If she asks how you know a large number of legislators agree with your proposal, just say you have no comment."

"Let her guess for herself!!"

After saying this, Shiraishi Nagi's beautiful eyes sparkled.

"Ah, but I don't have any inside information about Councillor Kurokin to reveal..." Takeda Ryosuke said, "What Councillor Shiraishi is saying is..."

"Yes, you didn't, but Congressman Abe doesn't know, right?" Shiraishi Nagiko said with a smile, "Given Congressman Takeda's usual straightforwardness, our Congressman Abe, with his suspicious personality, will definitely believe it."

"But believing this is not enough to get her to come to the front and get the members of her party to vote for your proposal."

"Given her personality, she'll only place bets when she sees a certain trend among the congressmen..."

"But how can we allow members of Congress to have this tendency?" asked Takeda Ryosuke with a frown.

"Don't worry about it. I have a solution." Shiraishi Nagimitsu picked up the teacup and said, "Wouldn't you like to drink some, Councillor Takeda? This is good tea from China, brought by my man."

"Oh, okay." Takeda Ryosuke picked up the teacup and took a sip with suspicion: "It is indeed good tea..."

"Okay, let me put it this way, Councillor Takeda. It's too late, so I won't keep you here..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu put down his teacup: "See you in the Diet tomorrow."

"Also, please don't reveal anything I do."

"We haven't met tonight..."

"Oh... I see. I understand." Takeda Ryosuke nodded repeatedly. "Then I'll be leaving, Councillor Shiraishi. I'll leave everything to you..."

"I'll ask my assistant to take you there..."

"Ah, no need, no need." Takeda Ryosuke glanced at the cute round-faced assistant next to him with an impatient look, looking much more fierce than Councillor Shiraishi.

Takeda Ryosuke walked into the elevator still thinking about what Shiraishi Nagimitsu said.

How on earth did she do it?

The fine Chinese tea her man brought?

Isn't her husband dead?

Have you found a new partner?

This news seems even more explosive!!!

After watching Takeda Ryosuke leave, Shiraishi Nagimitsu returned to the office and called Morisawa Kana.

"Hello, Councillor Shiraishi... What can I do for you?" Kana Morisawa was in a very good mood.

After Fang Zuo came, she felt extremely satisfied both spiritually and physically.

Especially the brutal force, it can last for a long time after a meal.

"Excuse me for bothering you, Mrs. Morisawa, I need to borrow some people from you..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

"Or cover up the tattoo and look more refined?" Kana Morisawa replied knowingly.

"Yes, this time they are older, and I need to hold off the police for about an hour," said Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"No problem, Councillor Shiraishi. When do you need me? Where?" Kana Morisawa agreed readily.

Even if there was no relationship with the man, getting to know this congressman was something she had been longing for.

"Tomorrow morning, the location is in front of the National Diet," Shiraishi Nagimitsu said. "They'll also need to bring some slogans, banners, and loudspeakers. I'll send you the specific props."

"Understood. Don't worry, I will make every possible arrangement for Councillor Shiraishi." Kana Morisawa nodded. "When it comes to these things, no one in Japan is more professional than us, the Yamaguchi-gumi."

After hanging up the phone, Shiraishi Nagimitsu was about to dial the next number.

knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the office door.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu opened the door and saw Minamikawa Keiko standing at the door: "It's time to get off work, hurry up, I have a table reserved, you should get off work."

After she finished speaking, she pushed Shiraishi Nagimitsu out.

"I was just looking for you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said with a smile.

While being pushed by Minamikawa Keiko, he reached out to hook his shoulder bag.

"Really? Then let's talk while we eat." Minamikawa Keiko stopped pushing Shiraishi Nagimitsu's shoulders and instead hooked her arm, and the two walked outside.

When the two of them walked out of the office hall, they heard shouts of grievance from afar.

"Hey...did you forget something?" Shiraishi Mei frowned and stood in the distance, looking aggrieved. "I'm in the bathroom. Didn't you notice someone's missing?"

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The Mikami family is in a high-end club in Tokyo.

The two beautiful women finally reached an agreement.

"Then it's a deal, Ms. Yua Mikami." Demi Blackrock stood up from the sofa and stretched out her hand to shake hands with Yua Mikami.

Mikami Yuya also extended her hand and shook it. "The Mikami family is a very trustworthy family. Miss Demi Blackrock can rest assured."

"Also, I hope that our subsequent drone orders won't be intercepted by Ms. Mikami Yuya again," Demi Blackrock sneered.

"I've given up all my shares in the Sumitomo Group. If something like this happens again, Mikami Yuya, I swear to God, the first person to come to you will be Lieutenant General Ricky Rupp, Commander-in-Chief of US Forces in Japan."

"No problem, Miss Demi. How many times do I have to tell you this?" Mikami Yuya nodded. "From now on, drone orders will have nothing to do with the Mikami family."

"Very good, now, let's talk about our personal matters." Demi Blackrock crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly to look at Yua Mikami.

The smile on his face seemed to be a malicious expression of watching the fun.

"What personal matter?" Mikami Yua said, "Our friendship hasn't progressed so quickly, Miss Demi."

"She, Reilly, is a disciple of the three-time King of Boxing champion known as 'The General,' the world's number one boxer. Furthermore, she was born into the Gambino family, one of the five major North American mafia families." Demi Blackrock sneered, "Reilly, you can show us your fist marks now."

Reilly, who had been impatient beside him, lit up with joy when she heard this.

With a swish, he pulled off his sleeves.

Showing off the tattoo on his arm.

then.

A punch flew out quickly.

The two old men behind Yua Mikami quickly took a step forward.

The fist hit the wall next to it.

There was a 'boom'.