Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 566 - 468: Qingshui Yi’s Ambition, Journey to Asahikawa, Old Friends Return (Two-in-One for Monthly Votes) _4

Chapter 566: Chapter 468: Qingshui Yi’s Ambition, Journey to Asahikawa, Old Friends Return (Two-in-One for Monthly Votes) _4

"Mr. Panasonic, rest assured, I won’t just stand by and watch Miss Izumi fall into decline," Aoyama Xiu Xin assured.

Panasonic Tiger brought Aoyama Xiu Xin to the door of Panasonic Izumi’s bedroom. "Izumi, Mr. Aoyama has arrived."

"The door isn’t locked," Panasonic Izumi responded feebly.

Panasonic Tiger sighed and turned to look at Aoyama Xiu Xin. "Then I won’t go in. Please take care of her!"

"Then I shall go in." Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded, then pushed the door open and closed it behind him.

The moment he closed the door, Panasonic Izumi, who had been lying in bed holding the comforter to her side, suddenly threw off the covers, barefoot and bounced out of bed, leaping into Aoyama Xiu Xin’s arms.

Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly caught her and said softly, "Your acting is not bad. The Mayor and your brother have both been fooled, they’re really concerned about you."

"Family is always the easiest to deceive," Panasonic Izumi said with a sly smile, planting a kiss on his face, and asked with burning eyes, "When will you give me my money?"

"I thought we could talk about feelings, but it turns out this is still just a transaction," Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed.

Panasonic Izumi scoffed disdainfully. "Your feelings aren’t worth that much money. We’re talking about millions of US dollars, which is a lot of billions in yen!"

"Alright, alright, I will transfer a few billion to you right now," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a chuckle.

"Quickly, quickly! How will you transfer it?"

"I have a Fubao account."

..........

Aoyama Xiu Xin had just left the city office when Akben Jiancheng found out about it through his own connections.

After hanging up the phone, he sat at his desk holding the receiver, unmoving for a long time, his face so dark that one could almost wring out the gloom.

"Damn it!"

He cursed angrily after a while and slammed the receiver down onto the cradle with a loud exhale.

Bang!

The office door was suddenly flung open.

"Dad..." Akben Hero entered hurriedly with a serious expression, but before he could finish speaking, he noticed his father’s dark mood and asked, "Do you already know?"

"If you mean the matter of Aoyama Xiu Xin just meeting with Panasonic Youkang," Akben Hero said expressionlessly.

Akben Hero gritted his teeth and said, "I heard Panasonic Youkang personally escorted Aoyama Xiu Xin out, sharing a laugh together. It’s one thing to give up those projects, but to have Aoyama Xiu Xin take them over, I simply cannot tolerate it!"

They tried to cause trouble for Aoyama Xiu Xin and ended up giving their piece of the cake to him.

Who could bear this?

Akben Jiancheng’s face was clouded with uncertainty, and he remained silent.

"Dad, Asahikawa is our turf. If Aoyama Xiu Xin wants to work on projects here and we want to stop him, it won’t be hard, right?" Akben Hero said darkly.

Akben Jiancheng shook his head. "Tampering with the projects in Asahikawa City wouldn’t be targeting Aoyama Xiu Xin anymore; it would be targeting Panasonic Youkang. We’ve already offended him, we can’t add fuel to the fire."

Those projects involved more than just money.

It also concerned Panasonic Youkang’s political achievements.

"That’s simply going to watch him make money that should belong to us with a project that should belong to us?" Akben Hero’s face was full of unwillingness.

Akben Jiancheng’s eyes shone ominously, and he said in a tone that was neither salty nor bland, "Just because we can’t tamper with the project doesn’t mean we can’t meddle with him. Since he’s coming to us willingly, let’s go ahead with yesterday’s plan."

"Right!" Akben Hero nodded emphatically.

Meanwhile, in Sapporo, a deserted factory in a secluded area was filled with parked cars. A group of burly men were chatting in clusters. Nozaki Cangjian was sitting in the back seat of one of the cars, smoking and lost in thought.

He was about to meet a group of buyers who had come specifically from South Korea. He had heard they were from the largest gang in Seoul now, the Han River Association, and that both parties had agreed to meet here today to inspect the quality of the goods and finalize the transaction details.

Soon, along with clouds of flying dust, three black sedans raced down the dirt road from afar.

"Boss, they’re here." A subordinate from the Miyazaki Family opened the car door and reported to Nozaki Cangjian.

Nozaki Cangjian nodded slightly and stepped out of the car.

Upon standing, he saw the three sedans that had come from afar now parked steadily. Eight middle-aged men alighted from the cars; the one leading them had strikingly dyed silver hair.

From afar, the silver-haired young man extended a hand and hastened his pace to come forward, saying, "You must be Mr. Nobita, I’ve heard a lot about you. I am Cui Liangyi, representing the Han River Association to negotiate with you."

Hearing such an authentic accent, Nozaki Cangjian was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shook hands with the man, complimenting, "Mr. Cui’s Japanese is very good."

"Because I grew up in Japan and am a Korean in Japan, I only moved back to Korea after becoming an adult," Cui Liangyi said with a small smile, his heart full of emotions as he set foot on Japanese soil again.

Last year, after a massacre in Tokyo, he had escaped arrest with the help of Aoyama Xiu Xin and gone to South Korea, where he joined the Han River Association by sheer coincidence and then underwent plastic surgery to change his name.

His experience in law enforcement had provided him with ample practical experience, and he was a good marksman, daring in combat, and favored by the boss. He quickly made a name for himself within the Han River Association, becoming a middle-level cadre.

Although the 23rd had not been widely promoted before it was destroyed by the police, some of the supply had still made its way to South Korea, buoyed by its reputation.

As one of the historically top three, now the largest black society group in Seoul, counterfeit products had always been an important source of income for the Han River Association. Naturally, they were interested in introducing such a formidable new product.

Because of the identity he had crafted for himself, claiming he grew up in Japan, he was the person within the Han River Association most familiar with Japan, so his boss recommended him to lead the team to Japan to discuss purchasing the 23rd.

"I see, so we can sort of consider each other as one of our own." Nozaki Cangjian appeared enlightened and became more enthusiastic. He then waved to a subordinate, "Mr. Cui, please have a look at the product first."

A subordinate stepped forward with a small bag of the 23rd.

One of Fujimoto Yoshi’s subordinates came forward to test the drug. After being high for a good while and calming down, his eyes sparkling, he said, "Brother Yoshi, it’s the best of the best, the finest stuff I’ve ever tried!"

"Awesome, number one in this country! The 23rd, truly lives up to its reputation!" Fujimoto Ryosuke clapped his hands in praise, though in his heart he wished he could kill Nozaki Cangjian, this damned traitor to his people. He kept a poker face, "As long as there’s no problem with the goods and you can guarantee a stable supply, we’ll take as much as you have; price is not an issue, we’ll go with market rates."

"Great! Mr. Cui is straightforward, so I’ll be direct too. How much do you want for the first batch? Prepare the money, and I will decide the location and time of the transaction," Nozaki Cangjian claimed boldly.

Fujimoto Ryosuke pondered for a moment, "Let’s start with five hundred kilograms. I didn’t bring so much cash with me, so I’ll have someone go back to get the money, which should take about two days."

"In that case, how about we set the transaction for seven days from now?" Nozaki Cangjian asked tentatively.

With these Koreans, he had now finalized transactions with three trafficking groups, and he still had to meet two more traffickers. By the time they pulled in the net, there should be five groups of traffickers caught. Tsk tsk tsk, one big accomplishment!

"No problem," Fujimoto Ryosuke responded, then once again reached out his hand, "Then, I’m looking forward to a pleasant cooperation."

"Looking forward to a pleasant cooperation," Nozaki Cangjian said with a smile.

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