The atmosphere inside the car was extremely subtle.
Xiao Zheng's mood was also very subtle.
A billion dollars
Converted into Chinese currency, there are more than six billion.
You know, with the efforts of Ouyang's brave generals. The Tokyo area only makes a profit of 1.2 billion a year. And it’s still a peak.
Just the time it takes to drink a glass of red wine can rise to 6 billion
Doesn’t that mean all profits in the China region are equalized
To know. Although Japan's consumption level is high, its population is only one-tenth of China's. In the past ten years, China's economy has also experienced rapid development. Citizens’ spending power has also made great strides. I want the Japanese market to reach the profitability of the Chinese market. For the current Xinao, it is simply an impossible task.
But Miyamoto has the ability to help Xiao Zheng complete it.
Moreover, it only made him give up the pursuit of Hongtong.
No matter how you look at this kind of business, you can make a lot of money.
Therefore, Miyamoto is more than 80% sure. As a businessman, Xiao Zheng cannot refuse this attractive offer. What's more, chasing Hongtong is not his mission, and it has nothing to do with him.
"Prince Miyamoto, do you want to hear my opinion on this matter?" Xiao Zheng suddenly spoke, with an intriguing smile on his face.
"Mr. Xiao, please speak." Prince Miyamoto looked like he was listening patiently.
"We can never be friends." Xiao Zheng said firmly and decisively.
Prince Miyamoto frowned deeply, pursed his lips and asked, "Why did Mr. Xiao say this?"
"Because in addition to being a businessman, I am also a Chinese. And you are trying to harm Chinese soldiers, my comrades." Xiao Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a cold face. "Businessmen make profits, but they also need the backbone of the nation. Do you think I am a businessman who abandons national dignity for money? Or, do you think money can turn me into a traitor?"
"It's not that serious." Prince Miyamoto explained. "These people have nothing to do with you."
"It's so serious!" Xiao Zheng shouted in a deep voice. "I will definitely catch them! If you can't catch them, kill them! Prince Miyamoto, let me advise you. In a harmonious order, I may not be as capable as you. There is no way to clear all channels. But in the underground world - let alone you It’s just a prince, even if you are the emperor. You can’t protect or stop the people I want to kill!”
Click.
Xiao Zheng opened the car door and said in a cold voice: "Stop the car."
Crunch!
The driver quickly stopped the car.
Xiao Zheng bent down and got out of the car door, then slowly turned around and looked at Prince Miyamoto, who looked very ugly: "Let's learn from Prince Ling Lainei. The reason why I can cooperate with her is because she will not touch my bottom line. .”
After a pause, he continued: "Prince Miyamoto, I don't want to see you on inappropriate occasions in the future. I also don't want you to do inappropriate things."
"Those traitors. I'm going to take action!"
…
Prince Miyamoto sat in the carriage with a cold face. He drank the red wine in his glass in one breath, then slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the driver on the driver's seat: "What do you think?"
"He's looking for death." The driver spat out three words in a bone-chilling tone.
"After all, he is the strongest of the eight masters, and he even killed Ito instantly." Prince Miyamoto shook his head slightly and exhaled. "These are troubled times and I don't want to mess with this little lunatic."
"What do you mean-" the driver, who couldn't see his face clearly, asked in a low voice.
"Stay with Number One. You are personally responsible for his safety. I don't need the rest. But he must be kept!" Prince Miyamoto said in a deep voice.
"Yes. Your Royal Highness."
…
royal palace. The residence of Prince Ling Lainei.
Along with Prince Ling Lainei's rising status and influence in the palace. This mansion, which had been regarded as a cold palace before, has also experienced rising tides and its threshold has been breached.
Even many juniors who usually disrespected her very much became active. I often come to her mansion to enjoy the flowers. Behave to your guests, be polite and modest.
The emperor was old and dying. Crown Prince Tenxiong and Prince Miyamoto are fighting to the death again. The outcome remains undecided. Ling Lai suddenly emerged as a key figure. Whoever can win her over will have a greater chance of ascending to the throne.
According to reliable information, Prince Ling Lainei has had an ambiguous relationship with the Crown Prince recently. Move around frequently. There must have been some kind of contract. So people are more willing to deal with this popular person in the palace. Not to mention getting benefits, at least there is a backer.
The world is so hot and cold. When she was worthless and hid in the mansion every day reading and waiting to die. Except when someone comes looking for trouble, no one will think of the paralyzed prince regardless of the size of the matter.
Now, she has become a popular figure in the palace. It's like a bustling city.
After seeing off the last group of guests, Mitsui returned to the study with a rather dry mouth and took a sip of the tea prepared by Prince Ling Lainei. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The mansion is about to catch up with the restaurant. There is an endless stream of people here every day, and it is very lively."
"This is a good thing." Prince Ling Lainei put down the thread-bound ancient book, took a sip of tea, and said slowly. "The more people come, the more unstable the palace becomes. The greater the possibility of conflict. It seems that the smell of gunpowder has begun to pervade."
"Except for our mansion, everything is quiet outside. It's abnormally quiet." Baiji Mitsui frowned.
"The calm before the storm." Prince Ling Lainei smiled. "Soon. Maybe they will start a war before the emperor runs out of gas."
Baiji Mitsui nodded slightly, and then hurriedly reported: "Your Highness, Miyamoto and Xiao Zheng have met."
"Yeah." Ling Lai was not surprised and smiled. "It seems that my little uncle finally can't hold it in any longer."
"What does he want to do? Take revenge on Xiao Zheng?" Baidi Mitsui asked curiously.
"He won't cause trouble for the time being." Prince Ling Lainei said with a smile. "What's more, he wants to take revenge on Xiao Zheng. He must have this ability. This is not China, this is Tokyo. Xiao Zheng, who has lost all his restraints, is extremely scary."
Baiji Mitsui nodded in agreement: "Indeed. If Miyamoto dares to retaliate against Xiao Zheng, once he fails, he will suffer endless assassinations. Don't talk about competing with the crown prince in the future. He won't even dare to leave the door."
"Miyamoto had other motives for meeting him." Prince Ling Lainei shook his head.
"What purpose?" Baidi Mitsui asked curiously.
"He wants to protect an important member of the Red Order. It can even be said that he is the number one target among these red notice personnel in China." Ling Lai said slowly. "Miyamoto can do a lot of things with him. He can get a lot of support. So—"
"Shall I kill him?" Baiji Mitsui's pupils suddenly shrank.
"You don't have this ability." Prince Ling Lainei's eyes flashed. "Even Tianxiong doesn't have the ability to get rid of this person."
Momochi Mitsui said: "The crown prince has the best master in the palace working for him. Rumor has it that this person became famous all over the world at the age of eighteen. He was later absorbed by the royal family. Not even him?"
"The strong man next to the little emperor uncle is the master of the most powerful master in the palace." Ling Lai's eyes shone slightly and he said word by word: "Mitsui, remember this sentence. The real strong man will never Among the people. At most, it is hidden in the court!"