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Tokyo at night seems to be covered with a layer of neon.
Among them, Ginza, with its dazzling streets, interprets the word feasting to the extreme. This is the busiest street in Tokyo and the best place to have fun.
Three Mercedes-Benz cars were parked next to a beautiful club. On the tall sign, the five characters "Yoshiwara Club" were written.
Jiang Chen had only heard that this was the most famous "high-end club" in Ginza and even in the whole of Japan.
It is said that the person who paid for the construction of this club at that time was a big boss of the Liberal Democratic Party. The purpose of his payment was to allow politicians in his circle to come to this club to have fun and discuss party secrets. If you go home to have a business meeting and you will be kept waiting by reporters, and it seems too old-fashioned to go to the parliament hall, so you use a high-end bar instead. By the way, you can also enhance your relationship through some "sideshows".
But now, the people who come here are not necessarily politicians, but also many bosses of big companies, bankers, etc. Because when this club was founded, it was based on the highest level of clubs in Japan, so there were strict identity restrictions on the people it received. Either you have to be a member, or you have to be brought in by a member, or you have to prove that your assets exceed tens of billions.
The Club will be committed to maintaining the confidentiality of its members. There were reporters who wanted to sneak in and see what kind of "entertainment" those high-ranking ministers and big entrepreneurs were doing, but without exception, they all "disappeared".
In order to play something high-end, Jiang Chen came directly here.
But he just showed his passport, and the receptionist at the club respectfully invited him in.
"Don't you need me to provide proof of assets?" Jiang Chen joked.
"Mr. Jiang, you are joking," the welcoming lady said with a smile, "Who doesn't know now that you used 11 billion US dollars to buy half of Tokyo at the bottom?"
The receptionist quickly applied for a membership for him and respectfully handed the gold-rimmed membership card to his hand. This membership card can only be used by the person. It is the highest level membership card of Yoshiwara Club and can enter the club's top private rooms.
After taking the card, Jiang Chen just glanced at it and threw it into his pocket.
"Can I bring a bodyguard?"
"You are the most distinguished S-class member, of course you can. However, the club has regulations that bodyguards can only stay at the entrance of the corridor, cannot enter the private room, and cannot carry metal objects. Your private room is No. 210, do you need me to take you there? ?”
"No, I'll walk around by myself."
Jiang Chen was quite curious about this legendary top-notch high-end club in Japan. What kind of perverted things would there be here? I heard that there are some interesting entertainment programs not only inside the private room, but also outside the private room.
After saying that, Jiang Chen turned to look at the bodyguard behind him and ordered, "You don't have to follow me, just wait for me in the car."
"yes!"
Metal objects were not allowed to be brought into the venue, and taking off the mechanical exoskeleton was too troublesome, so Jiang Chen simply left the bodyguard outside, stepped on the red carpet, and walked along the corridor toward the private room.
Along the way, he did see people performing on stages in two public rooms. However, he was a little disappointed that the content of the performance was too serious, and it really didn't look like a nightclub.
But after thinking about it, he was relieved.
After all, it is a high-end club, so we can't put on some programs that the people like to see in public places, right? That's too low-level, neither in heaven nor on earth does this... Don't get me wrong, Jiang Chen is referring to square dancing. Those who are pure cannot be more pure, and those who want to be crooked will face the wall!
After standing in front of the stage and taking a few glances, Jiang Chen felt that he was really not interested, so he turned around and walked out the door.
"Excuse me, are you Jiang Chen?"
When Jiang Chen heard someone calling his name, he stopped and looked back.
I saw this man wearing casual clothes, with sparse hair, but it was neatly combed. He has a high nose bridge and a wide forehead, and he has a bit of the aura of a superior person. I think the people who can enter the Yoshiwara Club will not be unknown people.
"May I ask you are?"
"I, Mitsui Hongyuan, the head of the Mitsui Consortium." Mitsui Hongyuan walked up to Jiang Chen with a smile, "I didn't expect to see the world's richest man here. It's really an honor."
"These are all false names. He is still far from the richest man in the world." Jiang Chen smiled and said politely.
"I would like to ask, is this the first time for Mr. Jiang to come to this kind of place?" Mitsui Hongyuan asked with a smile.
"Oh? Why do you see it?"
"Generally, only people who come here for the first time will look around." Mitsui Hirohara said with a smile, "If it is convenient, please allow me, a regular customer, to take you around."
"It's no trouble, I'll just take a look." Jiang Chen declined politely.
"Believe me, you will definitely be interested. After all, I am a member of the Asian branch of the Black Ship Organization." When saying the word "Black Ship", Mitsui did not make a sound and just made a lip shape.
Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, but the expression on his face didn't change much.
"Oh? Then please ask Mr. Mitsui to lead the way."
"this way please."
After walking up to the second floor, Mitsui Hongyuan took Jiang Chen into a unique private room. The two of them were doing it on the sofa. Mitsui Hongyuan took a pot of wine from the side and poured a cup for them in a small porcelain cup.
"Mr. Jiang, doesn't he seem very surprised about my identity?" Mitsui Hongyuan looked at Jiang Chen with some curiosity.
"What's so surprising?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Losing Tanaka's Black Ship is not terrible, just like losing Jiang Chen's Future People Group has nothing.
"To be honest... your indifference makes me very frustrated." Mitsui sighed, "You must have solved it for Tanaka."
"You should have seen it on the news." Jiang Chen smiled.
Mitsui shook his head.
"You can speak with confidence here. Mr. Jiang should stop playing riddles. You and I both know that bullets alone cannot kill him. At most, he will waste a substitute. If I am not wrong, he did not die in Kenya, but in Kenya." Tokyo."
"It seems that you know a lot, so what? After confessing this to me, what is your purpose?" Jiang Chen looked at him and said calmly.
"I have no other intention to confess this to you." After a two-second pause, Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen and continued in a sincere tone, "The Mitsui family became a member of the Black Ship only for historical reasons. After the ship deteriorated, we have been trying hard to draw a clear line with him. But due to Tanaka's threats, we can only make peace with him... "
"Such as providing them with funds?" Jiang Chen said playfully.
Mitsui's expression was a little embarrassed.
"Yes, but we are already reflecting on it. To show sincerity..."
As he spoke, Mitsui took out a USB flash drive from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
"This is?"
"There is a list inside." Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen, "A list of all members of the Black Ship branch in Asia."
Jiang Chen held the USB drive and looked at Mitsui playfully.
This guy is quite smart.
He knew that the black ship was gone, and it would be a matter of time before he was liquidated as an accomplice. And Jiang Chen was able to kill Tanaka in Japan, and the strength he showed has already made Mitsui Hiroyuan feel afraid. So, he took the initiative to hand over the list to Jiang Chen, Black Ship's mortal enemy, in exchange for his name being crossed off that list.
The reason why he gave this list to Jiang Chen was not to the Japanese government. Presumably, he also planned to use Jiang Chen's help to kill the offline members of the Black Ship Organization lurking in Asia. With the severity of Star Ring Trading's attacks, those Black Ship members whose identities were exposed would never be allowed to live.
Since you have chosen to betray, then betray completely!
Even if one of them survived, Mitsui would probably have to live without sleep and food, so he might as well kill someone with a borrowed knife to get rid of all these troubles!
"Interesting." Jiang Chen put away the USB flash drive with a smile on his lips.
"I hope this is enough to wash away my sins." Mitsui said hypocritically.
"I will." Jiang Chen smiled.
After receiving a positive answer, Mitsui finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. To express my gratitude, I will treat you as your guest here today."
At this moment, a bodyguard in a suit opened the door and came in. He walked next to Mitsui Hongyuan and leaned over to whisper a few words.
As if he had heard some interesting news, Mitsui Hongyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head, and whispered a few instructions.
The bodyguard said "Hi" and immediately walked out of the door.
Mitsui Hongyuan turned to look at Jiang Chen with a smile.
"Speaking of which, I'm really sorry that we have been talking about business for so long. Mr. Jiang must have come here to relax, right? Just in time, we have a sideshow to watch."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the private room opened again.
I saw two burly bodyguards walking in carrying a chair.
Sitting on the chair was a beautiful woman in casual clothes, with tape on her mouth, maintaining an indecent sitting posture, and her hands and feet were tied to the back and legs of the chair with nylon ropes.
Looking at that face full of fear, Jiang Chen always felt that it looked familiar.
"Woo!"
The beauty twisted and struggled, trying to get out of the chair. However, this kind of chair is obviously a special prop for S/M, so it can't be easily broken free.
"Prepare ten actors and one camera." Mitsui Hirohara said calmly.
"Hi!" One of the bodyguards nodded.
After hearing Mitsui Hongyuan's words, the beauty's expression became even more frightened, and her two long legs tied by nylon rope struggled hard. However, no matter how hard she tried, the center of gravity of the chair was as stable as poi, and the rope showed no signs of loosening.
After watching for a long time, Jiang Chen finally realized where he had seen this girl.
Isn't this the policewoman from the morning
More than a dozen burly men walked in, as well as a photographer.
Just when Miss Shangshankui was completely in despair, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.
"Leave her to me. With such a pretty girl, it would be such a waste to make a movie."
Mitsui Hongyuan smiled, responded to Jiang Chen's eyes that any man could understand, and stood up.
"Then I won't disturb you. I wish Mr. Jiang a good time tonight."
After cupping his hands, he turned and walked out of the door. Others also left one after another, leaving only the two people in the room.
Seeing that she no longer had to be wheeled, Shangshan Kui breathed a sigh of relief and panted slightly.
Jiang Chen walked forward slowly and tore off the seal on her mouth. Because the action was so rough, it hurt so much that she almost shed tears.
"Hey, long time no see...although it wasn't long."
Seeing Jiang Chen's teasing expression, Shang Shankui gritted her teeth, endured the humiliation, and squeezed out these words from between her teeth.
"Quick... help me untie you."
"Why?"
Shangshang Kui was stunned. She originally thought that Jiang Chen's conscience found out and planned to save her, but she didn't expect...
Seeing her expression gradually returning to panic, Jiang Chen reached out and turned on the nearby camera, and said evilly.
"Who says I want to untie you? Whip, candle, or Trojan horse, you choose." (.)