"This subordinate deserves to be punished, Minister!" The man with glasses lowered his head and said solemnly.
"Punishment? What's the point of punishing you now? Go and get the lady back to me, otherwise you won't have to come back!" Yamada Incheon picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it on the ground.
"Minister, do you want to send someone to monitor Tsuyoshi Yamamoto's movements?" The man with glasses trembled with fright and said quickly.
"Are you a pig? What's the use of staring at Yamamoto Go at this time? We must not let the young lady fall into their hands, otherwise we will be passive! Don't forget our mission to Fengdu this time!" Yamada Incheon almost said
On the verge of going berserk!
"Hai!" The man with glasses nodded in agreement.[
"Hurry up and go!" Yamada Incheon pointed at the man with glasses and glared.
The man with glasses quickly exited the room. Yamada Incheon sat on the sofa a little tired, looked at the chunin in front of him and asked tentatively: "You haven't forgotten the purpose of coming to Fengdu this time, right?"
"Hai! We dare not forget!" several people replied in unison.
"Very good! If Tsuyoshi Yamamoto dares to play tricks on me, I will kill him directly! Is there any news about the man named Daben?" Yamada Incheon asked with a gloomy face.
"Not yet! It is said that he disappeared after appearing in the Asia-Pacific Pharmaceutical Factory last time!" One of the chuunin quickly answered.
"Continue to keep an eye on Yamamoto Tsuyoshi. They will always get in touch! In addition, send some manpower to Miss Zo! I don't trust Yuzawa Ichiro's work!" Yamada Incheon said with some helplessness.
"Hai! I'll do it right away!" He reluctantly nodded and agreed.
Yamada Incheon breathed a sigh of relief. But his eyes became deeper!
At this time, Zhuo Yifan was leaning on the Maserati with his arms around Xia Yun's slender waist, looking at the end of the road in the distance. The competition here was still going on. The competition between Zhuo Yifan and Murong Jian was postponed until the other drivers finished competing.
.Zhuo Yifan was happy to watch the fun, not to mention being able to hold Xia Yun's slender waist so comfortably, which was really an enjoyable thing.
"Hey! You don't seem worried at all?" Yamada Masaki looked at the two people hugging each other and asked depressedly.
"What am I worried about?" Zhuo Yifan asked somewhat confused.
"Of course I'm worried about the match for a while! Aren't you afraid of losing to Murong Jian?" Masaki Yamada said angrily.
"What am I worried about? It's you who should be worried, right? I lost, you have to accompany him! It's not me who will accompany him, what should I worry about?" Zhuo Yifan said nonchalantly. In fact, he just wanted to tease this girl.
.Will I lose? What a joke!
"You...you don't care about me so much? Why do you hate me? You wish I could spend the night with another man, don't you?" Masaki Yamada pointed at Zhuo Yifan's nose and asked through gritted teeth.
"I didn't mean that. Miss, please don't accuse others casually! Don't forget, you said those words yourself! I didn't say it, and no one forced you to say it!" Zhuo Yifan said depressedly.
said.
"You are so cruel! Zhuo Yifan, I will remember this! I will settle this account with you sooner or later!" Masaki Yamada said fiercely.
"Don't worry! I won't lose!" Zhuo Yifan sighed and said calmly.
I don’t know why, when Zhuo Yifan said this, Masaki Yamada really believed it! She didn’t know why, it was just because she felt that since Zhuo Yifan said so, he would definitely win!
