Nakamura Fujii smiled slightly, as if he didn't notice Meng Xiaoan's sneer and said: "We can be friends first. I have prepared some wine and food for Mr. Meng." The first person walked in.
The floor in the wooden house exudes a faint fragrance, and it is very comfortable to walk on it without taking off your shoes.
Meng Xiaoan didn't know whether it was intentional or not, but he walked in without taking off his shoes. Lingtian Duan was gritting his teeth behind him.
In a large and spacious living room, there is a small table with several Japanese side dishes and two bottles of sake.
Mitsubishi Yuya said: "Please do it, Mr. Meng."
"Pour the wine."
Then I saw two sweet-looking girls in uniforms slowly walking out and filling a cup for each of them.
"This Mitsubishi guy probably likes to play with each other." Meng Xiaoan smiled viciously in his heart, damn it.
"I heard that Mr. Meng is very good at Chinese medicine?" Mitsubishi Yuya said slowly.
Meng Xiaoan was stunned, glanced at Yuya Mitsubishi, and sneered: "It seems so, but I think you are not sick, otherwise you would not have invited me to see a doctor. You can know my true face during this period,
It’s really amazing, it’s more sensitive than a dog’s nose.”
"Haha -" Mitsubishi Xiong smiled indifferently, nodded and bent down, "Mr. Meng was joking, we just used a little trick."
"Okay, okay, let's not talk so much nonsense. We are all big men. Are you here just for a drink?" Meng Xiaoan said calmly.
Mitsubishi Xiong didn't say anything, he just raised his glass and gestured to Meng Xiao'an, then drank it all in one gulp.
Meng Xiaoan did not drink because he was afraid of being poisoned. Little Japan likes to play with drugs, which was confirmed when he competed with others.
Mitsubishi Yuya was slightly embarrassed and could only think to himself: "Mr. Meng, have you ever heard of the Mitsubishi Group? I am the person in charge of the Mitsubishi Group. Our consortium is the largest consortium in Japan and controls many electronics, real estate, manufacturing companies, and banks.
It has a great influence around the world..."
Meng Xiaoan suddenly interrupted Mitsubishi Yuya and said coldly, "Is it possible that your Mitsubishi Group is interested in me?" Meng Xiaoan knew a little about this Mitsubishi Group. He learned this from reading magazines. It is the number one in Japan.
The consortium, especially the Mitsubishi sports car, has a very international status.
"Our Mitsubishi Group does have a business to do with Mr. Meng." Mitsubishi Yuya hurriedly explained, "I wonder if Mr. Meng is interested."
Meng Xiaoan was noncommittal and listened quietly.
Mitsubishi Yuya said quietly: "As long as you agree to our request, we will give you a surprise sum of money. Of course, our request is very simple. I learned from some gossip that Mr. Hong is seriously ill.
He will return to the West soon, and his son is making arrangements to find a doctor for his father. I myself have met Emperor Hong several times."
Meng Xiaoan burst out laughing. When Mitsubishi Xiong was confused, he suddenly sneered and said: "You are very well-informed. You already know what happened just now. I admire you. I really admire you."
"Of course this is our secret." Mitsubishi Yuya said mysteriously.
"Then you can continue to be mysterious. I'm not that curious either. Tell me, what do you like about me?"
"I want to cooperate with Mr. Meng. Let Mr. Hong die naturally. It is very simple for a doctor to do this."
Meng Xiaoan thought for a moment and asked, "What benefits do I get?"
"You can ask for anything you want, money, status, women, we can give it to you." Mitsubishi Yuya bent down again.
Meng Xiaoan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Men all like this stuff. Let me think about it. You know that, after all, as a doctor, it is my medical ethics to save lives and heal the wounded. I don't want my words to be stained by my fellow Chinese."
of blood”
Mitsubishi Yuya looked very embarrassed, but he soon felt relieved: "I know this matter is difficult for Mr. Meng to handle, but I ask Mr. Meng to seriously consider it."
"Really? But I really have some doubts about your credibility." Meng Xiaoan looked disdainful.
Mitsubishi Yuya looked very complicated and said solemnly: "I am willing to swear in the name of Amaterasu that we will give Mr. Meng a high status!"
Meng Xiaoan played with the glass of sake and said, "Really?"
Seeing that Meng Xiaoan seemed to be agreeing, Mitsubishi Xiong also flashed a hint of joy and said: "Please tell me your request."
"You just said that Mitsubishi Group is the largest conglomerate in Japan, and it must have too much money to spend." Meng Xiaoan smiled, "Then just give me 10 million, oh, it's US dollars."
Mitsubishi Yuya's expression changed: "Mr. Meng, are you kidding me?" Ten million dollars? Even if I, Mitsubishi Group, run a bank, the money you want is a bit too much.
"Don't agree? Then you can find someone else." Meng Xiaoan stood up and said, "Come to me only after you have figured it out."
Mitsubishi Xiong was also stunned and said hurriedly: Please stay, Mr. Meng."
"I agreed. Meng Xiaoan sneered, "But I have changed my mind. Not only do I want ten million dollars, I also want your kendo club."
Mitsubishi Yuya's expression changed several times: "Mr. Meng, are you really joking?" A strong murderous intent flashed through his sharp eyes.
"I don't like joking with others." Meng Xiaoan glanced at Mitsubishi Yuya and said disdainfully, "If you want to do business with me, show your sincerity."
"Mr. Meng, you are too whimsical. You are talking like a lion." Standing on one side, the Lingtian section finally couldn't bear the ten million dollars plus this kendo club. Baga, the Chinese are too greedy and shameless.
Already.
"Because I have the capital!" Meng Xiaoan slowly replaced the delicate wine glass that had been in front of his mouth. His sharp eyes flashed with cold light, and he stood up suddenly. He was so fast that he only saw an ethereal figure, and with one stroke
A fierce straight punch roared in, hitting a section of Lingtian's nose.
"Bang -" Toshihide Nakamura was caught off guard and was punched by Meng Xiaoan. He couldn't help but groaned, stumbled back a few steps, turned over and fell to the ground.