Leng Shaobai curled his lips. He was full of praise, but he must not be able to scold him. However, Leng Shaobai did not say anything. Instead, he accompanied Nakano Hisaishi to brag and talk nonsense, and by the way, he flattered him.
It is applicable everywhere. After Leng Shaobai complimented him a little, Nakano Hisaishi immediately felt elated, and the fox's tail seemed to be raised to the sky.
"Mr. Leng, don't worry, as long as I become Prime Minister, I will definitely help you to the best of my ability!" Hisaishi Nakano sat in the car very comfortably.
"Then... I'll just thank you, Prime Minister, here!" Leng Shaobai flattered him gently again.
Hisaishi Nakano was so excited that he couldn't find his way around. Sitting in his seat, he didn't know where to put his hands. He seemed to be imagining that after becoming prime minister, he began to severely repair those ministers who had marginalized him.
, and then imagined how to give those ministers’ wives a hard blow.
…
That night, a plane took off from the Middle East and headed towards Japan's Haneda Airport. After several hours of flight, the plane arrived at Japan's Haneda Airport early the next morning. Three men got off the plane. The man's identity was from the Middle East.
A wealthy businessman came to Japan this time to inspect projects and prepare for investment. The man was wearing a T-shirt, a pair of Tyrannosaurus glasses, black casual pants, and an old man's headband shining in the sun. The man wore it on all ten of his fingers.
Wearing a gemstone ring that sparkles with gold, she looks like a nouveau riche at first glance.
The two men behind him clearly looked like bodyguards, wearing black suits. The man on the right was carrying a silver box, and the man on the left had a low-frequency communicator on his ear. The two men looked around warily.
"Sir, please come this way!" Suddenly, a man in a white shirt broke into the eyes of a wealthy Middle Eastern businessman. The two bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward, blocked the man in the white shirt, and asked sternly: "What are you doing!"
"Oh, I... I am the young master's bodyguard, and I came here specially to greet you this time!" There was no panic in the eyes of the man in the white shirt, and it didn't look like a lie. The wealthy Middle Eastern businessman behind him nodded at the bodyguard.
, the bodyguard let go of the man in the white shirt. The wealthy businessman in the Middle East was Anwar. In order to conceal his identity, he changed his identity when he came to Japan this time. This identity was conducive to his actions in Japan and would not
It will be tracked by people from the Intelligence Bureau. And this identity is not virtual, but real.
"Where is Paul?" Anwar asked in a low voice.
"Young Master is waiting for you in the car!" The man in the white shirt hurriedly bowed.
"Lead the way!" Anwar has a strong build and dark skin. As a man who has been in the desert all year round, his skin is naturally a little rough. The man in a white shirt hurriedly led the way. The bodyguard behind him put his hand in his pocket and pointed his gun at it.
Aiming at the back of the man in the white shirt, if there is any abnormality in him, shoot him immediately. The man in the white shirt is very honest. When he came out of the airport, on the roadside, an extended version of the Lincoln car was next to the car.
Several men in black shirts stood guarding the car.
"The master is here!" The man in white shirt immediately waved to everyone, and everyone nodded. A man leaning against the car door immediately opened the door. Paul sat in the car. He smiled at Anwar and said: "Justice."
