Chapter 115 Let’s Start by Becoming the Prime Minister of Japan Blackstone Mansion is a luxurious building located on a cliff, surrounded by surging waves. The cliffs are as steep as a knife, as if anyone who tries to get close will be swallowed up by this cruel natural force. The towering stone walls blend perfectly with these natural obstacles, making this residence like an isolated fortress overlooking the sea. This official residence was once the focus of Japan's high society. Its previous owner was a world-class director who held luxurious parties here every weekend with strong liquor, fireworks, and evening gowns. Helicopters picked up VIPs from the airport and took them directly to the cliffs. But after a few years, the director was short of money and could not afford the staggeringly high maintenance costs of the Kuroishi Residence. It is a government-protected cultural relic, and the stones used for its maintenance must come from the mountains of Kobe, the wood must come from faraway Hokkaido, and the carvings must be made by craftsmen proficient in traditional Japanese crafts to maintain its original flavor. The total maintenance cost every ten years is equivalent to the price of the house. But since the previous owner could not afford the high maintenance costs due to financial constraints, the mansion was bought by a mysterious man. In the following nine years, apart from the two Siamese cats sent by the new owner, there were only the housekeeper and the staff for daily maintenance. It has become completely deserted and no longer as glorious as before. But today, this luxurious mansion, which had been deserted for nine years, unexpectedly became lively. Hiroshi Kimura, trembling a little, held the tray of champagne and walked towards the hot spring behind the official residence. He was the butler here, one of the world's top butlers. Although he has started to age, it does not mean that he is trembling even when walking. He is shaking all over because he is too excited. He is about to serve the mysterious owner of this mansion. He has been looking forward to this day for nine years. As the steward of this mansion, for the past nine years, he has been looking forward to the arrival of the owner of the mansion every day, and then put into practice all he has learned, instead of being like an old gatekeeper, looking at an empty house every day. No matter how luxurious this house is, if it has no owner it is just a shabby house. He walked carefully to the hot spring and put down the tray. In the hot spring, a faint warm steam floated in the air. Pink cherry blossoms gently fell from the cherry tree next to it, landing on the water, drifting slowly with the waves. The hot steam from the hot spring made the air seem a little hazy. "Here is the champagne you requested." Kimura Hiroshi said with his head down, his voice soft and respectful, afraid to disturb the mysterious host in front of him. On the wooden tray was a bottle of champagne that looked very old, and next to it were two highball glasses.
"Well, put it aside. Brother, is the water temperature okay? Is the strength okay? My massage skills are first-class." A boy's voice came into Kimura Hiroshi's ears. After Kimura Hiroshi put down the bottle of wine, he carefully looked at the two bosses he had been waiting for for nine years. The person who just spoke was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen, wearing a black kimono. He was half-kneeling beside the hot spring, massaging the shoulders of a young man in the hot spring. Strangely, Kimura Hiroshi noticed the boy's slightly illusory figure, as if it was an illusion interwoven with light and shadow, which made people doubt whether he really existed. There is a cherry blossom planted next to the hot spring. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom at this time, and the light pink cherry blossoms fall into the hot spring. The hot spring is originally a very relaxing place. But through the young man's exposed muscles, which were as solid as copper and iron and full of beautiful lines, you could tell that his body was not relaxed by the warm hot spring and the boy's massage. There was no expression on his handsome face, but his black pearl-like eyes were full of vicissitudes. The similarities between the two men were surprising. The man and the boy's faces were almost as if they were carved from the same mold, just one was an enlarged version and the other was a smaller version. "Yeah, not bad." The man responded briefly without even looking up, still concentrating on the document in his hand. Kimura Hiroshi took a step back, trying not to disturb them, but still did not forget to secretly look at the two mysterious young men. They were the new owners of this luxurious mansion, but Kimura Hiroshi still didn't know his origins. It was the first time in nine years that he saw the legendary owner in person, but he knew very well that his mission was to serve these two distinguished masters well. "Hey, brother, you should relax in such a top-notch hot spring. Why are you so tense? Look outside, it's a rare and beautiful view. You won't see such a beautiful view often in the future." The boy's tone was a little complaining. He was right. There was indeed a beautiful view outside the hot spring. The Blackstone Residence is located on the top of the cliff. At a glance, you can see the turbulent sea below the cliff. The pale golden sun slowly rises from the sea level, turning the sea surface into a pale golden color. "Brother, let's have a drink together. This is champagne produced in 1915. I spent a lot of money to get it at the auction house. I believe you will like it." The boy picked up the bottle of champagne and opened it, waving his hand to signal Kimura Hiroshi that he could leave. Hearing the sound of champagne being opened, Lu Mingfei stopped flipping through the documents in his hand. He was actually quite interested in the 1915 champagne. "Come on, brother. This should be a taste you are familiar with." Lu Mingze poured the light golden champagne into the glass and handed it to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei took it and swallowed it in one gulp. The rich flavor of figs, sourness and chalk mixed together and filled his mouth. The bubbles in the wine burst on the tip of his tongue, giving him a slightly tingling sensation. After swallowing it completely, there was a slightly sweet feeling. This was not the same as the champagne he drank in Verdun. He could not drink such top-quality champagne back then. Lu Mingfei put down the glass with a little disappointment. The memories of the past haunted him like a ghost, making him unable to forget, but when he wanted to grasp these memories, he could not grasp them. "Tell me, what's the matter with this plan?" Lu Mingfei put down his wine glass and asked in a light tone, but his eyes were still cold. Although he seemed calm on the surface, his heart was full of questions and confusion about this plan that suddenly appeared before him. Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile, a cunning light flashing in his eyes. The plan he handed over was obviously not just for their current goal. "Of course it's to help you, brother, complete the 'Mountain Moving Plan'," Lu Mingze blinked, his tone carrying a hint of innocence and cunning. "Brother, do you know how many gangsters there are in Japan? There are more than 500,000 of them. There are more than 40,000 hot weapons in their hands, and countless cold weapons. It can be said that if we control the Japanese gangsters, we will have an armed force." "And these underworld forces all obey an underworld organization called the Sheqi Eight Clan. It can be said that as long as we can conquer the Sheqi Eight Clan, we can control the entire underworld forces in Japan."
Lu Mingfei frowned slightly and remained silent. Although he understood what was said, he still felt that something was wrong. "However, the Sheqi Eight Clan is a huge mixed-blood organization. They have a large number of A-level mixed-bloods. Their strength should not be underestimated. Of course, compared with my brother, it is nothing. The supercomputer we want, Princess Kaguya, belongs to the Sheqi Eight Clan. They rely on this supercomputer to monitor the entire Japanese underworld and mixed-bloods." Lu Mingze continued. "What does the plan mean about becoming the Prime Minister of Japan? Aren't we here to deal with the underworld? What does this have to do with the Prime Minister of Japan? Besides, as a Chinese, how can I participate in the election of the Prime Minister of Japan?" Lu Mingfei asked with a raised eyebrow. "We used some means to help you get a fake identity. Your current name is Yuan Yusuke. You are an independent candidate in the Tokyo area and are participating in the House of Representatives election. As for the political funds for your election, I have been working hard for many years and still have a lot of money. I will fully support you when the time comes." Lu Mingze explained. "Why do you want to participate in the Japanese House of Representatives election?" Lu Mingfei frowned. He didn't understand what Lu Mingze was doing. "Brother, if you really want to implement the Mountain Moving Plan, we are not enough. Even if you conquer that gang, we can't even get enough materials to build one planetary engine together, let alone build ten thousand planetary engines." "Even if you become the Prime Minister of Japan, we can't promote the Mountain Moving Plan. But as long as you become the Prime Minister of Japan, we will have the right to dialogue with other countries. Only by gaining power and status can we make others listen to us." Lu Mingze said to Lu Mingfei seriously. "So we must first take control of this country, whether it is in the open or in the dark. This is the only way to go." "What about plan one, becoming a gigolo?" Lu Mingze's words made sense, but Lu Mingfei's face immediately darkened when he remembered one of the items on the plan. "Hehehe, well, I paid for a gigolo club. Don't worry, when the time comes, I'll just be selling my skills and not my body. I'll just chat and drink with the customers." Lu Mingze laughed, like a weasel who had stolen a chicken. “You’d better explain it to me clearly!” Lu Mingfei’s face turned even darker. He stretched out his hand to Lu Mingze’s little face and began to rub it. "Okay, okay, there is a reason for this. It's the most upscale male escort club in Tokyo. Every day, many wealthy wives of high-ranking officials and elite women from all walks of life go there to have fun or find comfort..." Lu Mingfei let go of his hand and motioned Lu Mingze to continue. "Brother, as a young boy who came out of nowhere, why would they elect you as a member of the House of Representatives? If you give me more time, I might be able to find a way to get you in, but we don't have much time. So you can only sell your body to seduce those rich ladies, female celebrities, female office workers and so on, and let them canvass for votes for you. Don't underestimate them, they have great power." Lu Mingze said pitifully, but soon he returned to his appearance of having stolen a chicken. "With brother's good looks, I'm sure they will be completely enchanted by him. Then I will make him the best gigolo in Japan! Hehehehe!" “Go away…” Lu Mingfei pushed away Lu Mingze’s face that suddenly approached him with disgust, and then fell into deep thought. "Why, brother, you're not willing to sell your body to save the world?" Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei with suspicion. "I'm not... I just feel weird..." Lu Mingfei said hesitantly. It seemed strange that a man who used to be a general would sell his body and be a gigolo. Lu Mingze seemed not to notice Lu Mingfei's mood, and continued to talk excitedly: "Brother, don't be so depressed. In fact, being a gigolo is not as bad as you think. Those elite women in Tokyo are the backbone of Japanese society. They not only have huge wealth, but also political and business resources. You just need to show some charm and you can easily pull these people to your side." Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, but just looked coldly at the sun rising gradually in the distance. The light golden light sprinkled on the sea, making the waves sparkle. "I know what you're thinking." Lu Mingze noticed Lu Mingfei's silence and smiled slightly. "Brother, you always hate this kind of complicated political game, but... if we want to save the world, we can't avoid these games. Without power, there is no right to speak. Do you think those politicians will really sacrifice their own interests for the survival of the world? Don't be silly, they only think about themselves." Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. Of course he knew this. Over the years, he had seen too many betrayals and conspiracies. Human nature often appeared humble and fragile in the face of interests. He turned his head and looked at the innocent smiling face of Lu Mingze. This guy seemed innocent on the surface, but in fact he understood the sinisterness of human nature better than anyone else. "Aren't you afraid that I will scare away those rich ladies?" Lu Mingfei sneered. He didn't think he had any charm at all, let alone attracting those upper-class women. “How is that possible!” Lu Mingze shook his head, as if mocking Lu Mingfei’s self-perception. “Brother, your charm is simply irresistible. Those women will be obsessed with you. You only need to show a little bit of your charm, and it will be enough for them to vote for you obediently.” Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze's excited little face. The most uneasy part of this plan was not only because it was absurd, but also because it was full of too many unknown risks. Although he had experienced war and the test of life and death, he did not have enough confidence to deal with such complex interpersonal relationships. After all, he had never been in love before. “So, you plan to let me seduce these people in exchange for their support?” Lu Mingfei’s voice became a little colder. "Brother, this is not seduction." Lu Mingze's eyes were serious. "This is the law of survival. If you want to have real power in this world, you must learn to use all resources, including people's hearts. You are not doing this for yourself, but for the survival of all mankind." Lu Mingfei was silent. He knew that Lu Mingze was right. This world has always been a world where the strong prey on the weak. No one will help you for no reason, especially in the game of power. The sea breeze blew gently, and the petals of the cherry blossoms fluttered in the wind, like countless pink butterflies dancing in the air. Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the cherry blossom trees swaying in the wind. He was like this before, drifting around in the storm of fate, unable to find his own destination. Now, he has to embark on this road full of unknowns again. "Meow meow!"
At this time, two Siamese cats appeared beside his hands. Lu Mingfei looked at the two cats in surprise, and his dusty memories involuntarily opened up. "How come they are here?" He picked up these two cats on his way home from school, but his uncle and aunt didn't allow him to keep them, so he secretly kept them on the rooftop. Later, one of the silly kittens fell sick, and he had no money to take them to the doctor, so he skipped breakfast every day, ran errands for others, and picked up bottles on the street to save money for their medical treatment. He prayed every day that the two cats would not die, but then the two cats suddenly disappeared. Unexpectedly, he saw them here. "I adopted them. I know you like them very much, but brother, you can't do it without rights. Just like you have no power and strength, you can't even support two cats." Lu Mingze said lightly beside him. "Okay," Lu Mingfei looked at the cat spinning around his hand in silence for a long time, and finally spoke in a low and firm voice, "I will do as you plan." Hearing this, Lu Mingze's eyes flashed with a gleam of pride, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if everything was under his control. He patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and said in a relaxed tone: "Brother, don't worry, you won't regret it. This is just the beginning, and it will become more and more interesting in the future." "Brother, being a gigolo can not only help you win votes, but as a gray industry, gigolos are more likely to have connections with the underworld. So in order to protect world peace, brother, be a gigolo. Use your beauty to conquer Japanese women, and use your strength to conquer Japanese men." Lu Mingfei did not respond. His eyes were fixed on the sea level in the distance. The golden waves gradually blurred in his eyes. He knew that what was waiting for him ahead was not just the game of thrones. (End of this chapter)