Chapter 133 Aoyama Taijun and the Dog Rare, Oolong Incident Aoyama Hidenobu walked into Yang's Restaurant. The hall was crowded and all the seats were occupied. It was obvious that the business was good. "Mr. Qingshan, you are here. Vice President Zhao is waiting for you in the private room upstairs. Please follow me." When Xiao Yang saw him, he hurried forward to greet him and took him upstairs. "Vice President?" Aoyama Hidenobu followed him upstairs and asked, "Isn't the President here?" "No." Xiao Yang shook his head. The conversation room was on the second floor, and there was a strong young man standing on each side of the door of one of the private rooms. "Mr. Aoyama, please." The two strong men followed the local customs and bowed to Aoyama Hidenobu before opening the door. Xiao Yang said, "Mr. Qingshan, please call me anytime if you need anything. I won't bother you." After saying that, he turned around and hurried downstairs. "Mr. Qingshan, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person. I am so sorry."
As soon as Aoyama Hidenobu entered, Zhao Qinghong came up to him with a smile on his face. His attitude could not be described as humble, but rather servile and obsequious. Looking at this person, Aoyama Hidenobu's mind suddenly emerged with the traitor named "Taijunhao" in the anti-Japanese drama. "Mr. Zhao, you're welcome. Please take a seat." Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly and sat down directly in the main seat. He saw through what kind of person this person was at a glance, so he had to act arrogant and strong. No wonder the Fulong Gang only knows how to exploit their compatriots. It would not be surprising if the leadership were all this bunch of people. "Hi!" Zhao Qinghong responded, and then personally poured tea for Qingshan Xiuxin, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Qingshan, this is our famous Dahongpao in China. Please try it. If you like it, I will send it to your home some other day." "Dong, dong, dong!" Qingshan Hidenobu didn't touch the cup of tea. He tapped the table with his fingers and said unhappily, "Zhao Sang, I'm not here to taste tea." "Hi! Hi! Hi!" Zhao Qinghong nodded and bowed repeatedly before sitting down. He angrily criticized the younger brothers in the morning, "It was all because of our subordinates who were blind and offended you, Mr. Aoyama. Of course, we are also responsible for not disciplining you strictly. In short, we sincerely apologize for the trouble we have caused you. Fulong Chamber of Commerce is willing to pay 100 million yen as compensation." In order to obtain this huge compensation for Qingshan Taijun, he used all his eloquence. Aoyama Hidenobu felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. It was clearly him who injured and disabled several people from the Fulong Gang, but he didn't expect to get compensation. "Yoshi! You are a good citizen, a very good citizen." Qingshan Taijun initiated the good citizen certification. "Hi!" Zhao Qinghong showed a relieved smile on his face, and said flatteringly: "As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Our Fulong Chamber of Commerce and Mr. Qingshan are also predestined! If Mr. Qingshan can be of use to me in the future, Zhao will be at your service!" He felt that this taste was right, this was the accent that Japanese people use when speaking Chinese. Just now, Aoyama Hidenobu's Chinese was so fluent that he was a little dazed. "Mr. Zhao, do you want to do something for me?" Aoyama Hidenobu showed an interested expression. He originally wanted to conquer the Fulong Gang, so this was a two-way effort. "To be honest, I think if Fulong Chamber of Commerce wants to expand in Japan, it cannot do without the support and protection of local forces!" Zhao Qinghong first put forward his own ideas, and then said: "I have heard of Mr. Qingshan's name. If I can serve you, it will be a blessing for our Chamber of Commerce!" He had found out everything in advance. The Yamakawa family was supported by Aoyama Hidenobu. With the strength of the Fukuryu Chamber of Commerce and the protection of the police, wouldn't it develop rapidly? Zhao Qinghong was unwilling to just guard the small piece of territory he had and make a living by exploiting his own people. Of course he had to exploit his own people, but he also wanted to make money from the Japanese. "Oh? Do all of you in the Chamber of Commerce think so?" Aoyama Hidenobu picked up the glass of Dahongpao and took a sip. A cow chewing a peony will not taste anything.
"This... Of course not everyone is as far-sighted as Zhao." Zhao Qinghong revealed his wolfish ambitions and said, "President Chen has a narrow vision and is only obsessed with his current small piece of land. He has repeatedly put forward constructive suggestions but he has ignored them. This not only delays the development of the Chamber of Commerce, but also delays the Chamber of Commerce from serving you. I really can't stand it." "So if I can become the president, then the entire Fulong Chamber of Commerce is willing to go through fire and water for Mr. Aoyama... ahem, Mr. Aoyama, without hesitation!" Aoyama Hidenobu understood that this guy wanted to further develop the Fulong Gang by joining the Japanese. But President Chen Taizhi disagreed. So now he wants to get rid of Chen Taizhi and seize the position of chairman. Once he has power, he can legitimately lead the entire Fulong Gang to join him. He expanded his territory by taking advantage of his protection. This is pure traitorous behavior. But he is the Grand Lord now, and considering his own interests, he really needs this kind of talent. After all, if he wants to control the Fulong Gang, supporting Zhao Qinghong is definitely more cost-effective than supporting Chen Taizhi. Moreover, for such people, when they later find the chamber pot too dirty, they can just kill it without any psychological burden. "Yoshi, Zhao Sang, you are such a smart person." Qingshan Hidenobu highly praised his idea and said, "As long as you can do a good job for me, I will definitely not treat you unfairly." "Hi! I'm willing to serve the imperial army!" Zhao Qinghong smiled happily, stood up, picked up a glass of wine and said loudly. Aoyama Hidenobu almost spit out a mouthful of tea and choked and coughed repeatedly, "Cough... cough cough..." Today, the fake Japanese encountered the real traitor. "Tai...Mr. Qingshan, Mr. Qingshan, are you okay?" Zhao Qinghong hurriedly showed concern. Qingshan Hidenobu waved his hand, and after he recovered, he took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "Since Zhao Sang wants to replace President Chen, he must have an idea. How can I help you?" "Hey! Mr. Qingshan, you are so good at predicting things." Zhao Qinghong flattered him and said with a sinister smile: "I have some evidence that Chen Taizhi has repeatedly violated the law in Japan. Mr. Qingshan, you just need to ask your colleagues to arrest him." "Yoshi." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded, but then asked seriously, "Are you sure you can control the Fulong Gang as long as you capture Chen Tai?" "Please rest assured, Mr. Qingshan. As long as we catch Chen Taizhi, I can easily kill the remaining small fry." Zhao Qinghong assured with full confidence. Aoyama Hidenobu stared at him, was silent for a moment, then said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of being called a traitor, Zhao Sang?" "Mr. Aoyama is wise, I only believe that those who know the times are heroes." Zhao Qinghong smiled ingratiatingly. Aoyama Hidenobu casually pushed the teacup over. Zhao Qinghong quickly stood up and poured him tea. "Bang!" At this moment the door was pushed open. Zhao Qinghong was so frightened that his hands shook, and the scalding hot tea flowed onto the table and splashed onto Aoyama Hidenobu's hands. "Baka!" Aoyama Hidenobu became furious at the pain and stood up and slapped him twice. "Crack! Crack!" "Hey! Hey! Hey!" Zhao Qinghong bowed his head and admitted his mistakes, "Mr. Qingshan, please calm down. Please calm down." "Hmph!" Aoyama Hidenobu sat down with a sullen face.
Zhao Qinghong pulled out a tissue to wipe the water stains on his hands, then turned to look at his frightened subordinate and asked unhappily, "What are you so anxious about?" "President, there was a conflict between the brothers and Hachioji's family, and they are all trying to mobilize people." Zhao Qinghong turned his head and looked at Aoyama Hidenobu. "Hachioji's family?" Aoyama Hidenobu raised his eyebrows. Zhao Qinghong understood instantly: "Inagawa Society." Aoyama Hidenobu picked up the phone and called Inagawa Hiroshi, "President Inagawa, excuse me, Vice President Zhao of the Fukuryu Gang is my friend. I heard that there was a conflict between the Hachioji family and the Fukuryu Gang. I hope we can sit down and resolve it peacefully. What do you think? After all, the Senate election is coming up, and it won't be good for anyone if the conflict gets out of hand." "Since Inspector Aoyama has spoken, of course I have to give you this face. I will give orders to the Hachioji family later." Inagawa Hiroshi agreed without thinking. Aoyama Hidenobu, "Thank you, President Inagawa. I won't bother you anymore. I'll treat you to a drink another day." Inagawa Hong could not deny it and hung up directly. "Thank you, Mr. Qingshan. You avoided a bloody conflict with just one phone call. I don't know how many lives were saved. Mr. Qingshan is really compassionate!" Zhao Qinghong flattered with an exaggerated expression. "Send the things to me as soon as possible." Aoyama Hidenobu said this, then got up and walked out. "Hi!" Zhao Qinghong responded, bowed to his back and shouted, "Goodbye, Mr. Qingshan!" He didn't look up until he could no longer hear the footsteps. "President, those Japanese devils are too bullying." The younger brother who broke in said indignantly. Just now, Aoyama Hidenobu slapped Zhao Qinghong twice so hard that the corners of his mouth were bleeding. "Didn't you see that he just called and mobilized the president of the Inagawa Association?" Zhao Qinghong touched his swollen face and took a breath of cold air. "Besides, I'm doing this for the gang and for the glory and wealth of my brothers. What does it matter if I suffer a little grievance?" ............................... Shinichi Nakamura was on his way to Arakawa Ward. Because he had just received a call from Kimura's family and secretary, asking him to go to an abandoned factory called Inoue Electronics Co., Ltd. at 11 o'clock to collect the money. Thinking that the other person was an important person and couldn't be kept waiting for him, he rushed over early. He arrived at the factory at half past ten and saw a car parked inside from a distance with a person standing next to it. Shinichi Nakamura didn't expect that others would come earlier. He immediately got out of the car and walked over, saying with an embarrassed look on his face, "I'm so sorry, I didn't expect you to come so early. I kept you waiting for a long time." After approaching, he found that the man was tall and had a full beard. He felt a little strange. He didn't expect that Nakamura Jiahe's secretary looked so rough. "Are you here to get the money?" The bearded man looked at Shinichi Nakamura warily and asked after a moment's silence. Shinichi Nakamura smiled and replied, “Hi!” "Wait a moment." The bearded man turned around and opened the trunk of the car, then walked over with two cash boxes and threw them in front of Nakamura Shinichi, "Open them and check them." "No need to check, I believe you, what is there to check?" Nakamura Shinichi said without hesitation.
Could Kimura Iekazu give himself fake money? The bearded man's eyes softened as he looked at him. After all, in their line of work, they risked their lives just to make some money, and they never trusted anyone easily during transactions. He was somewhat touched by the other party's trust. "Hey! Then please leave first, sir." "Yo, you're very cautious." Shinichi Nakamura gave him a thumbs up, put the two cash boxes into his car, waved his hand, and drove away. The bearded man watched Nakamura Shinichi's car disappear into the darkness, then picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Brother, the money has been paid." "Yeah." On the other side, in the wilderness bordering Kanagawa Prefecture and Tokyo, two groups of people were trading. The bald man who received the notification from the bearded man looked at the fat man with short silver hair opposite him and said, "Your people have taken the money. Now you should give me the goods." Money and goods are traded separately. More effective in evading police crackdowns. "Let me ask." The silver-haired fat man took the phone from the younger brother and called the younger brother who went to withdraw the money. "Why didn't you call me after you got the money? Asshole!" "Ah? Brother, I haven't even arrived yet." (End of this chapter)