Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 259 Organized Youth Pills
Didi, Didi, the sound of the mobile phone woke Fu Jiang up.

He clasped the bedside table with five fingers and pressed it forward. Bang Tong, the bedside table and the phone fell to the ground together.

He fished down a few times with one hand like rowing a boat, picked up the phone, opened the cover and connected the call.

"Hey?"

Beep, beep, the only answer to him was the sound of hanging up the phone.

Fu Jiang was no longer sleepy, got up from the bed and glanced at the clock on the wall.

How long did he sleep at 16:[-] in the afternoon?
Fu Jiang brushed aside his unsightly hair, only then did he notice that he was still in Wei Young form.

It seemed that after returning home, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep without having time to change back or change her clothes.

Wei Young pursed her lips, turned on the phone, and glanced at the calling number.

It's a landline, I don't know whose number it is.

If it is someone like Conan or Xiaolan, it will be a little troublesome.

But there is a high probability that it is not them, so who would it be?
Wei Young rubbed her hair, feeling that her head was still a little groggy, so she simply went to the bathroom to wash her head to wake herself up.

She wasn't hungover, and with the old housekeeper's reminder, it was naturally impossible for her to drink too much.

She just drank a small cup in the bar.

She gradually recalled what had happened last night, and after dinner, Calvados proposed to go to the bar to have fun.

Although Cohen was a little reluctant, but because Chianti also agreed, the companion he didn't want to hurt lost interest and did not object.

As for Wei Young, since she happened to be very free, she naturally had no reason to refuse.

At first, everyone was very happy, but after a woman who was quite familiar and close to Calvados appeared and left talking and laughing, everyone became less happy.

Especially before leaving, everyone found that after several men and the woman dragged Calvados, who was struggling for help, to the van, they became even more unhappy.

Afterwards, Chianti became a little unhappy, pushing and arguing with those people.

Then Wei Young was very calm. Well, she admitted that she was actually a little unhappy.

Damn it, recalling what happened last night, Wei Young hammered the pool, tore off her clothes, and gradually changed into Fu Jiang.

After hastily putting on his coat, he immediately went downstairs to the parking lot and opened the trunk of the Lexus LS.

What's in the trunk is ketchup?

Well, let's call it ketchup.

If Chengshi knew that he had accidentally spilled ketchup in the trunk, he would have misunderstood him.

Fu Jiang bit his knuckles, quickly went back upstairs, took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured it on, then carefully wiped it off with a cloth.

He doesn't worry about the police checking him because he didn't kill anyone last night.

At least I don't remember it, I just hit it a few times, as to why I put the person in the trunk.

Of course it was taken to his hospital.

What he provides is a one-stop service, using professional methods to injure people, and then send them to his hospital to provide professional medical services.

This is not the first time, the Yamaguchi-gumi, if anyone is injured and needs treatment, they are also sent to his hospital.

If too many members of the violent gang were hospitalized here and would affect his business, he would even be willing to let the injured members of the violent gang see a doctor here at a "cost price".

After making a call to Cheng Shi, who was still working, to indicate that he had used his car to transport the wounded, Fu Jiang opened the mailbox in his mobile phone to check the text message.

There are two, the first is for Chianti, asking the wounded if she is okay, and if there is something, do you need her to help dispose of the body.

The other one is about gin, and I just sent it, saying that Kenzo Masuyama was looking for something.

So it was Kenzo Masuyama who called him before?Hang up after realizing that the sound is wrong?

Fu Jiang sat in the car and thought about it, and decided to use his original appearance to meet.

Pisco has retired and moved behind the scenes, and no longer has contact with the winery people except for a few important members. Naturally, he has no chance to encounter counterfeit wine.

And Ireland stays at Pisco's villa most of the time, occasionally helping Gin with some troublesome tasks.

So there is no need to pretend to be Wei Young this time, otherwise the explanation of height is quite troublesome.

He didn't want to be mistaken for a woman masquerading as a man again.

As long as he briefly told Pisco that his identity was also moved behind the scenes, Pisco would naturally understand.

After making a decision, Fu Jiang started the vehicle, and an hour and a half later, the Lexus LS stopped at the door of Masuyama's villa.

The guard at the door has a memory several times stronger than that of gin, and he let them go immediately after an announcement on the walkie-talkie, without wasting time.

In the courtyard, Ireland is still trimming the flowers and plants in the flower beds, as if he is not interested in everything.

After seeing Fu Jiang, he just nodded silently, and then continued to lower his head to trim the garden.

This is the third time Fu Jiang has come here, and he does not need to lead the way.

The main door was wide open, and Fu Jiang walked in directly, and quickly walked through the lobby and up the steps to the second floor.

After glancing left and right, he walked to the room at the end of the right, which turned left, which was Pisco's living room-like bedroom.

At this time, Pisco was half sitting and half lying on the sofa, quietly watching the big screen hanging on the wall.

Black and white film, looks very old.

Because Pisco seemed to be engrossed in watching, Tomie didn't make a sound to disturb, and sat on the coffee table to enjoy the movie quietly.

It seems like a crime movie, about a gang that robs a bank, hijacks a train and flees after being chased by the police.

For that era, the filming was really good. Although there were no special effects, it was very realistic and felt like a documentary.

""Death of the Past", this is its name. It can be seen that the director is very careful, but I have to say that the choice of the protagonist is not suitable. I am not a desperate fanatic."

Pisco commented while shaking his head.

"A movie adapted from your glorious deeds?" Fu Jiang snorted, and looked at the protagonist in the movie again.

The personality and image did not match Pisco's. Of course, it would be bad if they really matched. It is estimated that the director would have to be approached by the winery that night.

"I really miss that time." Pisco sighed, "I've been idle for a long time, and I just want to find some exciting things to do."

"Stimulation like in black and white movies?" Tomie reminded Pisco that times had changed.

"Hehe, don't get me wrong, I'm not that old. This movie was shot in the 50s. The reason it's black and white is because the director wanted it to be like a documentary."

Pisco explained with a light smile.

But the 50s and 30s were no different, both were a long time ago.

Now, if Pisco dared to rob the bank and escape by train, he would be knocked down by the rushing police when he got off the station.

Modern communication signals cannot be easily interfered with.

"Let's get to the point." Fu Jiang got up from the coffee table, moved a chair and sat directly opposite the sofa, "What do you want me to do?"

He didn't want to disturb the elderly watching the movie. If he was right, Pisco might have watched the movie dozens of times.

He's just disturbing the old age when crime was so convenient and cheap.

Pisco turned off the monitor with the remote control, then stood up and walked to the desk and opened the drawer, took out a stack of white papers from it, and handed it to Fu Jiang.

"See if there is any problem."

Fu Jiang picked up the black and white paper and flipped through it. It was a stack of contracts.

There are some agreements regarding the renovation and expansion of Crow General Hospital.

Fu Jiang pretended to look at the content of the contract.

Although he didn't look carefully, he showed the attitude he should show, and he didn't lose the politeness of the organization.

It stands to reason that it is the organization that pays the money, it is the organization that is looking for the construction company, and it is the organization that negotiates the price. The signing of the contract can be done across Fujiang, and the black organization is not a law-abiding organization.

But the organization didn't do this, but respected him as the owner of the hospital, so he couldn't act too foolishly.

A few minutes later, Fu Jiang sorted out the contract and put it on the coffee table, "What do you think?"

"Oh, that's why you young people." A stave with no notes appeared on Pisco's forehead. After rolling his eyes, he picked up the contract and put it back in the drawer.

He had read that contract a long time ago, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But he really didn't expect that Fu Jiang could really pretend to watch for a few minutes, and then let him judge.

Pisco poured himself a cup of tea, "You too, and gin too, it's just a contract, it's nothing, if one day I die, what will you do?"

"Leave it to the lawyer of the organization." Fu Jiang thought for a while after finishing speaking, and added something in his heart.

Maybe leave it to almighty vodka as well.

Pisco almost didn't come up, and slapped the coffee table twice, "Learn to read by yourself! Lazy!"

He exhaled, and sat on the sofa with a teacup in his hand, "It's because the young people in the organization are lazy slobs like you and Gin, that the organization keeps losing money."

Then he told of the distress that had caused him when the gentleman decided to let him go into business.

That was the most difficult period for him, stepping into a completely unfamiliar field, and he had to figure everything out by himself.

The most difficult thing was that there were already several giants in the neon car industry at that time. After he used the organization's funds to develop to a certain extent, those giants began to attack him.

Fortunately, at that time, he still hadn't forgotten his ability as a killer.

After several rival factories caught fire, the company exploded, and the stock price plummeted, he managed to survive in troubled waters, and finally developed into a big boss in the neon financial circle.

Having said that, he patted the table with resentment, "Look at you and Gin, if I were to run the hospital and the bar, I would have done it long ago."

"You've already brought down the enemy, haven't you?" Fu Jiang waved his hand to stop the old man from continuing to babble.

"You asked me to come, it shouldn't be the only thing, right?"

"Of course not." Pisco finally remembered that he still had to entrust Fu Jiang with business.

He rang the bell on the coffee table, and a maid with a dark face but a polite smile came in with cold coffee.

God knows how long she waited at the door.

"Did you change the maid?" Fu Jiang frowned slightly, and the tip of his nose twitched slightly.

"No." Pisco looked at him in surprise, "Why do you say that?"

"Yes, but I'm pretty sure." Fu Jiang glanced at the maid, "I'm pretty sure that the maid last time didn't smell like apples."

(End of this chapter)