Conan: I'm not really a winery boss

Chapter 375 Loss of wealth?

Fu Jiang Hehuan came to the top floor of the Dahei Building, the [-]th floor, in high spirits.

The aftermath of the concert is still here, even though it's been three days.

The already popular bar is now even more crowded. It is still daytime, but the seats are already full.

There was a long queue to get in, and everyone wanted to see the female singer in that video for themselves.

Just looking at the video, that appearance shocked them.

In this era when the Internet is not common enough, for the first time in an Internet that has not been injected with too much capital, a beautiful person like Xiang Weiyang who has gone through a lot of promotion, maxed out the major websites, and shocked the eyeballs is born.

Freshness, mystery, and a sense of milestone witness.

Fu Jiang glanced at the major shopping malls and companies outside the window.

According to Kusuda Rikumichi, after the "accidental leak" of the video of the concert, many new employees from nearby companies jumped to new jobs.

The reason is to come to this bar often.

"Kimura, this way." Fu Jiang took Kimura Bunta to the backstage of the bar through the staff passage.

"Ha, Fu Jiang, you are the man behind the scenes here." Wentai hooked Fu Jiang's shoulder familiarly, and poked his arm with his finger, "You are really a stranger, with such a beautiful employee, everyone Didn't you introduce it to your friends?"

"She's not an employee, but a colleague." Fu Jiang gave Wen Tai a cold look.

"That's right, a colleague from the bar, huh? The man in the black top hat!?" Mrs. Wen's voice weakened.

His illusions were shattered, and the arrogant little sister who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside died.

Instead, there was a woman in black with a top hat who killed people without blinking an eye.

Fu Jiang sneered and didn't say much.

After such a long time no see, Mrs. Wen is still so timid and afraid of death.

However, Wen Tai is still his rare kind in the world, not referring to ability, but referring to the eternal heart.

Just like him who is self-interested, Wen Tai's pursuit of money, beauty, and fame will never change in his heart.

Not a hypocrite, but a true villain who never hides his desires, and pretends to be sanctimonious.

Wen Tai came over this time because the bar needed Yamaguchi-gumi to contact us about business.

It's time to open a branch here, Kabukicho is a good choice, and it needs security here too.

The thugs of the Yamaguchi-gumi are the most suitable, but they are imposing and skilled, and they can beat pain but not damage.

Of course, you don't have to worry about breaking it, and send it directly to the Black Crow General Hospital for treatment that is a bit expensive, but absolutely cost-effective.

"You talk to him about specific things." Fu Jiang pointed to Kusuda Ludao who was staring at the computer screen with his chin.

Hearing the voice, Kusuda Ludao quickly raised his hand, trembled all over, tapped the keyboard hard, and then got up to say hello.

"Hello Hello hello."

"Hey, you're fine, you're fine too."

Kusuda Rikudao and Kimura Bunta nodded and chatted with each other.

In Kusuda Ludao's eyes, Kimura Bunta is a leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, he is a big shot, and his father is a well-known Yamaguchi-gumi cadre on the road.

This kind of person, a little bastard like him, is not qualified to talk on an equal footing for the rest of his life.

In the eyes of Bunta Kimura, this is the subordinate of the legendary man in black with a top hat. Although he is a subordinate, he will transform into a man in black with a top hat someday.

And because of the popularity of the bar and the spread of online videos, Kusuda Rikudo, who is familiar to bar regulars, has also become a small celebrity who appears on the Internet along with the name of the bar.

This mustache is by no means an ordinary person who can run such a popular bar.

If he doesn't flatter now, when he becomes a man in a top hat and black clothes, he, a mere boss, will never have a chance to flatter him in his life.

"Huh? Are you also addicted to wine and sex?"

"Ah? Could it be you too"

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm right, when it comes to it"

Looking at the two people who smell like each other, Fu Jiang's stiff mouth twitched slightly, and he went to the bar to pretend to be a new bartender to practice bartending.

Two hours later, his talent without any suppression allowed him to easily raise his skills to lv11.

When skills reach a level that theoretically allows them to gain a foothold in society, the rate of improvement slows down.

However, it is still much faster than the suppressed cooking skills before.

Back in the office, Kimura Bunta and Kusuda Rikudao had finished their heated conversation, but the gleam of sympathy and regret in their eyes still did not fade away.

"Brother Lu Dao, you are busy, so I'll go first." Kimura Fumta waved his hand.

"Brother Wentai, come sit again when you have time." Nantian Ludao raised his arms and swayed.

When Nantian Ludao calmed down and his face returned to calm, Fu Jiang said: "You did a good job, exceeding my expectations."

"Where is it? Boss, it's your idea." Kusuda Ludao fiddled with his hair with some embarrassment.

Originally, he only thought about how to stir up the heat in the bar, so that the big brothers and sisters who sang would not feel embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the boss of Grappa would propose to ask Toto to find a good angle, shoot the video and then accidentally leak it, and buy a navy to repost it for publicity.

In this way, it has a strong advertising effect and the popularity of the bar has risen sharply.

However, there is a price to pay. Brother Gin who has no business acumen scolded him, but compared to the boss's praise, it is not worth mentioning.

Fu Jiang flipped his wrist, conjured up a room card and handed it to Kusuda Ludao.

"You can choose a room below the fifth floor to live in. There is a training room on the third basement floor, where you can practice marksmanship."

Kusuda Ludao's eyes lit up with hope and dreams, and he thanked him repeatedly after receiving the key card.

He knew that he had finally been recognized, and now the Grappa boss was interested in nurturing him.

As long as he performs well, becoming a core member is just around the corner.

In the process of handing out the door card, Fu Jiang moved to the front of the computer desk without any abruptness, and suddenly, his pale palm grasped the mouse.

Da, with the clicking sound, the software that was previously minimized by Kusuda Rikudo popped up.

PS software, Weiyang's photo, and a picture of a woman in a swimsuit magazine, with one hand on her hip, looking sideways with her head.

The woman's skin color has been P'ed to be the same as Wei Young's, but with Kusuda Rikudo's technique, it's still a bit difficult to connect the head seamlessly.

The corners of Fu Jiang's mouth drooped slightly, his eyes narrowed, and his back felt cold.

"Boss, Mrs. Wen made this!" Nantian Ludao's voice was shrill, "I stopped him!"

Fu Jiang moved his five fingers, subconsciously wanting to take back the key card of Wei Young's apartment.

But what he gave out, he generally would not take back.

After staring at the tense and awkward Kusuda Ludao for a few seconds, Fu Jiang turned and left the bar in silence.

Originally, he felt that it was a wise decision to show people in the form of Wei Young, so as to reduce the connection between Fu Jiang's identity and the organization as much as possible.

But now he doesn't feel that way.

……

At 18 o'clock in the evening, the opening time of the canteen was organized, but it was an hour earlier than Fu Jiang's eating time.

In order to have a hot free luxury meal, Fu Jiang slightly changed his eating time today.

The evening news was playing on the screens in the cafeteria.

"At 14:33 this afternoon, the police received a notice that there was a crashed and burning Toyota pickup truck on No. 13 Road. According to the police investigation, the deceased Kusuda Rikudo was the general manager of the 'Cocktail' bar that has recently become famous."

Fu Jiang, who was concentrating on decomposing the roast chicken, raised his head slightly, wiped the grease off his hands with a handkerchief, and turned his eyes to the screen.

"According to the investigation of traces at the scene, the police deduced that the deceased was purchasing alcohol. After multiple collisions, the fuel tank leaked and the circuit shorted out, which caused a fire and ignited the alcohol in the trunk.

"This accident is really embarrassing. The popularity of the bar has led to a shortage of drinks, which has also led to accidents. It is the so-called blessing and misfortune."

Fu Jiang stopped paying attention to the content of the news and concentrated on eating dinner tonight.

Roasted chicken, fatty duck liver, and salt-roasted pork belly are delicious.

It's just that it doesn't fill your stomach very much, but it feels like you haven't eaten after eating.

Only a few seconds passed, and even the taste was unclear.

Ordinary food is nothing more than that in the final analysis, because it is very ordinary, and it cannot leave a lingering fragrance in the mouth.

After eating, all I can think of is that it's over.

The danger warning keeps sending warnings, reminding Fu Jiang what he has forgotten.

forgot?He has not forgotten, his memory is very good, and he clearly knows where the danger comes from.

He had a valuable apartment with the same illegal stuff as his villa, and he didn't want to lose something just because he lost it.

After Fu Jiang washed the dishes and washed his hands again, he put on the executor gloves.

When passing by a convenience store, he bought a few newspapers while buying drinks.

Not newspapers from Nikkei and some other big newspapers.

But some tabloids that are about to be abandoned by the times.

For the case that afternoon, within a few hours, the manuscript was drafted and they were scrambling to publish it.

The above descriptions are different, but they all describe in detail what happened when the incident happened, and took pictures of the scene.

This is first-hand news, absolutely.

Commercial competition, this is the real answer to this accident of "fortune and misfortune depend on each other", as Fu Jiang expected.

This is a common thing, but it is rare to cause trouble to the death, but there are still some.

The party involved in the hit-and-run was a small delivery truck with the license plate number Kubado 445, M-133.

It's easy to check, and the organization's intelligence network will soon find out what ghosts and monsters are behind the license plate.

As for the newspaper offices that publish newspapers that include on-site shooting, Tomie casually remembered, Yonezhihua Xinbao, Huami Xianbao and the like.

Fu Jiang didn't want to do too much, but unfortunately, he has already determined where the source of the dangerous premonition came from.

According to the photos taken by these newspapers, a burnt hand stretched out from inside the car, holding an access card tightly.

But in the news he saw, there was no such key card in the captured footage, and the burnt hand was empty.

This is an important clue. When the deceased was caught in the flames, the first thing the deceased thought about was the door card that could not be burned. Who did it belong to?Is this some kind of special message?

Fu Jiang can tell the originator of this conjecture the answer: Yes, that is exactly the case.

It was some kind of message, but it was better not to know it in this life.

(End of this chapter)