I heard that I am a Yokohama tycoon

After the interrogation, Francis paid a large bail fee and left the Del Luna Hotel.The youthful skin was reborn, and in just six hours he felt as if Francis had been reborn.

"Boss!" A woman in a gothic loli skirt ran over in a panic, "Why did it take you so long to come out?" You agreed to go and go back, why didn't you come out until early in the morning.

"Don't be impatient, I've got important information, go back."

Francis looked like he was sure of winning.

However, in reality-

·

"Ah!"

In winter, the temperature dropped a bit. Unfortunately, Ito Junjiro got the flu and passed the illness to Neji.Ning Ci was not acclimatized to the environment and had poor resistance to the Yokohama native virus. He became ill that day, his nose was red, and he lost the image of a handsome guy with a unique temperament in another world.

The girls of Yokohama City Port High School brought gifts to visit the sick one after another, and the doorbell of Luhu kept on ringing from morning till night.In order to prevent the germs from being transmitted to Chuya, Neji lived next to Junjiro with someone to take care of him.

"jingle--"

"Hello, I, I, I am Fukishima Hanaho from Group B of the first year of Harbor High School, yes, yes, this is Neiji Hinata's classmate, I, I, I am here to visit Hyuga-san, may I ask if you are Hinata-san my sister?"

How welcome, Neji.

The endless stream of girls almost broke the threshold of Luhu.

"I'm actually Neji's mother."

"Eh?!!!"

Said it was my sister and everyone was indifferent, said it was my mother who could always hear similar voices.

third floor

Deidala, who was sick and sympathetic, lived in another room, but he couldn't take time off and ran to Neci's "ward" to interfere with the patient's recovery, "Ningci, I and Zhong will be your uncle from now on."

Then Didara ate countless blank eyes.

"Is Hinata-san there? I..."

Didara opened the door, and Fukishima Hanaho was startled.

"What, it's a woman again." Didara turned sideways, "Ningci is inside."

"Thank you, thank you."

Fukishima lowered his head and turned away from the big brother who had strange eyes.

"I'm Neji's uncle."

"Ah!" Fukishima Hanaho called immediately, "Thank you uncle."

Very well-behaved.

Ningci on the hospital bed coughed violently.

"No one will come again, please take care of Ningji, Axie!" After all, he also needs to rest.

He also closed the door very considerately.

In the beginning, at least two of the girls came together, and almost none of them dared to come alone. After all, Ning Ci was not a sunny type.

Ningji Hinata (16 years old) has become an ordinary first-year high school boy in Japan after completing the elementary and middle school courses in a short period of time + a large amount of school selection fee.With unique white eyes and retro long black hair, he has a strong temperament and quickly became the object of pursuit of girls from Harbor High School and nearby high schools.

Correspondingly, Didala is older and has ADHD, which makes it difficult to study quietly. He is still suffering in a cram school in elementary school. In his current state, he does not know how to study explosions.

There was only one man and one woman left in the room, and the girl didn't need to hide her affection for the school grass.

Neji: I am a Hinata without feelings.

Didara went downstairs whistling and wrapped in a quilt. Although it was comfortable not to fight, but the bones were itchy all the time, and peace was not a comfortable thing.

"Didara! You don't wear a mask?"

I grabbed his ears, "The first floor is a restaurant."

"There are no guests again."

Didara rubbed his red ears and said, "I've been here for so many days, only that bald head will come here."

Call me whatever you want, especially the big brother who cares about the hair follicles, but the bald head will be smashed flat.

·

I was very worried about Meijiu's succession and division of the family, so I sent someone to secretly protect her.

After the discharge party, it was quiet for a few days. Meijiu went in and out of the general meeting several times, protected by the immortal dragon, and no one dared to underestimate her.

The handover work was carried out in a smooth and orderly manner, and Junseki Ito did not take action against Miku for the time being.

She was waiting for the one-hit-kill opportunity, and if it was an accident, I wouldn't guess wrong.

Meijiu, who had resigned from the gold-collar position, put on a solemn purple kimono, and sat in the lobby of the general meeting, with more than [-] high-level officials sitting on both sides.

Junseki Ito looked at his cousin with a kind smile, "My old bones can finally rest. Miku, the burden of holding the meeting is not light. Come to me at any time if you have any questions, but don't bother me too much. Retire The old man is very capricious."

Junseki Ito, who has been dismissed as the chairman of the general holding committee, looks much more friendly than usual, and he doesn't always keep a straight face in front of his subordinates.

Regarding Junmihisa Ito's succession as the chairman, there are still many opposition voices from the general meeting.

"Why should such a young woman—"

"Speak carefully, Ms. Meijiu's husband is that undead dragon, he will help deal with things in the group."

"It's also because of this that the Zong family decided to let Miss Meijiu succeed."

There are also some low-level members who don't know the relationship between the Zongchi Temple and the Zongji Association are particularly upset.These people are the forces specially cultivated by Ito Junguan.

"Sir, Junseki Ito contacted the diehard faction in private to try to take action against Miss Miku."

I nodded, the situation is still under my control, and sending a special agent to protect Mijiu is not an act of power-seeking. After all, the change of the president of the general meeting is one of the major events in Yokohama. If the transition cannot be smooth, it may cause a lot of casualties .It's something that I, the head of the shadow police, should take care of.

"Sir, your interview with the chief secretary is over." The subordinate handed over a resume.

University of Tokyo undergraduate, master, and Ph.D., Stark Industrial resume, Wall Street resume, fbi consultant... really glittering.

"What about the background?"

"no problem."

"That's him. Anything else?"

"Sir, isn't your request to hire four special assistants and ten secret arts a bit too exaggerated?"

Exaggerated?I don't think so.

"Xiao Rang, if we can introduce the artificial intelligence of Stark Industries or I'm as smart as you, Stark, we won't need so many secret arts and special assistance. Don't be limited by the current scale. The secret service department must be on par with S.H.I.E.L.D.." In order to prevent my subordinates from thinking that I, the chief, boasted more than S.H.I.E.L.D., I endured it.

My throat feels a little uncomfortable.

"Xiao Rang, make a cup of tea to soothe your throat. You see, you don't need to serve tea and pour water with the secret technique."

Mori Owai and I were in a cold war, and he didn't call me during this time, but Gide sent flowers from time to time, straight male aesthetics, and once he sent carnations and white chrysanthemums.The clerk also put a mourning card in the white chrysanthemum...

When he succeeded, he met Fukuzawa Yukichi, and this mature and prudent man couldn't resist standing up from his chair.

I shook hands with him and said that the two organizations will cooperate sincerely in the future. After all, the Supernatural Secret Service Division was founded by Mr. Natsume Soseki.

Although most of the money is also out of me.

If you don’t have money, it’s like a detective agency, you can only nest upstairs in the coffee shop, which is not like the spy class. Since I took office, there is a headquarters in a single building, personnel benefits have increased, weapons have been updated, and the environment has improved too much , Even the security guards are hired by the elite of the elite, and the fat water does not flow to outsiders, and the security company is also the property of Jun Ito's family.

Give me another ten years, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division will definitely become the property of Jun Ito's family, rounded up to be equal to my property.

Miku inherits the Sochiji Temple and it can only be mine.

If Mori Ogai is unwilling to be the abbot, he can only recruit a CEO.

There seems to be no counterpart for the MBA of the abbot department in the direction of the temple, so let's cultivate it from now on.After all, Dad loves his job and is dedicated to his work. He probably won't resign for ten or twenty years.

The author has something to say: sick, motherwort is so bad to drink.