The man rescued from Kabukicho

One summer, Ijuin Kazuomi, who was still a student, happened to buy a hot spring hotel while on vacation in Karuizawa.After taking power, Yijiyuan spent a lot of money to demolish it, and rebuilt a high-end hot spring hotel, named [Shi Yan Qu].

Today, [Shi Yan Qu] is a masterpiece of the high-end health care service industry of the Yijiyuan Consortium.Backed by the professional medical and health services of the Yijiyuan Foundation, it has become the first choice for many politicians, wealthy businessmen, and literati when they go to Karuizawa for summer vacation, so that every summer, there will be situations where money is not enough to make an appointment.

So it is conceivable that the fifth anniversary banquet held for [Shi Yan Qu] on the top floor of the PSG Hotel tonight must be attended by extremely distinguished guests.

Using the banquet as a cover, Ijuin Kazuomi, who once served in the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, and former Minister of Health, Labor and Welfare Yoichi Moriyama—this pair is not only a combination of former bosses and subordinates, but also a combination of consortium power holders and political leaders. The secret meeting will not attract too much attention.

Even if it is photographed by reporters, it cannot be exploited.

This meeting was invited by Moriyama Kaname, and then arranged by Ijuin's assistant.

The assistant's proper arrangement made Moriyama envious. Holding the wine cup, he teased Yijuin: "I used to have such capable subordinates before. It's a pity that I couldn't keep them."

The 60-year-old politician is tall and majestic, and he is a rare tall figure among men of the same age who can support the tailoring of a suit.Her hair is already silvery white, but she looks energetic, and her eyes are not old at all.He looks kind and humorous, but he is actually a famous smiling tiger.Although she has a reputation for loving talents, she has a strong desire to control.

Back then when Ijiin was admitted to the Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare, most people in the outside world thought that his behavior meant that he gave up competing with his elder brother for power. The then Minister of Health, Labor and Welfare, Moriyama, was no exception.

Minister Moriyama soon placed high hopes on Yijuin, an excellent subordinate, and regarded him as the successor of the mantle.

In order to make Yijuin completely abandon the hopeless family competition and turn to political career wholeheartedly, Moriyama connives at his behavior and style, even to the point of causing gossip.

Later, when Yijiin resigned, Moriyama released him happily on the surface, but in fact he always cared deeply.

Yijiyuan is well aware of this.

After all, he had served under Moriyama for three years, and he had already figured out the taste of the former minister.

For example, if this sentence seems to be a joke, as long as his answer does not make Moriyama feel enough respect, it will anger the other party.However, if his answer is too respectful, making Moriyama think that he is drawing a line, it will also anger the other party.

Yijiin picked up the wine cup and touched it with the one held by Moriyama. He lowered his eyes and said casually: "You said that people in the world are always blinded. Sometimes the so-called pursuit of life is just obsession. I am just obsession Unforgettable people."

"Oh?" Hearing Yijiin quote what he had said, Moriyama took a sip of his wine happily and said intentionally, "The old man also said such a thing?"

Yijiyuan slightly curled his lips: "Then, maybe I remembered the speech I wrote for you because of my complacency?"

Knowing how rare it is to see such a close gesture from Ijuin, Moriyama couldn't help laughing.

Moriyama gradually restrained his expression, looked deeply at Yijiyuan, and said with emotion: "As expected, you are the most satisfying to this old man."

Yijuin didn't reply, but just signaled Takeya's assistant to ask for a drink for Moriyama.

Because of this sentence, no matter what he said, Moriyama would not be satisfied, so it is better not to say it.

Moriyama himself understood this, and he had to really regret the loss of talent in his heart, but he had enough wit, and went straight to the point: "The chairman of Yijiyuan is so smart, he must know why this old man came here."

Yijuin was also unambiguous, and quickly gave a reply, saying indifferently: "I guess, it is for the election of the governor of Tokyo. Do you have any candidates you are interested in?"

"I don't really care about it, it's just that the general is selected among the dwarfs." Moriyama couldn't hide his contempt for the new generation in the political arena, but he still had some protection for the candidates in the faction, "But, Makoto Kishio, what do you think? "

Yijiyuan quickly commented: "It's just scum."

Moriyama was taken aback for a moment, he had never expected that Yijiin's attitude would be so straightforward, which caught him off guard, and it was hard to hide his displeasure.

Moriyama accused implicitly: "Mr. Yijiyuan is very confident in speaking now."

"Why are you angry?" Yijiin was not nervous, and looked at Moriyama calmly, with a casual attitude, "To be honest, I was quite surprised that you didn't see a more suitable candidate."

Moriyama frowned: "A more suitable candidate? You mean, could it be Xiaotian..."

Yijiyuan actually interrupted him, and said in detail: "The resume is perfect, has sufficient political experience, is familiar with the election process, is upright without losing his skills, has the ability to touch people's hearts, and was a cabinet minister who dedicated himself to the people... I I think that such a great person is more suitable to be the governor of Tokyo, don't you?"

As Ijuin's ice-like voice counted out the praises one by one, Moriyama Yoichi, who was about to fly into a rage, was not only lost in thought, unable to hide his smile, but at the end, he even leaked a moment of ecstasy. Staring into Ijuin's eyes, he asked, "You really think so?"

"Of course," Ijuin held up the wine cup to respect him, and said indifferently, "I never lied to you."

This is a fact Moriyama cannot deny.When working in Kasumigaseki, Ijuin has been quite candid about the future plans of the Return Foundation.It was Moriyama, like everyone else, who presumptuously thought that he had already lost in the competition with his elder brother, and thought that what he said was just obsession, and he didn't take it seriously.

Thinking about it now, all of them, even though they valued Yijuin's talent so much, still underestimated him.

Moriyama smiled in relief, picked up the wine cup and drank it down, and said cryptically, "Although we have reached this point, the campaign cannot be rushed. I am afraid that I am not strong enough at this age."

Yijiyuan nodded slightly: "You are such a prestigious elder who announced his candidacy, there must be a lot of response. I have a private account of 6000 million in a certain lending company, and I transferred it through them, which can be regarded as pocket expenses for you to start the election. With the election As the activities unfold, the Yijiyuan Foundation will naturally provide support."

The satisfied look didn't last long. After all, Moriyama has been in the political arena for decades. After a while, he shook his head and smiled and said, "I really don't have the blood of young people. When encountering a good thing that loses money from the sky, it is inevitable to be suspicious."

"How come? Your election as the governor of Tokyo is a win-win for Ijuin." Ijuin explained indifferently, and added, "Makoto Kishio offended the Ijuin family. At that time, please don't blame me, I don't Not against you, teacher."

A teacher evokes Moriyama's memories of the past, and he can't help sighing.

What Yijuin asked for was not a big deal, and Makoto Kishio was just a newcomer.As for the win-win situation, if they can be elected, the fact is indeed the case.

Moriyama was satisfied with Ijuin's explanation and posture, so Moriyama let go of his doubts and started a secret conversation with Ijuin.

The subordinates of both parties also participated in the discussion of the details, fighting gracefully for profit.The conditions that Moriyama originally prepared were not for himself, but for Makoto Kishio. All had to be reconsidered, which took more time.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning before the cooperation framework was finalized.

Moriyama asked his subordinates to hammer his shoulders, and at the same time called for someone to bring celebration wine.

Moriyama smiled ambiguously at Yijiyuan: "It's that kind of very nourishing wine. Don't worry, the old man knows your preferences and has arranged everything."

Zhuwu's assistant suddenly felt bad, knowing the difficulty of the dean, wanted to stand up and decline on behalf of the dean, but before he could speak, he was stopped by the dean's eyes.

This glass of wine was arranged by Moriyama, and it represented the grudge against Yijuin who resigned that year. If Yijiin didn't drink it, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Moriyama's subordinates came with a gold plate. On the plate were two Persian-style sapphire wine glasses, which were filled with unknown wine.

According to Moriyama's habit, it is to add ingredients to high-end foreign wine.

Moriyama is a person with top-notch abilities and skills, but he has two major problems: first, he is greedy for money, and second, he is lustful.

Moriyama, who is already 60 years old, not only has many lovers, but also is keen to arrange experience for young subordinates. The newspapers say that the Moriyama family has secret recipes handed down from their ancestors, so they can still do it at such an old age, but they can’t fill up on women.

Yijiyuan picked up the wine glass from the golden plate, and said coldly: "You are as bad as ever."

Mori Shan laughed out loud, and said with deep eyes: "This set of wine glasses, the old man thought it suits you very well when he took the picture. Now that I look at it, it really is. Tomorrow, the old man will send someone to the house. Come."

Moriyama raised his glass and touched Ijuin without hesitation, and the body of the sapphire cup made a crisp sound.

Not much to say, Yijiyuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Zhuwu's assistant helped the dean out of the elevator, holding the room card that the big brother Mori Shan gave him in his hand, hesitantly stopped in the corridor, wondering if he should send the dean to the room.

After all, the dean is visually incapacitated, and sending the dean in to a strange woman feels like sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

Just as he was hesitating, the weight on his shoulders suddenly disappeared.

Zhuwu's assistant looked up and saw that the dean was standing soberly, and immediately admired him: he really deserves to be an elite bureaucrat.

Yijiyuan moved his neck left and right, noticed the room card in Zhuwu's hand, and said indifferently: "I'll leave it to you."

"Eh?" Zhuwu slapped the room card, glanced at the dean's waist, and declined, "Dean, I don't need it that much now."

Yijuin said indifferently: "If you don't want it, just throw it away."

threw?Zhuwu took out his mobile phone and prepared to arrange for the dean: "Which side are you going?"

Yijiyuan said impatiently, "I'm going home."

Come back home?

Zhuwu stuffed the key card into his suit pants and stepped forward to support him: "Then I won't be polite. I'll take you down first, and the driver is in the parking lot."

Ijuin came out of the bathroom with a chill all over his body.

Solving it two or three times sloppily did not completely dispel the power of sex-enhancing alcohol, but Yijuin didn't like to solve it by himself, not to mention he was very impatient now.

The glass of wine was probably added with new ingredients that Moriyama had found, and there was an extra headache symptom that had never appeared before.

At this moment, the throbbing pain coming from Yijiyuan's brain was exactly the same as the throbbing pain after ten days and a half months of insomnia, which made his mood return to gloomy and his soul became irritable again.

People are ridiculous creatures.

He just found Mochizuki Jirou, but he finally slept well for three nights. The headache that has been with him for most of his life and endured almost every moment has become so unbearable.

Yijiin walked into the living room with a sullen face, ready to carry Mochizuki Jirou upstairs.