Port Mafia executives have something to say

"This Fengjing Yejun is very interested in your affairs. I think it would be good for you to listen here."

The leader sat on the sofa in a relaxed posture, propped his chin with one hand, and patted me on the position beside him with a smile on his face.

Now it became me and the leader, facing Feng Jingye and the three of us sitting opposite each other, Mr. Zhongye and the eldest sister were on the other side looking at this side while whispering, while Jing Ye was squatting on the armrest next to Jingye. Looking at the big human-shaped golden retriever.

"Although it's just a humble opinion, I think it's a very far-sighted move for you to adopt Mr. Shen Hai."

Seeing me cast my eyes on him, Feng Jingye folded his hands and spoke calmly.

But it can be seen that although he has a calmness that exceeds that of his peers and even many adults, he still has a little immature nervousness when facing the unfamiliar leader of the other world.

Assuming that the trading industry is based on interpersonal and capital, then the foundation of our mafia is fear and death.

If you don't even know if the spirit of a precocious high school student is tense, it's better to go to the "back street" as soon as possible to kill yourself.

If Dazai was here, he would probably be able to see Feng Jingye's sudden mention of my hidden meaning and even all the plans in his heart with just one glance.

Although I am not as sharp as him, I can more or less guess that he wants to use me as a breakthrough point to discuss certain things with the leader.

Since he is the third male in the family, Feng Jingye's qualifications are obviously not enough for the leader or even the cadres to come forward to negotiate.

Of course, if he is the default heir of the Feng family, this matter is another matter.

Although Mr. Nakaya is also paying attention to this side all the time, he obviously has no intention of coming to help with this trouble - of course.

As quasi-cadres, we are carnivorous animals that rely on the cadre faction on the grassland of the port mafia, but have begun to eye the territory.

For the enemy, it is natural to need full cooperation.

But for the prey within the territory, each has a different opinion.

The "prey" here can refer to family and friends representing the world, or to their respective assets and private property, or to a certain belief.

Using, ignoring, shredding, protecting, any choice follows their own wishes, and those who try to provoke this will can be classified as enemies... although the way of dealing with it varies from person to person.

For example, after Mr. Nakaya's antique red wine was shaken violently on purpose by Dazai, he just hanged his throat twice and said "don't make an example";

Another example is that last week, A made insulting remarks about the past of the elder sister in public, so I also publicly smashed his face and the three traitors he tried to protect in return.

……

"Is this a compliment to me, Feng Jun?"

"Of course. After all, Mr. Shenhai is a very outstanding person in my opinion." Feng Jingye smiled and expressed her kindness, and under the kindness she carefully concealed a warning, "Huan can have such a good relationship with you. close friend, I occasionally feel a little jealous and 'nervous'."

"You're so childish, Jing Ye. But it's no wonder that someone as outstanding as me—"

This is the ring that was still completely in the dark thinking we were just chatting normally and sending out smug memes.

"Speaking of childishness, who ran to Yokohama without saying a word and called it 'a surprise for us'. I don't know which king it is?"

Feng Jingye was obviously used to his style of being bright when given a little sunshine, he turned his head calmly and looked at Huan, who was half sitting on the armrest of the wide sofa, and within ten seconds, the latter was defeated. He huddled up pitifully on the wide armrest of the sofa.

"Besides, it is said that the local military police and public security are doing nothing. No one can imagine any accidents in the streets and alleys. After all, it is a leased area where even the government is not easy to intervene." He said pointedly.

"Right, Lord Deep Sea?"

Oh wow, what a mouth.

I started to stare at my old father: You see, if I were really asked to use my mafia identity to directly associate with Huan, this young master of the Feng family would definitely blow his hair if no one told me.

The leader coughed lightly from my stare, turned his head and pulled a shield, "Mr. Huan, how about going to the balcony with me to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Yokohama?"

"Okay."

……

Both the leader and Dazai like to make eighteen circles with a single sentence, but it's a pity that my martial arts school is not as eloquent as they are, and Mr. Chuya has always taught me that the policy is not to push if you can.

So I try to recall Dazai's expression,

"Feng Jun, if you talk like this, it will make me angry."

Feng Jingye's face changed slightly, but she still smiled and motioned for me to continue talking.

I motioned him to look at the apartment.

"In order to prevent him from directly contacting the leader's office, a friend just bought this place for me this morning."

"The assets I own can't be compared with those of the Xuwang family or the Feng family. This apartment, together with the handling fee, cost about one billion."

"Although money is a rather vulgar topic, does this somehow reflect [my family's] sincerity towards Huan?"

"..."

He was silent for a moment, and his tone softened slightly compared to the absolutely rational coldness before, "I'm sorry if I offended you, but I think this is a normal concern about a friend's social relationship."

"Well, understandable."

I put it in another way, if Mr. Nakaya suddenly made friends with a police or military police department...as long as it's not [Hound Dog], it's not a big deal, right?

"After all, the nature of my work is like this, and it's normal to be incomprehensible."

"Oh, is Jingjun disliking me, a useless middle-aged uncle, for his meager property?" The leader who was supposed to be chatting with Huan on the balcony was passing by with two cups, and added lightly, " This really makes me sad, Dad."

Leaving aside that wicked "father".

My eyes turned around on the two glasses of juice in the leader's hand - no, is this because you asked the leader of Mafia, the dignified port, to serve you drinks?It turns out that the big golden retriever, cough, is he the most hidden character in this apartment?

Does he know that these favors are actually owed to me?I feel that I have already seen the tragic end of the future for the leader to repay the kindness of the leader.

And the leader, isn't your performance a bit too dramatic?I once again saw Dazai's sense of sight from you.

what is this?Is the drama passed down in one continuous line?

"Father."

From pushing Mr. Nakaya to the top, until now I can calmly call out this title. Sure enough, people's face is getting thicker and thicker, "Let me be self-willed for a while, after all, you gave me this chance first. .Obviously Dazai can do this, you can't be too partial to that guy."

"------"

Mr. Nakaya, who was talking to the elder sister in a low voice, immediately turned his head and looked at me, without concealing his cold eyes full of warning.

Presumably, if it wasn't for the sake of giving me some face in front of my friends, he would have knelt down and apologized to the leader who was [accused] directly according to me.

"Indeed."

The leader smiled and shook his head, "Jing Jun has only been involved in my work for the past two years. Compared to other people, he is still a well-behaved child, Jing Ye-jun, please give him a little tolerance."

"...It's a matter of course."

If Feng Jingye is a little more open to me, but in front of the leader, he is completely the perfect mask image of a partner of his nephew and nephew.

Not only did the leader not bother me about this level of disrespect, he also helped me push Feng Jingye back. I made countless phone calls to my lovely and respectable old father in my heart.

But it may be that he cares about it, I can't see it, after all, our leader sometimes has a very small mind.

I immediately smiled flatteringly at Mr. Nakaya, who was paying attention to the situation here.

Mr. Chuya glanced at me indifferently, as if casually, and turned back to apologize to the elder sister who was reaching out to knock on his hat.

"Has Jing started work yet?"

Huan who came along with him asked with some doubts, and I saw a trace of confusion and uneasiness on his face.

...Old father, what did you talk about with my crystal-clear amethyst goblet just now? .

"After all, Mr. Jing is studying at home. When there are no club activities, he always has to find something to do. After all, the child has no interest in music and literature." The leader smoothed things over.

"I see, but I've never heard of Jing talking about work." Huan propped his chin, as if thinking.

The leader immediately patted my head as a reward.

What's the matter with this reaction?Also, does he think I'm the kind of chubby kid who thinks gangsters are cool so he talks nonsense?

And Huan, no matter what you're thinking, promise me to stop your terrible associative ability immediately, okay?

"In that case, how about asking Fukkai-kun, who doesn't like club activities very much, to try the life of the host department?"

Feng Jingye interrupted the ring in the brain hole in time, and when I looked over with a "WTF" face, I only saw him pushing his glasses with a white light behind him... Could it be the second time? Is your personality awakened, this guy?

"Speaking of which, there is no such type as Shen Haijun in the Ministry?" He said, "It can be a newcomer launched for a limited time. How about we go back and discuss it with everyone?"

no?that?What about my wishes?Seriously, you are the host department, right?What the hell am I going to do in that kind of place? !

"..."

"Okay, it's such a happy decision."

Huan came over and grabbed my wrist. Before I could make a sound, he grabbed me and bowed to the leader, "Thank you very much for your hospitality, Uncle. Then we will bid farewell. Jingta sent it back, please rest assured."

"Oh, then there is no need." The leader said.

I:? ? ?

……no? ?

Is this going to throw me away? ? !

Is it because I just talked back! ! ?

The leader looked at my expression and let out a chuckle, "What are you thinking, Jingjun, this time it's because the branch in Tokyo has something to do, and you can just go and deal with it this time."

"Also, I happen to have a letter here for an old friend. His son has lived in Ikebukuro for a long time. How about visiting for me?"

"..."

I silently accepted the letter.

Too much old father, Huanzai looked at me with sympathetic eyes.

Didn't this become the way it was at the beginning, and was considered by the other party to be a poor little girl who was not favored by her family and was just being used to work?

Although this is just a reason Dazai made up casually... Thinking about it this way, he really has clairvoyance!

……

The three of us went to Tokyo in a vehicle sent by the Feng family.

By the way, it is the highest-level bulletproof car. Feng Jingye, what do you think of this place as a dragon's pond and a tiger's den? Our Yokohama is obviously a (temporarily) very peaceful city, okay?

As soon as he got in the car, he collapsed on the soft leather seat, in stark contrast to Feng Jingye who was sitting elegantly next to him.

He ruthlessly ravaged his face with a towel, gulped down half a bottle of water, and then let out a long breath: "Phew—he finally came out, Jing's father is really nice It's scary, I feel like a warrior who saves the princess from the mouth of the dragon."

I froze immediately, ignoring his messy adjectives, I exchanged a glance with Feng Jingye, who was looking over, and asked nonchalantly, "Why?"

"I think it's okay. It's similar to socializing with other business partners. After all, profit is the ultimate goal of human beings. It should be because you are not used to this way of communicating with adults." Feng Jingye said calmly divert his attention.

"No, that's not the case."

However, Huan was still a little tangled, he lay on the seat and rolled around with a towel in his arms, "How should I put it, although Uncle is indeed a very kind person, talking to him is always a bit creepy Feel--"

"..."

There's nothing wrong with him, he's a gang leader after all.

"——Also, Jing's teacher and brother are also very beautiful people, but I always feel that I shouldn't get close to that kind of dangerous existence."

"..."

There's nothing wrong with it, after all, one or two lives are at least three digits.

"Well, speaking of it, it's not right to use the word 'dangerous' to describe the other party."

"..."

...What are you going to think about?

Xu Wanghuan turned his head in the posture lying on the seat, his smiling posture was like in a beautiful oil painting of the Middle Ages, walking between the dirt country lane and the gorgeous castle carpet, lying under a certain tree and listening A bard who sings larks and writes poems.

Full of freedom, looseness, and tolerance.

"After all, they are all from Jing's family. It's normal for their temperaments to be similar."

I froze, not knowing what to say.

This is an amazing intuition...

Although the world line is different... But Huan your mother, could it be that she has Sicilian blood?

The author has something to say:

This wave of temptations is not just about Jing Ye vs. Beijing, but also... see for yourself (///▽///)

I hope to write the feeling of everyone working hard to act and testing each other. By the way, the happiest is Huan. He happily drinks the juice poured by the leader of Mafia at the port, chats up the five cadres sweetly, and packs it before leaving. A quasi-cadre went home.

It's not that Kyo doesn't understand things like Xu and Snake. If he doesn't understand Hongye, he will force him to teach him (see the 15-year-old animation or the end of the novel, the dialogue between Chuya and Hongye). He just doesn't care much about the ways of the world.

——What is there to put on a show in your own home?

By the way, I also have the same idea from the beginning to the end, is it worthy of being an idol and a fan?

No matter how good the relationship is, each of them has different positions, and they will never be soft when they should do it.

Otherwise, it is an insult to the determination of the other party when he swore the oath.

感谢在2020-04-2405:26:14~2020-04-2509:12:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Dawn Sky 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Fantasy × Tongtong 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of maple sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!