My brother is not a good person

The two people sitting in the airport were completely unaware of Osamu Dazai's plan, they finished packing their plates and walked out of the airport.

The black car had been waiting outside the airport for a long time.

The driver immediately opened the car door for the two of them.

As soon as the car started, Nakahara noticed that Laisha, who was wearing headphones, closed her eyes in peace.

The guy actually fell asleep.

Still in the car of a man I've only known for half an hour.

Mr. Mafia cadre, who considers himself "extremely vicious", felt very at a loss, and had a long series of question marks in his heart.

Is it because he doesn't look fierce enough?

Or is the nine-hour flight too tiring?

In any case, there shouldn't be the concept of "it's okay to fall asleep in the car of someone you don't know" right? !

It's just that she has fallen asleep, and it is impossible to wake her up without trouble.

From the airport to downtown Yokohama, Miss Champion can sleep for at least two or three 10 minutes.

Stretching out his hand sideways, Nakahara also pressed the visor switch on Laisha's side.

Then he picked up the documents he hadn't read before picking up the plane.

It was a document printed with special ink, which was strictly encrypted and could not be copied.

It's about the gem business he's taken over from mackerel since he entered the port mafia.

Although for him, this business has changed from a charcoal in the snow to a flower of icing on the cake, but due to the current internal situation of the port mafia, it still needs to be in the hands of the so-called "predecessor leaders".

The scenery outside the window gradually transitions from the uninhabited highway to the urban area with dense buildings.

Mr. Cadre put away the documents and patted Raisha on the arm.

Before he could speak, the girl immediately muttered something in Russian as a response, while opening her eyes wide and trying to focus.

She was dizzy for a few seconds before she fully woke up.

Responding to the current situation, Laisha stretched out her index finger and poked her temple embarrassingly.

She was embarrassed and smiled shyly: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep. What's the matter, Mr. Chuya?"

Maybe it's because of some unsuitable sympathy for this girl who is obviously also a victim of Dazai, maybe it's because the icy red Cabernet Franc swaying in those eyes is a little out of place.

In short, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't say anything to blame, but glanced at the time.

"It's dinner time, would you like something to eat?"

Upon hearing this, Laisha shook her head quickly, "It's the off-season now, and the requirements for food are not very strict, so I can do it."

Since the guest didn't have any requests, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't plan to waste any more time.

He casually said to the driver: "Still going to that restaurant."

Originally, when he didn't have this unexpected task, he planned it like this, but now it's just an extra mouth.

The driver drove towards the French restaurant with ease, and disappeared into the traffic after they got off.

After they finish eating, the car will appear again.

The waiters here all recognize Zhongyuan Zhongye, a regular customer.

Therefore, even if they had some complaints about Raisha who came in sportswear, they did not show it.

The two followed the waiter into the private room.

Because Nakahara Chuya was not the only one eating this time, the waiter took the menu and handed it to him.

Mr. Cadre did not look at the menu, but looked at Raisha who was sitting opposite him.

"Is there anything you don't want to eat?"

The deep, elegant and fluent English called the black-haired girl's attention.

Stopping to look at the waiter, she immediately replied: "No, I'm not picky eaters."

It's easier to order dishes without being picky eaters.

Nakahara Chuya finished the menu three times, five times and two times, and handed it to the waiter standing aside.

After the waiter left the box, he continued to ask the questions he was planning to ask in the car.

"Where is your place? Or did the 'PR officer' arrange it for you?"

When it comes to "public relations officer", Mr. Cadre rarely shows a bit of youthful spirit, and the disgust in his tone can't be concealed at all.

Not very happy to see him, Laisha pursed her lips almost invisibly.

"Mr. PR said he would send me the address."

She put the phone on the table, unlocked it, and clicked into the dialog box with the "PR Officer".After scrolling through several items one after another, she found the corresponding information.

"Well, that's it, I remember correctly!"

I don't know where mackerel will arrange her...

Sighing secretly, Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his index finger, "Ask him now, if he returns the address, I will take you there after dinner, if not, I will prepare it for you."

Hearing this, Raisha finally confirmed that the "disgust" was not aimed at herself, but was caused by the "public relations officer".

But how can a person like Mr. Public Relations Officer be disgusted by people?

Miss Champion, who sent the message, recalled the process of getting along with the famous movie star, and really didn't believe the current situation.

But Mr. Nakaya is definitely not someone who dislikes others casually.

Maybe it's a specific way of getting along with friends?or……

Laisha watched Nakahara Nakaya pinching the knife and fork to cut the steak, and decided to put the question aside.

The blade was shining with a metallic luster, scratching across the surface of the brown steak.

The rich gravy oozes between the grains and trickles down the cut surface onto the plate.

Thanking her gratefully, Miss Champion picked up the small piece of steak that Mr. Cadre had cut and pushed, and put it into her mouth.

The sauce is moderately salty, the ripeness is just right for the taste, and the mouthfeel is flexible and full.

It is indeed the choice of Mr. Chuya.

The phone next to the plate suddenly turned on.

Putting down the silver fork, Raisha picked up the phone and unlocked it.

"Did that guy say anything?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also took a sip of the table wine, waiting for her answer.

However, Raisha shook her head, "It's my brother."

She buckled the phone on the table, pushed it away a little, and picked up the tableware again.

"He already knows that I'm not in St. Petersburg." At the same time, he also found her current mobile phone number.

That message has completed its mission and destroyed itself without leaving any trace, as if it never existed.

This method is all too familiar to Laisha.

After all, the communication between Fei Jia and her has always been like this in recent years.

Even when he told her to "make final preparations" a week ago, he didn't have any intention of meeting her.

"He told me to go back." Miss Champion stared at the plate of steak in front of her, "But I can't go back."

"When I go back, I will be arranged by him to retire!"

Raising her head and squinting her eyes, the girl smiled brightly, but still couldn't hide the bitterness at the corner of her mouth.

Obviously only 17 years old...

Figure skating has always been a young sport.

And in the women's singles, which is seriously affected by developmental barriers, this is clearly reflected.

But at the age of 17, he can already be regarded as a veteran, and he can even start to consider whether to retire or not.

This point, Laisha is not clear.

But in any case, there is no way to admit that I am "old".

Especially after she managed to get through the development level and successfully retrieved 4S (quadruple jump in the rear inner knot ring) and 3A (triple axel jump), and she is still trying to increase the difficulty, let her "sensibly" Choose to retreat bravely in the rapids - this is simply impossible.

Even if it was advice from the smartest and most reliable brother in the world, she would not accept it at all.

Without saying anything more about the fields that the Central Plains was obviously ignorant of, Miss Champion turned to the chat and briefly summarized her current situation.

The arm was broken during training.

The reason why the plaster was put on was only to let her recover from her injuries in peace, and to curb her bad habit of increasing the amount of training without permission, and it would be removed in two or three days.

As for the purpose of going to Yokohama, there are only two points after all.

One is to delay the retirement.

The second is to watch the exhibition match held in Hasezu five days later-hosted by Viktor Nikiforov, a short show match between Yuri Prisetti and Yuuri Katsuki to determine the winner.

Among the men's singles players, Laisha is most familiar with Viktor Nikiforov and Yuri Prisetti.

One is her idol since she was a child, and the other is Fa Xiao, whom she has known since she started practicing figure skating.

As for the agreement that "when Yuri is promoted to the senior group, Viktor will arrange a short program for him"...Unfortunately, she is the second witness besides coach Yakov.

Therefore, after confirming that Victor would arrange a short program for himself, Yuri shared the news with her immediately, and duplicity urged her to watch the exhibition game.

"If you go directly to Hasezu, it will cause trouble for Victor and Yuri."

Laisha picked up the juice, took a small sip with the straw in her mouth.

"Originally, one of them was groping to be a coach now, and the other was practicing the short program used in the game. They couldn't spare time to take care of me. Not to mention that I didn't know anyone except them in Hasezu, so I accepted it. Proposal from Mr. Public Relations Officer."

Thinking of the girl's depression just now, Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little puzzled: "Didn't you tell your family before you came?"

"If I did, it would be impossible for me to leave Russia."

Miss Champion waved the dessert spoon and explained helplessly.

"Don't talk about leaving the country, I'm afraid it will be very difficult even to leave St. Petersburg."

As Fei Jia's twin sister, she never doubted her brother's mind.

The so-called "more wisdom than monsters" is probably the case.

Inserting the dessert spoon on the cheesecake, Laisha spread out her right hand, "However, Fei Jia will find me so quickly, which is beyond my expectation."

She thought she could hide it for another day.

After finishing the dessert, Miss Champion remembered that she was obviously waiting for a reply from the public relations officer.

She quickly picked up her phone, and sure enough, she found a new unread message.

"Mr. PR said I could live here for the duration."

Immediately afterwards, the girl read out the address sent by the "public relations officer".

Hearing the familiar address, Mr. Cadre's eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

He raised his eyebrows and stretched out his right hand, "Let me see."

Taking the mobile phone from Laisha, Zhongyuan Zhong also confirmed the content with his own eyes with a face full of disgust.

That's right, it's the address.

He returned the phone to Raisha, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Chuya, what's wrong?"

Hearing the other party's concerned greeting, Zhong Yuanzhong also suppressed a faint breakdown under the calm mask.

"nothing."

He heard his own voice sound very calmly.

"It's just that this is my home."