Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 31: Minamikawa Keiko, the biggest career crisis

Chapter 31: Minamikawa Keiko, the biggest career crisis
Keiko Minamikawa is experiencing the biggest crisis in her career.

In the studio, she sat upright and reported.

She was given twenty minutes.

It is also the most golden time.

The staff on site and the audience in front of the TV all enjoyed her show.

She read the manuscript neatly word by word.

The voice is ups and downs, very professional.

Just like her beauty is impeccable.

She in the camera.

Professional, dignified, beautiful, and inviolable temperament.

But today, there is a slight vibrato in the crisp sound.

Maybe the air-conditioned room is too cold and my throat feels a little uncomfortable.

This is normal.

Everyone thought so considerately.

But those with sharp eyes noticed why the air conditioner was so cold.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.

Only Keiko Minamikawa herself knew that she had reached the limit of her patience.

Then she ran away in high heels, twisting her waist.

The staff was left surprised.

What is she going to do?

Keiko Minamikawa quickly fled back to the office in her high heels.

"boom."

Close the door hard.

"Click."

Lock the door and take off your high heels.

She sat in her office chair.
The man's face appeared before my eyes again.

Smiling towards myself.

It was like setting off a bomb.

The physical emotions could no longer be suppressed.

The pink toes in the black stockings were bent hard and gripped the ground tightly.

Her mind was blank, her red lips were slightly open, and she didn't want to move at all.

Under air conditioning.

Fang Zuo came to the second floor of the Tokyo Tower underground parking lot.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Station, Fang Zuo thought he had come to the wrong place.

Several pickup trucks were unloading truckloads of rose bouquets.

A lot of them have been unloaded at the police station entrance.

There were so many of them that they blocked the entrance tightly.

A team of staff was moving bunches of flowers to the third underground floor.

Fang Zuo came to the third underground floor and passed by several offices and found that one person was missing.

Where is Sannomiya Tsubaki?
She can usually be seen coming out to greet me.

I didn't even see the little guy along the way.

Her desk was also empty.

When I arrived at my desk, all the staff were whispering to each other.

The employees carrying bouquets of roses were heading towards Yingkong Kurumi's office one by one.

Fang Zuo was left scratching his head in boredom. Where did that little guy go?
He walked over to Maori Takeda and patted his shoulder.

"Hi! Mr. Fujino!" Mori Takeda quickly stood up and gave a standard police salute.

look steadily forward.

I'm afraid even the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department wouldn't receive such treatment.

Ever since Fang Zuo taught Kumano Beiwei and his fellow disciples a lesson.

Especially that senior brother whose demonic power is almost perfect.

The police officers in this office looked at Fang Zuo as if they were seeing the most terrifying Shikigami.

"Where is Miss Sannomiya Tsubaki? Why didn't she come to work today?" Fang Zuo asked.

"Hi!" Maori Takeda said, "I heard her mother was sick, so she asked for leave to take care of her."

Mom is sick?

Fang Zuo touched his chin.

Through the office glass, Sakura Kurumi was sitting at her desk, staring expressionlessly at the flower delivery employees coming in and out.

There was a burning rage in her beautiful eyes.

Fang Zuo came to the office and saw that the empty space in the office was already filled with roses.

Employees are still piling up.

When she saw Fang Zuo coming in, Yingkong Kurumi's expression instantly became extremely shy.

She picked up the phone and said coquettishly into the microphone: "Arigato, thank you very much for the flowers. I promised you."

Then an intimate "Mmmmm."

Kissing non-stop.

Her little mouth kept kissing the microphone.

Seeing Fang Zuo coming in, he glanced at Fang Zuo.

Turn your back and continue the conversation.

She giggled from time to time.

Today, Sakura Sora Kurumi is wearing tight black leather pants.

The hip bag fits perfectly, even the tip of the buttocks is clearly curved.

The black stiletto high heels make the long legs look extremely slender.

She was not wearing socks, and her straight, snow-white instep was dazzlingly white against the black high heels.

She wore a black waist-baring vest.

There is a leather corset under the chest.

A leather gun bag was strapped diagonally to the side.

The breasts were originally of the right size and had a perfect upturned peach-shaped curve.

The tight leather bra squeezes out huge white grooves.

Yingkong Kurumi finished the call.

I saw Fang Zuo standing at the door.

Humph.

She curled her lips.

He snorted coldly.

Then he ignored Fang Zuo with an expressionless face.

Go around, turn left and go out.

"Hello." Fang Zuo shouted.

"Baga, flowers are given by suitors." Yingkong Kurumi said coldly: "What's wrong? I don't have anyone chasing me? Let me tell you, the people chasing me line up from Tokyo to Osaka."

"you"

"What do you mean by 'I'? I'm going on a date with someone now and won't be back tonight." Yingkong Kurumi raised her pretty eyebrows and interrupted, "Do you want to interfere in this too? What gives you the right to interfere? Who are you to me?"

"I"

"What do you mean? Go with your wife Shiraishi." Yingkong Kurumi said in a disdainful voice, "It's just big breasts, everyone has them, bastard."

After saying that, she puffed out her chest and turned to leave.

"Bridge bean sacks." Fang Zuo said.

Yingkong Kurumi turned around proudly, still expressionless: "Eh~? What do you want to say? You must say that you will not live in the Shiraishi family in the future, otherwise, forget it!"

Fang Zuo sighed: "I just want to say, next time you pretend to make a phone call, turn off your phone's camera."

Yingkong Kurumi's face froze, and she lowered her head to pick up her phone and take a look.

The delicate little face turned red in an instant.

Red dripping blood.

Not only did the phone's camera turn on, but it also turned on the flash.

Tokyo airport.

A small private plane landed

An old man dressed in samurai clothes and wearing wooden clogs slowly walked down from the plane.

Two rows of people in black bowed 90 degrees to welcome the old man.

"Soga! Edo, I haven't been here for a long time. You've changed a lot."

The old man raised his wrinkled face and looked around.

"I wonder if these old creatures hiding in the water welcome my arrival."