Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 64: The Fall of Team Leader Jin Meiting (Please read and vote for me!)
In the elevator, Jin Meiting still couldn't believe what had just happened.

Take a deep breath in anger.

The huge thing on my chest swelled up and it was uncomfortable being restricted by the bra.

She was so depressed that she couldn't speak.

How did this man become the president of this hotel?

The last second, I was dreaming of standing at the pinnacle of the Korean entertainment industry.

The next second, the dream was shattered, leaving me as a joke.

But I won't give up just like that.

Jin Meiting came to a suite in the hotel on the 21st floor.

Knocked on the door.

A man in a towel opened the door.

Jin Meiting ignored the man's astonishment and walked into the room.

He picked up the bottle of red wine on the table and poured himself a glass.

Gumbling.

Drink it all in one breath.

Then, with a blush on her face and a rolling eye, she hooked her finger: "Do you miss me?"

The man in the bath towel nodded absentmindedly and opened his arms to hug her.

Eh.
Jin Meiting shook her head charmingly and made a sound to stop him.

Biting lower lip.

Lean your back against the table and put your hands on the table.

The huge thing on his chest rose even more majestically.

She lifted her right foot and threw her high heels aside, then raised her long legs in black silk suspenders diagonally toward the sky.

The black silk toes pressed against the chest of the man in the bath towel.

Keep him away.

This posture perfectly outlines the curves of her legs wrapped in black stockings.

Slender and rounded.

The black stockings on the toes were stretched open, making them appear thinner and more transparent, with the white toes faintly visible.

"Isn't it a pleasure to sleep with your boss's woman?" Jin Meiting chuckled, her charming eyes moist. "You are really bold and perverted, President Cui."

The man called Chairman Choi grabbed Kim Mi-jung's stocking-wrapped toes with both hands, pinched them gently, and rubbed them on his face.

Showing a satisfied look.

"He is just my employer, and we have a contractual relationship." Chairman Cui sniffed Kim Mi-jung's black silk toes, his eyes becoming more intoxicated.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance." Jin Meiting gracefully pulled back her long legs and put her jade feet back into her high heels.

He turned around and poured himself another glass of red wine.

Drink it all in one gulp.

"Help me charm a little girl with your magic. If you let me sign her, I'll promise you a reward." Jin Meiting walked gracefully to Chairman Cui, her eyes flickering as she whispered, "One night."

Just as Chairman Cui opened his arms to hug her, Kim Mi-jeong escaped easily.

He walked to the door and turned around: "Also, I will help you keep this reward a secret, the boss won't know."

"Do you have her birth date?" President Cui looked at his empty hands and sniffed the scent of the jade feet lingering in his palms.

"I'll send someone up later." Jin Meiting waved goodbye. "I'm counting on you, President Cui. Remember..."

"Don't worry, there are few people here who I can't charm." President Cui said confidently.

"That's good. Let me know when everything is ready." Jin Meiting turned and walked out of the room, snorting coldly with her red lips.

Stupid man, doesn't he know that he has the phone number of his chaebol wife? He will be in trouble when the time comes.

Fang Zuo and Oda Yui sat in the back seat of the taxi.

"Are you blaming me for not agreeing?" Fang Zuo patted Oda Yui's head.

"Damn." Oda Yui shook her head, very excited: "Didn't you see the way those people looked at me, as if I had snatched away the man they had a crush on, hahahaha, it was really fun."

"You really don't blame me at all?"

"Hey! Not at all, but I'm still a little disappointed."

Oda Yui sighed, holding her face with both hands and frowning: "I finally thought of what I want to do in the future, but it's a pity that it can't be done."

"But it doesn't matter." Oda Yui became happy again: "I can still paint and become a great painter."

Fang Zuo patted her little head.

"Then let's go have lunch."

"Hey! What should I eat? Let me think, I want ramen!"

"Ok."

"I want fried dumplings too!"

"it is good."

"I want some sushi too."

"Can you eat that much?"

"I can't finish it, Onii-chan, please help me." "Okay."

While eating ramen with Oda Yui, Fang Zuo opened his mobile phone to check messages.

The earlier one was by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

[Master, Nunu has gone to work. I had a very satisfying breakfast last night! (Shy expression)]

[Remember to tell Yui to draw. Love you! (lip print emoji)]

The last message that Sakura Kurumi left for him was just a while ago.

It seems that this little girl was busy all night and only went to rest just now.

This is more than just dedication.

It was her faith that supported her.

Voice messages
[I'm so tired. I just finished my work. I missed you so much. I want a hug! I want a kiss! I'll bite you to death, you bad guy! (baring teeth expression)]

[The information you asked me to look up about legal religions in recent years will be delivered to my desk in a while. Don't forget to take it.]

I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, Miss U.

【If you want to think about me, don’t think about that vixen! 】

【What~~】

The sound of a passionate kiss.

Religious information is out?
It's quite efficient.

Fang Zuo sent Oda Yui to the studio and took a taxi to the police station.

Enter the elevator of Tokyo TV Tower and prepare to go to the second underground floor.

A figure rushed in.

Bringing a fragrant breeze.

Minamikawa Keiko.

She wore a blue dress with hollowed-out details, delicate makeup, and her hair was tied up.

It seems that there is another large-scale event that needs her to host today.

"Here, this is for you." Minamikawa Keiko held a lunch box and bit her lower lip.

Her expression is as shy as that of a middle school student who is just beginning to fall in love.

Fang Zuo was stunned. He really didn't expect this.

"I've eaten." He didn't reach out to take it.

"Eat it first, otherwise you can throw it away." Minamikawa Jingzi pouted.

This was her first time learning to make bento, and she cut her hand.

A small hand grabbed Fang Zuo's arm and stuffed the lunch box into his hand.

Then he turned around, faced the elevator, pressed the 12th floor button, and turned his back to Fang Zuo.

I feel so aggrieved.

"That." Fang Zuo said.

"Hmph" Minamikawa Jingzi felt a little proud in her heart. It turned out that men all fell for this trick.

He turned around and waited for Fang Zuo to apologize.

"How did you know I was coming?" Fang Zuo asked.

"I won't tell you." Nanchuan Jingzi was extremely angry. Just as they reached the basement floor, she used both hands to push Fang Zuo out of the elevator.

Fang Zuo shrugged and opened the lunch box.

Various kinds of sushi are neatly arranged inside.

Dried seaweed is also used to decorate the area into various cute animals.

It seems that a lot of thought was put into it.

I took one, chewed it a few times, and finally swallowed it with great effort.

The rice was not cooked.

Half-cooked.

When I arrived at the police station, the lovely Tsubaki Sannomiya was still not sitting in her familiar seat.

I asked the police officer and he said he had taken a few days of sick leave and had not returned yet.

Fang Zuo came to Yingkong Hutao's office and saw a thick stack of documents on the desk.

Fang Zuo opened it and sat on a chair to examine it carefully.

Sure enough, there is something.

The number of legal religious registrations in Japan in recent decades has been astonishingly high.

In addition to some legal religions with orthodox gods in India, they have been registered.

Even some unrecognized evil religions in Europe, America and the Middle East have been successfully registered.

Not to mention several super large sects.

Don’t Japan’s native religions mind at all?
Just when Fang Zuo couldn't figure out the relationship, Shiraishi Nagimitsu called.

Oda Yui has a high fever and is in the hospital.

(End of this chapter)