Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 90 Shiraishi Nagimitsu's Counterattack

The meeting just ended.

A member of the same party walked towards Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Congressman Shiraishi, I think you should resign from your position as party representative and don't let us initiate an internal party vote," said a congressman from the same party.

"Is this your idea alone, or the idea of several people, or the idea of the party chairman?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu packed up the documents and tucked her long hair behind her ears with her small hands.

"Or was it Abe Nojaku's idea?" Shiraishi Nagiko scoffed. "If that's the case, why don't you quit the party and go to her?"

Abe Noja looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu in the distance with an expressionless face and said calmly, "Who did you ask to distribute the photos?"

Her husband, Kinnosuke Asai, whispered, "According to what you said, you found a small media company. It has absolutely nothing to do with us."

Abe no Suku nodded: "Where are the surveillance cameras in that restaurant?"

"The video recordings inside have been destroyed."

"Hmph." Abe Nojaku said coldly, "Shiraishi Nobutomo is too rude and wants us to clean up after him. I have a feeling that we may not be able to do anything to Shiraishi Nagimitsu this time."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu walked out the door.

Reporters gathered around.

"Councilor Shiraishi, is it time to explain these photos?"

"Excuse me, is what your brother said true?"

"Councilor Shiraishi, will you resign as a council representative?"

"Councilor Shiraishi, what does it feel like to be with your biological brother?"

Shiraishi Nagihiru, wearing a women's suit jacket and a white standard skirt, glanced at the surrounding reporters.

The delicate little face dimmed.

Facing several live cameras.

He gave a smile that seemed extremely forced to the onlookers and the audience watching the live broadcast: "As everyone knows, I am from the Baishi family."

"A large family that has been passed down for a hundred years."

"But what everyone doesn't know is what kind of existence I am in the Bai Shi family."

"And I've been through something in this family."

"As a modern urban woman, what have you gained since childhood?"

Shiraishi Nagimitsu narrated his experiences from childhood to adulthood in a very expressive way.

"When this family sent me away as a contracted child bride, I no longer had any connection with them."

"I can swear on my political career and my conscience that I have never had any dealings with this family."

"Not to mention this younger brother who I've only met a few times."

"You are welcome to produce any evidence to refute me."

"Perhaps you don't believe that such a contract exists in modern cities. I have copies of this contract and will distribute them to everyone later."

"As for these photos, I also have some photos on hand, you can compare them."

As he spoke, Shiraishi Nagimitsu signaled his assistant to bring over a large file bag.

Distribute the photos inside to these reporters.

"The day my brother came to me, I knew he might have been bribed by a politician."

"So, I asked my two female assistants to take videos and photos of our meeting in another corner of the restaurant."

"Also, when my good brother kept saying things to deliberately attract my attention, I turned on the recording on my phone."

"I also copied it onto a USB drive and distributed it to everyone."

"You may wonder why someone would bribe my own brother to frame me."

"Then everyone should note that my recent proposals and vetoes have all been decisions that benefit the people."

"Some politicians just can't stand what I'm doing. They kicked me out and can do whatever they want."

"They kicked me out so they can propose bills for vested interests."

"If they kick me out, they can blatantly take the people's tax money and squander it all."

"If they kick me out, they can allow the government's parasites to profit from the military filing again and again."

"I, Shiraishi Nagimitsu, will never admit defeat."

"I will continue to do what I should do as a legislator and fight for the livelihood rights that all the people who support me and vote for me deserve."

"No matter what schemes and tricks they come up with, they can't defeat Shiraishi Nagimitsu." "Because I have your support, your power will always be the most powerful."

Abe Nosuke sat in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce and silently closed the iPad that was broadcasting live.

You don't need to read the comments to know how much of a positive impact this incident has had on Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

"Have you found the bank account that Shiraishi Nagimitsu used to transfer money to the advertiser last time?"

"We've found out it's a black card belonging to Japan's Mitsui UFJ Financial Group," said Kinnosuke Asai. "Also, several reporters we arranged to follow up on him said that there seems to be lights on in Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa often late at night."

"They suspected there might be men inside, but they never filmed any men going in or coming out."

"And a few days ago, Shiraishi Nagimitsu also bought a lot of sexy lingerie, stockings and men's clothing."

"Tsk tsk." Abe Nojaku pulled a bottle of iced beer from the car's freezer, opened it, and took a long gulp. "It seems our Councillor Shiraishi has a mistress? A little man who never leaves the house?"

"That's not right." Abe Noque shook his head again. "How could the black card of Japan's Mitsui UFJ Financial Group be in her hands?"

"Could it be that man who gave it to me? That man is from Japan's Mitsui Group, or maybe he's from an underground intermediary."

"Ask the Kirigakure Ninja Clan of your family to send their most powerful ninja. I want to see who that man is."

"Hi!" Asai Kinnosuke nodded and wrote down, "What about Shiraishi Nobutomo?"

"Shut him up." Abe Nojaku lazily lay sideways, with his long legs resting on Asai Kinnosuke's thighs. "Don't let this useless thing talk nonsense about us again."

"Yes." Asai Kinnosuke put down the documents in his hand and started massaging.

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Fang Zuo strolled around Tokyo Women's University.

This school is indeed not very big.

Fang Zuo walked out of the school gate and was about to take a taxi towards Shinjuku.

Suddenly he saw a familiar figure.

A familiar and petite figure.

Junko Sannomiya.

He was carrying a large bag of things with all his strength, walking towards the corner breathlessly.

The frame on the face is still so cute.

The steps are still so lonely.

The only change is that the back, which is usually slightly hunched, is now straightened a little.