In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

The family of three watched TV in a strange posture.

Naoyo Nagano sat on the sofa, Kanako Nagano sat on his lap, and Chiyuki Nagano rested her head on her mother's lap, and Naoyo Nagano rubbed her head like a cat, with satisfaction and happiness on her face.

Although it is a horror movie, I don’t know why this horror movie feels so heartwarming.

The room was unusually quiet.

Apart from the screams from the TV, there were only the sounds of each other's breathing and heartbeats.

However, no matter how mature Nagano Chiyuki was, she still had a childish personality. After lying down for a while, she felt uncomfortable and put her feet into the wooden barrel.

The tiny feet are only the size of a palm.

He stepped on this foot, then stepped on that foot, and had a lot of fun.

Nagano Kanako could only use her motherly authority to say, "Just soak your feet, don't make trouble, or you'll get the floor wet."

"Oh!"

Nagano Chiyuki agreed obediently and then fell silent.

But the moment he sat down, Nagano Nao's face suddenly felt hot, as if it was telepathy, and the faces of the three members of the family suddenly felt hot...

……

Is it really okay for a girl to act naughty at such a young age?

The atmosphere is inexplicably quiet!

Nagano Kanako quickly changed the subject and said, "Straight man, when do you think we should go visit our neighbors?"

"We're just neighbors, and we don't know each other. There's no need to do this!" Nagano Nao said speechlessly. He was not used to the complexity of the Japanese social environment.

Nagano Kanako was obviously not satisfied with such perfunctory response: "How can this be possible? Not visiting our neighbors would make our family look very rude."

"Isn't it because Ka-san wants to get to know everyone together with Onii-chan?"

"Qianxue, don't talk nonsense. How could such a thing happen?"

"Onii-chan is laughing at you, Kasan, for lying."

"..."

Chapter 118 The Lower Person Requests to See You

The mother and daughter started fighting over this.

Nagano Nao smiled without saying anything, just quietly watching the two of them smiling and making noises.

In fact, besides having a plump figure, Jianaizi sometimes looks very childish. It may be because she is locked up at home all day and has little contact with others, so she often can't hide her emotions at all.

Everything is written on her face. She cries and blushes easily, making it hard to imagine how she grew up.

Just asking her to sit down and soak her feet together would make her cry her eyes out.

It's so childish that it makes me speechless.

But it may also be because she is emotionally immature, so she looks very young, with fair skin and clear eyes. If her figure was not so good and you knew her actual age, you would really doubt that she is Qianxue's sister.

The two of them are so much alike.

Qianxue's facial features are at least 70% similar to Jianaizi's.

She has double eyelids, big eyes, slightly upturned eyelashes, and small lips. She usually eats sausages very slowly, and she often eats like a puffer fish because of her greed.

Even her body shape has been inherited from Jianaizi. She is less than 1.5 meters tall now. I don’t know if her life is good, but her figure looks a bit like Jianaizi’s.

If there is one biggest difference between the two, it is that Qianxue is very mature and more aggressive, and her fighting power is even more terrifying than women's fists.

Nagano Nao knew the reason very well.

The little girl has never been loved by her father since she was a child, and her sharp tongue is like a hedgehog protecting herself.

Watching the two of them fighting, Nagano Nao was able to feast his eyes and also felt a sense of happiness that could not be explained to outsiders.

Of course, he also knew that Nagano Chiyuki's feelings for him were strange.

Sometimes I think about nurturing something.

But if you think about it carefully, this mother and daughter are really pitiful. Nagano Kanako was sold by her biological parents, and Nagano Chiyuki was almost given away to be played with when she was only a teenager. I should try my best not to hurt them.

The little girl only says a lot of strange things out of her survival instinct.

When she grows up, let her decide her own life.

The sound of a mobile phone suddenly rang out, interrupting the happy atmosphere.

Nagano Naoio sat there without moving. Nagano Chiyuki took small steps over, took the phone and put it next to his ear.

It was Kitajima Masao who called and asked to visit.

Nagano Kanako hurriedly sent her daughter to the bedroom and said nervously, "Are there guests visiting our home? I'll prepare some refreshments right away."

"No need to prepare, they are just some ordinary people."

The duties of the director of the Japan Life Insurance Department are different from those of the director of a general company.

To be honest, with this position, he is already considered a real big shot in Japan.

Because for a long time, Japan's social structure has been based on the joint-stock company model, including government agencies, just like Americans have ridiculed Japan for being a joint-stock company because of the exchange rate issue.

And indeed it has always been so.

Whether it is the cabinet or the central ministries and agencies, the structure is similar to that of a joint-stock company, and even the levels are exactly the same as those of a joint-stock company. For example, the head of the local police headquarters in various prefectures is called the chief, who is either a superintendent or a chief inspector.

However, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is called the head office or the headquarters by the police stations in each district.

In a behemoth like Japan's Seibo, the president can work in a central ministry, and as a minister, his status is probably only two levels lower than that of the highest local official in a prefecture.

In the eyes of ordinary people, no one might dare to mess with the Inagawa Group, but for a cadre like Kitajima Masao, the fact that the Japanese Minister of Life Insurance prepared tea for him would probably scare him to his knees.

However, as a full-time housewife, Kanako Nagano simply couldn't understand the relationship here.

Now that the real mistress is not at home, she wants to try to get a little bit of the status of mistress, so she feels very embarrassed.

"But...would it be disrespectful to the Nakamura family if we didn't prepare refreshments?"

"It doesn't matter. How can ordinary people enjoy your tea ceremony, Jianaizi? This is exclusive to your master."

"Hate it! Straight guys are making fun of me again."

"..."

The car lights are like pillars.

The surroundings are illuminated like daylight.

Although the Inagawa Clan was driven out of Kansai by the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Sumiyoshi family, as the largest society in Kanto, it still has some residual power.

Bei Dao had obviously been well prepared before the call. After he was allowed to meet, more than 20 cars stopped outside the courtyard within a cup of tea.

As the doors of cars opened one after another, dozens of people of different ages, wearing black suits, got out one after another.

They straightened the wrinkles of their clothes outside the door, then divided into two lines according to their respective positions, and walked to the gate one after another and stood like soldiers.

Because there were too many people, and they were all real gangsters, when they stood in line, they exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

But in fact, with permission, Kitajima Masao just wanted to use his greatest respect and strength to gain the attention of Nagano Nao.

As a freelance Yakuza, he knew very well how terrifying a minister like Naoto Nagano was. Even if the other party cared about him, if he could not prove that he was capable of doing the job, he would not be qualified to engage in further negotiations.

But Nagano Kanako was timid and had experienced harassment from violent gangs before. When she saw so many people rushing out the door, her face turned pale with fright. She huddled down and knelt behind Nagano Nao, not even having the courage to say hello.

Soon, a familiar voice came from outside: "Sir Nagano, Kitajima Masao is here to visit!"

After the notification.

Kitajima carefully straightened his clothes again and walked to the main entrance of the villa with his confidant Okamoto.

Seeing Nagano drinking tea, he did not dare to enter, but just stood outside the door, bowing 90 degrees to the superior and saying, "Sir Nagano, Kitajima Masao is here to visit you!"

"come in."

Nagano Nao was sitting on the tatami, drinking tea, and speaking in a calm tone.

These days, he has been secretly learning Jingtian Heng's demeanor. Whether it was the meeting that broke his worldview that day, or the teachings of the person in power, he was slowly comprehending them.

And now, although I can't be so calm, I still know how to pretend to be cool.

"Hayi!"

Kitajima Masao lowered his head and responded, then stepped into the door.

But the way he walked was the same as when the ministers of the Qing Dynasty saw the descendants of the Eight Banners: he walked with a bent waist, head lowered, and his body restrained. He was like a dog, only looking at his toes with the corner of his eyes, and he didn't dare to look up the whole time.

When he was ten steps away from Nagano, he stopped immediately, then knelt on the ground, prostrated himself, and announced the door for the third time: "Sir Nagano, Kitajima Masao is here to visit!"

This is what happens when an inferior meets a superior.

Even though he knew that this was how it should be, looking at the people outside kneeling down to him with their support, Nagano Nao felt a fire burning in his abdomen, which then spread to his chest, and even his blood seemed to be ignited.

Is this what power feels like? ! ! !

"Kitajima, you're here." Nagano Nao took the tea handed to him by Kanako and took a sip, then spoke calmly, suppressing his excitement.

"Hayi! Kitajima is sorry for disturbing your rest at this time, please don't blame me!" Kitajima Masao replied again, then he straightened up, supported his thighs with his hands, and raised his head for the first time.

Kitajima sensed Kanako Nagano out of the corner of his eye, and at a glance he was struck by her plump and charming temperament.

But he didn't dare to have any thoughts, and immediately looked straight at Nagano Nao and said respectfully: "Today I want to see you, sir, mainly to discuss the wage consumer finance business you mentioned before. I wonder if it is convenient for you."

"Just tell me what you have to say."

Chapter 119 Money is of no use

"Please allow me to introduce you to the person in charge of the company's relevant business."

Nagano Nao didn't say anything, just nodded and turned his eyes towards the door.

Okamoto Kozhi was wearing a neat suit without any wrinkles, and his hair was shiny and greasy, obviously because he had used hair wax.

Just looking at his temperament, everyone would think that this guy is doing well. In fact, Okamoto Kozhi is indeed doing well. He works as a consumer finance executive in Inagawa-kai, and he has never lacked money and women.

But it depends on who you compare with.