At past eight in the evening, Yatada Haojie had arrived early at the bar reserved by Miyashita Naoyuki, but he didn't enter the private room and instead waited at the entrance with a gift in hand.

The gift bag was the same one he had taken to Aoyama Xiu Xin's house during the day, but now it contained some small artifacts like gold and jade items in addition to the cash.

This was clearly a lesson learned from the daytime experience.

Although he guessed that Miyashita Naoyuki's initiative to meet him was likely because he needed his help, and that he could make requests for help even without a gift, the more gifts one brings, the better received one is, especially since it was a rare chance to meet such a big shot, and he naturally had to cling tightly to his coattails.

He had been waiting until after nine o'clock, his feet sore, when he finally saw Miyashita Naoyuki swaggering over, dressed in a black shirt and carelessly smoking a cigarette.

"Mr. Miyashita, you've arrived," Yatada Haojie, having seen Miyashita Naoyuki's photo beforehand, recognized him immediately and hurriedly stepped forward to bow in greeting.

But Miyashita Naoyuki didn't recognize him, and shook the ash off his cigarette uncertainly, "You are…"

It was indeed rude to initiate a meeting yet not recognize the person, but this was quite normal for the naturally arrogant Miyashita Naoyuki.

He simply needed Yatada Haojie, so he used him, not bothering to really know or understand the man.

Of course, this was not to say he lacked manners.

On the contrary, when facing those of equal or higher status, he would act incredibly humble and polite, even charming.

It's just that, in his eyes, someone of Yatada Haojie's status didn't need or deserve his politeness.

"I am Yatada Haojie." Faced with Miyashita Naoyuki's disrespect, Yatada Haojie not only refrained from showing displeasure but also behaved even more respectfully and politely.

"Oh~ so it's Mr. Yatada," Miyashita Naoyuki, realizing who he was, took a drag from his cigarette and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

"Sure!" Yatada Haojie helped him push open the door.

Miyashita Naoyuki swaggered in.

Yatada Haojie followed close behind, and once Miyashita Naoyuki had taken a seat, he placed the gift bag down, leaned forward subserviently, and said, "Mr. Miyashita, please take a look and see what you'd like to drink; I'll pick up the tab tonight."

"Heh, I invited you here, it wouldn't be right to have you pay," Miyashita Naoyuki exhaled smoke.

While he looked down on those of lower status like Yatada Haojie, he enjoyed dealing with them because these people always tried to please him in their interactions, allowing him to do as he pleased without having to carefully consider his words and actions as he would have to with peers or those above him.

This was why his social circle was quite chaotic.

Yatada Haojie quickly made his stance clear, "Mr. Miyashita granting me a meeting is a great honor in itself, it's only reasonable for me to pay."

"Hard to refuse such generosity, I won't let down President Yatada's kindness," Miyashita Naoyuki removed the cigarette from his mouth, glanced at the gift bags, "What's this?"

"Oh, just a small token of our meeting, please do accept it!" Yatada Haojie quickly brought all the gift bags forward to Miyashita Naoyuki and bowed deeply, showing great sincerity.

Miyashita Naoyuki leaned forward to look, his smile immediately becoming brighter, he took a puff from his cigarette and shook his head, "Mr. Yatada, you are really too courteous! I called you here to ask for your help, and yet you brought me a big gift instead, how can I still ask for your help? It truly puts me in a difficult position."

Despite it being their first meeting, in this short interaction, he had grown increasingly fond of Yatada Haojie.

He didn't realize that the man had been well 'trained' by Aoyama Xiu Xin and was now enjoying the fruits of Aoyama Xiu Xin's labor.

It's like being in a relationship—when you have a girlfriend or boyfriend who is very capable and always makes you feel comfortable, making you increasingly fond of them, that means their ex did an excellent job in training them, and you're reaping the efforts of someone else, so don't worry about them being too skillful which might break your heart.

"To be able to assist Mr. Miyashita is a great honor for me, so I felt it more proper to express my gratitude!" Yatada Haojie was distressingly adept.

Miyashita Naoyuki was delighted, laughed heartily, and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, saying "good" three times, "Mr. Yatada, I'm set on making you my friend."

He enjoyed befriending such insignificant figures because, in addition to receiving emotional satisfaction, he also gained tangible benefits, and since these people were limited by their status, their requests of him were generally minor, easily resolved without much effort.

If it's a troublesome matter that they need his help for, then they shouldn't try to be his friend. Friendship is meant to be enjoyable; he doesn't need friends that bring him trouble.

Purely an opportunistic wolf.

"Thank you, Mr. Miyashita, for thinking highly of me. To be able to be your friend is a lifetime honor for me," Yatada Haojie beamed with joy and added, "Please choose your drink."

"Mr. Yatada, just give my name to the server and have them follow the usual routine; we won't sober up tonight," Miyashita Naoyuki declared loudly.

"Sure!" Yatada Haojie responded, then turned to instruct the server. After a moment, he returned and sat down next to Miyashita Naoyuki, "I do not know in what matter Mr. Miyashita might need me, but as long as it is within my capabilities, I will spare no effort."

"If I approached you, then it's certainly within your abilities," Miyashita Naoyuki didn't leave him any room to refuse, leaned back and bluntly said, "I know your business, and I have a batch of goods that could be marketed at a value to you."

He had a complex network, and through circuitous connections had learned of Yatada Haojie, directly obtaining his contact information without the need for intermediaries.

"This…" Yatada Haojie startled upon hearing this, then felt a surge of elation inside,

but he didn't show it outwardly, instead, he hesitated as if troubled.

Miyashita Naoyuki, displaying an impatient expression, his brow furrowing as he darkened, "What? Is there a problem?"

His eyes flashed with malice.

"You've told me that asking for my help means you respect me."

"Now that I really need your help, you're hemming and hawing."

"Ah, I'm not going to lie to Mr. Miyashita, if it was a while ago, there would be no problem, but currently, I'm indeed having some difficulties," Yatada Haojie sighed, looking distressed, "Did you see the newspaper this morning?"

"No, just spill it. Don't beat around the bush; if you can't give me a convincing reason, don't blame me for being rude," Miyashita Naoyuki scoffed.

Looking at the overbearing Miyashita Naoyuki, Yatada Haojie cursed internally, but dared not beat around the bush any longer and said with a look of helplessness, "My guys got caught during a transaction last night; the police are focusing on cracking down on me. I'm already planning to switch lines of work. I'm afraid I can't handle this batch of goods."

"If you're asking for my help, just say it. Why are you playing games with me?" Miyashita Naoyuki stared at him for a while and then mocked with a sneer.

Yatada Haojie hurriedly put on a flattering smile, losing his distressed look, "Ah, Mr. Miyashita, you truly have a discerning eye. You saw right through me. I should not have embarrassed myself. Please, show mercy and save me. I'll take your goods at 1.5 times the market rate."

At that moment, someone knocked on the private room door; the club manager came in with a group of servers bringing drinks.

"Young Master Miyashita, good evening..." Just as the club manager was about to exchange pleasantries, Miyashita Naoyuki waved him off, "Just put the drinks down and leave."

"Sure!" The manager smoothly directed the servers to place the drinks, wished them to have fun, and led his team out, closing the door quietly.

Yatada Haojie personally opened the bottle of wine, poured a glass, and handed it to Miyashita Naoyuki, "Mr. Miyashita, a toast to you."

"I just can't stand to see a friend in trouble," Miyashita Naoyuki said, catching the glass and downing it in one gulp, acting with an exaggerated shake of his head, "Which department handled your case?"

"The police headquarters Criminal Department," Yatada Haojie replied promptly, pouring another glass.

Miyashita Naoyuki frowned slightly, then lightly said, "Easy fix. I'll give Aoyama Xiu Xin a call; you keep doing your business."

"Wow! Thank you, Mr. Miyashita. Then I'll trouble you," Yatada Haojie was overjoyed, quickly turning around to grab his mobile phone, bending over to present it with both hands.

He was afraid the other party would go back on their word.

Miyashita Naoyuki chuckled at the sight but did not reach for the phone in his hand; instead, he pulled out his own phone from his briefcase and called Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Yatada Haojie awkwardly put his phone back and sat down respectfully, watching Miyashita Naoyuki.

"Moshi moshi, this is Aoyama Xiu Xin."

Seeing that Yatada Haojie was still not fully convinced of his capability, Miyashita Naoyuki, to prove his point, turned on the speakerphone and replied nonchalantly, "Mr. Aoyama, this is Miyashita Naoyuki."

"It's Mr. Naoyuki, may I know what this call is about?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked in a calm tone.

Yatada Haojie's heart settled immediately just from hearing his tone; he felt the deal was as good as done.

Miyashita Naoyuki thought so too; after all, it was a trivial matter, and casually said, "I wouldn't dare give you instructions. I just want to ask you for a small favor. The president of Yatada Financial Corporation is a friend of mine. Please, show some consideration."

To demonstrate his influence in front of Yatada Haojie, he purposely used a casual command tone while talking to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, of course, didn't know he was showing off in front of someone else and felt uncomfortable with this tone, thinking, "Is this how you ask for a favor?"

However, he didn't expect Yatada Haojie to have the ability to get to Miyashita Naoyuki after hitting a wall with him, quite a wild approach indeed.

"Hehe, Mr. Miyashita, you're being modest, saying you wouldn't dare give instructions, but aren't you directly guiding my work?" He said sarcastically.

Yatada Haojie immediately sensed the underlying tone in Aoyama Xiu Xin's words and became somewhat uncertain.

Seeing the change in his expression, Miyashita Naoyuki became annoyed, feeling that Aoyama Xiu Xin was causing him to lose face, and said sternly, "Mr. Aoyama, just tell me straightforwardly whether you will do this favor or not."

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Naoyuki, I'd like to help, but I can't! Yatada Financial Corporation is on the blacklist at Director Zhongshan's," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied somewhat politely.

The Titan Gang took their money, and there was substantial progress with Nakamura Shinichi's work. He had also managed to humiliate Yatada Haojie today; there was no turning back.

And he was quite annoyed by Miyashita Naoyuki's attitude.

Hearing this blunt refusal, Yatada Haojie instantly grew anxious, looking worriedly at Miyashita Naoyuki.

Miyashita Naoyuki was even more anxious, not expecting Aoyama Xiu Xin to deny such a small favor, even bringing up Zhongshan Runmei as a shield, and everyone knew she was just a figurehead, Aoyama Xiu Xin was the real decision-maker.

Aoyama Xiu Xin's refusal not only embarrassed him but also might make him lose a deal, feeling extremely annoyed, he said coldly, "Mr. Aoyama, it seems I've overestimated our friendship. If you can't even do me this small favor, how are we supposed to get along in the future?"

Yesterday, he was full of gratitude to Aoyama Xiu Xin, thanking him profusely, and now he was throwing that lifesaving grace out the window.

"Then let's not bother," Aoyama Xiu Xin got angry listening to his threatening tone and exploded, "I fucking saved your life just yesterday, and this is how you talk to me now? If it weren't for your father, would you have any standing with me? Look in the mirror before you pee, you ungrateful dog. I gave you face and you don't want to take it, just fuck off! Don't bother me again!"

With that, he hung up the phone directly.

After last night's incident, he had already established a deep connection with the Miyashita family; to him, Miyashita Naoyuki, an ungrateful scoundrel, had lost any utilitarian value. There was no need to indulge this poser any longer.

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