"Hey!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin had just walked out of the Miyashita family's front door when Miyashita Ryouko came bounding after him to stop him.

"What is it, Miss Liangzi? Is there something you need?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin asked as he looked at her cheerfully.

Miyashita Ryouko tilted her chin up and said, "Heading home this early? How about we grab a couple of drinks somewhere?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin sized her up; the woman had just been called away by her mom and had gone upstairs to change her clothes. She wore a white baseball cap, a pink short-sleeved shirt paired with a white jacket and denim hot pants, revealing her stunning legs, and blue sneakers.

Youthful and beautiful, full of girlish charm.

"Craving some 'mugwort'?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked bluntly.

Mugwort is a medicinal herb, known for its effectiveness in warming meridians and dispelling cold.

Though Miyashita Ryouko was naturally a giggly, outspoken person, she couldn't help blushing and gave him a slightly annoyed glare upon hearing his straightforward comment, retorting, "Don't you?"

"Get in the car," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied succinctly.

"Pfft!" Miyashita Ryouko stuck up her middle finger and then followed him quickly towards the car, bouncing and hopping like a child.

Once in the car, she took off her shoes, leaned against the door, and placed her feet wrapped in white socks on Aoyama Xiu Xin, playfully wriggling into his clothes.

Her legs were white, straight, and long—like chopsticks.

But far more flexible than chopsticks.

"Where to?" Aoyama Xiu Xin grasped her increasingly nimble feet to stop her from fooling around. "Should we just find a place and check in?"

"Can't we do it here in the car?" Miyashita Ryouko's face turned crimson, casting him a provocative look.

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed.

Jin Yucheng was used to it by now, no matter what the two in the back did, he could drive without distraction.

The black Mercedes wove through traffic, and occasionally, from the rear window, a flushed face with a dazed expression would press against the glass, followed by a pair of slender feet pressing against it. The temperature difference steamed up the glass slightly.

At a red light, Miyashita Ryouko suddenly cracked the window open, her disheveled hair and intoxicating face catching the eye of the driver next to them.

She cheekily stuck out her tongue at him.

"Crash!" The neighboring driver, dumbstruck, blood rushing to his head, released the brake and bumped into the car in front.

Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly closed the window and slapped Miyashita Ryouko across the face, "Damn lunatic."

If someone spotted his face...

Well, it didn't matter if they did.

He was mainly worried about being photographed.

He liked taking his own pictures, not being photographed by others.

"Giggle giggle giggle~" Far from being angry, Miyashita Ryouko started giggling uncontrollably, unable to stop herself.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a luxurious club, a neatly dressed Miyashita Ryouko holding the arm of a smart Aoyama Xiu Xin as they walked in.

She wasn't wearing her hat, and her hair, previously done up, was now let down, covering a light fingerprint on her face left by Aoyama Xiu Xin's slap.

"Minister Aoyama, Miss Miyashita, good evening."

The staff approached to greet them, turning a blind eye to their intimate behavior; a strict requirement of working here was to be blindsighted and mute.

"You can go; don't bother with us, a friend has already reserved a spot," Miyashita Ryouko waved her hand.

The staff bowed and then turned to leave.

"There are others?" Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned slightly.

"A friend who wanted to meet you. We're here now, so let's sit for a bit. You wouldn't refuse to show your face, would you?" Miyashita Ryouko cooed as she clung to him.

Considering her father's face and her own charm, Aoyama Xiu Xin reluctantly agreed but still cautioned, "Don't make decisions without consulting me next time."

It's hard to refuse when you've taken from someone.

He hadn't taken lightly from Miyashita Ryouko.

"Yep yep," Miyashita Ryouko grinned earnestly and saluted him. "Aye! It won't happen again!"

"Who is it?" Aoyama Xiu Xin inquired as he followed her inside.

Miyashita Ryouko, leading him by the hand, kicked a stone along as they walked. She casually mentioned, "A friend my brother used to be close with. We had a good relationship, too. He went abroad and has just returned recently, wanting to do some business. But since my brother has passed away, he reached out to me."

"To do business and he doesn't seek your introduction to civic administration officials but wants to meet me? It doesn't sound like a straightforward business," Aoyama Xiu Xin quipped.

"I don't know," Miyashita Ryouko shook her head. "Just have a talk; I'm only here to introduce him. If it works out, I get another way to make some pocket money; if not, I've lost nothing. Just weigh your options, and don't rely solely on my account."

"Good, you don't hold much sway with me anyway," Aoyama Xiu Xin bluntly said.

He never fully trusted Miyashita Ryouko's words.

"Damn!" Miyashita Ryouko's cheeks puffed in anger after hearing his words, and she playfully kicked Aoyama Xiu Xin. "Mr. Aoyama, we're pretty good friends, right? I was even planning to have you as my best man at my wedding. That really hurt my feelings."

"A best man who has slept with the bride before marrying the groom, and you expect me to attend? You must really hate your future husband," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head, mourning for her future spouse.

Miyashita Ryouko, unbothered, snorted, "He won't know. Would I be dumb enough to tell him? Besides, my future husband is probably not the most virtuous man either. As long as it's not in front of him, he probably won't care. But you know, our circle is full of freaks; if he has some peculiar fetishes, maybe he'll be even more thrilled if he finds out."

"Enough," Aoyama Xiu Xin broke out in a sweat.

What kind of fierce and wild language is this?

The rich really know how to enjoy themselves.

He is rich; he has the right to speak.

Miyashita Ryouko stopped walking, "We're here."

It seemed that the noise outside had been heard, as the person inside the room got up, opened the door, and seeing Miyashita Ryouko and Aoyama Xiu Xin, hurriedly smiled and bowed deeply.

"Miss Liangzi, Minister Aoyama, you've arrived."

Aoyama Xiu Xin sized him up. He was about the same age as the late Miyashita Naoyuki, had a refined appearance, and looked like a literature teacher.

"Yamamoto Toyotaro." Miyashita Ryouko extended her hand, pointing at the young man in front of her to introduce him to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded slightly, "Mr. Yamamoto."

"Hey! This is my business card." Yamamoto Toyotaro pulled out a prepared business card and offered it with both hands.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took it casually, without even looking at it.

Yamamoto Toyotaro stepped aside to give way, "Please come inside."

"Let's go." Miyashita Ryouko was not so particular, and directly pulled Aoyama Xiu Xin inside after removing her shoes.

Yamamoto Toyotaro had sharp eyes; he noticed the red marks on the inner side of Miyashita Ryouko's thigh and some stains on her white socks, a flash of envy and jealousy crossing his eyes.

Idiot, Aoyama Xiu Xin is really lucky!

After the two entered, he closed the door, turned around, and sat down across from them, placing his hands on his knees and leaning forward slightly, "Thank you for your presence, Minister Aoyama."

"My relationship with Mr. Naoyuki was quite good. You are his friend, hence you are my friend too, so please, don't be too formal. Miss Liangzi said you wanted to do business; I wonder how I can help," Aoyama Xiu Xin said directly.

His straightforward approach made Yamamoto Toyotaro somewhat uncomfortable, and he paused before replying, "I have worked in a casino abroad for two years and have accumulated a lot of experience. I also have some savings, so I would like to open a casino in Hokkaido. I hope for your support, Minister Aoyama. Of course, personal favors are separate from business, and I surely won't let you help for free."

Aoyama Xiu Xin knew this guy was indeed not up to any good; otherwise, why would he seek him out?

"How big of a scale?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

As a mediator, Liangzi did not interrupt, simply pouring wine for Aoyama Xiu Xin while the two men talked.

"Once it opens, it should be the highest-standard and largest casino in Hokkaido. The location has already been chosen, and as soon as you give the nod, we can begin construction," Yamamoto Toyotaro said, his face revealing a barely noticeable pride and arrogance.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took the cup of wine passed to him by Miyashita Ryouko and drained it in one go, then spoke indifferently, "I want a 30% cut of the casino's earnings, and it must not be involved in any illegal activities."

"Alright! No problem, it's worth it to make friends with Minister Aoyama," Yamamoto Toyotaro agreed.

His quick agreement somewhat surprised Aoyama Xiu Xin, but he said nothing, just nodding, "Then I wish your business prosperity."

"With your good words, Minister Aoyama. But let me correct you—it should be our business' prosperity," Yamamoto Toyotaro said, picking up his glass and laughing heartily.

He was very perceptive, having a few drinks with them before paying the bill and leaving first, leaving the private room to Aoyama Xiu Xin and Miyashita Ryouko to be alone.

Only then did Miyashita Ryouko return to her true nature, hugging Aoyama Xiu Xin and giving him a kiss, "I love you, Mr. Aoyama."

"How much will you get?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Liangzi chuckled, "Ten percent."

Having a government father, making money is just that easy.

Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned; Yamamoto Toyotaro had just easily given up 40% of the profits. After deducting investment and operational costs, how much would he have left?

"This guy is too generous."

"It's not generosity; he's just not that greedy. As long as the casino can start and stabilize, he'll always make money. If he is reluctant to share profits, the casino can't start at all, or can't continue operating, and he won't make a dime," Miyashita Ryouko said nonchalantly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin listened and felt it made sense.

After Yamamoto Toyotaro left the club, he looked back, got into a car, and dialed a number, speaking very respectfully, "Boss, I've taken care of Aoyama Xiu Xin. He's the real power holder of the Hokkaido Police. With him backing us, no one will dare to inspect our casino, but he's taking a 30% cut."

"Never mind 30%, even 40%, 50%, what's the harm in giving it to him? We're not only making money from the casino, as long as the casino can stay stable without inspection, it's fine."

"Hey! It's my shortsightedness."

.........…

In the following days, everything continued to be calm and tranquil. Ishihara Tairo really believed that the crisis with the Imperial Pole Society was over.

So, he completely let down his guard.

And Sato Yuudou really had gained Ishihara Tairo's trust. Even after causing such a big disaster for the organization, he had, under the criticisms of many higher-ups, fiercely protected him and did not expel him from the society.

Leveraging this trust, Sato Yuudou managed to get Ishihara Tairo drunk, successfully stole his keys, sneaked into his office, and stole the internal roster of the Imperial Pole Society.

In the office, Aoyama Xiu Xin quietly flipped through the roster in his hand, while Sato Yuudou stood in front of him like an elementary school student, very disciplined.

When he reached the last page, the name and basic information of Mitsuo Mutou, along with the fabricated date of joining, were added. "Yo, you did well."

"Hey!" Sato Yuudou sighed with relief.

Aoyama Xiu Xin closed the roster and said, "I will immediately have someone sent to Asahikawa to have Mitsuo Mutou put his fingerprint on it. You go back and keep Ishihara Tairo stable; it's best not to let him discover the roster is missing."

"Hey! Don't worry, Minister Aoyama, I've already made a fake roster to put back. He usually doesn't take it out to read, so there's only a slim chance he'll discover it," Sato Yuudou said, seeking praise.

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded, looking seriously at him and said, "You really are a genius at being a traitor."

Sato Yuudou's mouth twitched, unsure whether to take it as an insult or a compliment, but he had to take it as a compliment, forcing a strained smile and nodding repeatedly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand, dismissing him to leave.

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