After some time apart, Tangong Huizi seemed less gentle like water compared to before, exuding more heroic sharpness. Her black suit, white shirt, black trousers, and high heels still accentuated her sensual curves.

Her appearance remained as beautiful as ever.

Even a group of American soldiers lost themselves for a moment.

No one dislikes a beauty, except for some men.

"President Tangong, long time no see. I didn't want to bother you knowing you've been busy since becoming the Civil Group Leader." Xiu Xin smiled, extending a hand.

Tangong Huizi closed the door, placed a bottle of fine wine on the table, walked over, slowly placed her hand into Xiu Xin's hand, was pulled in, spun around, and fell onto his lap.

Xiu Xin leaned in close to her fair neck and took a deep sniff, then placed half of a cigarette in her red lips, his hand unabashedly wandering over her plump thigh. He turned to James and the others and introduced, "Don't underestimate this beautiful woman; she's the President of the South Korea General Group in Japan, influencing assets worth billions in US dollars."

James and the others did not know what the South Korea General Group in Japan was but understood the concept of assets worth billions in US dollars. Instantly, their gazes towards Xiu Xin became more respectful and humble.

After all, such a powerful woman being toyed with like a plaything in Minister Aoyama's embrace only indicates that Minister Aoyama is far more formidable.

"But it's nothing compared to Mr. Aoyama, who can spend billions in cash flow at any time." Tangong Huizi smiled seductively, pinching him several times.

Her status is ultimately different now, so even though she is still as alluring as ever, Xiu Xin wouldn't dare do anything to her in front of so many people. He waved to James, "Lieutenant Colonel James, would you all like to switch to another room for some fun?"

"My treat," Tangong Huizi said, surprised at how Xiu Xin could get along with a group of American officers, including a Lieutenant Colonel, which was quite a high rank.

"Certainly!" James and the others stood up, bowed to Xiu Xin, and then turned to leave in an orderly fashion.

Watching them leave, Tangong Huizi hooked her arm around Xiu Xin's neck and said, "Your social circle is really vast, even forging connections with the US military."

She understands that it's not just about forging connections; judging by the performance of those people earlier, they were very respectful to Xiu Xin. There must be something more to it.

"Compared to my social circle, my mating circle is broader." Xiu Xin said cheekily with a mischievous smile, planting a kiss on her face.

"Hmph." Tangong Huizi gave a sultry hum, crossing her legs, shifting her hips to straddle Xiu Xin's lap while facing away from him, her hands pressing on the tabletop, lowering her waist, her round peach-shaped bottom stretching the trousers taut and smooth. She turned to smile and asked, "Mr. Aoyama, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing this, Xiu Xin immediately got up.

As a seasoned old farmer, Xiu Xin thought Tangong Huizi knew quite a bit about farming, though the fertile fields had been neglected for a long time. She maintained regular weeding, though was lax with cultivation since she was frail and lacked an ox.

Xiu Xin had an ox, though for him, the ox was his lifeline and he was never willing to lend it, yet he was happy to help out, freely plowing Tangong Huizi's field.

He even watered it, sowed seeds.

Farming is physically demanding; over an hour later, both man and beast were drenched in sweat, the ox downtrodden.

"Ah~ Mr. Aoyama is still so formidable."

Tangong Huizi took a while to recover, climbed up from the sofa to praise him, her eyes almost tearing up.

"Yet President Tangong still hasn't made much progress, not worth a chicken." Xiu Xin shook his head.

Tangong Huizi rolled her eyes without speaking.

Xiu Xin proactively embraced her, murmuring affectionately, "There's a favor President Tangong must help me with."

Today, if Tangong Huizi hadn't come to see him, he would have actively sought her out to discuss matters.

"Mr. Aoyama seeking my help, that's rare indeed." Tangong Huizi smiled softly.

Xiu Xin went straight to the point, saying, "I know your general group can influence the stance of many parliamentary members. My godfather is vying for the position of Prime Minister; helping him is helping me, and also helping yourself. President Tangong should understand this."

The South Korea General Group in Japan has long been pulling and supporting Japanese politicians. While not remarkably successful, they can influence a few people, and sometimes, those few votes can decide the outcome.

Every vote in the parliament is precious.

"The general group is more than happy to exert all possible effort for Prime Minister Yan Chuan." Tangong Huizi said brightly.

If they can contribute to Yanchuan Shilang's bid for Prime Minister, the post-election benefits for South Koreans in Japan would be substantial.

A Prime Minister whose stance is more favorable to Koreans is something many people at home would gladly see.

Xiu Xin laughed heartily, "Japan and South Korea have always been like a family, cooperation will be pleasant."

Tangong Huizi, though she didn't agree with this sentiment, felt the cooperation would indeed be delightful.

"Does Prime Minister Yan Chuan know? Should I arrange a meeting between him and me?" Tangong Huizi asked.

Xiu Xin shook his head, "Your identity is too sensitive, better not. I'll inform him and give you a reply afterward; I believe he'll agree."

He was to serve as the link between Yanchuan Shilang and Tangong Huizi. If they met and subsequently collaborated, what role would he play?

"Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Aoyama, please do your utmost to persuade Mr. Yanchuan." Tangong Huizi, completely unclothed, suddenly sat up straight and bowed earnestly.

Xiu Xin nodded, "I will. It's beneficial for me too, so of course, I'll do my best to facilitate it."

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"Yesterday, Minister Xiu Xin officially departed Hokkaido and returned to Tokyo to take office. Tens of thousands of Sapporo residents spontaneously took to the streets to bid farewell, with many tearfully pleading for him to stay. It's truly a scene straight out of a drama! Truly worthy of the title Heisei's No.1 Detective! The Tiger of the Police Headquarters is back, are Tokyo's criminals ready to face him..."

This news demonstrates how frightening Xiu Xin's grassroots influence has become.

In Hatanaka Zizi's office, Ozawa Ichiro watched the news footage and sincerely marveled, "This guy certainly has a knack for captivating people."

"Fortunately, the Prime Minister only needs a parliamentary election. Otherwise, he could completely resign and use his influence to openly campaign for Yanchuan Shilang, and then we wouldn't have to compete at all." Hatanaka Zizi shook his head as he spoke.

In Japan, only members of parliament and local officials are elected by the public. The Prime Minister is elected by the parliament, then appointed by the Emperor, and subsequently appoints various Cabinet Ministers.

Typically, the Prime Minister has considerable power because he can appoint trusted individuals to serve as Cabinet Ministers, ensuring that the country's main institutions operate according to his will.

But that's in theory, while in reality, no Prime Minister comes into power without making compromises, so it's impossible for the entire cabinet to be made up of his own people, and he always has to allocate a few positions to other political parties.

Ozawa Ichiro took a sip of his steaming tea, "One day, he will run for Prime Minister himself, and if his current influence continues or grows, he will be unstoppable."

"No matter how significant his grassroots influence is, it can only get him into parliament or make him a local government chief. It cannot elevate him to the position of Prime Minister or a Cabinet Minister." Hatanaka Zizi didn't seem overly concerned, exhaling as he spoke, "Let's focus on what he's currently aiming to do. This is Yanchuan Shilang's weapon he'll use against me and Yamahana Shigeru."

"Didn't you make a minor arrangement beside him?" Ozawa Ichiro suddenly recalled this matter.

Hatanaka Zizi frowned, "That person hasn't managed to make any significant impact so far."

"A pity we couldn't nail him down for embezzling military funds with the Land Guard last year." Ozawa Ichiro lamented.

Hatanaka Zizi furrowed his brows and then suddenly laughed, "A mere Police Chief could give two Cabinet Ministers such a headache, how amusing."

"Because he has another Cabinet Minister and a political party backing him." Ozawa Ichiro shrugged.

Hatanaka Zizi shook his head and said, "We don't need to focus on him. Let the lower-level people handle it. We have more important matters that require our full attention."

"Yes, the immediate task is still to persuade that old guy Yamahana to unite with us." Ozawa Ichiro exhaled, nodding in agreement.

While Xiu Xin is troublesome, he hasn't reached the point where I need to personally target him, unless there's an opportunity as significant as the previous embezzlement of military funds incident.

Meanwhile, Xiu Xin had arrived at the Yanchuan Family, ready to receive guidance and advice from his godfather.

The door was opened by a housemaid.

"Sir is waiting for you in the study."

Xiu Xin nodded slightly and went upstairs directly.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

He knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in," Yanchuan Shilang called out.

Xiu Xin pushed the door open and entered, "Grandfather."

Yanchuan Shilang, dressed in a suit, stood with his back to Xiu Xin gazing out the window. After a moment, he turned around and said directly, "Yamahana Shigeru, me, Hatanaka Zizi, the three of us are vying for the Prime Minister position. Currently, there's a chance those two might ally, and we must prevent that possibility. Otherwise, I could be out before the parliament votes."

"Yes! What can I do? Please give your orders, grandfather." Xiu Xin bowed and said.

Yanchuan Shilang casually pointed to the stack of file folders piled high on the desk, "These are the personal files and those of the relatives and followers of Hatanaka Zizi and Yamahana Shigeru. Take them back to study. Contact Xianyou if you need assistance. Don't disappoint me; I can only entrust this matter to you with confidence."

He had many capable people, but those people held positions too high. After receiving his orders, they would still delegate to others below. So for such a crucial matter, he preferred to assign it directly to Xiu Xin, whose ability and loyalty were irreplaceable, given he was his god-grandson.

"Yes! Rest assured, grandfather, I will definitely not let you down." Xiu Xin glanced at the thick stack of files, seriously pledged.

Yanchuan Shilang approached him, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "The future of the Yanchuan Family and the Aoyama family rests on this election."

"Yes!" Xiu Xin responded with a solemn expression, then brought up another matter, "Grandfather, the main South Korean group in Japan is willing to offer their support for you."

"Agree to it, we need to unite every possible force right now." Yanchuan Shilang readily agreed. In any case, none of the promises made now are binding until victory, so there's no harm in giving empty promises.

As for what promises to actually fulfill post-victory, well, that's entirely up to his discretion.

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