Panasonic Tiger had been waiting downstairs for nearly an hour.
It wasn’t until then that Aoyama Xiu Xin finally came down from upstairs.
It couldn’t be helped; he always took his time.
"Mr. Aoyama, how is everything?" Hearing the footsteps, Panasonic Tiger quickly stood up and asked with concern.
Having just completed a massive financial transaction, Aoyama Xiu Xin looked relaxed, and with a smile on his face, he replied, "Rest assured, Mr. Panasonic, after my patient persuasion and careful guidance, Miss Izumi’s mood has improved a lot. She has agreed to dine out this evening. Now it’s just a matter of letting her calm down a bit more."
"That’s a relief, thank you, Mr. Aoyama." Panasonic Tiger breathed a sigh of relief and said, "From last night until now, Izumi hasn’t had a drop of water or a grain of rice. I’ve been really worried that she couldn’t withstand it. I’m truly indebted to you!"
Bullshit. When Panasonic Izumi was lording over everyone, she had boundless energy. This woman was definitely secretly eating food and water she hid in the room.
"Even setting aside the mayor’s face, just out of friendship, this was also a modest effort I should make," Aoyama Xiu Xin said politely.
"Anyway, I am deeply grateful to you!" Panasonic Tiger bowed earnestly and then straightened up to check his watch, "I have booked a hotel for Mr. Aoyama. You go and rest first, and I will arrange for a car to pick you up when it’s time for dinner."
"No need for that, I have a driver. Just tell me the place later, and have the driver take me there," Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head.
"Sure!" Panasonic Tiger responded and then shouted outside. A young man entered at his call, and he instructed, "Take Chief of Police Qing Mountain to the hotel to rest."
"Yes!" The young man complied with a bow, "Chief of Police, please follow me."
"See you this evening," Aoyama Xiu Xin greeted Panasonic Tiger and then set off with the young man.
Watching Aoyama Xiu Xin leave, Panasonic Tiger frowned slightly. He had smelled a faint fragrance on Aoyama Xiu Xin, which reminded him of those rumors.
He instantly fantasized about how Aoyama must have comforted his sister. As a brother, there was inevitably some discontent, but he just sighed softly.
After leaving the building, the young man initially led Aoyama Xiu Xin towards a Rolls-Royce, but he refused, getting into his own car instead and instructed the young man to lead the way.
The traces in the car and the tissues had already been cleaned up. Mrs. Qingshui was also neatly dressed, except for the stockings on her legs which had been severely damaged and thrown away, revealing a pair of sleek, white-as-jade calves.
"Mr. Aoyama, you really are impressive. You’ve just stuffed me full and you still have the energy for another round," Mrs. Qingshui, smelling the girlish scent remaining on him, snuggled in his arms and looked at him with admiring eyes as she flattered.
Aoyama Xiu Xin reached out to touch her face.
Mrs. Qingshui pleasingly leaned her face into his large hand and swept her tongue over his palm.
"Every time I see Mrs. Qingshui’s performance, I marvel at the greatness of maternal love," Aoyama Xiu Xin said quietly, playing with her soft tongue with his fingers.
He also marveled at the charm of power.
Every time he tasted the sweetness of power, it encouraged him to pursue even greater power.
Mrs. Qingshui’s face turned pale, but she quickly returned to normal and continued to rub her face against Aoyama Xiu Xin’s hand, only now she closed her eyes.
"Ding-Ding-Ding! Ding-Ding-Ding!"
The urgent ringing of the telephone echoed inside the car.
Aoyama Xiu Xin caressed Mrs. Qingshui’s cheek with one hand and picked up the phone with the other, "Speak."
"As an old subordinate, congratulations to Mr. Aoyama on your promotion to Senior Police Director," a chuckling voice came through.
Aoyama Xiu Xin found the voice familiar and after a moment’s recollection, he tentatively asked, "Liang Yi?"
"Yes!" At that moment, Fujimoto Ryosuke was strolling alone on the streets of Sapporo. Although not in Tokyo, the feeling was akin to being home, which he greatly missed.
The reason he agreed to make the trip was both because he couldn’t decline his older brother’s request and because he had heard by chance that Aoyama Xiu Xin had been assigned to Sapporo.
"Idiot! You haven’t called once since you left," Aoyama Xiu Xin said, slightly pleased, then pushed away Mrs. Qingshui and continued, "Is today the day you finally remember my number?"
His number had never changed. Most people with serious jobs generally didn’t change their phone numbers, as it could cause trouble in life and work.
"Please forgive me, Mr. Aoyama. I thought since I was in a foreign country, it wouldn’t be useful even if I called you, so I didn’t bother you," Fujimoto Ryosuke quickly apologized.
Aoyama Xiu Xin caught the key information and frowned, voicing his concern, "You’re back in the country?"
"I’m in Sapporo. Shall we have dinner together tonight? Besides catching up, I have a piece of merit to offer you as a reunion gift," Fujimoto Ryosuke said.
"It’s really not a good time; I’m in Asahikawa." Aoyama Xiu Xin wasn’t interested in the merit Fujimoto Ryosuke mentioned, but was interested in meeting him, "Sapporo and Asahikawa aren’t far apart. If it’s convenient for you, come visit, otherwise wait for me to return to Sapporo tomorrow and I will treat you to dinner."
"Since I have returned to Japan, I can’t wait a moment longer to meet with Mr. Aoyama. I’ll set off for Asahikawa shortly," Fujimoto Ryosuke took a deep breath.
He had once caused a huge mess, but Aoyama Xiu Xin was willing to risk helping him. Such kindness and friendship were worth remembering for a lifetime, even worth repaying with his life.
Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled, "I await your honored arrival. Call me when you get here. No hurry, you can come later. I have a dinner engagement tonight; once it’s over, I’ll be ready to join you for a late-night snack."