"Is there any connection with Tong Dan?"
The day after the funeral, Jiang Chen got on the convoy that went to express his condolences, and Pan Yang was riding with him.
Of course Duanmu Liuli would be brought along, as it could ward off evil spirits. After all, it was a funeral, and there was no guarantee that there would be any unclean things. By the way, Wu Sheng could only bring it along with him in the car behind.
"Chat occasionally."
Pan Yang was honest and natural, "Miss Tong is very busy at work recently."
"Well, she is very busy and has no relevant experience. If she forgets to reply to messages sometimes, you understand."
Fang Qing handed over the expansion project of Shacheng Airport to Tong Dan. Jiang Chen must have known about it. He always thought that Tong Dan was the master of muddle-headed life, but he didn't expect that she was actually quite enterprising.
Or a sense of responsibility.
Caught in a hurry but tried his best.
"Miss Tong is very polite. Even if it is more than ten hours later, she will never fail to reply."
Jiang Chen smiled hoarsely and glanced at Pan Yang, who was changing his destiny next to him. He didn't expect that the other person had a humorous side.
"As a gay man, sometimes you have to learn to take the initiative. If she forgets to read it, she can actually send a few more messages."
Boss Jiang imparted his experience on the spot, but Pan Yang expressed doubts about his suggestion: "Wouldn't this disturb Miss Tong?"
"Why would you call me a bother by sending a few messages? It's not like I'm making harassing phone calls."
Jiang Chen said: "You can't send one message. After she replies more than ten hours later, can you send a second message?"
Pan Yang was silent, seemingly convinced.
"When getting along with girls, it is natural to have a gentlemanly demeanor, but it is also very important to make her feel valued. The old saying that good girls are afraid of men is not unreasonable."
Pan Yang smiled, "Thank you Mr. Jiang for your advice."
"Tong Dan and I have known each other for almost ten years. She and Fang Qing are also sisters. I know her fairly well. She has a straightforward personality and a good heart..."
"I know that Miss Tong is a very kind person."
Jiang Chen called it a day.
As a friend, all he can do is matchmaking, and he is not suitable to interfere too much. After all, the relationship is ultimately a matter between the two parties involved.
"Was Chief Fujiwara's condition really serious before his death?"
The convoy follows a predetermined route.
Jiang Chen got back to business.
The three-day separation was a surprise, not to mention that nearly a year had passed and Pan Yang had undoubtedly grown significantly in all aspects from a jobless worker to a front-line stage of power in Japan.
Of course he understood what Mr. Jiang meant.
"The Fujiwara clan leader was critically ill many times before his death. It is the Fujiwara family who have devoted all their efforts to mobilize the world's top medical team to support him until now."
"You mean Fujiwara Takuno?"
"Well, during the many times when the Fujiwara clan leader was critically ill, Fujiwara Takuno rarely appeared outside. It was rumored that he was taking care of his father."
After a pause, Pan Yang continued: "The death of clan leader Fujiwara should be a big blow to Takuno Fujiwara."
Many things cannot be said too directly.
Logically, would the prince want the emperor to live a long life?
unrealistic.
Not to mention overjoyed, at least for today, Fujiwara Takuno should be looking forward to it.
But Pan Yang said it was a big blow to him.
It seems that in the brutal power struggle between brother and sister, the situation for Fujiwara Takuno, the elder brother, is not optimistic.
In fact, Jiang Chen had expected this. He knew Fujiwara Reiki's abilities very well, and it was not that he looked down upon the young Fujiwara master. If placed in a fair position, the young Fujiwara master would definitely not be his sister's opponent. .
This is determined by the growth environment.
The beasts in the zoo will never be able to defeat their counterparts in the wild.
"You have worked for a Japanese company for so long, so you should know the Japanese people very well. Do you think the Fujiwara family can accept a female head?" Jiang Chen said abruptly.
It is a deep-rooted tradition in Japan that men are superior to women.
But will traditions not be broken or exceptions appear?
Pan Yang was stunned for a moment, hesitated to speak, and finally said cautiously: "It's hard to say."
Jiang Chen was silent.
It stands to reason that if some kind of accident occurs, Fujiwara Reiki creates history, which is a good thing for him. After all, who doesn't know that the president and chairman of the bilateral federation is a lackey of the Chinese people.
But only Jiang Chen, the "master", truly understood that Riki Fujiwara did not really want to commit treason, but that she had no choice but to protect herself.
If there were no external pressure and threats, or even if he gained enough strength to be independent, would the other party still obey his words?
Maybe you shouldn't even think about it this way.
When that time comes, what you should be careful about is to avoid being bitten back.
The motorcade drove in an orderly manner and gradually approached its destination. On both sides of the road, wreaths of elegiac couplets and handsome men in suits wearing sleeve flowers began to come into view.
At this time, it was even three miles away from the ancestral home of the Fujiwara family!
"I lost it."
Wu Sheng saw this kind of battle for the first time, and it opened his eyes. He saw a video on the Internet of the funeral of a gangster in the Bay Area. At that time, he felt that he was very domineering, but compared with the scene in front of him, it was like a witch. See the great witch.
This is just the scene of one road. Adding other roads, how much manpower will be spent.
"Sister Liuli, you said it won't be the Hongmen Banquet, right?"
Wu Sheng, who was leaning against the window, turned around and couldn't help but feel worried. He had to be on guard against others, especially when he was a kid, he was a group of beasts with no bottom line.
"Can you beat so many people?"
Duanmu Liuli didn't speak, probably a little speechless.
She was a human, not a fairy, and she was unarmed. Even if these people were pigs, just standing still and hacking away at them would still tire them to death.
Wu Sheng also knew that his question was a bit ignorant, so he thought about it and had an idea.
"Sister Liuli, why don't you use formations again? For example, the Nine-turn Sky Thunder Formation or something like that. If the little devil has evil intentions, just give the order to summon the sky thunder and chop them all down!"
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Duanmu Liuli remained silent, while tilting her head to look at the car window on her side.
"Sister Liuli, is there really a soul after death? Is there really a theory of reincarnation?"
Wu Sheng kept chattering.
The car suddenly stopped.
Wu Sheng was surprised.
For such a big battle, all the surrounding roads should be under traffic control, and other cars on the way from Tokyo were very polite and gave way.
Wu Sheng let Duanmu Liuli go, lowered the car window, stuck his head out and looked forward curiously, and then discovered the reason.
It turned out that we had reached an intersection, and happened to run into a convoy on the side that was also coming to express condolences.
At this time, the rule of turning to let go straight no longer applies.
In order to avoid a collision, the two teams stopped at the same time.
"It's an American military vehicle."
Pan Yang looked at the license plate of the other team.
It was really a gathering of distinguished guests.
"Let them go first."
Not just in one car.
In the convoy of the US military stationed in Japan, a Western man with deep features smiled and gave orders almost at the same time as Jiang Chen. (End of chapter)