"Mo yuan," Enron grabbed his claws. "Say it before you do it." Mo yuan's eyes lit up and he said honestly, "I do know that man, Liangshan Kentaro, who is the legal adviser of Fujiwara Consortium and has dealt with the company, but he can only be regarded as a general role in Fujita Group." Enron nodded, "Fujiwara Ryuichi, I met him a few years ago." Mo yuan hated him for knocking on his forehead. "I told you to consider the consequences. How can you be as stupid as a child?" Enron curled his lips and acquiesced in his hands and feet. Even if Liangshan's position in the Fujiwara group is not very good, but this is related to the prestige of the gang, Fujiwara Ryuichi will not turn a blind eye. Mo yuan lay beside Enron, "I guess Fujiwara will pick us up for tea tomorrow." "Are you afraid?" "Xia Enron!" Mo yuan almost jumped up, "is this a question of fear?" Enron raised his eyebrows and looked at him in puzzlement. Mo yuan wished he could pry open his beautiful head to see what was inside and how he could be so unaware of the crisis. The point is, the Fujiwara group is Japan's largest gang, the Fujiwara consortium is Japan's largest consortium, we are now in other people's territory to kill their people, do you think we still have a way out? "Oh." Enron answered lightly and patted Mo yuan on the back, "Don't worry, Fujiwara has a friendship with me." "Friendship?" Mo yuan asked doubtfully. I met him once. "Meeting once is also called friendship?" He waved his hand impatiently. "Anyway, they will definitely invite us to tea tomorrow, and we will know when the time comes." Mo yuan looked at him like a monster, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he was pushed off the low bed by Enron. "Sleep." "Xia Enron, you promised me." Words have not finished, a soft pillow accurately hit the handsome face of the president, directly let him shut up. The next morning, the two men were still immersed in a sweet dream when they were woken up by a whistle outside the hotel. Enron looked up at the dark Mercedes out of the window and drove into the hotel. "It came so fast." Mo yuan also woke up very quickly, two people just finished washing, the door sounded a knock. Without waiting to answer the door, two well-dressed black-clad bodyguards rushed in directly, opening their mouths in fluent Japanese, "Mr. Fujiwara, please." Enron sat impolitely on the tatami and looked proudly at the two men in black. "Tell him to come and see me." The Wind of Circulation Text 46, Competition (I) Chapter Words: 2237 Updated: 10-05-02 16:58 Is probably the first time to encounter this situation, the two bodyguards were actually frightened by him, Leng Leng went out, to report to Fujiwara. It was not long before an arrogant and arrogant man came in, surrounded by the crowd. The current head of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Ryuichi, looks very young, and his height is close to that of Mo yuan. He stands out from the crowd among the Japanese. As soon as he came in, he was in a domineering manner, as if no one in the room could get into his eyes. "Who on earth overreached himself to see me?" "It's me." Enron answered with a smile. Only then did Fujiwara notice him, inflatable amusement park , his eyes immediately brightened, and he rushed directly past, looking very excited. He grabbed Enron and shook him desperately twice, "It's you!"! I've been looking for you for a long time! Hearing what he said, Mo yuan blackened his face again and really wanted to beat up the people around him and ask him how much he owed. Hello, Mr. Fujiwara. A quiet smile. Fujiwara Ryuichi did not seem so calm. He took Enron's hand and pulled Enron up with a smile on his face just now. "Go, go, I've been waiting for you for a long time, so I won't let you run away without saying a word." As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by a tall figure. Enron looked up at Mo yuan, whose face was already as black as the bottom of the pot. Fujiwara, who was extremely ignorant of certain things, waved his hand and motioned to his men to drag out the man who was in the way. A group of people have not yet started, the bottom of the black pot suddenly opened, the voice is full of gunpowder, "he is my thing, let go of your hand!" With these words, without waiting for Fujiwara to react, he pulled Enron to his side. Fujiwara inexplicably looked at the man in front of him, his body exudes momentum so that he can not help but seriously, "are you?" "Mo yuan." He spoke in a heavy voice. Fujiwara Ryuichi was suddenly enlightened and opened his mouth and said, "You are the one who signed the agreement with Phil Group." "It's none of your business, is it?" Before he had finished speaking, he was cut off coldly by Mo yuan. Agreement? Enron secretly wondered in his heart. Long Yi was excited by his attitude, just want to attack, and because of the side of Enron, this is the treasure he finally found, he did not want to offend, "Wind, who is he?" Wind is the code name of Enron's action outside. This man must have business contacts with Enron. Enron smiled, "General Manager Mo is my friend." Fujiwara such a role, the ability to observe words and expressions should be first-class, also did not ask, but said to Enron with a smile, "Wind, it is not easy to meet you, promised me things will not forget it?" But he never mentioned the death of his subordinates. Mo yuan stared at him with his eyes. "What did you promise him?" He looks like he wants to eat people. Enron enjoyed himself and asked with a smile, "Are you jealous?" Mo yuan hugged his waist. "I'm just jealous. What does this man have to do with you?" The tone of a pressing question. It was like a scene of flirting in Fujiwara's eyes, which made him cough uncomfortably. Mo Zong, I think you misunderstood, I am not your, cough, rival in love. Said this sentence, Fujiwara's face is also red, although he has been in the underworld for so many years, but in the field of love,inflatable castle with slide, or an out-and-out novice. The Fujiwara family mansion, located in a jungle valley outside Kyoto, has a sense of isolation. joyshineinflatables.com