The Runaway Wife of the Godfather of the Republic of China

Chapter 219
"No." Chiyoko said coldly.

Lin Hongxi turned her head and smiled, "Miss Qianqian, you are more beautiful in real life than on the calendar."

Chiyoko snorted coldly at her.

A man in gray hurried over and whispered something in Ishihara Ichiro's ear.

His face was even colder, and his eyes were even darker.

There was a sound of orderly footsteps.

A group of young men in black kimonos quickly separated from each other.

A man in his 50s with a short stature and a short beard walked slowly and powerfully with a civilized stick.

He was dressed in a black suit, with a bow tie on his white shirt, and a pair of night owl-like eyes shone fiercely under the glass lens, and anyone who glanced at him would shudder.

"Father." Chiyoko was already standing with his hands down.

Ishihara Zun's narrowed eyes fixed on Ishihara Ichiro's face from Chiyoko's body.

"For a humble Chinese woman, how many bloody men of His Majesty the Emperor of Japan died? Are you ashamed?"

Ishihara Ichiro was expressionless, but bowed his head respectfully.

"When we gain a firm foothold in Shanghai, what kind of woman do you want? There is a saying in China that says, think twice before acting. You remember it for me." Shi Yuanzun lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, "now The most important thing is not to fight and kill. Our Yamato Chamber of Commerce has already entered Shanghai, so you put aside the matter of the Bamboo Union Gang for a moment, and step up efforts to attract local businessmen and businesses. How is the matter with Chiyoko going?"

"Father-in-law, I have successfully entered Shanghai's upper-class social circle as Miss Calendar No. 1. Qian Yankai, the chairman of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, is already my guest of honor." Chiyoko smiled slightly, and his eyes sparkled A trace of unknown disgust.

Ishihara-san nodded appreciatively.

"Chiyoko's handling ability is unmatched in the entire Bamboo Union Gang!"

The last four words ring out.

Ishihara Ichiro smiled coldly.

"Actually, my strength is far from being comparable to Ichiro's. He was only temporarily blinded by dust." Chiyoko said earnestly.

"Don't let me down again. Ichiro, the Yamato Chamber of Commerce will be handed over to you. It will become a stronghold of our Great Japanese Empire in Shanghai."

"Yes." A hoarse voice sounded.

Ye Qingran directed the clerk to hang a plaque with "Jasmine Women's Shop" on his shop.

She looked at it from all angles and was quite satisfied.

As soon as the afternoon deliveries arrive, her shop will be open for business.

"Qingran, the rented billboard has been negotiated, and the money has been paid. I'll have someone put the name of our shop on it." Li Fuhai was very flustered, after all, the sooner the advertisement, the better the effect. .

"Uncle Fu—" She said a few words to Li Fuhai in a low voice.

Li Fuhai frowned, and then opened it again, full of relief, "I dare not underestimate you again, miss!"

"You can call me Qingran whenever you want." The dimples at the corners of her mouth first appeared.

In the past few days, she has been devoting herself to thinking about how to bring forth the new through the old, and to advertise her shop in Shanghai, where there are many famous shops.

Last night, she came up with such a way to do the opposite.

Soon, several billboards in Shanghai's most conspicuous roads posted the news of "[-] yuan is now asking for rent".

The passers-by saw such an advertisement and pointed their fingers one after another, making jokes that the advertisement merchants did not know how high the heavens and the earth were, and offered such a sky-high price that no one cares about!

One hundred thousand oceans?
Who is that stupid?

In the eyes of everyone laughing and questioning, time passed day by day.

(End of this chapter)