"Brother Qianyuan!"

Mr. Qianyuan felt a sudden tap on his shoulder, and then the voice of an old single man with a slightly lewd air came into his ears.

Officer Megure?

If someone could use this title, his first reaction would be this old friend.

However, he still subconsciously turned back in the direction where his shoulder was tapped.

No one was seen.

"here!"

The other shoulder was tapped again.

No, this unique mean voice?

not……

Sure enough, Mr. Chihara turned around and saw the big face of a middle-aged man, Hirata.

It’s uncomfortable.

If it was a cute little sister or little sister, even a little girl like Sakura Suzune, playing this childish game of patting the shoulder with him would still be interesting.

But if it’s an uncle with a mean smile, it won’t be a pleasant experience.

"Don't get so close, it's disgusting."

He directly raised his foot and kicked him over.

The unattractive president immediately jumped back and said with a crooked mouth and raised eyebrows: "Oh, we haven't seen each other for a few days, so this is your attitude!"

"You're still secretly hanging out with men behind my back?"

The familiar president turned around, wiped his wet hands that had just been washed in the bathroom, moved his butt directly to the three-dimensional table at the back, and pressed the bell on the table.

"Waiter, three more cans of Coke, please."

Mr. Qianyuan was suddenly stunned. Seeing that someone was so self-conscious, he let him go.

"This gentleman is so generous." Shimada Nobunaga smiled and took the drink from the hand of the pretty waitress.

"Yes, I'm so generous." Hirata gently pulled the ring, raised the Coke can with both hands, and drank freely to show his magnanimity.

By the way, he pushed the remaining can to the silent young man next to him.

"Well, where's mine?" Qianyuan spread his hands and asked in surprise.

"You bought it yourself."

"?"

Mr. Qianyuan felt that this person's face was extremely hypocritical.

Just looking at that face made him angry, so he could only bite the spoon angrily.

"I'm still thinking about why you didn't ask me to pick you up when you went out, and you didn't ask me to pick you up when you came back. Why are you making friends here?" Hirata lowered his eyebrows and tapped the phone twice, then raised his head and said with a teasing smile, "

Have autistic patients finally opened up their social systems?”

"No! I just dislike your Mazda. It's too embarrassing to go out. It's not as good as my top-notch car worth more than one billion yen when I go to and from school every day."

"But your top-class car is used by a lot of traffic every day, it's quite crowded, isn't it?" Hirata chuckled.

"The word "squeeze" is somewhat unpleasant, but it would be much more elegant if I used the word "server busy"." Qianyuan waved his hand, "What's more, I was already thinking about buying a bicycle or a battery car..."

It's not a problem to squeeze in with old men who smell like sweat every day.

Shimada Nobunaga suddenly interjected: "Then I recommend a battery bike. The traffic regulations changed a few years ago, and people are not allowed on the back seat of a bicycle."

He couldn't help but sigh. He originally thought about riding a small BMW and running to the gate of the high school, bringing his sister with him to show off his power in front of the singles. Unfortunately, as soon as the little girl stepped across the back seat, Mr. Nobunaga was arrested by the traffic policeman next to him.

The comrade showed me a 2,000 yen fine.

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it. I can't afford it now anyway, so I'm not in a hurry to choose." Mr. Qianyuan said quietly.

"That's right." Hirata said sadly, "I called and checked the results in advance. After all, Kirito was captured by someone else. My work was in vain and I didn't even get any commission."

Aston Martin is still a long way off.

"The person who captured Kirito was a kid named Matsuda Makoto, or someone from LM next door..." Hirata gritted his teeth, "If you dare to steal my family's original treasure, don't let me catch you, or else I'll take advantage of him.

"

His red eyes were filled with the power of original sin, and he completely forgot about the scene where he was having a good time with the president next door, and his murderous aura scared the man next to him to tremble.

Take another sip of happy water.

"Oh yes, come on, come on, some of Qianyuan's new friends." Hirata habitually took out a stack of business cards hidden in the inner pocket of his suit and handed them out in turn.

"This is your message. I am now working part-time as the president of a small firm." He knocked on the table and lightly patted the person across from him on the shoulder. "This guy doesn't usually speak well. If there is any offense, he can still

Please bear with me."

"sure."

The two young men nodded quickly.

"By the way, I still don't know what your names are? What are your phone numbers? You can always contact me if you are free."

He once again took out the phone book worth one billion yen, preparing to invest in it to increase its value, and to buy low prices first.

"My dear Shimada Nobunaga, from Seiichi Office next door, please give me your advice." The cool and handsome guy smiled and nodded.

"Nobunaga..." Hirata was surprised, "What a good name. He has an aura of domineering power in his face. His appearance is also extraordinary. He looks like something out of the ordinary."

"I am over-flattered."

Shimada Nobunaga touched the mouth of the bottle slightly, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"And what about this silent little brother? You can't stop talking at times like this." Hirata turned around and persuaded, "Blowjob at the dinner table is a way of communication for young people in the new era. You must try it."

"...I'm afraid I'll be beaten if I speak out." The young man hesitated.

"How could it be? The people sitting here are all very friendly friends, so there is no way they would use any force." Hirata said with a sincere smile.

"But I am the 'Matsuda Makoto' you just said." He murmured.

Big eyes stared at small eyes, and there was silence for a while.

Hirata covered his forehead and thought for a moment. His consciousness was piercing the sky and the earth, and his thoughts were running wild. Yellowish images flashed rapidly in his mind in a montage...

[Elder brother, the master was captured by monsters]

[Second Senior Brother, Master was captured by monsters]

[Master...why are you marrying a monster?]

Hirata looked at him and unconsciously connected this guy with the wild man outside.

Then.

"Brothers Matsuoka..."

"Matsuoka? My surname is Matsuda!"

Qianyuan went crazy instantly.

Hirata smiled and said: "Don't worry about these details, I'm talking nonsense, Matsuda, Matsuda."

Qianyuan nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, have you had breakfast?" Qianyuan asked, looking at the people coming and going in the store.

"It's noon now, there's still breakfast..."

"Have you had breakfast?"

"I haven't eaten, but..."

Qianyuan knocked on the dining table and glanced at the plates on the table, "You're all here, let's have a bowl of soup."

When Hirata saw Mr. Qianyuan asking him to eat so enthusiastically, he couldn't help but said: "That's so embarrassing..."

"Waiter, two servings of garden vegetable soup with more beef, he'll pay for it."

After Qianyuan finished speaking, he opened the mobile game in a swaggering manner.

Why am I paying?

Hirata, who hadn't finished his polite words, was a little confused.

Seeing his expression, Qianyuan explained thoughtfully, "The soup here is quite delicious."

Do I need to say anything special about this?

Especially in front of me.

Hirata took out two ocean coins from his wallet.

Um?

its not right.
To be continued...