Three o'clock in the afternoon, Tokyo, Minato-ku, Roppongi 7-7-7 Blue Bottle Coffee Shop

Maybe it was a weekday afternoon, but the outdoor area on the corner of the coffee shop was empty, with only a few tables and chairs left standing there.

Mitsui Kanon parked the car casually in front of the store, greeted Kuriyama Mai and said:

"Just right here."

Mitsui Kanon was wearing an oversized plain sweater on the upper body today, and the ultra-short hot pants on the lower body were completely hidden in the sweater, leaving only two long straight white legs that were clearly showing off.

Although the breast line is completely covered, the bottom is perfectly missing, and paired with a pair of shallow-cut Jack Purcell, it is casual and has a touch of sexiness and charm.

"It's just..." Kuriyama Mai looked at her waist-length black hair that was spread casually, "It would be better if it was tied into a high ponytail."

Mitsui Kanon skillfully took out a stack of materials from the front trunk, showed a cold expression as if she was talking about business, and casually sat down at a table for two in the outside area.

Upon seeing this, Kuriyama Mai reminded him:

"Why don't you go to the booth inside? It will be quieter inside."

After Mitsui Kanon sat down, she looked around cautiously, then gracefully raised her legs and said:

"On the roadside, you have a better view, you can detect eavesdroppers in time, and there is white noise, so even if someone is recording, it will be at a discount..."

"Now, let me tell you," before she could finish, Kuriyama Mai interrupted her with a playful expression, "Then you are going to park your limited edition sports car in front of the store openly?"

Kuriyama Mai held her cheeks with her hands and looked at her innocently, her eyes dancing flexibly from side to side.

"Thanks to you, now people passing by and people sitting in the store will take a look at us."

"Shut up! I want you to tell me!" Mitsui Kanon crossed her arms and stared at him with an unquestionable look, "Please give me a closer look first."

As she spoke, she handed over the stack of information.

Kuriyama Mai was too lazy to continue to argue with her, so he took the document and read it quietly.

It contains a person's birth certificate, primary school to high school graduation certificates, medical insurance card, driver's license...

Mitsui Kanon smoothed her long hair and softened her tone and asked:

"What to drink? I recommend this Gibraltar."

Looking at this cafe with petty bourgeoisie decoration style, Kuriyama Mai casually pulled out the English:

"Milk Only, some ice!"

Mitsui Kanon glanced sideways at him, "Don't you want coffee?"

"I hate coffee. Of course, if you make me a cup yourself, you can consider it." Kuriyama Mai responded without raising his head.

"Oh!" Mitsui Kanon rolled her eyes at him, "After four o'clock, I don't owe you any favors. Don't even think about ordering me around!"

"Then what do you mean? Miss Mitsui." Kuriyama Mai put away her smile, placed the pile of information on the table, and asked seriously.

"Literally." Mitsui Kanon seemed to have expected such a reaction from him, her voice was as calm as water.

"This is all the identity information of a neet from birth to present. His name is Yamazaki Hayato. He is 29 years old. Since he has not communicated with the outside world for a long time, no one knows about his sudden death at home..."

"Guest, please take your time." At this time, the waiter wearing a blue and white T-shirt brought their drinks.

"Thank you." Mitsui Kanon stirred the coffee with a small spoon, as if deliberately leaving time for him to think.

Kuriyama Mai went through the information just now in his mind again, and this time Mitsui Kanon might have thought of it together with him...

He picked up the ice milk and drank it all in one gulp, then asked her tentatively:

"You mean for me to be him?"

29 years old is almost close to the age of his previous life.

"That's right!" Mitsui Kanon took a sip of coffee, "This identity is very clean. Even within my family, only Xiao An and I know it."

Kuriyama Mai shook his head and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"But he is far less handsome than me. If he shows his driver's license or medical insurance card, some people will question him."

He then pointed to the photo of Hayato Yamazaki on his driver's license. His eyes were dull and his skinny appearance was indeed far different from his.

But Mitsui Kanon chuckled and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes:

"It doesn't matter. These photos were taken of him more than ten years ago. You just need to dress up again to look different from what you look like now."

"After all, the last time this guy went out was ten years ago. His parents died in a car accident, so no one would know him."

"This..." Kuriyama Mai couldn't help but show a surprised expression. It seemed that this guy just got over it in a hurry and didn't think about it at all.

Mitsui Kanon placed the coffee cup lightly on the table and pushed a document in front of him.

"In addition to his identity information, there is also information about a security company registered with his identity."

"70% of the company's shares are anonymously held by a shell company under the name of Koan (Mitsui Kanon's personal maid), while the remaining 30% is owned by Yamazaki Hayato, which is at your discretion."

"She took away 70% of the big money. It's really the style of a big capitalist." Kuriyama Mai complained in his heart and asked:

"What do you want to do by going to all this trouble?"

Mitsui Kanon turned her head slightly to the roadside and sighed softly.

"I need a power that belongs only to me, so I don't want to have anything to do with the Mitsui Group."

Kuriyama Mai was secretly happy that this woman really wanted to go with him, but on the surface he still pretended to be confused and asked:

"Why can't it be a legitimate organization? It has to be so mysterious..."

"Your reminder that day was right." Mitsui Kanon's clear eyes stared over, "If someone hadn't tampered with your rope in advance, how could you have escaped from my grasp that day!"

Hearing her categorical speculation, Kuriyama Mai almost laughed out loud, but he didn't expect that she missed the mark.

"Why are you laughing!" Mitsui Kanon complained angrily, but her fair cheeks were stained with a faint blush, "Do you believe that I can still catch you back now!"

"Sorry." Kuriyama Mai didn't want to argue with her too much. After all, things had already reached this point, and she couldn't possibly take him back.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Just thinking about how you were played by your subordinates that day made me feel very funny. At that time, I didn't expect that someone would insert a dagger..."

The truth will never be known to her.

Mitsui Kanon rolled up the information on the table, lightly tapped the tip of Kuriyama Mai's nose, and said in an unhappy tone:

"Anyway, you just need to raise a team for me. I will naturally order you when needed."

As for how much strength this man could develop, she wasn't very sure, but having another trump card in her hand would be useful.

Moreover, his previous actions against Nakamura also proved his ability.

Mitsui Kanon has recently felt deeply that her second uncle's influence has penetrated into every corner of the group.

Even in the areas that her grandfather authorized her to take charge of, her second uncle can get the information immediately...

Once grandpa's condition takes a turn for the worse, it may be time for him to die.

When she thought of this, Mitsui Kanon put her forehead with one hand and sighed unconsciously.

Seeing the girl lost in thought, Kuriyama Mai winked at her playfully:

"Why do you have to live so tiringly? If another force in your family also has the surname Mitsui, why bother fighting?"

"Isn't it good to be a rich, idle woman?"

Kuriyama Mai had to confirm her determination, which was directly related to his future development prospects.

"I hate anyone riding on me!" Mitsui Kanon's cold face suddenly became determined, and she looked at Kuriyama Mai with disdain.

"This has nothing to do with you, just do it honestly!"

"How could this have nothing to do with me?" Kuriyama Mai put his hand on his chin and looked at her seriously.

"If you don't have a guiding ideology, how can you appeal to get more people? People won't work hard just based on their ability."

"You have to have common ideals, or the same beliefs or goals from top to bottom, so that you can have the strongest combat effectiveness. Of course, if you only need a group of embroidered pillows, just pretend I didn't say that."

"My ideal?" Mitsui Kanon's face looked very impatient, and she couldn't help but play with her smooth black hair with her fingers.

Seeing the girl's irritable look, Kuriyama Mai reminded her:

"To put it simply, if you get all the control of the Mitsui Group, what do you want to do?"

If she doesn't have a clear blueprint, then don't blame him for mixing in private goods. Moreover, confirming it in advance can avoid conflicts between generals and generals in the future to the greatest extent, Kuriyama Mai thought secretly in his heart.

"It's so annoying!" Mitsui Kanon pressed her temples with her hands as if she had a headache, "Anyway, you don't need to worry about these!"

Listening to the girl's almost coquettish tone, Kuriyama Mai shook his head inwardly, but considering that she was only 18 years old, it was quite normal.

"What if I refuse?" Kuriyama Mai looked at her with a smile on his face, trying to see if there was any room for bargaining.

"Refuse? Why do you refuse this opportunity to work for me?"

Mitsui Kanon's thin cherry lips drew an arc of surprise. She never thought that someone would refuse her olive branch.

But her mind was racing rapidly, and a sly smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If you refuse and my second uncle comes to trouble you again, I won't help you~ After all, the last incident was ultimately your fault. If you completely cut off contact with me..."

"And if you have that kind of relationship with Sister Xiaochun, I don't think you would have deliberately reminded me last time because you were afraid of being cheated~"

Listening to her smug tone, Kuriyama Mai only felt that she was a little more cute. Fortunately, she was not hopelessly stupid.
To be continued...