noffsinger Chapter 542: Working with You, I Feel at Peace
Chapter 542: Working with You, I Feel at Peace
"Huh... To be honest, I feel much more at ease with Miss Lin here."
Shen Qingzhu slumped down on the sofa carelessly, his muscular body squeezing the leather sofa so hard that it was deformed.
The fearful life he had lived in the past two months had exhausted him both physically and mentally, and the heavy dark circles under his eyes looked like two panda eyes.
Lin Ye'er was proficient in Japanese, so he no longer had to stare blankly at the chattering Japanese language.
The pressure on my shoulders suddenly eased, and I felt relaxed all over.
Lin Ye'er sat elegantly on the single sofa opposite him, with her hands folded on her knees and a serious expression.
"Team Leader Shen, I came to Osaka this time mainly to understand the situation here."
"You know, things have been a bit turbulent in Takama-ga-hara lately..." She paused, her tone becoming more serious.
"I need information about the Samukawa family's deployment in Osaka."
Shen Qingzhu was stunned for a moment and scratched the back of his head, "Hanchuan family?"
"I haven't heard of it... The family power in Osaka is complicated and I don't fully understand it."
"But don't worry, Miss Lin, I will fully cooperate with you!"
He patted his chest and made the promise, full of confidence, but he couldn't hide a trace of guilt.
Lin Ye'er frowned slightly, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through his disguise.
"Team Leader Shen, you've worked hard recently. However, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take care of the Black Killing Group's affairs in the future."
"Of course I should, of course I should!" Shen Qingzhu nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.
Lin Ye'er changed the subject and said, "By the way, Team Leader Shen, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Black Wutong Club and have a seat."
"And learn some Japanese, so I don't end up being a 'dumb leader'."
The corners of her mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc, and there was a hint of ridicule in her tone.
Shen Qingzhu's old face flushed, and he smiled awkwardly, "Yes, yes, Miss Lin is right, I'll go right away."
He muttered to himself: Going to the Black Sycamore Club to learn Japanese?
I feel like this is more like going to...
Chic?
The two chatted in the room for a while, and Lin Ye'er stood up and prepared to leave.
"Team Leader Shen, let's stop here today. I still have things to take care of."
Shen Qingzhu quickly stood up and said, "Goodbye, Miss Lin."
The door closed, Shen Qingzhu returned to the room and looked at the unopened bottle of red wine on the table.
He walked to the carpet, squatted down, and gently lifted a corner...
Shen Qingzhu and Lin Ye'er pushed the door open and walked out, the air was filled with the faint aroma of red wine.
The two members of the Black Killer Team guarding the door were obviously stunned for a moment.
Their eyes were filled with confusion as to "Is it over so soon?", but as they were well-trained, they just bowed slightly without asking any further questions.
Shen Qingzhu waved his hand and said, "Miss Ye'er and Mr. Yugong are honored guests. Take them to my office."
The three of them walked towards the office. The members of the Black Killing Team along the way saluted respectfully, but no one dared to look up.
Yu Huiqinggong was amazed: "Team Leader Shen, your prestige is quite impressive. You are simply the leader of the Black Killing Team!"
Shen Qingzhu just smiled faintly, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.
In the office, Shen Qingzhu took out a few sheets of paper from a pile of documents.
Handed it to Lin Ye'er: "Take a look, is this what you want?"
Lin Ye'er took it, took a quick look, and her eyes lit up: "That's it! Team Leader Shen, your efficiency is amazing!"
"Basic exercises, no worries." Shen Qingzhu waved his hand calmly.
Lin Ye'er carefully put the documents away and looked at Shen Qingzhu: "Next..."
[Event occurred]
"Next, when we take action, Team Leader Shen, you can bring the brothers from the Black Killing Group with you. There is strength in numbers!"
Lin Ye'er put the documents away carefully, looked at Shen Qingzhu, opened her red lips slightly, and spoke in a clear and pleasant voice.
Shen Qingzhu was stunned, then scratched his head and smiled innocently: "This... isn't a good idea? What if we alert the enemy..."
"What are you afraid of? We are eradicating the roots!"
Lin Ye'er glared with her beautiful eyes, full of momentum, "By the way, does your Black Killing Group have any... um,"
"Are you talking about some really cool, extraordinary technique? Like... the Huojin Sword or something like that?"
Shen Qingzhu shook his head like a rattle: "Huojin Sword? I've never seen that thing before. But..."
He paused, patting the bulging holster on his waist. "We in the Black Kill Group don't have anything else, but we have plenty of hot weapons! And this..."
He pulled out a gleaming dagger from his bosom. There were faint blood-red patterns on the blade. "Soul-breaking Sword, inherited from my ancestors, can cut through iron like mud!"
Lin Ye'er stared at the dagger, feeling the slight chill coming from it.
He nodded slightly: "Okay, it's better than nothing. But, Team Leader Shen, you have to be careful and don't capsize in the ditch."
"Don't worry, Miss Ye'er, I, Shen Qingzhu, am not a vegetarian!" Shen Qingzhu grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Boom boom boom——"
Lin Ye'er winked at Shen Qingzhu and whispered, "Let me teach you a Japanese word. 'Please come in' is '多ぞ' (dozo)."
Shen Qingzhu cleared his throat and tried to imitate Lin Yeer's pronunciation.
Gathering all his strength, he shouted, "More...more...more...sit?!"
The door opened, and Qian Jiancang poked his head in. He looked at Shen Qingzhu with a puzzled look, then at Lin Ye'er and Yu Huiqinggong.
"Team Leader, what are you doing..." Asaka Kenkura hesitated to speak.
"Oh, Asano Kenkura, you're just in time!"
Shen Qingzhu waved his hand and pointed at Lin Ye'er and Yuhui Qinggong.
In broken Japanese, he said, "Ahem, let me introduce these two... they are our distinguished guests!"
"From now on, you can come and go freely in our Black Killing Group's territory, and no one is allowed to stop you!"
When Asakamura heard this, his eyes widened and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.
He was about to speak to dissuade her, but was stopped by Shen Qingzhu's unquestionable look.
“Hi…Hi…”
Asaka Kencang finally lowered his head and responded twice, but his heart felt like a mixture of all kinds of flavors, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.
"What happened to the Dachang Group? Why did they suddenly bring two outsiders back and say they were distinguished guests? What if something happened?"
Asa Kenkura became more and more uneasy the more he thought about it, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He secretly glanced at Lin Ye'er and wondered in his heart: "Who is this woman...?"
"That... the chief team..." Qian Jiancang spoke hesitantly, but did not dare to look directly at Shen Qingzhu.
"Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating so much?" Shen Qingzhu waved his hand impatiently, as if to shoo away a fly.
Qian Jiancang shrank his neck and asked cautiously: "Dachang Group, these... these two distinguished guests, who are they?"
"Look, our Black Killing Group has strict rules. Outsiders can't come and go as they please..."
"Rules are dead, people are alive!"
Shen Qingzhu slapped the table, shaking the teacup so much that it jumped up.
"Ms. Ye'er and Mr. Amamiya were sent by headquarters, do you understand?"
"Headquarters! From now on, they will be our Black Killer Group's... uh... honorary advisors! Do you understand?"
Qian Jiancang was even more confused. Honorary consultant?
What kind of job is this?
When did the Black Kill Group have this thing?
However, since it was said by the leader, it must be correct!
He nodded and bowed quickly: "Hey! Hey! I understand!"
"Okay, go make some arrangements and send someone to take Miss Ye'er and Mr. Amemiya back."
Shen Qingzhu waved his hand, looking like he was very busy.
"Hi!"
Qian Jiancang took the order and left, but he was even more confused in his heart: "Who are these two people? Why do they deserve such attention from the Dachang Group?"
Under Qian Jiancang's arrangement, Lin Ye'er and Yuhui Qinggong got into a black car and drove away.
Shen Qingzhu stood by the window, watching the car go away, sighed, and rubbed his aching temples.
"Learning Japanese... this is really a century-old problem!"
Meanwhile, Black Sycamore Club.
As soon as Lin Ye'er and Yuhui Qinggong got off the car, they saw a figure rushing towards them.
"Ye'er! Are you okay?"
Yunali hugged Lin Ye'er, her tone full of worry.
"Did Shen Qingzhu do anything to you? Did he..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Lin Ye'er interrupted her quickly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"What are you thinking? Team Leader Shen is a nice guy. We just talked about something."
"Talk about things? A man and a woman alone in a room, just talking about things?"
Yunari looked suspicious and looked Lin Ye'er up and down as if she was checking the goods.
"Are you sure he didn't... uh... take advantage of you?"
"Unspoken rules, you idiot!"
Lin Ye'er knocked Yunali's head in annoyance.
"Do you think everyone is like you, with their heads full of that mess?"
"But...but..." Yunari wanted to say something, but was glared back by Lin Ye'er.
"There's nothing to worry about! Team Leader Shen is a gentleman, you think too much!" Lin Ye'er's tone was firm and no one could question it.
Yunari looked at Lin Ye'er's serious expression, but felt even more uneasy.
"It's over, it's over. Ye'er has completely fallen for him! He's actually still speaking for that guy!"
"Ye'er, listen to me..."
Yunali held Lin Yeer's hand with a serious face.
"No man is good! Especially one who is in a high position and has great power like Shen Qingzhu..."
"It's enough!"
Lin Ye'er shook off Yunali's hand and turned to leave, "I'm tired and need to go back to rest."
Yunari stood there in a daze, looking at Lin Ye'er's receding back, feeling mixed emotions.
"Ye'er, wake up!"
At the same time, in a dark room at the former Will-O-Wu Society headquarters, Mr. Jing was standing respectfully before a man, reporting something...
"Lord Han Sichuan, everything is going according to plan..."