Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 593 Takeda Luo

Poor Xiao Fengjian spent another nine-to-five working day working overtime.

Most of the colleagues around him have already entered the active camp. Even the new girl who came before has found a boyfriend. He is the only one... He is the only one who is still alone, and he sits lonely at his desk and works overtime. .

There is nowhere to express the depression in my heart, and I cannot tell anyone about the pressure at work.

However, Feng Jianyu also thinks that he is already considered very good, because the two bosses who are in contact with him and are engaged in special work are more difficult than him.

Kazami Yuya sometimes thinks from the perspective of Mr. Furitani or Mr. Asano, but no matter how he guesses, he can't seem to actually experience their true feelings.

When you have to leave your past life behind and instead accept and integrate into a new group, all your social contacts, friends, and family members will become your enemies; when all seemingly well-intentioned conversations are actually approaches with malicious intent; When you have done all the things that you despised in the past; when you find that you and the people you hate actually just have different positions, can you still insist that your true heart has not changed?

So, the undercovers are really some very, very great people!

As he was thinking about it, Mr. Asano's name suddenly appeared in front of Kazami Yuya's eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was delusional.

However, those four words were still lying quietly on the computer screen, behind which was his mailbox.

Mr. Asano sent him an email.

Kazami Yuya immediately corrected his attitude and opened the email seriously.

The content of the email is very simple, with only one sentence: [Investigate Mescal, I need all his information. 】

Several question marks popped up in Kazami Yuya's head. He turned over the email several times to make sure that the sender was indeed Asano Nobushige and not Furitanani Rei.

But why does Mr. Asano want to investigate himself?

After the housekeeper led Xinfan to the door of the study, he stopped. He knocked on the door and signaled to Nobuhiro that he could go in.

The solid wooden door to the study room was unlocked and opened with a gentle push. A damp and decaying smell hit my face, completely different from the smell of gold and coffee outside.

Xinfan stepped in, and the butler immediately helped him close the door "considerately".

The study is so big that a pair of eyes cannot fit in it.

The first thing you notice is a huge 180-degree floor-to-ceiling window, but most of it is covered by thick curtains. Opposite the window is a front bookcase that towers into the ceiling.

The height of the study room is not as high as that of the Kudo family, but it is still spacious enough. The collection of books is so large that a person like Nobuhiro, who loves to read, will never be able to finish it all in his lifetime.

So Nobuhiro couldn't find the location of the owner of the villa for a long time after entering the door.

Until someone spoke first: "Are you Mezcal?"

Nobushige was stunned.

Because this voice was not the old voice he imagined. On the contrary, it was very young, and seemed to come from a young man in his late teens or 20s.

Nobuhiro looked away and saw a figure sitting on the sofa with his back facing him, seemingly smoking a hookah.

"It's me." Xinfan responded, "So what do you want from me?"

The man did not answer his question, but laughed loudly: "I think your organization is really interesting, and it will be over one day!"

Nobuhiro frowned slightly.

There is nothing wrong with cursing the organization in front of him, a senior member of the organization. It's not that no one has done it before, it's just that no one is alive. But the problem is that the other party's attitude seems very normal, and he doesn't think it's anything at all.

Who gave him the confidence?

The figure sitting on the sofa slowly stood up, turned around, and revealed his front to Nobuhiro.

Just as Nobuhiro had guessed before, it was a very young face, surprisingly young.

He is twenty, no, is he really an adult?

Compared with Nobushige, the appearance of the boy in front of him is more in line with the public's aesthetics. His face is delicate and delicate, his body is strong and tall, and his clear eyes are as shiny as glass.

He was wearing a beige suit with exquisite workmanship and a diamond jewelry on the collar. The whole body has a gentle and noble temperament, just like an aristocratic boy from the 16th century who stepped out of an oil painting.

Nobushige thought that if he were a woman, she would probably feel maternal love for him.

But he is Mescal after all, so even though he is admiring the other person's appearance and temperament in his heart, on the surface he is still serious and cold.

The young man smiled at him, and then said: "This is the first time we meet, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Takeda Luo, you may have heard of this name."

Takeda Raku.

The name is indeed familiar, but it has nothing to do with the organization.

Nobushige remembered that he had seen "Takeda Raku" in the newspaper. He was the sole heir of the Takeda Foundation. He heard that he had just graduated from college this year, that is... twenty-two years old.

Although the Takeda Consortium is not as powerful as the Suzuki Consortium, it still holds a pivotal position in the Japanese business community. Especially the heir named Takeda Luo. I heard that he obtained a double degree from a prestigious American university at a young age and decided to return to China this year to gradually take over the family affairs.

I didn’t expect that such a huge consortium would have such in-depth cooperation with the organization.

However, Nobuhiro still has doubts that remain unanswered. He remembered that what Gin said to him at that time was that someone wanted to see him. Nobushige once took that man as a matter of course as the master in the housekeeper's mouth, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"So, Mr. Takeda Luo, what do you want from me?" Nobushige repeated his question.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Nothing, I just want to see what Mescal looks like."

"So are you satisfied now?"

"I'm satisfied." Takeda Raku walked up to Nobuhiro, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him, "You are welcome to contact me at any time. In fact, I am quite curious about you."

Nobuhiro didn't answer.

Takeda Luo didn't mind at all. He took the business card back very naturally, as if nothing happened.

"You don't have to be so wary of me." Takeda Luo smiled gently, "I think we will meet again soon, and then..."

"You are Mr. Koji Takeda, right?" Nobushige suddenly interrupted him.

Takeda Luo was stunned: "Takeda Koji is my grandfather, he passed away many years ago."

Nobuhiro nodded and said, "I see, I've never heard of it before."

After that, he glanced at the time on his phone and excused himself, saying that he had other things to do next.

This trip was worthwhile. Not only did he know about the dark dealings between the Takeda family and the organization, but he also learned something more important. He also discovered that a certain artificial intelligence was not only not destroyed, but was very likely to stick to him.

Takeda Rakuyu, "The Best Young Tamer in the World" makes a friendly guest appearance~

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