I haven't been a boss for many years

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"Included was an assault on a minor."

Masada Hideo raised the ID and put it back on his chest.

A subordinate showed the arrest document and said aloud, "Mr. Kondo, please follow us back to the police station for investigation."

"I...I...I didn't..."

Masahiko Kondo moved his mouth.

A girl in a white T-shirt, blue jeans, fair skin, sweet appearance, and glowing eyes got up and stood in front of the bed, opened her arms, and shouted unflinchingly: "Officer, he is still in the hospital and needs to be hospitalized." receive treatment."

"Miss Nakamori."

"Your courage amazes me." Hideo Masada took a newspaper from his subordinate and handed it forward, "However, you certainly didn't read the morning newspaper."

"If you read the photos above, I think you should know that criminals can only enjoy treatment in controlled hospitals."

Nakamori Akina's beautiful peach blossom eyes, long and narrow eyelashes, and rewritten eyebrows, are sweet and have a sense of protection that makes people want to protect.

Inspire the sensibility of people's desire to protect from the heart.

The girl known as "the original singer", the most popular Japanese queen in the 80s.

Akina Nakamori is a memory that will never be forgotten by a generation.

She is also Kondo Masahiko's girlfriend.

When faced with her boyfriend's cheating, disfigurement, and career changes, she still believed that her boyfriend was persecuted by the gang, so she chose to trust her boyfriend first.

Help your boyfriend through a difficult time.

No matter whether she has doubts in her heart or not, she will stand firmly by her boyfriend's side in the most difficult time, so that he has the pillars to survive.

The news in the newspaper, like the last straw, crushed all the strength of the girl.

Masada Hideo sighed and ordered: "Let the hospital prepare the ambulance and push the person away with the bed. Next, let him be interrogated on the bed."

"Fortunately, it's not a serious injury. It's just a minor injury on the face. If it's stitched up, it won't be a serious problem. Anyway, I won't need this face in the future."

Masada Hideo didn't show any mercy in his tone: "It's really cheap for you to take advantage of the whole face."

The Japanese media published the news of Masahiko Kondo's suspected sexual assault case, and the once most popular male idol became the target of criticism.

Victims one after another reported to the police, more than 21 people called the police, including call girls who wanted to pay compensation.

Nice Office formally apologized to the public, saying that it has terminated the contract with Masahiko Kondo, discarded the "assets" that had become "liabilities", and minimized the company's losses.

He also promised that in the name of the company, he would be compensated for the injury, but he had to wait until the court pronounced the verdict and the police announced the whole story of the case.

In the evening, the six-hour interrogation ended, and doctors and police officers sent the prisoner back to the controlled hospital.

Due to the influence of the case, the reputation of the criminal, and the perspective of humanity...

The means of treatment still need to be given.

In the middle of the night, at [-]:[-] in the morning, Masahiko Kondo was lying in the controlled ward, sleeping drowsily, with thin sweat appearing on his forehead, and it was obvious that he was under great mental pressure.

Couldn't even sleep well.

"Clang clang."

The iron door of the ward was suddenly opened.

Masahiko Kondo opened his eyes in a panic, and saw a figure wearing a mask and holding a dagger staring at him.

"Who?"

Kondo Masahiko shouted.

The killer from Sumiyoshikai sneered, stepped forward to straighten his leg, took out a handcuff and handcuffed it, and then leaned the other leg against the foot of the bed on the right.

In addition, his hands were handcuffed at the head of the bed, and the most popular male star was handcuffed by his limbs, lying on the bed sprawled, writhing his body and began to struggle.

The killer didn't have any extra words, he was very professional and just slashed: "Pfft!"

The blade was inserted between the legs, a bright red began to spread, the room was filled with the smell of urine, a section of tissue was severed, and had to be cut with the blade.

"what!"

"what……"

Crazy, painful screams echoed.

The man who once stood in the position of the perpetrator, enjoying the sound of pain, experienced the feeling of true helplessness for the first time.

"The president said that you have offended too many people and caused too much loss to the company. You must not end well. However, the case has attracted great attention from the people and you cannot be killed directly."

"I hope this lesson will satisfy all parties and you will remember it forever."

The killer picked up a bloody bead on the ground, chuckled, and stepped into the darkness to leave.

All the way was smooth, as if no one was guarding him in the hospital, just like the hotel room that Masahiko Kondo once entered and exited, unimpeded.

This bead, which had been stained with the blood of many women, was stained with his own blood for the first time.

Chapter 671 Customs Controversy

the next day.

night.

Dream Paradise Nightclub.

Azu stood at the door of the toilet, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, and asked aloud, "What's the background of that pretty girl?"

at the bar.

Akina Nakamori was wearing a white T-shirt, with a cocktail glass in front of her, with reddish cheeks and sad eyes.

She was the only guest in the entire nightclub, and it was the first time Azu saw a woman who could spend 500 million yen to book a room for a day.

A younger brother stood by and shouted exaggeratedly: "Boss, Akina Nakamori, you don't even know her? She sang "1/2のMyth", "Forbidden Zone", and "Enthusiasm"."

Azu took a sip of wine: "The real person is more beautiful than the poster, I almost didn't recognize it, it seems to be Masahiko Kondo's girlfriend?"

"Correct."

The younger brother nodded: "It's interesting to come to our venue to heal your wounds!"

Azu smiled and shook the wine: "This woman is difficult to deal with. She is more famous than Masahiko Kondo, and she seems to be standing out for men."

"Call Big Brother."

The younger brother nodded: "Understood, Brother Zu."

Datou was patrolling in a game arcade, his expression changed when he received a call, he found a corner and dialed the phone to Heyi Longtou.

Two 10 minutes later.

A Mercedes was parked at the entrance of the nightclub. Zhang Guobin was wearing a black suit and a windbreaker. With crisp steps, he led five subordinates into the venue.

When he came to the bar, his body felt a little cold. He took off his coat and sat down at the bar counter. He put the windbreaker on the girl's shoulders and said loudly, "Miss Nakamori."

Akina Nakamori pulled the clothes on her shoulders and exhaled, "Thank you."

"The air conditioner in the venue is cold, and there are no guests at night, Azu, turn up the air conditioner by three degrees." Zhang Guobin raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and someone immediately responded, "Yes, Mr. Zhang!"

The bartender wiped the glass, bowed and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what would you like to drink?"

"Whiskey on the rocks." Zhang Guobin smiled, turned to Akina Nakamori and said, "I've heard Ms. Nakamori's songs, and I've also worked in the entertainment industry."

"Many of my artists are fans of Ms. Nakamori. With Nakamori's influence in the East Asian music scene, it is my honor to come to my place to drink."

"If Miss Nakamori just wants to have a drink, I'll treat you tonight. If Miss Nakamori has anything to ask me, please be direct."

There was light in Zhang Guobin's starry eyes, and his words were full of gentlemanly demeanor: "I am a straightforward person, especially with women, sorry."

Akina Nakamori took a deep breath, raised her eyes and looked at him with a trace of hostility, and more pleading: "Mr. Zhang, I want you to let Kondo go."

"Kondo is just a singer, insignificant to you, as long as you show your respect, I can cooperate with your company to hold concerts abroad."

"Although I don't know how much money I can earn abroad, the compensation for me and the brokerage company is borne by me alone."

Zhang Guobin took out a cigar in his arms, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and raised the wine glass that was just delivered on the table: "Miss Zhongmori."

"This is a toast to your true love."

He took a sip, shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and sighed again: "However, don't leave the truth to those who betray you. You should have read the gossip about Kondo's derailment. Even if you really don't care, you should think about those women who were victimized."

"It's not a good person to be a bad person who is used by people with a heart."

Akina Nakamori has beautiful eyes and big waves, even if she is not on the stage, she is very beautiful. This kind of pure beauty is very rare, especially in the big dye vats of the entertainment industry.

It can be seen that Ms. Nakamori is not necessarily a fool, but there must be a bottom line in her heart, a pure land.

"So, those are real?" Her lips trembled slightly.

Zhang Guobin nodded: "I never target him alone, let alone push him, trying to ruin his reputation. I also have my own character."

"I can't see men doing things in a humble way. Man, man, these six words are faith. From ancient times to the present, man has paid a lot for the six words. I respect my identity and gender, and I hope others will respect it. "

Akina Nakamori lowered her head, already believing the truth in her heart, because the other party didn't need to lie to her at all, and didn't even make any excessive requests.

"Beep beep."

In the night show, the big brother's notification tone was very abrupt, a younger brother grabbed the phone and had to come forward and said: "Bingge, it's a domestic call."

"it is good."

Zhang Guobin nodded slightly, took another sip of whiskey, withdrew his hand from the table, stood up from the high stool, and said softly, "Sorry, the company has something to deal with."

"Miss Nakamori continues to drink, I invite you tonight, it's a little sympathy as a fan."

Akina Nakamori did not respond.

"By the way, I used to like you very much. I didn't expect that real people are better than TV. If you want to change companies, or come to Xiangjiang to develop, call me."

He made a phone call gesture, turned and left with a smile on his face.

Nakamori Akina looked at his back with calm eyes.

As the original singer, she has seen too many faces of big bosses and big entrepreneurs, but she has always been able to do a job with ease when she is popular.

Received training as an artist since childhood, and also cultivated a good dancer with long sleeves. For Zhang Guobin's courteous and thoughtful, gentle and gentle, he was both surprised and reasonable.

Those words also reduced the hostility in her heart a lot.

If the case is true, Masahiko Kondo will have to suffer all the consequences. A man should respect his own gender. A man should be a man, and a woman should be a virtuous wife.

After Zhang Guobin took people out of the bar, Akina Nakamori realized it later, looked down at the windbreaker on his shoulders, and there was a scent of cigars coming from the collar...

"Brother Zu, the boss didn't swallow the beautiful girl who came to your door. It's a bit boring." At the door of the toilet, a young man was smoking a cigarette, shaking his legs, and holding a comic book in his hand.

Azu slapped him on the head, jumped up and cursed: "You know what, famous dishes, of course you have to taste slowly, chew slowly, understand?"

"Take it as pork chops, eat it in 10 minutes, wipe your mouth and leave. The boss has never played with a female star, so you have to pay attention to demeanor."

The younger brother covered his head with a comic book, and squatted down to avoid it: "I see, it's like wearing a breast scarf when eating steak."

Inside the Mercedes-Benz, Zhang Guobin raised his legs, answered the phone, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Boss." Chen Ji sat on a bench in a cubicle in a warehouse, watching the TV screen.

"Last night, the General Administration of Customs conducted an anti-smuggling operation and seized a batch of daily chemical raw materials at the Kwai Chung pier."

Zhang Guobin's expression changed, his eyes were sharp.

"Boss Shen's goods?"

Chen Ji said aloud: "I use a cruise ship registered in Panama, which belongs to a French shipping company, but judging from the voyage route and cargo, there is a high probability that it is Shen Xin's cargo."

"It turns out that Shen Xin gave up the raw material smuggling business with us because he wanted to open up a line by himself. Boss Shen is really a determined person."

Zhang Guobin sighed: "The other party has a good time with us. If we don't leave our line, we don't need to go to war for a gray business."

"So be it!"

Chen Ji said: "However, this batch of goods was seized by Gao Xiang, the chief supervisor of the customs, with a total of more than 500 tons. Now there are rumors in the world that we and Yihai are doing business."

Zhang Guobin frowned, feeling that something was wrong: "I'll contact Shangguan Gao Xiang immediately."

"it is good."

Chen Ji replied out loud.

Zhang Guobin leaned on the car seat, thought for a moment, and said aloud: "Target boy, book the earliest ticket and inform the brothers to prepare to return to Hong Kong."