Budo Supreme from Conan

"Whatever help you need, for the sake of my daughter, I will help you as long as it's not too much trouble."

Suzuki Shiro's words were full of happiness, probably because he had an extra son-in-law, but these words also fully revealed a message.

I, Shiro Suzuki, am a rich man and a great injustice.

"I would like to ask you to help me register a company. It takes fifteen days or more to register a company in Japan. I don't have that time."

While talking, Jiang Wudao touched the single ponytail on the back of his head. He was still not used to the extra thing.

"Ah, that's it?"

Suzuki Shiro originally thought that Jiang Wudao would make some very excessive request, and he could just deal with it casually for his daughter's sake, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple request.

"Hahaha, of course that's no problem. You just need to tell me the name of the company you want to register and other information that needs to be filled in."

Jiang Wudao came to Suzuki Shiro precisely because he was too lazy to think about this: "I only have one name now, and I only need one name."

Only then did Suzuki Shiro realize that something was wrong. He felt that the person in front of him was here to cause trouble, but he was his daughter's friend, so he shouldn't be?

"Find out. I'm not here to cause trouble. I just don't like thinking about those things. It's too troublesome, and I also want to save time."

The man in front of him was just a young man with whimsical ideas. This was Suzuki Shiro's judgment of Jiang Wudao.

"These things are required, and what kind of drugs do you think Baoai Company will sell as its main products?"

"Something that can cure all diseases and enhance physical fitness."

Haha, he is indeed a young man, it is good to be young. Suzuki Shiro looked at Jiang Wudao with a smile, recalling that he was also so high-spirited when he was young, but he said that he had the Suzuki Consortium behind him and was much stronger than her.

"Go back and think about it carefully, young man. I've seen this happen to you many times. Don't always have your own whims."

At this time, Jiang Wudao had no choice but to take out another piece of steel in desperation. The weight of the steel was very heavy, and it made a loud noise when it hit the ground, successfully attracting the attention of Suzuki Shiro who was about to leave.

"What is this?" He swallowed, feeling that he was in a little danger. This daughter of Suzuki Sonoko really wants to die of filial piety to me.

"This is a piece of steel. I don't think I need to prove its authenticity. The sound just now has already proved it."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wudao used all his strength and hit the steel with a small pink fist. This small hand that looked as soft as a bone gave out huge force and directly smashed the thick steel into pieces.

Got a thin slice.

To be honest, Jiang Wudao had an easier way, which was to punch Suzuki Shirou in the body and feed him the demon blood. The effect would definitely be immediate.

By that time, he will be surprised to find that his body injured by Jiang Wudao has recovered as before, and is even a little healthier.

But this idea can only be thought about. Jiang Wudao is not a bad person. If you beat a person until he is almost dead, and you save him again, do you feel uncomfortable?

So Jiang Wudao chose to use this method, not only to show his strength, but also to make Suzuki Shirou "willingly" listen to him, yes, willingly.

"Oh, as the chairman of Baoai Pharmaceutical Company, I am very optimistic about you, Xisuo Xisuo."

Suzuki Shiro sat back in his seat, don't think too much, he is definitely not a coward, he just saw his youthful figure from Jiang Wudao.

At this time, Suzuki Shiro subconsciously ignored Jiang Wudao's appearance and identity, and placed him on the same level as himself, or even higher.

"Don't be so afraid," Jiang Wudao said what was in his head and then added: "You have to understand that I am a good person, so please come and try our company's medicines."

Then Jiang Wudao took out the monster blood from his personal space. As for whether it would be used up, Jiang Wudao could only answer that the wool comes from the sheep. Even in another world, Jiang Wudao could give it through his mother.

Something to soak up the monster's blood.

"Ah, this," Suzuki Shiro looked at the large black thing in front of him that was constantly squirming. He looked up at Jiang Wudao's small pink fist, swallowed, and forced a smile.

"Hahaha, it is indeed a drug from Bioai Pharmaceutical Company. It is different. It looks strange on the outside, but it is sharp and restrained in the world. All the essence is gathered in the drug."

Jiang Wudao blinked. He really didn't expect that he could praise someone who looked like this, so he took a closer look and still felt that he couldn't appreciate it.

Seeing Jiang Wudao like that, Suzuki Shirou understood that even he himself didn't think this thing was good-looking. Fortunately, Jiang Wudao didn't care about what he said.

"Then what's the use of this thing?"

"Didn't I say it? It cures all diseases and strengthens the body. You will understand if you eat some of it now."

Suzuki Shiro frowned. He didn't dare to eat such a strange thing. But after thinking about it, he decisively chose the latter between dying immediately or losing some health points.

I took the monster blood handed over by Jiang Wudao and reluctantly took a bite. I was surprised to find that this thing had no taste at all.

After a while, he felt that his lumbar disc herniation was healed, his whole body felt refreshed, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and his hands were stronger.

Shiro Suzuki felt like he was back in his twenties and thirties, and his physical condition was surprisingly good.

He immediately understood the great value behind this thing, stood up and said to Jiang Wudao excitedly: "How did you make this thing, and it works so well? There is no need to sell more, we don't even need to flow to the market.

Just sell it to rich people."

This is the case for a businessman. Under the temptation of large amounts of money, he forgot about the power of Jiang Wudao's soft and tender pink fist.

After Jiang Wudao helped him back to the seat, he took a sip of coffee and said lightly: "It's free. But I need funding. I need money to study more things."

All this action was to give Miyano Shiho a place to do research. She seemed to like this feeling very much.

Jiang Wudao couldn't understand it, but it was probably like learning martial arts on his own, with the same approach but the same effect.

"Okay, we promise you, do you have any other requirements?"

Originally, Jiang Wudao planned to tie the Suzuki Consortium and himself together, but after thinking about their limited influence on the black organization, he decided to forget it.

"No... give me a boat ticket, I want to find someone."