People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Suzuki Jiroyoshi's smile was pure, and Fujiwara hesitated for the rest of his life.

"Sign it, Baili is harmless. Jiroyoshi Suzuki continued to follow the rules.

In fact, it was their Suzuki consortium that took advantage, because what Fujiwara has been doing for the rest of his life is a major event that changes the world pattern.

"Do you want to think about it for some time?" This

gift is more than that of the Sindora Company, and it is Wang Bang! The

first clause in the contract is that 40% of Shiro Suzuki's shares will be given to Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

In disguise, it is equivalent to taking 20% of the total shares of the entire Suzuki consortium resources to make friends with Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

This does not belong to the Fujiwara Foundation, it is completely given to Fujiwara for the rest of his life.

If it weren't for Fujiwara's repeated confirmation, he really thought that Shiro Suzuki and Jiroji Suzuki were crazy.

Why would they dare to do this?

Shiro Suzuki himself owns 50% of the shares, and now 20% is divided, and he himself only has 30 left, and he doesn't even leave a way back for Sonoko Suzuki and Ayako Suzuki.

Trust him a lot.

If he wants to in the future, when the two Suzuki brothers die, he can directly set up these two sisters, and the Suzuki Foundation will also be surnamed Fujiwara in the future.

"I discussed with your Uncle Shi Lang for nearly half a month, during which there was also the participation of Suzuki Sonoko and Suzuki Ayako, and they both agreed. "

Crazy!

This group of entrepreneurs really knows how to catch the wind, and just as he was about to take off, someone immediately predicted that the prophet would come and hug his thigh.

Fujiwara Yusheng was shocked, he really didn't know what this group of people were made of, and they dared to believe him like this.

Anyway, you can't go unaccepted for what you put to your mouth.

It's just a matter of being kind to them in the future, and you can't starve them to death anyway.

"Then, it's too hypocritical for me to say it again, I signed this contract, and I'll talk about other matters later. It

also includes some benefits about Fujiwara for the rest of their lives, which is equivalent to being a family in the future.

The two Suzuki brothers know very well that it is more useful to make friends with Fujiwara Yusheng, an excellent junior, than to make friends with the entire consortium, and the grapevine, after Fujiwara's return, the consortium began to flourish, and all signs indicate that Fujiwara Yusheng is the root of the change in the consortium.

They also want to have a son of Jackie Chan, but unfortunately, the family can only have a daughter.

Not a single boy.

They don't have an heir to the throne at all, and they have to plan for the future, so they should cultivate a solid backing for the two Suzuki sisters.

The reason why this is so nervous is because the 70-year-old Suzuki Jiroji has a sense of urgency, he is old, if he leaves, there will be a younger brother left in the family, and Shiro Suzuki usually does not spend much time with the two children.

So I'm afraid that I will encounter something unfortunate at home in the future.

"The family doesn't talk to each other, in the future, we will be a family, our two daughters, please take care of it. "

Uncle, what are you talking about, don't worry, as long as I'm still here for a day in the future, no one will be able to bully them."

Fujiwara patted his chest and made a vow, thinking of Suzuki Sonoko's boyfriend, that awesome Kyogoku Shin, who has not yet appeared, and he needs to get to know him when the time comes.

After all, he may be his brother-in-law in the future.

"Uncle, do you want to go out for a drink?"

"No, I'm old, and you young people are still energetic, can't compare."

Suzuki Jiroyoshi's face froze, and then as if he remembered something, he hurriedly left.

Fujiwara had some regrets for the rest of his life, taking advantage of such a big advantage from others, and left without eating a meal.

However, I don't know why, Jiroyoshi Suzuki didn't even drink alcohol, and he would have laughed and rushed to the drinking bureau before.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with his body?"

Fujiwara frowned and reasoned, Suzuki Jiroyoshi's words just now and his demeanor and tone were like explaining his last words.

No longer hesitating, I immediately called Sonoko Suzuki.

Suzuki Sonoko didn't expect Fujiwara Yusheng to call her, she was a little surprised: "Fujiwara-kun, my uncle went to the Fujiwara Foundation to find you, have you finished talking

?" "Well, it's done, Sonoko, let me ask you, is your uncle having a physical problem

?" "Ah? Why do you say that?"

"I just invited him to drink and he actually refused!" "

You said this, oh, uncle... He had hemorrhoids.

The corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched, no wonder, it turned out to be like this.

"Alright then, don't bother. "

Uh-huh.

After hanging up, Fujiwara sat in his room, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's getting late.

Gray Plains woke up.

She was led by Nobita Yamaoka to the room where Fujiwara was located.

When she pushed the door and entered, she saw Fujiwara sitting on the sofa, looked at his state curiously, and then closed the door.

Slowly walked in front of him, stared at his posture, and then studied it for a while, and she found that there was an inexplicable feeling of comfort after this posture was placed.

Gradually, the two fell into meditation together.

Night.

Fujiwara was the first to wake up, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and a trace of white mist flashed in his star-like black pupils.

In an instant, the white mist entered through the pupils again.

"Is this probably inward-looking?"

Faintly, a word came to his mind.

Immediately stretched his waist, and the joints of his body crackled, like firecrackers.

The interior of the unlit house was very dim, but strangely, Fujiwara's eyes seemed to be thermal, and he could clearly see the little guy on the ground.

He

stepped aside and turned on the light, and it was Gray Yuan Ai who sat on the ground, dressed in a thin garment, her white neck exposed, a necklace hanging from her neck, and her closed lips shining seductively in the light.

The delicate face is like a fairy who came out of the painting.

It's just that the dress is a little strange, if you change into an ancient costume, you will be a Tianshan Tong grandma alive.

In an instant, Fujiwara lost his mind for the rest of his life.

Gray Plains Mourning is so beautiful.

Fujiwara stayed next to Ash Yuan for the rest of his life, waiting for her to finish cultivating.

The wait lasted until seven o'clock the next morning.

When an orange-red fireball rises from the sea level, people also begin to live at sunrise.

The streets are full of vehicles, crowds, people coming and going, and all kinds of shops are dizzying.

Office workers hurried and hurried, children who went to school ran in the crowd, and those who wore headphones in the morning jogged unhurriedly interspersed in the flow of people.

And Fujiwara also took a nap for the rest of his life, and when he opened his eyes, Ashbara was lying in his arms, cherry mouth snorting, muttering to himself in his dreams.

Fujiwara's cute and cute appearance made Fujiwara smile indulgently, leaned over and kissed her cheek.