On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the neon people call it "New Year's Eve", and on New Year's Eve, they pray to the gods to send away the troubled old year and usher in a beautiful new year, which is called "Chuyi".

At midnight on Chinese New Year's Eve, the bells of various urban and rural temples are struck 108 times to ward off evil, and the neon people sit quietly to listen to the "New Year's Bell", and the stop of the bell means the arrival of the new year.

People leave their seats and go to bed, hoping for a good night's sleep.

The New Year is different in every place, and neon does not have a Spring Festival.

In order to buy New Year's goods, Fujiwara reduced the speed of the car for the rest of his life.

However, there are no good department stores in the vicinity, so I can observe while walking slowly.

"The New Year's flavor here is still okay, and there is no such strong New Year's flavor in Huaguo. Fujiwara Yusheng looked at the passers-by and shop owners who were dressed in red and said hello to each other, and sighed with emotion.

Cities in China have banned even fireworks.

"Really?" Gray

Hara lay on the car door curiously, swaggering like this, Fujiwara didn't even close the convertible for the rest of his life.

After all, Gin will definitely not notice them when he is busy, and besides, there are a lot of luxury cars on the street now, and they all go to one place.

"Why did they all go to the cup house in front of them? Gray Yuan's eyes flickered, the haze in his heart became less and less, and he became more and more interested in the things around him.

"Since Shiho is interested, let's go and have a look.

Fujiwara Yusheng turned the car around and followed the car in front of him to the Kakudo Hotel.

"That's a lot of people. "

Far away, there were patches of white light at the door of the hotel, which were flashes for taking pictures.

Since it's a newspaper, let's walk over with Gray Yuanai, if you drive over and get out of the car, you will definitely be seen by reporters.

After all, this Ferrari is also a status symbol, and it is estimated that those reporters will take pictures, so in order to prevent her from appearing, they parked the car in a distant hotel, and then paid the parking fee, and the two walked to the Cup Restaurant.

As soon as I arrived at the periphery, a red Porsche whizzed past and stopped at the door of the hotel in front of me, causing a burst of exclamations.

As it approached, Fujiwara Yusheng saw a banner hanging on top of the Kakudo Hotel

- World Art Award Commemoration.

I really can't remember the rest of Fujiwara's life.

"Eh, I saw Kudo. "

Where?"

Gray Yuan pointed to Fujiwara Yusheng to the small man in front of him, and he also wore a small suit.

Good guys, this must be the plot.... Fujiwara was speechless for the rest of his life, how could he encounter this god of death anywhere.

They just came home, why are they here again.

Fujiwara looked at the back that seemed to have a halo without love, wondering whether to stay away from them.

"This art flower show, I remember it was very interesting, and some of the techniques used chemical reactions, which was kind of interesting. Gray

Yuanai, who is naturally fond of chemistry, said. Fujiwara Yusheng watched Gray Hara's interest in these things, and his heart was very happy.

At this time, a quarrel broke out at the door of the hotel, and an uncle in a suit, with his hair combed shiny, and I don't know how much mousse he had beaten, was arguing with the greeting waiter.

The man shouted, "I'm Maori Kogoro, but someone invited me tonight!"

Although it was a little embarrassing, it was very useful, and Fujiwara knew it for the rest of his life, so it was no wonder that he saw them here, and it was only half a day....

Eventually, a woman dressed in yellow came out to relieve the siege.

Seeing this, Conan and Mori immediately hitchhiked and followed Mori Kogoro in.

"Do you want to go and see

?" "Hmm~ What about Yu Shengjun?" Fujiwara

Yu Sheng responded directly with actions, he put Gray Yuan Ai on the ground, held small hands with big hands, and walked to the welcome waiter at the door step by step.

"Hello, sir, you can't enter without an invitation, please understand!"

The greeter on the left greeted him with a smile, and after being a welcome for so long, the most important thing is to look at people.

The rest of Fujiwara and Gray Plains are worth a lot of money, and the most important thing is the temperament of Fujiwara for the rest of his life, which ordinary people don't have.

The first reason why they pulled Maori Kogoro is that he usually looks like a dick.

But it's also handsome when he's serious, of course, it's a special case.

"Oh, wouldn't it be okay if you were a shareholder of the Kakudo Hotel?" After

staying in Rice Flower Town for so long, it was the first time he had come to the Kabito Hotel in Kakuto Town, but he didn't know why the Kabito Hotel was here, and he felt that he hadn't traveled far today.

I hadn't noticed it before.

"Huh?"

"Such a young shareholder, but today's award ceremony is very important, the two hostesses thought for a moment, "Sir, please come in first, I will find our lobby manager for you later."

Fujiwara bowed his head and entered the hotel.

"Why, he can go in?" protested in a whisper from a passer-by.

The only remaining waiter looked at him and didn't say much.

Inside, it is the best and most atmospheric hotel in Kakuto Town.

It's a pity that this place will be bombed in the future... Fujiwara has some regrets for the rest of his life, and he doesn't know when he will be bombed.

After a while, the head of their department rushed over, "Hello, sir!"

The person who came was sweating profusely, no matter how tired he was from running, he bowed first and then said, and Fujiwara nodded in return.

"Please come with me, sir. "

In a side hall next to it, the decoration is magnificent, three rooms, and the middle room.

The minister brought the two inside, and sat down in front of a woman with glasses, who very warmly invited Fujiwara to sit down.

"As far as I know, we don't seem to have such a young shareholder, sir..."

Fujiwara took a sip of hot tea and was very satisfied with the service here, at least he didn't come up and looked down on people first.

"My surname is Fujiwara, a friend of your second lady of the Suzuki Foundation. "

It's... The woman was confused, so she dialed the phone of her boss and asked all the way, only to be stabbed to Sonoko Suzuki.

After returning from the snow-capped mountains, Suzuki Sonoko came directly to the Cup Hotel to enjoy life, which is their family's property.

Knowing that Fujiwara was stopped on the first floor for the rest of her life, she was so angry that she jumped out of the hot spring, cleaned up in a few minutes, and took the elevator directly to the first floor to pick up people.

"Fujiwara-kun, you're here. Knowing that Fujiwara already has a heart for the rest of her life, she is not delusional, so she no longer calls so close.

But the necessary friendship is still required, so she has been very enthusiastic from beginning to end, of course, seeing handsome guys, pleasing and pleasing to the eye, why blackface.

"Garden, you dislike me, and call me that. Fujiwara pretended to be speechless for the rest of his life, and at a glance, he didn't like much about the people in the protagonist group, but he definitely didn't hate it, there is no absolute thing in this world.

And being with them is always good, so why not.

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