Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

Chapter 536 It’s You

Shanghai, Chuanbei Road, Yue Longsha.

February in the south is still inexplicably cold, especially at night.

It was a kind of coldness that stimulated the bones, which could not be blocked even by the thickest clothes.

However, the extremely cold temperature still could not dampen the officers' enthusiasm for Tsukiya Takisa.

It was late at night, and other places would have closed long ago, but this was the time when the atmosphere at Tsukitasa was the most lively.

The receptionist at the door and Yue Longsha's hostess would help the drunk officers out from time to time.

Then at the door they act out a sad drama of being unable to part, inseparable, inseparable, but having to go their separate ways.

There is no way. According to Tsuki Takisa’s rule, members on the first floor are not eligible to take away the girl they like.

These girls have all received professional training and they performed the words "acting according to circumstances" to the fullest, making it difficult to tell what is real.

Of course, the girl might look heartbroken one second, but in the next, she would put on a smiling face.

This is called professionalism...

The black sedan crossed the long street and stopped in the parking lot marked out by Tsukitasa Tsukiya.

Hisasaku Furukawa got out of the car, took two steps at a time, and quickly opened the back door.

Yoshisaburo Yamamoto came down from the back door and looked up at the surrounding environment.

When he saw Yue Longsha's appearance clearly, he felt a little disappointed.

This mysterious club, which was praised to the skies by imperial officials, had an unremarkable decoration in front of its door and seemed no different from an ordinary izakaya.

What secret is there that makes everyone flock to it?

"Let's go and take a look." Yamamoto Yoshisaburo greeted him, and Furukawa Hisasaku walked respectfully beside him to lead the way.

Arriving at Yue Longsha's door, they paused for a moment and then stepped in.

However, before they walked in, the receptionist at the door came up to them and asked respectfully, "Gentlemen, what is your membership number?"

Hisasaku Furukawa said: "I'm sorry, we don't have any members."

The receptionist still smiled and said, "I'm sorry, gentlemen. This is a private club. We only receive members and do not receive foreign guests. Please forgive me, gentlemen."

Having said that, the receptionist politely gestured for you to leave.

Furukawa Hisasaku took out a stack of Japanese yen from his pocket and said, "How much is the membership fee? Let's get one?"

When the receptionist saw Hisasaku Furukawa take out a stack of at least 600 yen, instead of showing any fear or respect, she showed some disdain.

Just a few hundred yen and you want to act like a big shot here? This is Tsukita Kiza. They have seen a mountain of gold made up of five million US dollars.

"You two gentlemen have misunderstood. It's free to become a member here," the receptionist said in a very respectful tone, without any rudeness at all.

Another meaning of not needing money is that money is useless here.

Hisasaku Furukawa's face turned red and he was about to get angry.

Yamamoto Yoshisaburo raised his hand and said, "Miss, we came here so suddenly. We don't know the rules here. I wonder if you can ask your manager to come out so I can talk to her."

The receptionist at the door was naturally well-informed. Seeing Yamamoto Yoshisaburo's dress and his aura, he was probably sure that this man must be of some importance, otherwise he would not have been able to remain so calm after being rejected.

Such a person is certainly not someone a mere receptionist could afford to offend.

"Okay, I'll go pass the message on. Please wait a moment."

After waiting for less than five minutes, the receptionist came back with Kawada Sakurako.

The moment he saw Sakurako Kawada, Yoshisaburo Yamamoto's expression changed immediately. This was a woman completely different from the traditional Japanese woman.

She was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath. Her facial features were extremely delicate, and she had long hair draped over her shoulders. She seemed to be carrying a gust of wind when she walked.

I don’t know why, but the first time you see her, you will feel that she has an inexplicable sense of decisiveness.

However, when Sakurako Kawada saw Yoshisaburo Yamamoto for the first time, she was a little surprised, as if she didn't expect this person to appear here.

"Mr. Yamamoto, I'm sorry, you are not a member of Tsukitasa, so we cannot entertain you."

Yamamoto Kichisaburo and Furukawa Hisasaku looked at each other, both of them were a little surprised.

This was definitely their first time at Tsukitakisa, and they had never seen the person in charge before, but the other party recognized them at a glance.

What is even more incredible is that they recognized them and refused to serve them.

Doesn't she know that he is a director of the Black Dragon Society and one of the candidates for the future president of the Black Dragon Society?

"Miss, you seem to know our identities?"

Kawada Sakurako did not give a direct answer but said calmly: "Mr. Yamamoto, this is not Japan. Tsukio Takisa has its own rules. Only members can enjoy Tsukio Takisa's services."

"Apart from members, we will not receive even the Black Dragon Society's directors or even the Black Dragon Society's president."

"You two, please go back."

When Furukawa Hisasaku heard this, his face turned pale and he blurted out "Baka".

But Yoshisaburo Yamamoto was just the opposite. He looked at Sakurako Kawada with an expression full of admiration and even an undisguised possessiveness.

"Okay, although it's a bit disappointing, there's a Chinese saying that's right. Go into a house to greet people, go into a temple to worship gods, each line has its own rules, and I have to respect your rules, Furukawa-kun, let's go back."

Yoshisaburo Yamamoto behaved like a gentleman.

Kawada Sakurako bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, I am very sorry for giving you two a bad experience. I hope I can have the opportunity to serve you next time."

Yamamoto Yoshisaburo grinned and said, "Don't worry, we will meet again, so there will definitely be such an opportunity."

"By the way, miss, I have something else I need you to pass on to your boss."

As he spoke, Yoshisaburo Yamamoto took out a peculiarly shaped wooden bead necklace from his arms, with a brocade bag hanging at the bottom of the necklace.

Sakurako Kawada took the thing from the other person with a smile, and by the time the other person turned around, her hands were so clenched that veins were bulging.

This kind of wooden beads are rare. They are prepared by the monks in the temple specifically for the guests who come to worship.

There is a amulet in the bag below.

Others may not know this thing, but Sakurako Kawada knows it very well. It is Junko Ikegami's personal belongings.

Yamamoto Yoshisaburo gave this thing to her, obviously to tell her that Junko was no longer there.

Shanghai, Xilin South Road, Chen Mansion.

It was almost dawn when I received the call from Sakurako Kawada.

After listening to this, Chen Yang didn't say anything, but just said, "Just follow the rules."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and the smoke rose into the air and slowly dissipated.

Chen Yang looked at the dark night view outside the window and murmured, "Since you like this place so much, then stay and don't leave."

"This place in Shanghai has good feng shui, it's quite suitable for burying people..."