Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 407 Miyano Akemi reappears
  Now that you've been paid, it's time to distribute bonuses based on everyone's efforts.

First of all, Fujiwara Hoshikai himself had the greatest credit and should receive more than half of it. However, thinking that he would still work with these people in the future, Fujiwara decided to divide the 40 yuan into three parts, with % for himself and half for each of the other two people.

Hongzi is not good at using bank cards. The last time we had dinner with her, when she saw herself paying with a credit card, she actually thought it was magic, which was amazing.

A girl living in a metropolis in the 21st century actually doesn’t know what a credit card is. It seems that the life of a witch has made her escape from reality and become a magical existence, especially when the other party talked about something last time she chatted There is a magic faucet in the restroom here. Just put your hand over it and water will come out.
  So in order to prevent the witch lady from blowing up the bank with her fire magic, who couldn't get the money out of the card, I planned to convert her share into cash and send it to her.

At 11:26, there were still more than two hours before the parent-teacher meeting, so there was no need to rush there in person. After buying a hot dog from the street, Fujiwara sat on the bus and ate it while making a call to the VIP hotline of Mitsubishi Bank. , saying that he needs about 3000 million yen in cash urgently.

A gentle and professional voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Mr. Fujiwara. I am Masami Hirota, a specialist at Mitsubishi Bank. Thank you very much for choosing our service. We can help you handle this cash transaction, but Due to the large amounts involved, it may take some time to prepare to ensure safety and accuracy. We will process it as soon as possible, but we hope you can understand."

"Okay, Ms. Hirota. I understand that ensuring safety is very important. Just handle it as soon as possible. I will wait patiently." Fujiwara replied, while being surprised at how Miyano Akemi, who was just a counter clerk in the original work, suddenly became a Are you a VIP hotline specialist?
  The Butterfly Effect?

However, the sudden appearance of Miyano Akemi reminded Fujiwara that he should pay attention to this 'silly woman' who was being taken advantage of and not let her die at the gunpoint of Gin.

"Thank you very much for your understanding, Mr. Fujiwara. In order to better serve you, where do you need to deliver this cash? We can deliver the cash to the location you specify."

"I need to deliver one of the cash to a friend of mine named Koizumi Anko. She has lived in the countryside all year round and is not good at using bank cards, so I plan to send the money in person." Fujiwara explained.

"Understood, Mr. Fujiwara. Please provide Miss Anko's address and we will send the cash to the designated location. Hirota Masami asked carefully
  Fujiwara informed Masami Hirota of Anko’s address and reconfirmed the delivery details.

After ending the call, he continued to enjoy the hot dog in his hand, feeling a little relieved. However, thinking of the upcoming billion-yen bank robbery, Fujiwara thought it was time for him to make plans.

So he turned on his cell phone and dialed Tachibana Maya, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.

"It's me. I need you to follow an employee named Hirota Masami of the Mitsubishi Bank branch in Tamuding for the next period of time. Don't worry about who she gets along with and who she talks to. You just need to tell me the facts about where she went. Of course, if possible, you might be able to put a tracker on her car. Anyway, I need to know where she went."

"Okay." As a servant, all Tachibana Mayo could do was obey.

"That's good. By the way, how much money do you have left that I gave you last time?"

"No, I actually invested in many companies and made a lot of money according to your boss's advice."

In fact, Fujiwara also cares about the life of this subordinate from time to time, and has been thinking of ways to arrange for her to be a bodyguard or secretary by his side, but because there have been so many things recently, he has not thought of how to arrange it.

"That's good. Remember to put on a fake face before taking action and be careful not to leave fingerprints. You are a severely wanted criminal by the police. It will be difficult to handle if you leave traces."

"Thank you, boss, for your concern. I will be careful." Tachibana Maya was a little flattered by the sudden concern, and her tone became awkward.

"That's good, then come on, I'm looking forward to your performance."

After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara leaned his head against the window and swallowed the uneaten hot dog while looking out the window.

Konan High School is located at the junction of the north side of Mihua City and Fuchu City. Many famous figures have been produced here, from Higo Takasuke to Okino Yoko, and the protagonist of Fortress No. 4, another work of Aoyama Okamasa, is also from here. here.

In principle, this area belongs to Rice Flower City, but many of the place names in this area are under the jurisdiction of Fuchu City. Even the traffic police in that area are sent by Fuchu City. Fujiwara witnessed this when he passed by last time. The traffic police chased the speeding offender in Fuchu City, causing a conflict between the two parties.

In another six stops, you should be able to get off near Konan High School. Fujiwara, who was a little bored, took out his mobile phone and played with snakes. As he played with the snake on the screen, he got bigger and bigger, and then a call came and he hit the wall and died.

"Whose phone number is this?"

Fujimoto originally wanted to ignore the unfamiliar number, but seeing the calls coming in one after another, it seemed that as long as he didn't answer, the caller wouldn't give up.

"Hello, I'm Fujiwara, please tell me something."

"You finally answered my call."

When Fujiwara heard it was Xiao Ai's voice, he immediately picked up his phone and looked at the number. He always remembered that Xiao Ai didn't have a mobile phone.

"Is this your phone number, Xiaoai?"

"Ah."

"Oh, that's it. I was a little busy and didn't answer. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, are you busy now?"

Fujiwara heard that Xiao Ai asked him for help, and immediately thought of the parent-teacher meeting.

(Could it be related to this?)

Thinking about this, Fujiwara replied, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ai on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment when she saw the parents of students arriving one after another. Thinking that no one had accompanied her to the parent-teacher conference in the three years of high school, she pursed her lips and then plucked up the courage to say, "Can you Are you coming to attend the parent-teacher meeting of our class? Don’t worry, it won’t take you a long time. It only takes about an hour. Maybe half an hour is enough. And in return, I’ll treat you to a meal or something else. OK"

parent meeting?
  Fujiwara didn't expect that Xiao Ai really called him about this matter, but he clearly promised to come over to give birth to Tong and he would go there to participate. Could it be that there was also an information gap between the sisters?

I saw that it was only two stops away from Konan High School and could be there in about fifteen minutes.

Thinking that teasing would lead to love, Fujiwara changed his tone and sighed, "What a coincidence, I have a meeting at the company today."

Seeing that Fujiwara was about to cry because of the incident, she rubbed her red eyes and pretended to smile calmly, "It's okay. In fact, it doesn't matter if no one comes. It was like this before anyway. It doesn't matter if no one comes. , the teacher probably doesn’t care much, it’s just a symbolic parent-teacher meeting anyway.”

"Feel sorry.."

"It's okay. It's not Fujiwara's fault. Sometimes it's good to be alone. You don't have to worry about your parents knowing about your stupid things at school. Hahaha. If it's okay, then you can go and do your work. I'm going back too."

"Well, goodbye." Fujiwara calmly hung up the phone, but he began to wonder about what Ai had just said.

No one came to her parent-teacher conference in three years of high school? Impossible, right?

(End of this chapter)