Miyashita Naoyuki sounded genuinely anxious over the phone, certainly not faking it. Now that they were strategic partners in embezzling national finances, he obviously couldn't just ignore the situation.
So, having just unbuckled his belt, Miyashita Naoyuki had to abruptly pause, heedless of the astonished stares from the ten young women kneeling around him, he pulled his pants up and stormed out without looking back to bid farewell to Fujimoto Takayoshi.
"Mr. Aoyama, why so quick today?"
"One against ten, as the saying goes, 'Two fists can't beat four hands,' it's tough to fend off ten all alone!"
"Hahaha, well said! Mr. Aoyama should have called us all in to help..."
Seeing Aoyama Xiu Xin return, everyone teased, filling the private room with a cheerful atmosphere.
