"Hey? Shicun? What's the matter?"

Xicheng style answered the phone, without any greetings, and asked straight in one go.

"Ah... there are indeed some things... that's about the lady next to Master Xicheng."

The manager of Ishimura on the other end of the phone quickly responded and answered.

next door...

Xicheng style eyebrows were raised, and after thinking for a moment, he asked:

"You mean Rina?"

"Yes, her father Ichiro Asagawa called me today and said he wanted me to lend him another sum of money, which was about eight million yen."

The voice of Ishimura Literature sounded a little confused: "Because Master Nishiki had ordered before, if Ichiro Asagawa had any movement, I'll report it to you... so I'll hold it down for the time being, look... Should I borrow it or not?"

"No borrowing."

Xichengshi answered without hesitation for a second.

The last time the manager of Ishimura helped Ichiro Asagawa pay back the gambling debt totaled 6 million yen, which is equivalent to the salary of an ordinary white-collar worker in Tokyo for two years.

This time I have to borrow another eight million yen.

Do you really think of yourself as a money printing machine?

Xicheng style does not have the obligation to support a socially disabled person.

"There is nothing else except this?" Xichengshi asked back.

"Well... there is no big problem here at Guangjihui."

"Then I'll hang up." Xichengshi stretched out his hand and was about to hang up the phone. Then he thought about it and added: "Do it well, Shicun, I'm optimistic about you."

After all, Shimura manager is the best tool person at present. It is safer to comfort him or comfort him.

"I, I understand! I will definitely devote my whole life to the Xicheng Master, and my heart will be overwhelmed!"

When the Shicun Manager heard Xicheng-style words, he was excited. He stood up with a slap, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and his face turned red.

Hung up the call.

The manager of Shimura sat down again with satisfaction, full of enthusiasm.

Oh! Sure enough! Master Xicheng regarded me as an intimate follower.

Let’s work harder next, become the number one dog leg, the number one thug of the West City Mage... isn’t that a problem at all, right?

He stretched comfortably.

On the other side, the Xicheng House.

Looking at the call that had been hung up, Xicheng Shi put down her phone and pondered.

It is impossible to borrow money from Asagawa Ichiro... But why did Asagawa Ichiro ask himself if he borrowed 8 million yen?

Is it to pay off the gambling debt?

Or does it have another purpose?

Xicheng style frowned, and he couldn't help but look up at the time.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon now.

According to Rina Asagawa, she should come to visit after school in the afternoon.

Her primary school ended at about 3:40...and then calculate the time she came back, and she would be here at about 4 o'clock.

However, Ichiro Asagawa's inexplicable behavior of borrowing money made Nishiki feel uncomfortable.

This is not very much like paying off gambling debts... Instead, it feels like he is taking a desperate bet and running away after borrowing money.

After thinking for a while, Xicheng style made a decision.

He opened the address book and called Rina Asagawa's cell phone directly.

It doesn’t matter if the other party is in class. Just get a safe news. At worst, I can apologize later.

Such trivial matters are harmless.

"Didn't you answer..."

Xicheng style stared at the communication page for a long time.

Only the blind tone of "beep,beep,beep" can be found in my ears.

call...

Nishichengshi breathed, and he temporarily put down the matter of the God of White Mur, stood up decisively and walked straight to the Asakawa home next door.

Reach your hand.

Ring the doorbell.

The crisp electric bell rang a few times in a lonely voice.

There was no sign of being voiced inside, and there was a sense of indescribable depression.

Is no one at home? Or...?

Xicheng style of mind sinks.

He did not continue to ring the doorbell, he went down the stairs and turned to the door of the rental manager.

He opened his mouth while ringing the doorbell:

"Is the manager Changyuan at home?"

Xicheng Style just waited outside for about a minute. The door opened and a middle-aged and half-bald man walked out of it.

"Ah...it's Xichengjun, is there anything wrong?"

Manager Changyuan was still very impressed by the young man who gave him good wine, and he asked happily.

"I want to ask about the situation of the Asagawa family next door."

Xicheng style quickly organized the language, but before he could finish speaking, the Changyuan manager looked over strangely:

"Asakawa's family? His family is still here to my place to handle the rent-refunding procedures today. The gambling gambler of Ichiro Asakawa said that there were other things in the room, so we can handle it..."

"Refund the lease?" Xichengshi's heart was thrilled.

Ichiro Asagawa was planning to abscond the debt? And he also brought Rina Asagawa with him?... No, Rina Asagawa was very smart.

Moreover, she is obsessed with repaying kindness and returning favors.

She would not do such other things without saying goodbye.

The most important thing is... she also said today that she would come to visit in the afternoon.

"Yes. He said he wanted to take Rina to live in other places, so he went through the procedures for cancellation of the rent... But in fact, there is no rent that can be refunded to him, it is already the end of the year."

The manager of Changyuan still has a good impression of Xicheng style, so he spoke to Xicheng style.

"I want to ask, did Ichiro Asagawa say where they are going?"

Xichengshi was not panicked, he kept calm, and the questions came one after another, which made the Changyuan manager feel a little overwhelmed.

"I haven't said this before." Manager Changyuan shook his head.

"Sorry, Manager Nagagaki, can you tell me the phone number of Ichiro Asagawa? I have something to ask him."

Renting a rental house will definitely leave corresponding personal information with the rental house manager.

This is a very normal thing.

"This is a bit difficult to deal with... Personal privacy is principle and legal matters."

The manager showed a embarrassed look.

After all, Japan is a country that values ​​personal privacy, and there are clear laws that it is not allowed to illegally disclose other people's personal information.

"I'm in trouble, Changyuan Manager."

Xicheng Style took out a white paper bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the other person's hand without changing his face.

Feeling the thickness of the paper bag in his hand, the manager of Changyuan narrowed his eyes: "I thought about it, the laws and principles should also give way to favors... and it is not appropriate to let Rina follow that kind of bastard."

"I'll go in and check the phone number he left behind,"

He nodded vigorously.

"It's trouble."

Xicheng style said without any emotion.

Asakawa Ichiro...

This bastard!

It’s okay if you don’t pay back the money! He even kidnapped his little chef?

Is this trying to murder him?

If it weren't for the food made by Rina Asagawa, his appetite for being raised would not be solved by fast-food bento.

And that bastard... Xichengshi thinks that he wants to do more than this...

No matter what...

After meeting, I gave the other party a severe lesson... This is already a certain fact.

Xicheng style has a steady and dark gaze.
Chapter completed!