"This is Mr. Hiroki Akita, Deputy Director of the Japanese Foreign Affairs Department."

"Hello, welcome Mr. Akita's grand tour."

"This is Miss Tanaka, the representative of the Japanese Foreign Ministry."

"Hello, welcome to Miss Kiko."

"This one is..."

At this time, in the VIP room on the first floor of the Miracle Hotel, there were crowds of people. Representatives from Japan, senior executives of Wanlan Home, and relevant personnel from the Xiangjiang government all shook hands and greeted them under the introduction of the entourage.

"Hello Miss Murong. I have heard that there is a world's number one hotel on Miracle Island, but I have never been able to visit it. I didn't expect to come here to visit under such circumstances. I am extremely sorry for this."

Listening to the old man in front of him, although he spoke very beautifully, when he thought of their purpose, Murong Wan was as awkward as eating a fly.

There were still many people around him watching, and Murong Wan could only smile dryly and said, "Yes, I feel very sorry."

Under the arrangement of the staff, after sitting down according to the primary and secondary levels, the representative of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Tanaka Kiko, said first: "Hello, Ms. Murong, your company's private excavation of Qingcheng Mountain treasure without approval will not be investigated after our ceremonial decision. However, we hope that you can return this batch of treasures immediately and assist us in transporting them back to Japan."

As the woman spoke, as soon as the atmosphere in the conference room dropped to freezing point, everyone held their breath and wanted to hear what Murong Wan answered.

Murong Wan, who was sitting in the head, took a document from the secretary beside her, opened it and looked carefully, and then returned it to the secretary.

The secretary stood up, with a formulaic smile on his face, and walked towards the deputy director of the Japanese Foreign Affairs Department with a big back.

"Mr. Akita, these are the procedures for our company staff to purchase Qingchengshan plots a few years ago. Please take a look first."

"Under the Japanese Property Law, the items excavated by our company on private land belong to private ownership. The Japanese government has no right to interfere and has no right to enjoy the ownership of this batch of treasures."

The deputy director, Akita Hongguang, did not read the land property certificate at all, and even disdained what Murong Wan said, and said in an official voice: "The relevant Japanese government did not notify the relevant Japanese government to report when this batch of treasures was unearthed. In other words, we have reason to believe that you were digging privately and stole this batch of treasures through improper means."

The conference room was full of representatives from Xiangjiang and important figures of Wanlan House. Now they were slandered as "thieves" in person. Murong Wan's face turned red with anger and said angrily: "When the hotel opened in 2013, our chairman announced the ownership of the treasures in public. Why didn't you come to Japan to ask for it at that time, rather than waiting until today?"

"This involves a series of formalities, and I did not hold a position in the Foreign Affairs Department at that time, so I cannot answer this question."

In fact, everyone knows why it is clear that on the day when "that person" is there, the Japanese government will not dare to come and ask for any treasure unless it is beaten to death.

Now there is no "that person" that has caused trouble, and even the Yuanshan Group in Brazil has changed hands, so the Japanese government will certainly dare to come to ask for it directly.

Murong Wan also said it in a furious manner. The key to the matter now is not those. What procedures and reports are, after all, they are not as strong as others, and they are forced to do it.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "We are not allowed to agree to your conditions. Those treasures require the authorization of our chairman. No one else, including me, has the right to agree to your request."

Hearing the words "Chairman" in her mouth, Akita Hongguang leaned back and asked with his eyes narrowed, "Oh, I don't know when Chairman Fang will come back. I've heard of his wisdom for a long time, but unfortunately I've never been able to see him."

Murong Wan really wanted to say that Fang Yuanshan would be back tomorrow, and she promised that as long as he really appeared tomorrow, these people would be scared and urinate and go back to Japan obediently, and never dared to covet these treasures again.

But she didn't dare, nor could she.

People in the circle now know that Fang Yuanshan is missing, and this time he is really missing. He has not even had such a big change in Yuanshan Group. It can be imagined that he is either imprisoned or has died.

However, it is precisely because of the uncertainty of his whereabouts that those "hungry wolves" still have room for nothing and dare not do things too well.

If she made a promise and Fang Yuanshan did not appear by then, not only the Japanese side's reaction would be unpredictable, but the hidden unknown risks would be greater.

It was already in turmoil now. If all his enemies rushed over before, what would she, a woman, resist?

He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and said calmly: "I think Mr. Akita also knows that our chairman's meeting kung fu is now practicing an ancient Chinese martial art in a secret place. As for the day he left the seclusion, he is still uncertain."

He paused, looked at the squinting old man opposite and said quietly, "But when our chairman comes out, I will say hello to him on your behalf."

Hearing her words, the old man opposite, whose innocence eyes were so scared that he immediately moved away and said dryly: "No...no. Miss Murong also knows that I am just a government official and these things are not something I can decide." As he said that, Director Akita subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just kidding, that big devil is famous for killing people. Not only does he not take other people's lives seriously, but according to relevant information, this person also treats his own life as a joke. It is easy for him to kill your whole family. Maybe even your ancestral grave will be exposed.

Although 99% of the other party was dead from various signs, even if one in ten thousand is likely to be alive, Akita Hiroshika did not dare to take that risk.

Murong Wan mentioned "that person". The atmosphere in the conference room swept away the smell of gunpowder just now, and it became solemn as water again, and everyone didn't dare to breathe for a moment.

Finally, Deng Pengkun, the leader of the Xiangjiang International Affairs Group, smiled and smoothed out, saying: "If it really doesn't work, I suggest that both of you go through judicial channels and decide the ownership of this batch of treasures through the judgment of the arbitration committee."

Although it is possible to kick the ball to the Xiangjiang government in the end, there is nothing we can do about it.

As a direct participant in this incident, Deng Pengkun privately resolved that no matter who wins or loses in the end, his representative will be hated by both parties as the other party.

If he takes judicial channels, he doesn't have to make things difficult for him.

"Team leader Deng, you should know that our Japanese court heard a corruption case last month, and the relevant personnel were several main persons in charge of the Forestry Department."

Deng Pengkun, who was sitting on the east side of the hall, reached out and pulled his bow tie, his face full of embarrassing smile.

Of course he understood the meaning of the female diplomat, Tanaka Kiko, and he had also understood this case.

Among those responsible persons, one of them was responsible for the sale of forests. The inspection office sued him for accepting bribes privately and was convicted. At the same time, the Japanese government revoked the relevant procedures he had handled before.

In other words, it doesn't matter where this batch of treasures was excavated. Anyway, the Japanese government has determined that this batch of treasures is a stolen dig, but it has not been announced in the media.

Deng Pengkun, who was quarreled, looked a little ugly after being embarrassed. He represented the face of the Xiangjiang government, and Murong Wan and his company paid taxes according to law. Logically speaking, he had the responsibility and obligation to speak for her.

Although she didn't want to offend someone, Deng Pengkun thought about it and said: "In principle, we will not interfere with the agreement reached by both parties in private. However, based on the principle of fair transactions, as long as Ms. Murong disagrees with the plan you proposed, she has the right to refuse."

When Tanaka Kiko heard his words, she immediately retorted, and at the same time she showed reason and facts, and started talking endlessly.

Her meaning is very clear and she does not want to go through judicial channels. You should know that this kind of cross-border litigation is always won or not, but in terms of time, it is calculated over the years, which is obviously contrary to the purpose of the Japanese government.

Deng Pengkun, who was forced to stand in the team, gritted his teeth and simply argued with the other party. Both sides quarreled and refused to give in to each other.

As the central point of this incident, Murong Wan's head began to hurt slightly and she reached out and pressed her head.

The female secretary behind him said with concern: "General Manager, are you feeling uncomfortable! Why don't you go down and take a rest first?"

"Well, okay~" She stood up as she said that, nodded to the people in the conference room, and turned around and left here.

After walking on the internal elevator to the top floor, Murong Wan hurried into the office, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window reflected the green trees in the entire Qingshuiwan.

However, at this time, a man stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery in the distance with his hands behind his back. The sun shone on him, and his whole person blended with the surrounding environment, looking so peaceful.

Murong Wan, who had just pushed open the glass door, looked up and saw the man in front of the window. She subconsciously stopped and her body retreated unconsciously.

"The endless fallen trees are wafting down, and endless rivers are rolling. No wonder he built a hotel here, which is indeed a good place."

Murong Wan at the door was stunned for a moment, then asked, "How did you come in?" As she said that, she had already stroked her left hand on her right wrist, and she was wearing a wrist pedal.

"Everyone is old friends, can't I come and see you?"

"Look at me? Are you that kind?"

The man in front of the window slowly turned around at this time. In addition to a handmade suit, the man wore a mask on his face, completely hiding his face behind him.

After looking at Murong Wan at the door from afar, the man slowly took off his mask. The face under the mask was - Yuan Gaoyang...
Chapter completed!