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Chapter 1654 Infighting and calculations (2)

A person lives a face, and a tree lives a skin. Obviously, Miyamoto Naoto's actions of taking off other people's "skin" for his own face have stepped on the bottom line of Masao Tanaka, making him unable to bear it anymore!

Especially with Tanaka Masao's understanding of Naoto Miyamoto, although he was wearing his wet pants to take the blame for him, it did not mean that Miyamoto would think that he had suffered on his behalf, which made him look at him differently. That guy would only think that he had seen his ugly appearance. Maybe, no, it should be certain, that guy would definitely hate him because he had seen his ugly appearance!

When I return to China, I am afraid I can’t wear all my shoes. No, not only that, for his future, I may even let him take the blame for the failure of this trip. Then, let alone the future, I will still say whether I can keep my current job!

No! It must not be allowed to develop so much. Tanaka Masao felt ruthless in his heart. If he doesn't care about himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth! He must find a way. It is far from enough to just marginalize Miyamoto. He must find an opportunity to completely deter Miyamoto!

But how can I just pull Miyamoto off the horse..., make a mistake! He must make a mistake again! And it must be a big mistake! One is a big mistake that everyone, including the senior management of their museum, and the Miyamoto family themselves cannot bear, and the other is a big mistake that makes Miyamoto unable to get up after falling down! The question is, how can he make Miyamoto make a mistake again?

"Baga! Baga!" Tanaka Masao's mind was spinning quickly. On the other end, Naoto Miyamoto was panting, waving his hands like a madman and cursing, scolding Jian'er for being ignorant, greedy, scolding George Anna for bullying others with his power, and dogs meddling with others... Since entering the door of the suite they rented, Naoto Miyamoto's scolding never stopped. Everything inside and outside was someone else's fault, but he had never heard a self-reflective word...

Looking at Miyamoto Naoto's crazy look, Tanaka Masao snorted in secret, thinking that he was stupid and thought of a stupid plan. Could it be that others must cooperate with him! But...

A thoughtful look flashed in Tanaka Masao's cold eyes. Although he didn't know what the specific identity of the people he met at the house of Miss Song today, one thing is certain, that is, those people, especially the identity of the father and daughter, must be extremely taboo for Miyamoto! If he wants to get rid of Miyamoto, he may be able to borrow strength from them!

But, if I have been with those people, why should I help me? Even if I want to beg for the door without shame, I have to find the door to worship! By the way, Song, that Miss Song! Tanaka thought of the key figures. Didn’t they see those people who were always very humble and polite when they first followed Miss Song in, and looked very polite to Miss Song? If Miyamoto hadn’t provoked others with self-righteousness, maybe there wouldn’t be the unpredictable disaster today!

If that Miss Song is willing to help, then she will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort!

Although this is said, things are not so easy to deal with. Let Miss Song help her? Why should Miss Song help her?

After a while, I was thinking about it. What he wanted was not the help of Miss Song, but her dissatisfaction with Miyamoto! As long as Miss Song was dissatisfied with Miyamoto, then Miss Song would naturally take action to deal with Miyamoto. Even if she didn't take action and made a sentence, it would be okay to let the father and daughter who were obviously respectful of her, especially the beautiful daughter, it would be better for her to take action! Tanaka Masao was swearing that he would definitely hide from afar and see that guy Miyamoto this time, and would never give Miyamoto the chance to put the "wet" black pot on him!

But why should Miss Song help him? It was obvious before that Naoto Miyamoto had reached a consensus with that Miss Song. He had to find a way to break this consensus. No, it was not that he wanted to destroy it. But he could find a way to break this consensus by himself, so that Miss Song would take this action!

"Miyomoto, isn't this going to happen?" After Miyamoto Naoto vented, and seemed to have returned to normal, Masao of the Miyaku finally found the right time to get in.

"If you don't forget it, then what else can you do?" Naoto Miyamoto's face was chilling, and his unwillingness and humiliation flashed in his eyes.

You are what you want! Masao Tanaka did not miss the flash of Naoto Miyamoto's flash of expression.

"Miyomoto, are you really willing?" Tanaka Masao's voice was filled with a tempting atmosphere of crime. "Are you really willing to be ridden by a lowly Chinese woman like this?"

Naoto Miyamoto fist tightened his fists.

Sure enough, Miyamoto, a martyr, could not stand being ridden by a woman on his head, especially as a Z woman, which made him even more intolerable!

"So what if we are unwilling to give up? The Saint Laurent family is something we can't afford to offend!" Miyamoto Naoto's voice was full of unwillingness. He didn't notice Masao Tanaka at all. Perhaps for him, Masao Tanaka was just a dog he raised, so who would pay attention to the emotional problems of a dog?

"Miyomoto, isn't this going to happen?" After Miyamoto Naoto vented, and seemed to have returned to normal, Masao of the Miyaku finally found the right time to get in.

"If you don't forget it, then what else can you do?" Naoto Miyamoto's face was chilling, and his unwillingness and humiliation flashed in his eyes.

You are what you want! Masao Tanaka did not miss the flash of Naoto Miyamoto's flash of expression.

"Miyomoto, are you really willing?" Tanaka Masao's voice was filled with a tempting atmosphere of crime. "Are you really willing to be ridden by a lowly Chinese woman like this?"

Naoto Miyamoto fist tightened his fists.

Sure enough, Miyamoto, a martyr, could not stand being ridden by a woman on his head, especially as a Z woman, which made him even more intolerable!
Chapter completed!
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