"Damn it, damn it."
Shiraishi Shunta, who was wearing sunglasses that were bigger than half his face, opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner. "Are you guys mistaken?"
He looked very much like his father, Shiraishi Shigenobu, at least from the photos. If it weren't for this similar face and proof of blood relations, Shiraishi Shigenobu would have destroyed him physically long ago.
"Hi, yes."
The mortgagee was dressed in a suit, and his smile was sweeter than a lady in the custom industry. "Mr. Shiraishi, the commercial building under your name has indeed been frozen."
They sounded like civilian mortgagees, but in fact, they were Yakuza members all over the Island nation.
Compared to a few months ago, from Hokkaido to Okinawa, all the Yakuza members were well-behaved. The ebb tide of the Yakuza had reached a new high.
Although the TV didn't broadcast the bloody scene of the Matsueba Clan's destruction, many Yakuza members knew why the Matsueba Clan was wiped out overnight. Who knew if a supernatural avenger would suddenly jump out from among the ordinary people they had bullied.
It was good to be tyrannical, but not to the point of risking their lives. Other than many Yakuza members who withdrew from the clan, some Yakuza members who had a guilty conscience turned themselves in.
Faced with this sudden change in the Yakuza situation, the leaders of the Island nation Metropolitan Police Department didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The terrifying supernatural existence had accomplished what they hadn't been able to do for two hundred years. The Yakuza of the Island nation had never been more obedient.
"How is this possible?
Are you kidding me? "
Shiraishi Shunta's face was almost touching the Yakuza member's nose.
"There's no mistake, Mr. Shiraishi. Do you need to call and ask what's going on?"
The current situation seemed to be that Shiraishi Shunta was the Yakuza boss, and the genuine Yakuza was the poor man who owed money.
It was not wrong to think this way. Shiraishi Shunta had the capital to be arrogant.
Even the Yakuza couldn't be arrogant in front of everyone.
Shiraishi Shunta was a rich man, backed by a good father in the Rikuo region. All the Yakuza organizations in Tokyo fought to borrow money from him.
This kind of rich man had a guaranteed reputation. He wouldn't default on money, and he could get many valuable things at a low price.
Just like a commercial building in the Harajuku area that Shunta Shiraishi was about to hand over.
The amount of money spent on Harajuku business was already immeasurable. In a normal market environment, no one would sell a Harajuku business building in the center of a bustling city. It was the hen that laid the golden eggs that had been passed down for generations, and no one would sell it even if they sold themselves.
"Juntai, what's going on ~"
A girl who looked very pure was nestled in Shiraishi Junta's arms.
At Shiraishi Shunta's level, it didn't matter if you were a hot girl, a pure student, an Asian, a Caucasian, a mixed-blood, or not, he would do whatever he wanted.
If Shiroishi Jun was too single, then in the eyes of others, it would only mean that Shiroishi Jun was temporarily without a sexual partner.
Shiraishi Shunta, who was in his fifties, was still a playboy.
"Shut up, don't bother me."
Pushing the girl's head away, he took out his phone and walked out.
The Extreme Dao members respectfully made way for him.
Shunta Shiraishi was calling his younger brother. After the old man was half dead, his younger brother took care of the family business on his behalf.
After it rang seven or eight times, someone finally picked up the phone.
"Hello, Big Brother." The word 'Big Brother' on the other end of the phone was said very stiffly, without the slightest hint of respect for his older brother.
"Liao, did you freeze a commercial building in Harajuku?" Shiraishi Junta said impatiently. "The old man isn't dead yet, don't go too far."
Shiraishi Junta's words stunned Shiraishi Liao. He didn't have the time to waste on a piece of trash like his older brother.
After two or three seconds, Shiraishi Liao asked suspiciously, "What Harajuku commercial building, what did you sell this time, Big Brother?"
"You don't have to worry about that, I've already given the old man's company to you.
What?
You still want to be ruthless and not leave anything for me? "
Shiraishi Liao was so angry that he laughed. This older brother had been sneaky since he was young, and when he grew up, he became even more unruly, relying on the fact that he was the only heir of the old man in his fifties, but he didn't expect that the old man would give birth to him when he was in his sixties.
With his behavior, after he had a second heir, he was directly kicked away by the old man and scram as far as he could.
When Shiraishi Junta was in good health, his older brother didn't even dare to fart, but now that the old man had one foot in the coffin, he became more and more arrogant.
What do you mean give me the company? Even if the old man has a hole in his head, he won't give the company to you.
"Crazy." Shiraishi Liao, who couldn't bear it anymore, hung up on his older brother's phone.
"I … you …" Shiraishi Junta's face was full of black lines as he listened to the dead tone on the phone.
He held his phone angrily. His younger brother relied on his education to make the family business deteriorate day by day under his management. Now he even dared to point fingers at him. It would be better to directly appoint a dog to be the president of the company.
"Mr. Shiraishi …"
The members of Polaris surrounded him like hotel waiters.
"We'll talk about the building in a few days, I'll go back to Sendai first."
"Go back to Sendai …?"
"What? Are you worried that I don't return what I owe you? Is my name not worth a small building?"
"No, how dare we think so …"
Even if a thousand of you were to be bundled up and sold to the black factory, it still wouldn't be worth as much as Harajuku's commercial building.
But your father's name is worth it.
He secretly discussed with the cadres in the organization. If Shiraishi Junta wanted to go back to Sendai, let him.
"Wait for me, Junta." The pure girl who was pushed away in the room followed him.
Shiraishi Junta hadn't booked a plane ticket back to Sendai when his younger brother called again.
"Big brother …"
"What, you defrosted me."
The voice of Shiraishi Liao on the other side of the phone was very low.
"You have to go back to Sendai."
"What?"
"We need to go see the old man together."
"Ah?"
See the old man?
Shiraishi Shunta's legs and stomach suddenly trembled. He was a man in his fifties and had always thought that he was free and easy in the field of love. Not to mention the whole world, it was no problem for him to go to East Asia. He was tired of all the female stars in Minamoto.
But even if he was over fifty years old, when he heard that he was going to see his father, Shiraishi Junta was still scared.
Even if the old man was about to be buried, even if the old man was hanging on his last breath.
But the mountain-like figure was a fear that Shiraishi Junta could never erase from his memory. In front of the old man, he was not even a son, but a grandson of grandchildren. He didn't even dare to breathe.
"No, no, I don't want to sell the Harajuku building …"
"Big brother." Shiraishi Liao's voice sounded slightly trembling. "There's also a situation on my side."
Not only was part of the real estate belonging to his big brother frozen, but Shiraishi Liao also had problems in the management of the consortium's assets.