Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 534 - 460: Hokkaido’s Number One Host, Preparing to Make a Move (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 534: Chapter 460: Hokkaido’s Number One Host, Preparing to Make a Move (Seeking Monthly Votes)

About two hours later, Panasonic Izumi and Nakamura Haruka all four supported each other as they staggered out, loaded with success.

Their faces were flushed, their eyes glazed, and they staggered, looking like they were drunk.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s sincerity had been felt by them.

And it was substantial!

A sweating Aoyama Xiu Xin sat on the sofa, gasping for air to normalize the elevated heart rate after continuous intense activity. That was a tough battle indeed.

"Mr. Aoyama, I believe you could persuade the daughters of all the city hall chiefs, no! As long as you wish, you could persuade any female relative in their families!"

The only audience at the scene, Miyashita Ryouko, who witnessed everything from start to finish, approached with excitement and admiration on her face. She blushed, poured a glass of wine, and brought it to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s lips.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, parched and with a dry tongue, downed the wine in one gulp.

Miyashita Ryouko tenderly wiped away the wine stains at the corner of his mouth and said enthusiastically, "I’ll pull Panasonic Izumi and Nakamura Haruka along to introduce you to other chiefs’ daughters, and then have you persuade them one by one. Our business has broad prospects and so much potential!"

Although inexperienced in such matters, but having studied related videos and engaged in live observation, she had never seen such a capable man. What woman could resist?

The reactions of Panasonic Izumi and the others said it all.

"What’s it to you? I don’t need to persuade your dad; once it’s done, they will get the profit-sharing I promised, but I never agreed to pay you a reward," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied with a roll of his eyes.

This woman had a bit of a playful character.

"Hehe, I don’t eat handouts," Miyashita Ryouko smiled innocently, set down her glass, and snuggled into his arms. Twirling her eyes, she said, "I introduced them to an opportunity to make money and a very capable man, isn’t it fair to take a little finder’s fee?"

"You think I’m a gigolo? I am a legitimate public servant!" Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face darkened. Damn, this woman actually planned to sell him to her rich girlfriends to provide sexual services.

What did that do to his dignity and integrity?

Oh, forget it, he didn’t have those.

"Ah, it’s a win-win, you also want to persuade them to cooperate, right? The example just now proved that other than promising profits, getting them to submit is the most effective way to persuade!" Miyashita Ryouko rubbed against him and then said with a laugh, "Besides, part-timers can sell for a higher price, and you can even wear your uniform to add to the allure."

"Shut up! What kind of person do you think I am? I, Aoyama Xiu Xin, am a national hero! Would I sell my body for personal gain? I have my limits!" Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face was stern as he scolded her righteously, huffed, and got up to leave.

He stopped at the door, turned his head, and added, "I only accept good-looking ones."

His body was also capital for enterprise. Since he had this advantage, it had to be utilized.

The looks and figures of the other party were his bottom line.

As long as it could make more money, what was a bit of hardship?

He nourished the Land Guard Soldiers with his lifeblood; they must repay him with their blood.

"Don’t worry, Mr. Aoyama, I will be very picky! Guaranteeing that each one will make you hungry," Miyashita Ryouko bounced up immediately.

In the following days, Aoyama Xiu Xin worked diligently at the police headquarters during the day and accompanied Miyashita Ryouko to meet daughters of various mayors at night.

He went around promising huge returns and, with his eloquent speech and physical prowess, persuaded them one by one. Meanwhile, Miyashita Ryouko was on standby with tea and towels, sometimes even helping to push butts.

"Huff—"

On the evening of March 10th, after sending off the daughter of Beijian City’s mayor from the villa given to Miyashita Ryouko as a coming-of-age gift by Miyashita Hidekatsu, Aoyama Xiu Xin took a long breath and asked with his eyes closed, "How many more?"

With his physique, the consecutive days were taking a toll as well, feeling drained for the first time.

The old saying was right after all; there’s no such thing as over-farmed land, only overworked oxen.

"Five more." Miyashita Ryouko, who was counting money, put down a stack of bills and crossed a name off a notebook. She praised Aoyama Xiu Xin with a beaming smile, "Mr. Aoyama, you’re amazing!"

His remarkable skills and combat ability had recently spread among the circles of Hokkaido’s wealthy daughters; his reputation as a charmer also spread, and people started calling him Hokkaido’s number one gigolo.

"Alright then, take a week off. Let my ox rest." Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand dismissively.

As everyone knows, oxen like grass.

But when oxen are full, they no longer like grass.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her hair tied in a bun, dressed in a white tank top and shorts, Miyashita Ryouko obediently nodded her head, "Mhm mhm, as you say."

Of course, she was very agreeable to her golden goose.

By acting as a middle person, she had already raked in several hundred thousand US Dollars, and once Aoyama Xiu Xin landed infrastructure projects in various cities, she would receive a fee from the women Aoyama Xiu Xin had persuaded.

She had also reaped the benefits of the national policy aimed at supporting rural economies and benefiting the grassroots citizens.

"Ding-ling-ling! Ding-ling-ling!"

A sudden burst of telephone ringing filled the air.

Miyashita Ryouko hurriedly bent down to pick up the relentlessly ringing cell phone from the coffee table and handed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Mosi mosi," Aoyama Xiu Xin answered, touching Miyashita Ryouko’s head. She displayed an innocent smile on her pure, flawless childlike face before slowly leaning down to rest her head on Aoyama Xiu Xin’s lap.

As intimate partners, the two had rapidly progressed in their relationship recently, with Miyashita Ryouko often taking on some cleaning projects for Aoyama Xiu Xin afterwards.

So from now on, let’s call her the honorable Clean Palace.

"Mr. Aoyama, it’s Miyashita Naoyuki."

Hearing her brother’s voice, Miyashita Ryouko wasn’t panicked but deliberately made some noise.

"Hey, Mr. Aoyama’s enjoying himself, isn’t he? I wonder which little cousin it is this time, I hear you’ve been deeply interacting with quite a few daughters from the families of regional officials lately!" Miyashita Naoyuki recognized the sounds and couldn’t hide the envy in his voice.

As a bastard son shunned by Hokkaido’s legitimate second-generation elite, he had suffered plenty of contempt and often fantasized about having those arrogant women under him someday. But sadly, he could only dream.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, however, had made it a reality.

"She’s indeed a very cheap little cousin," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a meaningful smile, gently patting Miyashita Ryouko’s delicate cheeks without elaborating further on the topic, "What advice does Mr. Miyashita have for me?"

"I’ve finished compiling all the data you asked me to collect on the Construction Corporations in Hokkaido, divided by region. Where are you? If it’s convenient, I can bring it over," said Miyashita Naoyuki.

Aoyama Xiu Xin glanced at Miyashita Ryouko, who was fully engaged in her task, and replied: "How could I trouble Mr. Miyashita? How about you name a place, and I’ll send someone to pick it up, to save you the trouble of another trip."

If Miyashita Naoyuki were to see this scene.

He would probably go mad with rage.

"Alright then, I’m at..." Miyashita Naoyuki wasn’t insistent and immediately gave his address.

After hanging up, Aoyama Xiu Xin called Jin Yucheng to get the data from Miyashita Naoyuki.

Once Jin Yucheng had retrieved the documents from Miyashita Naoyuki, the Clean Palace had finished her work for the evening and was now leaning on Aoyama Xiu Xin’s chest watching TV.

The pile of documents was thick, sorted into different sections according to city, with complete and detailed information on the background of each company and their controllers.

Aoyama Xiu Xin decided to start with Asahikawa City.

Asahikawa City is the second-largest city in Hokkaido after Sapporo City, so it’s important to tackle the tough bones first.

For a long time, the company that built most of the local projects in Asahikawa City was called Akabon Construction Co., Ltd. It had been established for nearly thirteen years and had grown rapidly during the tenure of the current mayor of Asahikawa City, Panasonic Youkang, with rumors of a close personal friendship between Chairman Akben Jiancheng and Youkang.

But with the help of Panasonic Izumi, Aoyama Xiu Xin was confident he could disrupt the relationship between the two and then seize the opportunity to replace Akabon Construction’s position.

No wonder all these big companies are clamoring to contribute to national construction—it’s a real money-maker.

.........

And as Aoyama Xiu Xin racked his brains to take down others, there were also people planning to take him down.

Sapporo City had signed contracts with several corporations, including East Field Construction Corporation, for a series of municipal projects a few days ago. The other contractors were also small local construction companies that Jingtian Changchuan had acquired at Aoyama Xiu Xin’s instruction.

Simply put, they were shell companies.

Other than a few large construction companies that were already in on the secret, many medium and small-sized companies that had been eager to secure some of the projects were struck hard and resented it deeply.

Asano Kamisaku, the president of Asano Construction Corporation was one of them. His company, established seven years ago, had been steadily moving forward while maintaining a balance, a rare feat in these tough economic times.

He had learned early through his connections at the city hall that Sapporo City would receive a large allocation for infrastructure this year, and was determined to pull out all the stops to secure a major project for himself.

Before he could react, however, the city hall announced their cooperation with several companies he had never even heard of.

He confronted the bureaucrats he had bribed, but they all put on a facade of surprise, claiming to be just as clueless.

Asano Kamisaku wasn’t sure whether they were genuinely ignorant or feigning it, but he had no choice but to act as if he believed them—otherwise, even the smallest connection would be lost.

After all, bribed money couldn’t be taken back, but a relationship could be useful in other ways in the future.

He surmised that there must be solid connections behind these shell companies; otherwise, they couldn’t have silently clinched the projects, but he couldn’t swallow his pride.

After all, he had made significant preparations and investments to secure the project he was keen on. Now it was all for naught. How could he be content with this?

While he was filled with sorrow and indignation, a friend of his who held a senior position in a well-established local Construction Corporation came to him complaining that many large local builders were unhappy with the situation. They were simply too big to probe deeply, but if someone else made a fuss, they’d definitely support it from the shadows.

Even if his friend was speaking drunkenly, Asano Kamisaku took the words seriously. Without a major business that could afford to ignore the loss of initial investments, he had to find a way to make up for it, so he was getting ready to cause a stir.

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