At 9 o'clock in the morning, Ichiro Fujiwara had already arrived at his office. This office was actually a villa. Usually no one knew about it, and only a few senior Japanese political leaders knew the inside story.

At this moment, Ichiro Fujiwara was standing in front of the phone, lowering his head, looking dark, listening to the emperor's reprimand!

"Kun Fujiwara, can you tell me what you did?" Youyou's tone came, and you couldn't hear any signs of being angry or angry.

However, after hearing these words, Ichiro Fujiwara suddenly became worried. After thinking carefully for a long time, he said quietly.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, please calm down!" He paused, "I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter in the shortest time!"

No sound was heard on the other end of the phone. After a long time, I slowly said:

"Kun Fujiwara, I hope to settle this matter in the shortest time, otherwise you will not be able to save your life even if you lose your official position!"

As soon as these words came out, Ichiro Fujiwara's forehead was covered with sweat, and his tentacles were cold!

"Hi!" After saying that, Ichiro Fujiwara hung up the phone.

Sitting on the sofa with a sad look on his face, Ichiro Fujiwara never thought that things would get out of control. Even though he had the bullshit spirit of Bushido, Ichiro Fujiwara didn't want to die!

Thinking of this, Ichiro Fujiwara remembered Sora Aoi. Ichiro Fujiwara knew in his heart that once he was forced into a desperate situation, Sora Aoi's situation would not be too good. Theoretically speaking, Sora Aoi would not betray him, and that would definitely not be of any benefit to Sora Aoi.

Taking out the phone, Ichiro Fujiwara skillfully pressed a string of numbers, and the phone showed the words "Sozuo Aoi". The phone was quickly connected.

At this time, Sora Aoi was exhausted at the same time, not because of the long battle in bed. Now, Teacher Cang can definitely be said to be living for the bed and play, let alone making you feel tired. Fighting for a day and a night is a trivial matter. What worries Teacher Cang is the "comfort woman" incident.

Sora Aoi didn't look for the documents last night. For a moment, he thought he might have put them up, and the next day he didn't care about packing his luggage. He always thought that the documents were still being kept by him. Who knew that when he got up in the morning, he heard people talking about him.

Although Teacher Cang is bold and taking off his pants and bras is a trivial matter, it is always bad to be pointed at by others. Why do you say that he is also a person at the A.V world, right?

"You know everything, right?" Fujiwara Ichiro asked in a calm voice.

Sora Aoi rubbed his forehead, "I understand."

"Tell me what's going on? This notice is exactly the same as the order I gave you. Don't say you don't know?" Fujiwara Ichiro began to sneer.

Even if I made a phone call, Sora Aoi could feel the biting coldness!

"Hmph!" Sora Aoi couldn't bear the threat and snorted coldly, "You gave my order, but after you left, the order book disappeared. Just when I went to the toilet, my order book, my bra and underwear disappeared. I was still empty when I woke up the next day? Are you being followed by someone?"

Ichiro Fujiwara was stunned by this statement.

In fact, Ichiro Fujiwara himself also understood that Sora Aoi could not betray him. Not to mention it alone, it would have a great impact on Sora Aoi himself and had a greater impact on the top Japanese leaders. Sora Aoi knew the consequences, which would definitely be more uncomfortable than the thousands of brothers and second brothers inserted into his body. Ichiro Fujiwara concluded that Sora Aoi could not take the initiative to leak the appointment letter.

After Sora Aoi said this, the order book was probably stolen by someone else. Fujiwara Ichiro sneered and had to admire this guy's taste. Even his underwear and bra were stolen? He was so talented, right?

"What are you going to do now?" Fujiwara Ichiro asked calmly, with a faint sense of concern.

Sora Aoi smiled coldly, "Fujiwara, I should ask you what you said now? I am trapped in a hotel and dare not go anywhere. Should I help me now?"

Ichiro Fujiwara was silent for a moment, and said with a pale face, "Wait a minute, I'll have someone come to pick you up." He paused, "Why don't you wait for the evening to talk about it. The wind is too tight now, and the people are too crazy!"

Sora Aoi's voice softened a lot, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ichiro Fujiwara's head grew wide and cursed inwardly, "Damn, who can't get along with me?" But after thinking for a long time, he still had no clue.

Even at this time, Ichiro Fujiwara didn't even think about how to deal with the Japanese people's controversy. Ichiro Fujiwara suddenly realized that he was going to have a tragedy.

Time passed quickly, and Ichiro Fujiwara had been sitting in the office for the whole morning, and his brows were not relaxed all morning. The continuous telephone bombing back and forth had already made Ichiro Fujiwara mentally and physically exhausted.

The ashtray on the table was already filled, but Ichiro Fujiwara was still pressing the smoke scar into the ashtray, looking anxious.

"Dingling..." Suddenly, the phone on the table rang anxiously.

A disgusting expression appeared on Ichiro Fujiwara's face. After waiting for a long time, Fujiwara slowly answered the phone, "What's the matter? Say!"

It turned out that the call was the adjutant of Ichiro Fujiwara, "Fujiwara, something is bad, the situation may be a little out of control. It seems that the news has begun to spread throughout Japan. Some Sora Aoi fans have even started to organize protest games in the streets and alleys. It is difficult for subordinates to control it!"

Ichiro Fujiwara's face turned dark when he heard this. Damn, what are you really afraid of? When things come to this point, Ichiro Fujiwara has no good idea.

Only suppress, only send absolute suppression!

With a ruthless face, Ichiro Fujiwara said to the phone, "You continue to clear the notice and inform the public, this is just a misunderstanding, just an erotic incident." He paused, "Don't worry about the parade for now, I will call to send troops immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Ichiro Fujiwara called a phone call, and after a long time, he finally answered it.

"Mr. Fujiwara, what instructions do you have?" A thick sound came from the other end of the phone.

Ichiro Fujiwara calmed for a moment, "Deploy the army to suppress the people and stop the people from marching?"

Hearing this on the other end of the phone, he paused and asked, "Fujiwara, do you really want to do this?"

Ichiro Fujiwara said without thinking:

"Yamamoto, your duty is to obey orders!"

"Yes!" General Yamamoto replied, "What should Okayama Hachiro do?"
Chapter completed!