Beauty President's Medical Martial King

Chapter 213
When Kenji Mizoguchi arrived here, he was like a fish in water, with a serious look on the surface, and after entering the private room, a wretched smile appeared on his face.

"Does Zhu Ansang know where this is?"

The interrogation at the door just now was really strict, but Kenji Mizoguchi got everything done, and this place can be regarded as a very high-end consumer place, of course, most of this high-end comes from the price here.

A bottle of sake can cost thousands of yuan, which is not affordable for ordinary people. In addition, the system here does not accept strangers at will.

Mizoguchi Kenji's family immigrated to Japan a few generations ago, and his father went to the daughter of a large conglomerate in the local club, and finally inherited the family business.

This family is similar to Zhu An's family, but the scope of influence is limited to Japan.

At the beginning, Zhu An did place the bet unintentionally. Later, after investigating with people in China, he deliberately approached Mizoguchi Kenji.

Because of the reputation in the circle, Mizoguchi Kenji doesn't do good things, he just messes around all day long, but he is not as bad as he is now.

It was entirely because of Zhu An pulling the other party, playing women's drag racing, going to various romantic places, and going to the casino to gamble a lot of money.

During the time the two of them were in Japan, they were completely luscious, but these were Zhu An's superficial efforts. In his heart, Kenji Mizoguchi was just a tool, but this tool was more expensive than other tools.

"Know a little bit." Zhu An was unexpectedly humble.

He has always used this strategy in dealing with Mizoguchi Kenji, sometimes letting the other party show off his sense of superiority, and only expressing his thoughts at critical moments, and the other party will follow him.

"I didn't expect Zhu Ansang to stay here for so long, and he didn't know much about it. Let me explain."

Mizoguchi Kenji poured himself a glass of sake, picked up the glass and tasted it carefully, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Here, it's authentic Japanese cuisine, which is rare even in China. I happened to know the boss here. I called him yesterday and asked him to kick away a local who made an appointment with you. Anyway, you know , even if you are dissatisfied, as long as you give some sweetness later, you will still cry and want to come."

Zhu An was suddenly a little angry. Maybe Kenji Mizoguchi was partly right, but his tolerance has a limit. However, compared to Nie Fei's embarrassment, it is obvious that his tolerance has increased a lot.

"Kenji-san hasn't said anything yet, what kind of food is it so rare?" He hurriedly changed the subject.

"Then let me give you another hint, one of the three most famous dishes in our place, did Zhu Ansang guess it?"

Zhu An saw the other party's humble expression, and suddenly remembered three famous things, "female body storage, golden grain meal and living food".

The golden grain meal was ruled out first, that thing is really disgusting, even more disgusting than the legendary cat poop coffee, thinking about it, Zhu An's face turned a little bit wrong.

"Is Zhu Ansang's guess right? Then let me give you a hint. Your words here are good, and you have a good appetite."

In fact, Mizoguchi Kenji really wanted to try the golden grain meal, but unfortunately there is really no such thing in this store recently, so he had no choice but to give up.

Living Cuisine said it was a "living person", but it was actually just a model, so in the end he could only choose Sheng Sheng, a female body.

"Then I know, Jianer-sang really has taste." Zhu An complimented on the surface, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. It's not like he hasn't eaten it before. I never ate it again.

"Zhu Ansang, are you a little disappointed?" Kenji Mizoguchi guessed the other party's thoughts at once. In fact, he also felt bored. After all, he was still in Japan most of the time, and he had the opportunity to taste it.

"Ken Er-sang is right, it is indeed a bit old-fashioned." Zhu An didn't dare to talk too much, after all, he still has to seduce the other party now.

"If that's the case, I don't dare to bother Zhu Ansang's boss. I've already talked to the boss here. Let's taste this container after dinner. Is this delicious enough?"

Zhu An was stunned when he heard this, he heard it right, this seems to be really interesting.

"Ken Er-san has put in a lot of effort!" Zhu An picked up the flagon and poured a glass for the other party.

"Where is it, how much effort can be made for such a small matter."

Kenji Mizoguchi showed indifference on his face, but actually felt a little distressed. Originally, the container was what he wanted to use, but now he can only reluctantly share one with the other party.

The requirement for a female body is extremely strict, in addition to being a woman with type A blood, she must also be a virgin.

According to them, only such a clean person inside and outside can fully stimulate the appetite of diners.

If a person wants to do this kind of work, he must go through strict training, especially in this kind of country, it is not so easy to find a virgin, and it is even more difficult to find a good-looking person with a suitable figure.

And once the container has been eaten by both of them, there is no way to continue to serve as a container, because they think it is unclean.

"This cup is my respect to you. You must drink Kener-san!" Zhu An really felt that he found excitement this time. He usually plays with women a lot, but he has never played with such a woman.

It didn't take long for their "dishes" to arrive. Two empty containers were placed on the table, and several female party members placed the dishes in corresponding positions according to specific requirements.

The two of them are so old-fashioned, watching the dishes on the container gradually increase, this feeling is quite amazing.

It is amazing that the food on the table can feed people now, and it can also feed people after a while.

"Time flies, Kener-san is going back to China tomorrow." Zhu An had a trace of reluctance on his face,
"What's Zhu Ansang's plans for today? Could it be that he prepared a farewell gift package for me? I'll be so moved that I'll cry."

Kenji Mizoguchi's family genes are quite strong. He is handsome and unrestrained, with a feeling of a niche. The only shortcoming is that he is a little short, less than 1.7 meters tall, which is a bit shorter in front of Zhu An.

"You are really right. There is really a big gift package. I guarantee that you have never seen it in China."

A trace of mystery flashed across Zhu An's face, and just as he was about to continue, the phone on the table rang suddenly.

He glanced at the phone screen and seemed to be talking to himself, "Didn't you say you are not allowed to call me today?"

Mizoguchi Kenji didn't care, "Since Zhu Ansang said it, there must be something important, let's take it."

(End of this chapter)