Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 281 I am also _1

"Immediately search for all suspicious individuals within a thirty-meter radius! Maintain secrecy!"

Furukawa Shizuka ordered in a stern voice, aghast for no more than five seconds.

The two men pointing the guns at Xiao Ming immediately sprinted off.

"To be able to discern the maximum transmission range of my little gadget so quickly shows your quality is excellent, ranking not low among the spies infiltrated in Han Country, right?"

Xiao Ming was not nervous at all, even leisurely lighting a cigarette to smoke.

"No smoking here!" Furukawa Shizuka snapped angrily.

Xiao Ming blew a puff of smoke at her.

"Little girl, are you a masochist? Daring to bare your teeth at me at this time, you’re asking for trouble."

"Hmph! The stupid one is you. Exposing your card so early, just wait until I catch your people. I will chop them to pieces in front of you and feed ..."

Slap!

Bang!

Furukawa Shizuka was slapped again, hitting the metal cabinet.

"Save it."

The tone of Xiao Ming remained unhurried, as if he weren’t the one who had just slapped a woman.

"This consulate is almost square-shaped with a total area just over two thousand square meters, which means its side length is less than fifty meters.

Although I don’t know the exact location of this archive room, no matter how you calculate it, most of the thirty-meter distance falls outside the consulate.

The neighboring buildings are consulates of other countries, do your people dare to search there?"

Furukawa Shizuka was briefly stunned, her forceful expression finally softening.

She frequently visited the Consulate and completely overlooked its size, thinking thirty meters was not far, not realizing it was already enough to extend next door.

"Actually, I also know that a spy video is not enough to cause too much trouble to your country. It’s just a minor scandal, a verbal spat at most."

Xiao Ming spoke again, "But for you, especially as a woman, it’s tantamount to a nuclear explosion.

It will not only ruin the careers of you and your brothers but could even land you in prison.

Considering Fusang’s strict gender hierarchies, this means unless you meet your death, the rest of your life will be spent in extreme misery.

Perhaps in a couple of years, we might even see you starring in a new kind of film."

Perhaps it was the thought of such a scenario, but Furukawa Shizuka trembled slightly, spitting out hatefully, "If you think you can scare me with this, you are sorely mistaken.

I’m not afraid of death at all!"

Xiao Ming looked deeply into her eyes, "So you’re saying, compared to dying, you’re more afraid of being violated by a man!"

As he spoke, his hand reached towards the collar of Furukawa Shizuka’s traditional Japanese clothing.

Furukawa Shizuka reflexively tried to back away, but his hand swiftly moved up, gripping her throat.

Xiao Ming leaned close to her and smiled, "Dear Shizuka, don’t be so tense, relax a bit.

As I said before, I’m a businessman, not a spy, just wanting to make money peacefully without disturbance.

Carrying a camera is merely a way for me to protect myself.

If we can become friends and live in harmony, it won’t leave my control, and you can continue to be your Counselor daughter."

"You want... to turn me? That’s not... possible; I would rather die!"

Xiao Ming didn’t apply too much pressure, just enough to make her breathing slightly difficult, so when she spoke, it sounded almost like a moan, easily evoking thoughts of a certain category of coercive films.

Fortunately, Xiao Ming wasn’t interested in that type.

But that didn’t stop him from intimidating her.

Just by exerting a bit more force, Xiao Ming made Furukawa Shizuka involuntarily raise her chin, then he moved closer, his lips almost touching her neck as he spoke, "Strange, isn’t it?

Your traditional Japanese clothing wraps so tightly, revealing nothing, not even the silhouette is distinct, yet why does it look so provocative?

I’ve heard that traditional Japanese clothing requires being vacuum-sealed underneath, the more layers and tighter it is wrapped, the more beautiful the scenery upon unveiling, a strong contrast indeed."

"Is Shizuka feeling the same way right now?"

Furukawa Shizuka couldn’t help but tremble uncontrollably, and Xiao Ming could even feel the goosebumps rising and falling on her skin.

"You... just kill me! I would never... never choose to betray..."

"Did I ever say you should betray anyone?"

Furukawa Shizuka suddenly lowered her head, and her lips pressed against Xiao Ming’s face.

"Ah!"

Xiao Ming let out a rather effeminate yelp, took a half step back, and said with a look of grievance, "Miss Furukawa, I’m not that kind of man.

We just met tonight, and you’re already like this—it’s really too fast. At the very least, we should go on a date or two to cultivate some feelings!"

Furukawa Shizuka’s eyelids twitched fiercely, and through gritted teeth, she asked, "Damn it, what do you really want?"

"I’ve said it before, I want to gain Shizuka’s friendship."

"How does that benefit you?"

"There are big benefits.

First of all, I like making friends with beautiful women. Although Shizuka’s legs are a bit short, her beauty is remarkable; just don’t look downward.

Secondly, my business is expanding rapidly, and within two years, it will certainly reach Fusang.

By then, as a good friend of mine, I’m sure Shizuka wouldn’t mind offering me a little help, right?"

Furukawa Shizuka suppressed the urge to hit him because of that "just don’t look downward" comment and asked, "Is that all? Aren’t you concerned about my spy identity and the threat I pose to your country?"

"Give me a break, you’re giving yourself too much credit."

Xiao Ming said with disdain, "Any person with common sense knows that the consulates of the world’s countries are nests of spies, and every single worker inside is closely monitored.

"Someone with an obvious identity like yours can only play a role in making contacts and delivering messages. Those who really can exert influence and pose a threat are the likes of Hao Jianwen, who nearly have no flaws.

Besides, if I turned you in, Fusang would just send someone new, and our people would have to start over. It doesn’t solve the problem and wastes resources, which benefits me not a bit.

Why bother?"

Furukawa Shizuka fell silent.

She of course knew that what Xiao Ming said was true, she just couldn’t discern whether his sincerity was genuine or not.

Compared to her country, she didn’t care at all about betraying some company’s interests. Xiao Ming’s proposition was all benefit and no harm to her.

But it was exactly because of this that she felt even more unsettled, as if she were dealing with the devil, fearing that one day she would regret it for losing her soul.

After a long while, she asked, "How can I trust you?"

"You don’t have a choice."

"Let Fusang Optical Co., Ltd. buy shares in your company."

"Sure. One hundred million for one percent of the shares."

"Damn it! You’re not serious!"

"Xiangxiang, watch your language, I don’t like girls who curse."

Xiao Ming flicked Furukawa Shizuka’s forehead and added, "1.5%, no more, and only dividend rights unless Nikon is willing to share their lithography machine technology."

"In your dreams!"

Xiao Ming laughed heartily, hung his bow tie around his neck, and then slightly tilted his head upward.

"Tie it for me."

Furukawa Shizuka hesitated for a moment, then raised her hands, forcibly suppressing the urge to strangle him, and gently tied it for him.

"Mr. Xiao, please don’t touch me again in the future, or I can’t guarantee that our friendship will remain stable."

"Why not?"

"Because I only like women."

"What a coincidence, so do I."