Chapter 628: Fujiki Ambassador

There are only Yang Zimei and Fujiki left in the principal's office.
Fujiki touched his cheek, and the eyes hidden behind the black frame were full of inquiring gazes at Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei raised a brow and greeted him.
Fujiki slightly avoided her sight and reached out and said, "We are big in Japan, and it ’s always fair to Shangwu. You will knock down our sumo. I will not care about you, but I beg you to remove the pentagram ornament Give us back. "
"It's okay, but you have to explain to me what the origin of the two ornaments is, otherwise, don't return it."
Yang Zimei studied the Wumang star in his hand for a long time, and couldn't find the reason why it can make his evil spirits back bite, and he didn't put any curse on it.
The most important thing is that Sadako, who has never asked for desire, took the initiative to ask her what she wanted this time. After wearing it, some wonderful changes appeared.
Therefore, she was curious about the origin of the pentagram ornament.
"That's the thing that our teacher gave to them. It's not a valuable thing, but it's very precious to them."
Fujiki was patient.
Now that this little girl can bring down the three sumo wrestlers in her country, it is certainly unusual for Li Sheng to hit her face just now.
Therefore, he did not dare to peep at her, and kept a certain cautious attitude towards her.
"Oh? That's it?"
Yang Zimei was a little disappointed and continued to ask, "Is your national teacher good at yin and yang? How old is it? Why should he send those two sumo ornaments?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't answer these questions for you. Because I have never seen our great teacher."
Fujiki Road.
"I have already used those two accessories and cannot return them to you. So, I will compensate you for your loss, how much it will cost, though."
When Yang Zimei saw Fujiki's attitude towards her improved, her tone naturally eased.
You respect me, I return you.
You are not good for me, I will report.
This has always been her attitude towards people.
Furthermore, Fujiki is the Japanese ambassador to China. She doesn't have to look at the monk's face, but she also has to look at the Buddha's face.
In this case, she can't afford it.
Fighting alone, she is not afraid.
However, in this world, no one can fight the state machine.
Fujiki's face changed slightly, shaking his head, "I said just now that those two things are very precious to them, not money."
He pointed to the mahogany card on the neck of Yang Zimei, "I believe that the mahogany card on the neck of the lady is also the most precious to you. If I grab it and give you money, would you like to?"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched the peach card.
Indeed, even if all the world's money and jewellery were piled up in front of her, she was unwilling to trade out the peach card.
"Miss, you have an old Chinese saying that you don't want to do anything to others. You don't want others to use your money to what you treasure. The same is true of our Sumo, please be considerate."
Fujiki is indeed a person who has been fooling around for so many years, but his words are gentle but powerful, making people unable to find a rebuttal.
What's more, Yang Zimei is not a eloquent person.