There were two reasons why Hei Zemu was in a particularly good mood today. The first reason was naturally that there were no cases today. Perhaps it was because Conan, the Grim Reaper, had yet to show his might.
As for the second one, as long as Kurosaki glanced at the front passenger seat, the usually carefree Miyamoto Yumi who was shy at this moment, Kurosaki felt that he was going to be extremely beautiful.
After many days of hard work, with the powerful charm of the black wood (actually, it was masculine, coupled with a good family and shameless "pestering"), he finally asked Miyamoto Yumi out for dinner.
" Cough cough…" Obviously, if the two of them did not speak, the atmosphere in the car would become awkward, so Miyamoto Yumei took the initiative to speak after looking around.
" Erm…Kurosawa-kun…" Miyamoto Yumi was still a little shy, but she was much better now." This car is really beautiful. The seats are made of real leather too. I heard that it was made in America." Can I ask how much this car costs?”
" This?..." Kurosaki was a little careless. At this time, the Japanese were generally interested in American things. "It's indeed customized in the United States. In Japanese yen, it's about 80 to 90 million.”
" Cough cough…" Miyamoto Yumi's face was full of surprise." How…how much?" Eighty-eight…Eighty-nine million? That…was Heizhou-kun's family very rich?”
Heizemu was stunned. Home? The Kurosawa family was not only rich, they could be called the Rothschild of Japan.
"Ah…Yumi-chan, you misunderstood!”Hei Zemu said seriously," This isn't our family's money! If it's not something important, I usually won't ask my family to give me money. This is my own property!”
Isn't that so…Other than the starting capital, the Black Swamp Wood's current phone bill was all earned by himself. Although the world was a little different, the general trend was still the same. Then, as long as he knew which company and which group had a bright future, he could just invest in them and wait for the money to be split.
Masaka? By…by myself?" Miyamoto Yumi suddenly felt the world spin." Kurosawa-kun, is your salary that high?”
" Hehe…" Hei Zemu smiled shyly." No…I invested in a few companies when I was in high school. It was just a shareholder bonus. If the yen was counted, his current net worth was about 900 billion.”
"Nani? Sigh!" Takeshi Yumi was shocked and accidentally jumped, but her head hit the roof of the car. However, he was even more shocked. 900 billion! 900 billion!
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"This is…Shangri-La Hotel, Tokyo?……”Miyamoto Yumi was a little lost in thought as she looked at the modern building that was still shining brightly under the neon lights in the night.
"Uh-huh! Let's go." Hei Zemu replied and bent his arm. Miyamoto Yumi hesitated for a moment, but still pulled it up.
Kurosaki was still wearing a four-piece black trench coat today. Miyamoto Yumi was also wearing casual clothes because she had gotten off work. It looked like a mafia boss bringing his girlfriend to a banquet. (The author wouldn't say that the Black Swamp Wood wardrobe was filled with such clothes!)）
In fact, rich people generally wouldn't go to food stalls for nothing like in novels. Not to mention the hygiene problem, the chefs in the big hotels were definitely of a much higher level. At the very least, it had to be a mid-to-high-class restaurant. Occasionally, he might go to some civilian restaurants.
Wearing this eye-catching outfit, Hei Zemu was not stopped by the melodramatic scene. The doorman of a big hotel could not have anything else, but he definitely had good eyesight. Hei Zemu's clothes looked very cool, and the style was a little old-fashioned, but it was a handmade product of a famous designer!
Alright, Miyamoto Yumi seemed a little restrained ever since she entered this hotel. Kurosaki had expected this. Miyamoto Yumi, who was in a relatively well-off financial situation, would definitely be restrained after seeing the price on the menu.
In the end, all the dishes were ordered by Hei Zemu. Of course, being rich didn't mean that he was a prodigal. Heizemu considered the amount of food for two people and didn't order a lot of dishes.
All in all, this date that wasn't considered a date was quite successful.
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"Yumi-chan…"
Because she had drunk some red wine, Miyamoto Yumi's cheeks were pink. This was really beautiful for the black swamp wood.
As for Miyamoto Yumi, she was still struggling with the bottle of red wine that she and Kurosaki drank. It was worth a month's salary. Hearing Hei Zemu's call, he turned his head in a daze.
However, Hei Zemu was someone who had a girlfriend before. Although he was a loser and did not reach the final step, at least his skills were passable.
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"Hu…Hu…"
About two to three minutes later, the two of them finally separated. Kurosaki was a martial artist, but Miyamoto Yumi was breathing heavily.
" Really..." Miyamoto Yumei complained softly," How barbaric, we're still in the parking lot!"……How many girls had he tried it with?”
The corner of Hei Zemu's mouth twitched. Did girls like to care about these things? However, the underground parking lot was dark, and Heizemu was not worried about being seen. Moreover, it was not a big deal to see such a thing, right?
"No! "I had two girlfriends when I was a student, but I was dumped…" Hei Zemu was telling the truth. Although he had never dated in his life, he did have two girlfriends in his previous life.
However, Miyamoto Yumi was very surprised.
After all, for a rich man like Hei Zemu to only have two girlfriends, this was a little unbelievable. Moreover, it was the person who was dumped. It was even more unbelievable.
Miyamoto Yumi felt that Kurosaki was so skilled at picking up girls that she thought he had played with many women.
"What kind of expression is that?" Kurosaki looked at Miyamoto Yumi's incredulous expression and smiled bitterly." Don't worry, don't worry! Yumi-chan, you have to believe that I'm a pure person!”
Miyamoto Yumi rolled her eyes and was about to say something.
"Ring, ring, ring…"
Hei Zemu's ringtone was so obvious in the empty parking lot.
This isn't the time…Who the hell destroyed the beautiful environment I created? Hei Zemu cursed in his heart as he took out his phone. He had originally thought that he could take advantage of the situation tonight to take another step forward. Aren't you going to invite me to your house for a cup of coffee?
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