Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 582 - 479: Day Trip to Land Guard Staff Director, Military Mission! (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 582: Chapter 479: Day Trip to Land Guard Staff Director, Military Mission! (Requesting Monthly Ticket)

"Having not seen Tokyo’s night scene for a long time, I felt as if I had been transported to another era. Sapporo, though bustling, still falls far short of Tokyo."

Seated in the back of a Bentley borrowed from Nozawa Financial Corporation, Aoyama Xiu Xin observed the towering skyscrapers and brilliant neon lights outside the window with genuine emotion.

"I think it’s all quite impressive. Back in our country, you wouldn’t see so many lights." Jin Yucheng, usually reserved and wooden, unusually chimed in.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at the back of his head, "You don’t need lights where you’re from; everyone has a light in their eyes."

After all, they’re nicknamed the Nation of Light.

Jin Yucheng, unfamiliar with this meme from decades of Chinese internet, sensed this was not a compliment and just tugged at the corners of his mouth without reply.

The car continued for another ten minutes and finally arrived at the Land Guard Staff Headquarters, only to be stopped by the guard at the gate.

Yes, indeed, Ito Sei had chosen the military camp... well, more of a military stronghold than a camp, as this place was far more secretive than those so-called high-end clubs.

Any unauthorized person would be met with lethal force.

Yet, for Aoyama Xiu Xin, there was an indescribable feeling despite his intention to throw this country into chaos for his own supremacy.

But these bureaucrats were so willingly corrupt.

It robbed him of any sense of achievement from wrecking havoc!

Without showing any ID, Aoyama Xiu Xin rolled down his window just enough to reveal half his face. The guards at the gate immediately snapped to attention, guns raised in salute, "Chief of Police Aoyama, please come inside."

Look, this proved that Japan already had facial recognition systems in the ’90s.

The gates slowly opened, and the black Bentley resumed its journey inward, with ten armed soldiers running alongside the vehicle to escort it.

Sitting in the car, seeing the watchtowers and soldiers running outside, Aoyama Xiu Xin felt a strong rush of excitement and satisfaction. Ito Sei, this old Deng knew how to hit his sweet spot, offering him both face and grandeur.

The car quickly stopped in front of a solitary small building.

A third-class lieutenant colonel, equivalent to a major during the WWII era, stood at the steps of the entrance.

Once the car had come to a halt, the man, wearing white gloves, promptly hastened forward, bent down to open the door, and covered the roof with one hand, "Mr. Aoyama, please step out."

If it had been during the wartime, a mere major daring to lord over Aoyama Xiu Xin wouldn’t be conceivable, but alas, in these peaceful times without a need for sabre-rattling, even someone as esteemed as a major must bow and scrape to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Much obliged." Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded courteously and then stepped out of the car.

The major closed the door and extended a hand, "Please, the Staff Chief and the others are already waiting inside for Mr. Aoyama."

Aoyama Xiu Xin entered the small building, which was essentially a standalone villa. The interior wasn’t large; one could see the entire dining cum living room from the porch—yet, the moment wasn’t particularly spacious with all eyes turning toward him due to the inadequate seating on the sofa.

Some were seated on chairs that had been brought over.

Ito Sei occupied the central position on the sofa.

"General Ito!" With a brilliant smile, Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed to him and to the others, "And gentlemen, it’s been a while!"

"Mr. Aoyama, long time no see, please come take a seat here." Ito Sei warmly invited him to sit beside him, having reserved that spot especially.

The others also greeted him amicably.

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, "As the elder, General, your generous invitation is hard to refuse."

He promptly walked over and took a seat.

"Mr. Aoyama, on the phone, you mentioned that you had some good news for us?" After some initial pleasantries, Ito Sei asked with a smile, addressing the matter directly.

At that moment, the background chatter ceased instantly, and all eyes turned to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, with a cigar Ito Sei had just handed him, took a puff and nodded with a beaming smile, "Indeed, and it’s not just good news for you gentlemen but great news."

"Alright, Mr. Aoyama, let’s not tease us folks familiar with swordplay; we don’t have the mindset to guess, just tell us straight, what’s this great news?" A first-class lieutenant colonel blurted out.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Aoyama, do tell."

"We’re all very anxious here!"

The others chimed in, and although a few generals, including Ito Sei, smiled without saying a word, the anticipation was palpable.

"Very well, I’ll tell you," Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured for quiet and then looked at Ito Sei, "The Cabinet plans to invest one hundred and fifty billion US dollars in major infrastructure projects this year to stimulate the sluggish economy, and as a tourist destination, Hokkaido will surely receive several billion in funding. Our East Field Construction Corporation, has secured about seventy percent of the projects throughout the prefecture through various means!"

The room erupted.

"Seventy percent? That must be over a hundred billion US dollars, right? That’s a billion dollars!"

"Are we about to strike it rich? I knew investing in Mr. Aoyama’s company was the right decision!"

"Mr. Aoyama is truly Fortune himself..."

Everyone excitedly blushed, and their enthusiastic discussions and lavish praises to Aoyama Xiu Xin came unrestrained.

Even Ito Sei, his heart thumping hard upon hearing this news, had to fiercely take several puffs of his cigarette to hide his reaction.

Last year, Japan’s total military budget was said to be thirty-six billion US dollars, with less than ten billion going to the Land Guard. Now, the East Field Construction Corporation was about to receive a project payment exceeding ten billion US dollars, perhaps even more.

Even if they skimmed just a fraction off the top, it would exceed their corrupt gains of the past decadeorthand more.

Indeed, whatever the endeavor, finding the right approach always yields results; if they had only siphoned off funds behind closed doors, when could they ever have hoped to achieve financial freedom?

"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen!" Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up and clapped his hands, shouting loudly to attract everyone’s attention, "Since East Field Construction Corporation has secured a huge deal and everyone is happy, I’ve decided to give everyone an advance on their bonuses from the project, stored right outside in the car. Could a few of you please go out and help bring it in?"

"We will go!" A few junior officers immediately volunteered and rushed out eagerly.

Ito Sei, with a helpless expression, commented, "Mr. Aoyama, you must think us a joke, being afraid of poverty in the Land Guard!"

"I don’t find it funny at all; rather, I find it quite sad. It’s a failure on the part of the government and unjust policy!" Aoyama Xiu Xin said sorrowfully.

Ito Sei laughed heartily, "If you, Mr. Aoyama, were the Prime Minister, then the Land Guard would have hope."

"Then I shall try my best to become the Prime Minister," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied in a joking tone.

No one present took these words seriously.

They didn’t doubt that Aoyama Xiu Xin could enter the Cabinet.

But reaching the pinnacle of power would be tough.

Moreover, even if that day came, it would likely be decades from now, by which time most of those present would have retired.

When Ito Sei and others saw a group of junior officers carrying several large boxes in, they were all somewhat surprised and confused, "Mr. Aoyama, how much is here?"

"One billion yen, not much. Just take it for now and make do, more will come directly into your accounts after the project is over," said Aoyama Xiu Xin with a light smile.

Everyone took a sharp intake of breath — one billion yen wasn’t much? That was already a hell of a lot!

When the boxes were opened and piles of cash appeared before everyone, all decorum was lost as everybody went wild. Grabbing money and flinging it around, they sang and danced under a rain of bills, laughing uproariously.

Some even knelt on the floor, grabbing money and sobbing uncontrollably, tears of joy streaming down their faces. Who could have imagined living like this just a year ago?

All thanks to Mr. Aoyama!

"Alright! Pack up the money! Look at yourselves!" After everyone had vented, Ito Sei reprimanded them, then turned to Aoyama Xiu Xin, "Mr. Aoyama, shall we move on to dinner? Anything else, we can discuss over drinks later."

"Sure! I’ve been looking forward to getting drunk with the nation’s finest swords," nodded Aoyama Xiu Xin.

A few stayed behind to pack up the money, unconcerned about anyone stealing; the rest headed upstairs Aoyama Xiu Xin discovered a lavishly decorated large private room upstairs which was unassuming from the outside.

Apparently, these guys knew how to enjoy themselves.

After everyone was seated, various dishes and fine wines were served promptly.

"To entertain Mr. Aoyama, our forever precious friend of the Land Guard, merely good food and wine isn’t enough; we must have beauties too," said Ito Sei and clapped his hands, signaling someone to come in.

The door to the private room was pushed open again, and one after another, tall, sexy soldiers dressed in military uniforms entered. They had an air of valor but no signs of being weather-beaten; their skin was fair, clearly made up, hands free of calluses, military uniforms tightly wrapping their exquisite figures, exuding an indescribable allure.

"This... this... this..." Aoyama Xiu Xin was utterly astounded, this was ridiculously absurd!

Seeing his reaction, Ito Sei smiled satisfyingly and suggested, "They are members of the music band. Mr. Aoyama, do you see anyone you like?"

The Army, Navy, and Air Force each had their own music bands.

Actually, they were propaganda teams.

"How about keeping them all?" Aoyama Xiu Xin tentatively asked, finding it hard to let anyone leave.

Everyone was stunned and then burst into laughter.

Ito Sei shouted a hearty, "If Mr. Aoyama likes them all, then let’s keep them all."

As his words fell, he waved to the female soldiers, "Take good care of Mr. Aoyama tonight, make him reluctant to leave. This is a military mission!"

"Sir, yes sir!" Several soldiers saluted together and then approached Aoyama Xiu Xin. Switching from their previously valiant and frigid demeanor, they smiled cheerfully as they sat on his lap to pour him tea, feed him fruit, some knelt by his feet to massage his legs, others stood behind rubbing his shoulders...

"Chief of Police Aoyama, I toast to you."

"Oh, drink mine, drink mine."

"Alright, alright, drink all," Aoyama Xiu Xin, in the midst of a flock of women, embraced them left and right. His hands roamed unchecked, noting under those long trousers were stockings, silently lamenting how morals had declined!

He actually wasn’t that lecherous; it was primarily to show this side of himself so Ito Sei and others would feel reassured.

While slacking off, Aoyama Xiu Xin ate the food brought to his mouth, his words muffled, "Pick the Land Guard generals from Hokkaido. Introduce me, General Ito, I’ll be staying there for quite some time, might need help someday."

"Alright, alright, no problem. When they come to collect their bonus, I will introduce you," Ito Sei assured with a smile. He had roped in all the senior officers to invest in East Field Construction Corporation, so that one billion yen "pocket money" had a place and shared among the top brass.

That night, Aoyama Xiu Xin stayed overnight at the Land Guard Staff Headquarters, instructing the female soldiers on the traditional musical instrument ’xiao,’ greatly benefiting them.

His legs were wobbly the next day, collapsing instantly into his car, "Never underestimate the Japanese individual combat skills and infantry coordinated combat."

Don’t ask why it’s the infantry; there were no horses last night.

Alcohol and lust indeed harm one’s health; starting today, no more alcohol!

"Boss, don’t you find it absurd that the military is like this?" Jin Yucheng, greatly shocked, couldn’t understand how Aoyama Xiu Xin, as a Japanese, could tolerate this.

Aoyama Xiu Xin, nonchalant, lit a cigarette and held it, "Is absurdity so bad? If these Japanese were not absurd, others would be panicked. I’m fucking contributing to world peace!"

Jin Yucheng thought about it and found these words surprisingly sensible. Considering his boss Aoyama Xiu Xin’s exploits, he seemed like a pioneer in resisting Japanese aggression.

The next Nobel Peace Prize should be awarded to him.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we’re running late for my adoptive grandfather’s grand birthday," Aoyama Xiu Xin glanced at his watch, suddenly turned pale, and kept urging Jin Yucheng.

He played too hard last night, causing him to get up too late this morning, and it was almost noon.

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