Chapter 1081

Surrounded by the crowd in the middle of Li Fan, some helplessly looking at the surrounding suddenly enthusiastic guests, some do not adapt to this atmosphere.

But Huizi, who often accompanies his family to attend various occasions, is more handy in dealing with them and responds politely to all the visitors.

Those who want to make friends with Li Fan, seeing that Li Fan doesn't seem to have much to say, turn their attention to Huizi one after another.

These people who couldn't have a word with Huizi before are all around Huizi with great enthusiasm.

The feeling of being surrounded again after ten years of neglect makes Huizi's eyes narrowed into crescent moon.

In particular, the smile on Huizi's face was more brilliant when He Zi bowed his head to apologize to her just now.

From her mother's death to now, she is almost used to the feeling of being surrounded by others, and the situation of being apologized always appears in her dream.

Suddenly will dream into reality, let Huizi hold a bit grateful to see Li Fan.

If it wasn't for him, maybe he could only hide in a corner, watching the crowd, but he was isolated from the world!

Thinking like this, Huizi can't help standing on tiptoe, and the cold lip print is printed on Li Fan's cheek.

"Thank you

Whispering soft words in my ears, the cool touch of my cheek awakened Li Fan, who was paying attention to the center of the meeting. He had to look back and said with a bitter smile: "it's OK."

"Cough!"

A slight, inaudible cough seemed to ring in the center of the meeting.

Even in the noisy crowd, Li Fan also with the help of extraordinary ear power, clearly heard the cough.

But at the same time, he was obviously not alone.

Almost at the same time that Li Fan heard, the two slight coughs appeared in everyone's ears.

It's very low and clear.

"Lord Junxiong is here."

I don't know who it is. Suddenly, the noisy crowd suddenly stopped all the conversation. In the huge conference hall, the needle could be heard.

The whole world seems to be quiet at this moment.

At this moment, the crowd around Li Fan dispersed in the form of birds and beasts. Li Fan, who was able to get rid of the entanglement, narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his eyes to the center of the venue again.

There was an old man in Japanese clothes sitting at a low wooden table.

In fact, Li Fan noticed the old man three minutes ago, but no one saw him before the cough.

His temples are white and his eyebrows are drooping. He looks like an ordinary old man. If you look at him carefully, he is somewhat extraordinary.

On his face, there are two conspicuous scars, a cross shaped scar. On his neck, there is also a brown scar, that is, the bare palms. You can also see different small wounds.

It's hard to imagine why such an old man has so many scars.

Just the visible skin is covered with so many scars. How many invisible wounds should be hidden under the black-and-white Japanese clothes.

"Thank you for joining me in this tea party."

The old voice resounded throughout the audience.

The old man at the wooden table, holding the teapot steadily in his right hand, filled a cup for himself and filled the cup on the empty seat.

Everyone noticed the self-care behavior of the old man and wondered who the owner of the empty seat would be.

Who is the lucky one to be invited to sit with him.

Is it the middle-aged man next to him?

Someone looked at the Mediterranean man standing beside him and shook his head.

The man they knew was just a cabinet minister, not qualified to sit with him.

Could it be Mr. Koizumi?

Everyone hesitated and looked around the field, all nodding to themselves.

It should be.

Koizumi looked at his father with complacency. All the people present, except Toshio Kamiya, had the highest status of his father in terms of identity.

Not only does he hold an important position in Japanese politics, but he is also the current head of Koizumi's family. Such a status should make him a guest of honor.

At this moment, no one pays attention to Li Fan, who has become famous. Compared with the new appearance of Junxiong Shengu, Li Fan's unknown identity is no longer important.

No matter how they guess, they don't think that Li Fan, a young man, has the same qualification as nobuyo Kobe. Even Junichiro Koizumi can't match him.

Huizi, who just came out of the crowd, also cast his awed eyes on the wooden table.

This is not the first time that she has seen him from a distance, but she has never had a chance to talk with him.It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't.

Just like at this time, even if they are only a few meters away, they are like a curse, separating the two.

Their identities are so different.

As a great master with a long reputation in Japan, she enjoys too much respect, and she is just a little minister's daughter.

But she was also curious. On weekdays, this kind of tea party is not attended by Junxiong Kamiya. It's just a platform for people to communicate with each other. Today, the tea party is just the beginning, and Junxiong Kamiya comes out.

This kind of performance seems unusual.

Under the awe of everyone's gaze, Toshio Kamiya spoke again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think it's necessary for me to say sorry in advance."

Under his calm appearance, there seems to be an unsettled heart: "originally, today was supposed to be an ordinary tea party, but yesterday, I got the unexpected news that an unexpected friend came to Japan as a guest."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, a word of nobuyo Kobe, instantly aroused people's strong curiosity.

They've never seen any friends in the world.

"Junxiong's friend should be the same person standing on the top of Japan and even the world."

Huizi has a small hand, and her eyes are eager. It seems that she is a friend of many years.

"Maybe!"

Li Fan just responded with a bitter smile.

When he saw Toshio Kamiya and shinohima standing together, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Especially when I saw the simple Tai Dao beside the table, this premonition became more intense.

From the Taidao, which has been handed down for hundreds of years, he felt the sense of war, coming from the sense of war of shunxiong Shengu.

"Ding Dong!"

Just as Li Fan frowned, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, attracting the dissatisfied gaze of people around him.

I didn't know how to attend the tea party of Daye's family.