
To be honest, if the Suzuki Seimei was the same age as him, Yuzo Tomizawa might still be jealous.
But Suzuki Seimei is only seven years old now, Yuzo Tomizawa is really ashamed of being jealous of a child, he can only envy his talent in painting.
Tomizawa Yuzo glanced at Suzuki Seimei with complicated eyes, and said with a slight resignation: "Oke~ I promise you that it will be fine. After I marry Ayako, I'll go to the company to help."
"Good! You finally found the answer, as expected of my good son, hahaha..." Tomizawa Tetsuji laughed happily.
In fact, Yuzo Tomizawa chose to compromise, on the one hand because he was fascinated by Suzuki Seimei's painting talent, and on the other hand because he was getting married.
After all, Yuzo Tomizawa is getting married to Ayako Suzuki. There was no way he would let Ayako Suzuki manage the affairs of the company. Then he just paints and has fun every day. Isn't he equivalent to eating soft rice?
Sure was! Yuzo Tomizawa will not give up his painting hobby, but he will focus most of his energy on future work, and painting will become a hobby.
"Goodbye home run, nine against eight, the playoffs enter the second half of the eleventh inning, and the air-to-air team ends this close game ..."
Time passed, and the live broadcast of baseball gradually ended. Tetsuji Tomizawa couldn't hold back the cheers excitedly, "Oh yeah! Oh yea! Live, this is the essence of professional baseball!"
“OK, Dad, it's very late, it's time we come back.” Yuzo Tomizawa said helplessly as the baseball live broadcast finally ended.
"Oh! It's already half eleven. It's really disturbing."
Tomizawa Tetsuji glanced at his watch and smiled shyly, "Ayako, then Yuzo and I will return first, and tomorrow I will bring two other sons who are not good enough to visit you~"
"Uncle, you're too polite."
Ayako Suzuki smiled, sent Yuzo Tomizawa and the others to the villa gate, and said softly, "Be careful on the road."
"Ayako, you also take a break early, see you tomorrow."
As Yuzo Tomizawa and the others left the villa, a black shadow emerged from the corner of the villa and followed them silently.
On the other hand, the assassin hiding in the dark also begins his assassination plot after learning the news of Tetsuji Tomizawa's departure through a monitor hidden in Tomizawa's Tetsuji watch.
"Dad, I still have an illustration that needs to be revised. I'll go to the studio first. You should rest early!"
"OK, you can go do your business."
Tetsuji Tomizawa finished his words, waved at Yuzo Tomizawa, and walked towards the bathroom.
Since Tomizawa Yuzo has promised Tomizawa Tetsuji that after he and Suzuki Ayako get married, he will work and help in the company, so Tomizawa Tetsuji doesn't mind him liking drawing now.
Everyone has a hobby, just like Tetsuji Tomizawa himself who likes baseball.
The reason Tomizawa Tetsuji hated his son writing novels and paintings was because he felt it was just a little toy.
For example, his eldest son Taiichi Tomizawa, to become a novelist, did not even want to inherit the family business of the Tomizawa Consortium. Is this not playing around and losing your mind?
You should know that even a world-class top novelist cannot make as much as one percent of the wealth of the Fuze Consortium, not to mention Fuze Taichi has no such talent at all when it comes to writing.
Rather than let Taichi Tomizawa spend years and become a third-rate novelist, Tetsuji Tomizawa felt that it would be better to force him to work for a company, so he secretly pressured the publisher not to give Taichi Tomizawa a chance to work.
In some of Tetsuji Tomizawa's traditional ideas, he still feels that his eldest son is the most suitable heir, so he forces Taiyi Tomizawa to return to inherit the family business.
As for the fact that Taichi Tomizawa wanted to become a novelist, there was no conflict at all with him returning to inherit the family business.
Although the Fortune Consortium is not as rich as the Suzuki Consortium, it is also a large company with a market value of over 50 billion US dollars.
As long as Taichi Tomizawa was willing to go back and inherit the family business, let alone he wanted to become a novelist, even if he bought several publishers, he could print and distribute his novels every day.
Don't put the carriage in front of the horse in doing anything!
Tomizawa Tetsuji can allow Tomizawa Tai to write novels as a hobby, but he can't tolerate her taking writing novels as her main business.
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the explosion! "
Just as Tomizawa Yuzo was walking to the studio door, a black shadow suddenly emerged from behind him, and a stick smashed into the back of his head, knocking him unconscious.
After the black shadow dropped Yuzo Tomizawa, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he walked towards the villa's computer room, and the Kanshu Law www.uukanshu.com pulled the main switch.
Clap it!
The entire villa fell into the darkness in an instant.Tetsuji Tomizawa, who was washing, put a towel in his hand with some hesitation, and shouted: "Yuzo, go and see if his journey stumbles?"
the solitude! The silent silence!
After a long time of not hearing Yuzo Tomizawa's reply, Tetsuji Tomizawa suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
Because the main purpose of this holiday is to meet Suzuki Ayako, the future son-in-law, and villa resort Tetsuji Tomizawa rarely come, so let alone the bodyguard, there are no servants in the villa.
"Yuzo! Yuuz! Where are you, answer me quickly..."
Tomizawa Tetsuji's face changed slightly, he walked out of the bathroom in the darkness, and walked towards the studio.
Just as Tetsuji Tomizawa was walking into the hall, a strong wind suddenly struck from behind him, and a black stick smashed into the back of his head.
"Bang!"
When he heard the sound of the wind, the alert Tetsuji Tomizawa, involuntarily hugged his head with both hands, and blocked the attack in the darkness with his hands.
It was just that Tomizawa Tetsuji was already 60 years old.Although he barely blocked the killer's first attack, he was unable to block the next attack.
"Your!!!"
Just as the assassin was about to continue attacking Fuze Zhezhi with a stick, a huge black shadow suddenly flew from the entrance of the hall, opening his bloody mouth and biting on the killer's arm.
"Ah ah ah..."
The assassin who bitten the shadow on his right arm only felt that his entire right arm was destroyed, and the severe pain from the broken bone made him unable to resist letting out a shrill scream.