Chapter 527: Show off each other's fathers
After entering the door, several people did their own things. Chu Zihang stared at the ivy on the wall, Yuan Zhisheng and Ying were about to communicate with the guy who looked like a gangster, Lu Mingfei was still trying to persuade them, and Caesar had already started chatting with the store clerk.

The store has a very detailed variety of flowers, including lilies, roses, carnations, hawthorn flowers, etc. Some have buds, while others are bare.

Even so, it can be seen that each flower is carefully cared for, waiting to bloom with its own unique beauty.

It is said that finding such a magical and amazing flower shop in Akihabara, a place full of comics and cosplayers, is as incredible as the cafe next to it.

Caesar walked up to the hawthorn flowers, squatted down and looked up at every vein from beginning to end. Just this professional look made Lu Mingfei give him a thumbs up. He thought that the boss was worthy of being the boss. Even the flowers he gave to a married woman were cunning enough.

There are two meanings of hawthorn flowers: "the waiting of love" and "the sincerity of friendship". Even if it is given to the opposite sex, it is not certain what the real meaning is.

Caesar looked over each bunch of hawthorn flowers carefully, like a strict examiner.

Zhen Zhanzhan stood behind the counter and dared not speak. As the store manager, he should entertain customers and introduce the types and characteristics of various flowers to them. But the few people in front of him looked a little scary. He really thought they might be the guy's friends. But when he looked over there, the guy also looked shocked and didn't dare to speak at all.

I really noticed that the foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes was looking at my hawthorn flowers. I felt a little nervous, afraid of what he would do to my flowers.

Because he was squatting on the ground, Zhen could see the Yaksha-eating demon pictures on the lining of his suit lapels. This gorgeous and solemn decoration made Zhen think that they must be big shots in the underworld, so even that guy would shrink in front of these people.

"With careful care, the buds are strong and will surely bloom in two months. Hawthorns that bloom first can absorb more sunlight and produce sweeter hawthorns."

"Boss, you've been looking at me for so long, and it turns out you were just thinking about other people's fruits."

"Not entirely. I know about this flower and tried to grow it myself when I was a kid, but it takes too long to grow it from seeds, so I can only study the quality of the seedlings and flowers."

"No wonder so many girls like you, big brother. It turns out that giving flowers is something that has been cultivated since childhood. Damn, when I was a kid my aunt only told me which green onions were not tasty and how to use the worm holes on lettuce to bargain with the vendors."

Zhen hid behind the counter and eavesdropped on their conversation, but unfortunately she couldn't understand what they were saying at all, it sounded like Chinese.

However, when she saw the fierce-looking stranger stroking her flowers, she could tell that he was observing very seriously and was not pretending like other childish boys. And from his gentle expression, it seemed that he was praising her flowers, which made her feel a little shy.

"It's not about training. No one dares to train the successor of the Gattuso family to plant a pot of flowers. I learned all this just to make my mother happy. My mother said that this plant has a flawless white appearance and exudes a faint fragrance, just like my Caesar."

"...Ha, haha, actually I think a carnation might be a better gift for my mother. When I was in school, everyone would buy a carnation on Mother's Day and put it in the most conspicuous place on the table, as if they were afraid that others wouldn't know they had a mother."

Caesar was stunned for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Lu Mingfei. Then he stood up, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"I've read Journey to the West. The monkey in it jumped out of a stone. You should put a long stick on the table and tell them you are the Monkey King."

"Boss, are you trying to comfort me? I don't need it. I have a mom and a dad, but they can't come home to see me because of work."

"Of course I know. Could it be that you really came out of a stone?"

Lu Mingfei was silent for a while, and then continued to complain: "...and your method doesn't work at all in my country. Before I took up the stick and dominated Huaguo Mountain, I was dragged to the office and scolded by the teacher."

"I understand. I was once lectured for wanting to bring a Desert Eagle to school."

"Heh, heh heh..."

Perhaps because he felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Lu Mingfei seemed to be struggling with something. He hesitated for a while and then returned to the previous topic. He didn't really want to talk about his parents with others.

"Boss, why does your mother like hawthorn flowers?"

"I asked my mother, and she said that in the past Europeans believed that hawthorn flowers could ward off demons and evil magic, and hawthorns were often planted on the edges of yards and fields as barriers. It is said that when Jesus Christ was executed, the wreath on his head was made of hawthorn branches, so it was also called the "holy wood." Even if it has withered for centuries, one day the hawthorn will grow lush branches and leaves again, and the flowers will bloom again. My mother hopes that these flowers can replace her and become a barrier to protect me."

"I seem to have heard you say..."

"Yes. Mom's health deteriorated after she gave birth to me, and she couldn't leave the ward, so I wanted the hawthorn flowers to protect her on my behalf. Later, when she grew up, she couldn't see anymore, and the hawthorn flowers have a very faint scent, so I stayed by her bedside, holding her hand. Because only in this way could she feel my presence, and feel that she was not alone, and that she had not been abandoned by this world."

"..."

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth but still couldn't say a word.

He didn't know why the topic suddenly became so heavy. Even if he wanted to say something bad to ease the atmosphere, it was not appropriate. He had no experience in this kind of thing because no one was willing to share his childhood with him. Ah! Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered that there was such a person. He turned his head and looked at that person. Compared with Caesar, Chu Zihang's childhood was not good - his parents divorced when he was in elementary school, his beautiful mother found a new husband, and he went out with his biological father a few days before his birthday and met Nibelungen.

What is this, a childhood misery competition?

And why did they all come to share with him? Lu Mingfei didn't think he was qualified to be the referee of this competition.

Even though Caesar's parents are sick and one is a scumbag, he still knows that his parents exist and love him very much. He is also the eldest son of Gattuso. How could his childhood be miserable? The same is true for my senior brother. Even if his parents are divorced, his super beautiful mother can still catch a richer new father and live a worry-free life from then on.

Lu Mingfei recalled what he had heard since childhood: "Lu Mingfei went to buy a fountain pen. Mingze's pen is broken. They have a lot of homework in the key class and are in a hurry. It's still in time for you to buy a new pen." "Lu Mingfei, why is the toilet blocked again? Is it you again? Go and unclog the toilet. Do you know how much it costs to find someone to unclog it?" "Lu Mingfei, you are too noisy. Can you be quiet?" "Lu Mingfei..."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head.

After another silence, Caesar turned back to look at the hawthorn flowers, raised his head and pinched a branch that had already formed a bud, and whispered as if talking to himself:
"I actually know the meaning of hawthorn flowers. Just like its pure appearance, it describes beautiful love. Therefore, the meaning of hawthorn flowers also represents the only love and protection."

"But your father obviously can't do that, boss."

Lu Mingfei felt that he must have been out of his mind to say such a thing, and he regretted it the moment he said it. He was always like this, full of sadness and sorrow, and only by talking nonsense could he cover up his empty emotional cells. Caesar was not angry, but nodded calmly.

"That's true. I think mom must have hoped that man would come to see her. Unfortunately, he is a scumbag. He failed to be either Guardian or Weiyi."

Lu Mingfei felt a little embarrassed, and could only stammer and say worse things: "Boss, this, this can't be blamed on him, didn't you say that he is the equivalent of a stud in the Gattuso family, isn't that what a stud's job is…" Lu Mingfei's voice became smaller and smaller, and he didn't even have the confidence to say it out loud.

Lu Mingfei suddenly understood Caesar. Such a handsome, tall, well-off man, born into a noble family and destined to become the future emperor, could be so self-disciplined. No, the word "self-disciplined" cannot describe it. Caesar is simply a passionate lover, the kind of romantic comic protagonist who loves one person for his whole life.

Lu Mingfei wanted to look up at Caesar's expression. He felt that his words were a bit jerkish and wanted to make amends, but when he looked up, he could only see Caesar's back and the bulge on his waist, which was Dick Tuduo. The boss himself was still looking at the pot of hawthorn.

"Everyone, please have some tea."

At this time, the shop assistant suddenly came over like an angel from heaven. If they continued chatting like this, Lu Mingfei felt that it might develop into a "mutual comfort meeting", comforting each other's souls with a European with magnificent chest muscles. The thought of that scene gave him chills. Lu Mingfei decided to rank the shop assistant second, only after Nuonuo.

"Oh, oh, I'm so sorry to bother you. I'll do it, I'll do it."

Lu Mingfei hurried over to take the tea tray from the trembling shop assistant. He still understood this simple Japanese, thanks to the booklet that Lu Mingze brought him before leaving.

Although he had left the Shilan Middle School Literature Society, he still had the habit of being a servant in the society. When they had gatherings at Zhao Menghua's house, Chen Wenwen would make tea and he would run around serving tea.

The shop assistant in front of him made him feel like he was back in high school. Her hair was tied into a neat ponytail with a coral red hairpin, and she had no other decorations on her body.

Sakura also has no decorations, but Sakura is different from the clerk. Sakura is a ninja who deliberately does not decorate in order not to attract attention. The clerk is different from her. The clerk is a girl who has not had time to decorate. One day, she will walk out of the campus, meet more and more people, be approached by excellent people, and see a wider world. In the future, she will wear a shining necklace, ring and watch, and become glittering, but at this moment, she only has the feeling of flowers, tea, and wool vest, just like Chen Wenwen back then.

"Are you going to buy flowers?"

The clerk spoke in a very low voice, and Lu Mingfei had to listen very carefully to hear her clearly. She lowered her head, and Lu Mingfei felt that this was another girl who was attracted to the boss's domineering aura. He didn't know if she was just afraid.

Gen Chisei noticed what was happening here and led the man in the store and Sakura over.

Ying acted as a translator and translated it for them verbatim.

Lu Mingfei thought, we didn't buy flowers, we were just showing off our unreliable parents. But this was obviously not appropriate to say, so he just laughed dryly and kept silent, thinking about how to follow up with a bad remark.

Perhaps seeing this, Yuan Zhisheng said:

"If you still want to investigate that matter, you can ask this man."

After Gen Chisheng finished speaking, he looked at Sakura, who immediately understood and asked the man in Japanese, and then translated it again for Caesar's team.

"Are you Noda Shou from the Noda Group?"

"Yes! Noda Hisashi of the Noda Group in Kabukicho, Akihabara, Tokyo, the current leader of the Noda Group, the Third Generation!"

Noda Shou stood straight with his head held high, like an elementary school student being called in class.

"The Noda Group is the gang in charge of this Kabukicho area. This used to be a sex toy store and is under the jurisdiction of the Noda Group."

After translating Noda's answer, Sakura explained the Noda team's situation to Caesar's team. Caesar's team nodded and looked at Noda.

"Such a young team leader, do you have no one else available in the underworld? He probably hasn't even graduated from school yet."

Lu Mingfei complained.

Caesar observed the so-called team leader in front of him and was somewhat disappointed. The man could not be more than twenty years old at most, and there was still some immaturity in his voice, and he certainly did not look like a gangster.

This kind of communication was also different from what he had imagined. In his eyes, the gang boss should be sitting on the sofa in a nightclub full of short skirts and thighs, with weapons on the table, and then both sides would light a cigarette and compete to see who would lose their temper first and point a gun at the other's head.

"The Noda Group, a bunch of small-time thugs who run a few stores and collect protection fees, are completely inferior to the mainstream. There's no need for the main family to pay attention to them. You all know about the previous incident. It's already very good that the gang can survive under such conditions. This person may just be the leader who was forcibly pushed out after the Noda Group collectively escaped." Gen Chisheng explained.

Lu Mingfei nodded, and then put the teacup heavily on the table:
"Yours! Were you forced to work?"

Sakura translated the words verbatim to Noda Hisashi.

"There was no coercion. The second generation leader of the Noda Group is my cousin. My cousin had always wanted to nominate me to be the third generation. After my cousin died in battle, the gang held a new election, and I was able to become the leader because I got the most votes." Noda Shou said in a low voice.

Caesar's team nodded again, and it was obvious that they were just fools who were half coaxed and half deceived into coming here.

"How old are you?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Born on May 4, 1916, I am eighteen years old this year."

"Have you finished high school?" Lu Mingfei asked with his head raised.

(End of this chapter)