Tokyo Harbor District, Santian Third District.
President Inakawa Hong of the Daokuan Association spent the night at a residence here, and at aged fifty-two, his energy was not what it once had been, he went to bed early. However, when he was sleeping soundly, a series of telephone rings woke him up.
"Dingling ling! Dingling ling ling!"
"Moshi moshi?" he mumbled as he opened his eyes and reached for the phone on the bedside table.
The call was from a bodyguard downstairs in the living room, who respectfully said, "President, Yamakawa Ichiro, Manager of the Yamakawa Family, requests an audience, saying he has brought a gift for you."
"Idiot!" Inakawa Hong cursed, upset by the interruption of his good dream, but he was aware that for Yamakawa Ichiro to visit so late, there must be some urgent matter, and he said, "Let him wait downstairs."
