Sapporo Medical University Hospital.
In a spacious and bright VIP hospital room.
Dressed in a patient's gown, Miyashita Hidekatsu leaned back against the headboard in a relaxed pose, his expression solemn as he looked at the unexpected visitor, gently fiddling with a business card in his hand.
Dressed in a suit and shoes, East Line Constitution wore a polite yet distant smile on his face, hands placed in front of him in a slight bow, his seemingly respectful and courteous attitude betraying a hint of arrogance and audacity.
In response to Miyashita Hidekatsu's question, he answered calmly, "I am not here in a personal capacity today, but rather on behalf of the entire Tobacco Industry Corporation, concerning your son's matter."
In his own capacity, he should show absolute respect when facing Miyashita Hidekatsu, but today, he was representing the attitude of the Tobacco Industry Corporation.
"Ri Zu?" Miyashita Hidekatsu raised an eyebrow.
