"Introduce yourself." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "My name is Zhu Zhiyuan. I am Chinese. I brought my girlfriend here for a vacation. Are you also here for a vacation? You are welcome."
Speaking Chinese, he knew that Sukeo Nakajima could speak Chinese and was very fluent in Mandarin.
However, Zhu Zhiyuan can actually speak Japanese. He doesn't speak it very well, but he can understand and read it. He only learned it in a hurry to watch short films without Chinese subtitles, which was half a bucket of water.
Nakajima Sukeo looked at him looking like he was trying to laugh, and finally smiled, and said in Chinese: "I, Nakajima Sukeo, am Japanese."
"I'm actually a Japanese friend." Zhu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Japan and China are separated by the sea, but we actually met on this island. This is really a fate that we have come thousands of miles to meet."
"It's really fate." Nakajima Sukeo also laughed: "Zhu Jun is a very interesting person."
The feeling Zhu Zhiyuan gave him was indeed strange, but he didn't see any malice in Zhu Zhiyuan's eyes, so he wasn't worried.
He drank the remaining half of the bottle of water, gained strength, and stood up. Zhu Zhiyuan said: "Nakajima-kun, take a rest first. I'll prepare breakfast."
"I'm causing you trouble." Sukeo Nakajima saluted.
Zhu Zhiyuan chuckled.
In his previous life, he highly recommended Japanese etiquette. He felt that the Chinese had completely lost the charm of their own civilization. In a word, in the so-called land of etiquette, where are the etiquette?
From beginning to end, just shaking hands, still learning from the West.
However, the Japanese and Koreans have preserved complete etiquette, and Japan and South Korea all learned from China.
The so-called etiquette is in Japan and Korea. In his previous life, he highly respected this saying.
But once again, his thoughts changed.
In this life, he does not worship beauty, let alone the sun.
Because before he was reborn, the United States had already begun to decline. The empire was still there, but the scene of doomsday had already begun.
As for Japan, it has been lost for forty years and also forty years of despair. The most frightening thing is that Japan’s lifeblood, cars, is actually going to be defeated by electric cars.
That is already the only pillar of Japan in later generations. When that pillar falls, what will be left of Japan?
Although Zhu Zhiyuan was reborn without seeing that day, as a business elite, he had a rough judgment, and after racking his brains, he could not see any way for Japan to save itself.
All his friends in the business world were also pessimistic.
Before his rebirth, there was a conclusion: Japan is dead.
Many Japanese themselves firmly believed in this conclusion, and there was no cure. Therefore, Japanese immigrated in large numbers.
There are also Koreans.
South Korea is even more desperate than Japan. Before Zhu Zhiyuan was reborn, the number of people born in South Korea each year was only 230,000, but the number of immigrants was 600,000.
Ha Han Ha Ri, after being reborn, Zhu Zhiyuan only thought it was a joke.
But even so, a polite person is still popular.
Zhu Zhiyuan first went to get a beach suit, the kind with big sleeves, big pants and bright colors, which is a typical outfit in Southeast Asia.
He gave it to Sukeo Nakajima and said, "Nakajima-kun, please change your clothes first. I haven't worn this set before."
"Thank you Zhu Jun, thank you so much." Sukeo Nakajima really felt uncomfortable, so he took the clothes and changed into them in the coconut grove nearby. He also washed his clothes by the stream and hung them to dry.
At this moment, Liang Jiao heard the voices and woke up. She called Zhu Zhiyuan at the door of the tent: "Zhiyuan."
"Wake up." Zhu Zhiyuan said, "Someone has come to the island. You can sleep a little longer or get up."
"Has someone come to the island?" Liang Jiao was surprised: "Then let me get up."
She put on her clothes and came out. Sukeo Nakajima also washed his clothes and came back. Zhu Zhiyuan introduced them: "This is my girlfriend, Liang Jiao, and this is my Japanese friend, Sukeo Nakajima."
"Hello, Miss Liang." Sukeo Nakajima saluted and said hello.
Liang Jiao was a little confused. She returned the greeting: "Hello, Mr. Nakajima."
When Nakajima Sukeo went to dry his clothes, she asked Zhu Zhiyuan quietly: "How did he come to the island?"
"Swimmed up."
"You came up here?" Liang Jiao opened her mouth.
This is a sea, not a lake. She swam from Japan to the island here. Even if she worked for Zhu Zhiyuan for half a night, she lost her soul, and she still didn't believe it.
"He can't be the pirate king you said."
She was a female lawyer after all, and she still had a bright mind. Compared with Zhu Zhiyuan's always absent-minded appearance these days, she finally became suspicious.
"Correct answer." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed.
But his smile made Liang Jiao even more confused.
"Is that man really the Pirate King? But why did the Pirate King swim to the island without a boat?" She pondered: "Besides, Zhiyuan has been waiting for him these past few days. No, Zhiyuan brought me here. It seems that she is waiting for him, but why does Zhiyuan know?"
She always felt that she couldn't see through Zhu Zhiyuan, and now she was even more confused.
Zhu Zhiyuan ignored her and prepared breakfast. After Nakajima Sukeo ate, he said to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Zhu Jun, I don't have energy right now. I need to take a rest."
"fine."
Zhu Zhiyuan said: "There are hammocks over there. If you feel uncomfortable in the open air, there is also a tent over there."
"I'll sleep in the tent." Sukeo Nakajima stood up and saluted.
"Okay." Zhu Zhiyuan brought out another bottle of red wine: "Nakajima-kun, it may be difficult for you to fall asleep in the broad daylight, so you might as well drink a little wine first."
Nakajima Sukeo has always felt that his behavior was a bit strange. When he saw the wine, this feeling became more intense. Especially when he saw the brand of the wine, he felt like he had seen a ghost, because this wine was his favorite drink. of.
"Zhu Jun, thank you very much." He took a deep look at Zhu Zhiyuan, took the wine, and entered the tent.
After entering the tent, he did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he sat down cross-legged, took three deep breaths, closed his eyes, and relaxed his mind.
After sitting like this for about five minutes, he opened his eyes.
Although he couldn't see Zhu Zhiyuan through the tent, Zhu Zhiyuan's eyes seemed to be right in front of him.
"Why?"
Zhu Zhiyuan's performance is really weird.
The way he looked, it was obvious that he was a person who had been in a shipwreck. Facing a person in distress, it was impossible for a normal person to behave like Zhu Zhiyuan.
"Is he one of Yuko's?"
Thinking like this, he shook his head again: "That's even more impossible. Yuko is only a human being after all, not a god. Even if I didn't die, it's impossible to judge that I would drift to this desert island."
But what happened?
"Maybe he is just a weirdo. Chinese civilization has a long history and there are many strange and strange people."
After thinking this way, he let go because he really couldn't think of a reason.
And he drifted for several days, encountered a storm again, and was really exhausted. He roughly judged that Zhu Zhiyuan could not be the enemy, so he felt relieved. He took the wine and drank half the bottle in one go. He looked at the bottle again. Another wry smile.
"It's really the one I often drink. It's strange."
With a long sigh, he fell on his back and soon began to purr.
Outside, Liang Jiao was also full of curiosity. Zhu Zhiyuan was annoyed by her questions, so he caught her, put her on his knees, shined her butt, and slapped her several times.
Spanking this woman's ass is addictive.
The arrogant and beautiful lawyer lay down obediently and let him beat her, feeling full of conquest.
Liang Jiao was suppressed, but her curiosity became even stronger.
Nakajima Sukeo slept until it was almost dark before he got up. When he left the tent, Zhu Zhiyuan just returned from fishing with Liang Jiao.
"Nakajima-kun, wake up, you have a good meal today."
He raised the fish in his hand and smiled brightly.
His smile gave Sukeo Nakajima a very warm feeling.
"He should be just such a person." Nakajima Sukeo thought, then he put all the messy thoughts behind him and said, "If so, thank you very much."
"You Japanese are so polite." Zhu Zhiyuan laughed.
