Obviously, talking about business is just a cover. These guys have an ulterior motive for coming to Japan, but he still can't figure out what the purpose is.
After coming to this conclusion, Yuan Zhisheng's handsome face frowned slightly.
Of course, what displeased him was not only that the other party might come with a purpose, but also...
These guys are late!
He doesn't like people who are not punctual and the appointed time has already passed.
As the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family, his time is very precious. He has different arrangements for almost every time period. However, just a few minutes of delay due to these "guests" that need to be received will cause him to suffer in the future. All trips have been postponed.
Yuan Zhisheng felt that he was already very sincere. As the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family, he personally came to greet ordinary employees of several companies.
Of course, this is not to give face to these employees, but to give face to the company behind these employees. As Crow mentioned just now, the company's status is like a real "landlord" there, and it is more cunning than them. "Tu emperors" like the Qiba family are more official, more authoritative, and more powerful. Before setting off, his father also reminded him to pay attention and act with caution.
So today he was fully armed and brought a large group of people to greet him, right? This is indeed sincere.
Although they are very sincere, it is obvious that the guys at the company do not seem to intend to accept such sincerity, and they have not shown up until now.
Just when Yuan Zhisheng decided to wait another five minutes and let the guys come to the headquarters of the Sheqi Eight Family to meet him if the other party hadn't arrived by the time, the originally quiet hall became noisy again.
"Sorry, sorry, give in, give in."
Accompanied by the sound of pure Chinese, the tourists who were checking in and out of the hall unconsciously gave way to a path, and in the middle of the path, three people came slowly.
"No wonder the principal said that we don't have to worry about getting lost when we get here. We can find the person who picks us up at a glance. So that's what happened?"
Zhang Chulan looked at the crowd of people greeting them in the distance and couldn't help complaining, "Brother, do you think there are so many of them and they want to fight?
Yes, they had actually gotten off the plane a long time ago, but they had never been able to find the person to receive them, and because they were unfamiliar with the place and the language barrier, they were afraid of getting lost, so they had been waiting in the lounge before the commotion outside.
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The woman came here for the first time, and the two men walked on either side of the woman. If these clothes were taken away... Yuan Zhisheng felt more like the daughter of a gangster traveling with a loser and bodyguards.
Yes, his first impression of the three people in the company was that Feng Baobao was the most reliable.
If someone who knew the situation knew what Yuan Zhisheng was thinking at this moment, they would probably laugh out loud. In fact, he guessed completely wrong. The most unreliable one among the three was Feng Baobao.
Sun Haoran and Zhang Chulan were afraid that Sister Baoer would cause mischief, so they found her such an inconvenient outfit and even let the girl walk in the middle to stop her movements.
Although they don't have a good impression of Xiaoli, they are here as guests after all, so it's not good to kill people when they meet.
And Yuan Zhisheng soon realized this.
because……
"Are you the ones who came to pick us up?"
Walking in front of Yuan Zhisheng and others, Feng Baobao spoke in Sichuan dialect, tilted her head, stretched her neck, and glared with wise eyes, asking arrogantly, if it was inserted into her waist again, it would be a sure blow, but the clothes she was wearing at the moment It's not as easy to move as normal work clothes, so it can't be killed.
"Forehead……"
The corner of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched.
He can indeed speak Chinese, but he really can't speak Sichuan dialect!
"First meeting..." Misbuki Sakura on the side seemed to notice the embarrassment of the young master, and stepped forward to say hello to several people. With her by his side, the reception work should not have been carried out by the young master himself.
"What is she talking about?"
Listening to Misuki Sakura's words, Feng Baobao expressed that he didn't understand, and turned his head to ask the two people beside him in confusion.
"Don't look at me, I don't understand either." Sun Haoran spread his hands and shrugged, indicating that he knew nothing about Japanese.
"Me too, but it should be a greeting, right?" Zhang Chulan also scratched his head in embarrassment.
Yes, as mentioned earlier, none of the three of them can speak Japanese.
Chinese people don’t speak Japanese. It makes sense, right?
"..."
Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched as he listened to the exchanges between several people.
He could understand it now, because when several people communicated, the other two spoke Mandarin.
He wondered what the hell these people were up to? Can you be more professional?
Aren't you here to discuss business? No one can speak Japanese! ? What a fuss! ?
"Excuse me, can you communicate in a language we understand?"
Seemingly seeing the embarrassment on the face of the young man in front of him, Zhang Chulan decided to step forward to "rescue" and politely reminded him, but his arrogant and evil-like attitude did not seem to be polite at all.
According to the intelligence, he knew the identity of this young man. He was the young master of the Japanese gangster family Sheqi. He had studied at Kassel College, so he must be able to speak Chinese.
The minister made it very clear when he handed over the task. There is no need to give these guys face, not at all.
What about the gang? Everywhere knows how to deal with local snakes like this. Do you think this is a joke?
In short, with the company's support behind him, and two powerful bosses who are worth the report, Zhang Chulan is not panicked at all. He doesn't care what the identity of the guy in front of him is. Since he is here to greet them, he should show some real sincerity. Come.
Is it cool to have so many people around?
I know you are Chinese and you say hello in Japanese. Is that right?
I won’t accept this, thank you.
"..."
Seeing that the people in front of him didn't take so many of them seriously, Yuan Zhisheng fell silent.
He had imagined thousands of situations when meeting with the company, but he never expected that the other party would be so disrespectful.
Brother, after all, aren’t you here to discuss business? Is this really good if I don’t even act for a moment? This is totally out of character...
"Ahem, Xiaolanzi, why are you talking? Pay attention to your attitude, your attitude."
Sun Haoran seemed to see it
Yuan Zhisheng was so embarrassed that he stepped forward to rescue him with a smile, and held down Zhang Chulan to signal him to calm down the arrogant expression on his face.
When it comes to singing, division of labor and cooperation.
"Sorry, sorry, the guy who just came to the company is not very sensible."
With that said, he stretched out his hand towards Yuan Zhisheng, "Nice to meet you?"
"Fortunately... I will..."
Yuan Zhisheng suppressed his anger, stretched out his hand and shook it tightly.
Could he not see what was going on?
When someone pretends to be a bad guy, someone has to pretend to be a good guy. When something happens, they use "newcomer in the company" as an excuse.
What can he do? If they get angry on the spot, it will appear that they have no structure here.
This group of people obviously did this on purpose, just to make it difficult for them to attack and suppress their anger.
At this moment, the people in front of them almost had "I just like to see you want to beat me but can't" engraved on their faces.
"The young master of the eight Sheqi families, Minamoto Chisheng, is currently the director of the Japanese Executive Bureau. Like you, he studied at Kassel Academy."
While Yuan Zhisheng introduced himself, he held Sun Haoran's hand and squeezed it slightly.
Playing these little tricks, you will find the right one...
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!
!
Feeling the power coming from his palm, Yuan Zhisheng's face became extremely ugly.
He originally thought that although he couldn't get angry openly, he could secretly give the guy in front of him a lesson to relieve his anger, but who knew that as soon as he exerted force on his hand...
What kind of monster is this?
C level?
No... absolutely impossible.
Obviously, the family's information about these people in the company is not accurate. It should be said that they only have information from the academy, but the company headquarters is completely unable to penetrate it.
A bad premonition arose in Yuan Zhisheng's mind.
He realized instantly that his father was right, and he had to treat people in the company more carefully.
"Company Execution Department, Sun Haoran."
Sun Haoran smiled and said hello as if nothing happened.
"Please give me more advice."
As he spoke, he let go of his hand.
"Please... give me more advice."
Yuan Zhisheng withdrew his hand expressionlessly. Out of politeness, he then shook hands with the remaining Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.
"Hey, so you are so good at Chinese?"
Zhang Chulan shook Yuan Zhisheng's hand and praised the other person's accent, with a rich smile on his face, "Can you be our tour guide?"
Don't ask why he smiled so brightly, just ask that he noticed that Yuan Zhisheng quietly changed his hand when shaking hands with him.
Baby, does it hurt?
"Tour guide?"
The corner of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched.
He wanted to yell at these guys for pushing their limits, but after thinking deeply, he realized that this seemed to be an opportunity to monitor these guys personally.
This group of dangerous guys must not be allowed to run amok in Japan, and based on the brief confrontation with that man just now... he knew that no one in the entire Sheqi family except himself might be qualified for this task.
Unknowingly, he had fallen into Sun Haoran's "trick"...ah, this was a conspiracy.
Isn't their goal here to investigate the "Emperor's Blood"? Although the company doesn't know who the person with the so-called "Emperor's Blood" is, Sun Haoran knows! So he deliberately used this method to make Yuan Zhisheng have to die personally.
Of course, Zhang Chulan didn't know about this. He just sent out the invitation according to Sun Haoran's instructions. This kind of invitation is in line with the minister's request that they should not be polite. Let the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family be the tour guide. Is there anything more rude than this?
You see, everyone behind Yuan Zhisheng looked as if they had eaten shit at this moment, but without Yuan Zhisheng's signal, they did not dare to act rashly. After all, their young master was still "in their hands".
It wasn't until after shaking hands with Feng Baobao that Yuan Zhisheng finally
After getting rid of the clutches, he retreated to Misubuki Sakura and others.
"Young Master...they..."
Misbuki Sakura and Crow both had gloomy faces, and Yasha even looked like he was ready to take down the three people in front of him at any given moment.
Yuan Zhisheng shook his head slightly and signaled everyone not to act rashly. Then he looked at the three people in the company again: "Please, three of you. This is an airport after all. If we continue to stay, it will disrupt order."
As he spoke, he waved gently, and the people in black neatly moved out of the way, lifting the blockade of the airport.
"I just said it doesn't need to be so grand. Why do so many people come? It's not good to waste people and money."
On the way out of the airport, Zhang Chulan teased something.
"After all, you are distinguished guests, and you must observe the proper etiquette." The corner of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched, but he could only maintain a smile.
It wasn't until everyone evacuated from the airport that the tourists and staff in the lobby came to their senses, wondering what the background of those three people was that could make the people of the Sheqi Eighth Family so "pleasant".
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"Since you are discussing cooperation, do you need to conduct market research first?"
Yuan Zhisheng drove the Hummer himself, carrying three people.
There were only four of them in the car at the moment. Yingying had suggested that she be the driver, but Yuan Zhisheng refused. Although it was only a short trial, he knew that if these guys were to take action, everyone he brought would be They will only become a burden.
"Of course, otherwise why would we need a tour guide?" Zhang Chulan replied with a smile, "None of the three of us speak Japanese, so I ask Yuanjun to try to arrange someone who can speak better Chinese when arranging people."
"No need, these are distinguished guests, of course I have to entertain them myself." Yuan Zhisheng also smiled, "Didn't we just agree?"
"Huh? Isn't this...not good? Actually, I was just joking."
"No, no, no, please let me do this. I have already canceled my next trip."
"That's really troublesome. You Japanese people are so hospitable. Thank you so much!" Zhang Chulan praised with a thumbs-up look on her face.
"Uh...hehehe..."
