MMB Chapter 1539 You're Not Handsome at All
Chapter 1539 You're Not Handsome at All
Chapter 1539 You're Not Handsome at All
"I'll walk you home."
"Go to the International Hotel."
Just as Li Xuewu offered to take her home, Zhou Xiaobai stubbornly insisted on going to the International Hotel.
"You don't live at home?"
Li Xuewu frowned and looked at her, asking, "Don't your parents know you're back?"
"Do you think that's possible?" Zhou Xiaobai rolled her eyes at him, then turned to the driver and emphasized again, "Take me to the International Hotel."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Li Xuewu and complained, "Every move I make after joining the army is under my father's watchful eye. I've had enough of this kind of life."
"He won't see you when you get to medical school?"
Li Xuewu shook his head with amusement, looked ahead and said, "I thought you had changed."
"I have changed!"
Zhou Xiaobai stared at him in the dim light inside the car, pouted and hummed, "I've become ruthless and emotionless."
"Yes, that's true." Li Xuewu nodded as if coaxing a child, and affirmed with a half-smile, "You're even more powerful than me. I'm afraid of you."
"Go to hell—" Zhou Xiaobai, who broke down in a second, wanted to cry. She punched him hard, hating him for being so heartless, not giving her a single word for more than a year.
"Do you really not want to see me?"
She looked at Li Xuewu with a hint of annoyance, and seeing him shake his head, she snorted, "That's right, you are—"
"Sigh—whatever you say goes."
Li Xuewu crossed his right leg, casually resting his hand on his knee, and said, "Why did you suddenly decide to come back?"
"What else? Never come back?"
Zhou Xiaobai pouted and said, "Wouldn't that do exactly what you wanted? Humph—"
"Why would I object to you coming back?"
Li Xuewu said calmly, "I'm just a little surprised. When you left, you said you wanted to make something of yourself and become someone important. If you didn't succeed, you wouldn't come back."
"When did I ever say that!"
Zhou Xiaobai sat up straight, paused for a moment, then chuckled and said reproachfully, "That's what Zhang Haiyang and the others said!"
"Oh, then I remembered it wrong?"
Li Xuewu looked at her, feigning ignorance, and asked, "You really didn't say that?"
"Of course not. I'm not as naive as them, wanting the whole world to know if I have even the slightest ambition." Zhou Xiaobai shook her head, leaned against him, and said with a smirk, "I've made up my mind. Nowhere is as comfortable as home."
"Then you should go back to your compound. Why did you study medicine?" Li Xuewu tilted his head and looked at her, asking, "Don't you have lofty ideals of saving lives and healing the wounded, or upright political ambitions of helping those in distress?"
"Bro, I've noticed you've become quite talkative."
Zhou Xiaobai straightened up and looked him over, asking, "Have you changed, or is it only towards me?"
"So, I'm being sarcastic?"
Li Xuewu chuckled and pushed her aside, saying, "Then you'd better stay away from me, lest you catch my shrewish habit."
I love you no matter what—
Zhou Xiaobai seemed to have latched onto him, ignoring the mute driver in front, and squeezed next to him, asking, "Brother, tell me the truth, are you happy to see me?"
Can I not answer this question?
Li Xuewu moved closer to the car door, looking at her warily, and said, "Isn't this a death trap question?"
Hehe—hahaha—
Zhou Xiaobai suddenly laughed, as if she had gotten the answer she wanted. She gave him a coquettish glare, as if blaming him for being so serious.
The car turned into the courtyard of the International Hotel. A security guard got up from the guardhouse, glanced at the car, and, seeing that it was a car belonging to the group, used a walkie-talkie to call the duty desk.
"Brother, you have to come down with me."
Seeing that the car had stopped but Li Xuewu showed no intention of getting out, Zhou Xiaobai said defiantly, "First, I don't have any money in my pocket, and second, I want to talk to you."
Li Xuewu glanced at her once and saw the unwavering stubbornness in her eyes.
Knowing that this Buddha wouldn't let him off the hook if he didn't answer correctly, he could only push open the car door, give the driver some instructions, and get out of the car.
Zhou Xiaobai saw that he had told the driver that he would find a car from the restaurant to go back later, so he got off the car from the other side.
The drivers in the group's car fleet were very sensible; most of them had learned to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Once the two men had climbed the steps, they drove the car out of the compound from the other side.
He didn't know who the girl in the car was who called the secretary-general "brother," but he knew who the secretary-general's former driver was—the head of their motorcade.
Zhou Xiaobai glanced back at the door and, seeing the car leave, followed Li Xuewu into the hall.
Although it had been a year since she last visited this place, she still knew it like the back of her hand, as if it were her home.
"I want a room on the sixth floor."
She walked to the service counter, stood next to Li Xuewu, and emphasized to the waiter inside, "By the window."
"Okay, I'll process it for you right away."
The waiter only glanced up once before recognizing the girl standing next to the secretary-general.
Zhou Xiaobai, the self-proclaimed "T-shaped tenant of the International Hotel" and the annual spending champion.
These days, you need identification and a letter of introduction to eat and stay anywhere, and the International Hotel is no exception.
However, the International Hotel does not require a letter of introduction internally, but it does require work identification and proof of employment with the group.
Zhou Xiaobai uses Tianjin Shunfeng Trading Co., Ltd.'s credentials and letters of introduction when she is active in Tianjin or Beijing. Now she only has a student ID, so she can't check in.
But who told her to bring Li Xuewu along? Even the most clueless waiter wouldn't ask Li Xuewu for proof of employment, especially since he was the top spender.
"Sixth floor, room 604, here are your keys."
The waiter simplified the process, handing the key to the counter without specifying who it was for.
Zhou Xiaobai didn't stand on ceremony. He grabbed the key, frowned, and asked, "Isn't this the house where someone died the year before last?"
The waiter turned pale at the question. Who would know this unless they were a regular customer or someone who knew a lot about the past of the International Hotel?
No, no—
The waiter waved his hand and said, "Please rest assured that our rooms are cleaned regularly."
Why are you so particular?
Li Xuewu glanced at Zhou Xiaobai, pointed to the ground and said, "This place has a history of several decades and nothing has ever happened here. Why are you picking on this?"
"Thank you—" Zhou Xiaobai nodded to the waiter to express his gratitude before catching up with Li Xuewu and explaining, "If I didn't know, I wouldn't care. But knowing it is really annoying."
"Hey bro, are you hungry?"
She just said it casually, and then turned around and asked Li Xuewu if he wanted to have some more late-night snacks.
Li Xuewu pressed the elevator button, turned around and looked at her, saying, "If you're hungry, you should eat. Don't worry about me. I don't eat anything after dinner."
"Aren't you even more particular than me?"
Zhou Xiaobai curled his lip and muttered, "All he does is lecture people..."
"The elevator is here, please go upstairs."
Li Xuewu gestured towards the elevator, but showed no intention of moving his feet.
Zhou Xiaobai sensed something was off in his words, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly. It was so convenient for him to come.
She didn't say anything, just stared at him, seemingly determined to prove him right, as if she wouldn't leave until he did.
Li Xuewu had no choice but to compromise once again and step onto the elevator when he saw the elevator operator looking at them with surprise.
Zhou Xiaobai still didn't let him go, letting tears slide down her cheeks. After entering the elevator, she ignored him, feeling so wronged that she didn't want to speak.
Li Xuewu asked the elevator operator for the 6th floor, then put his hands in his pockets and remained silent, creating a somewhat somber atmosphere.
Zhou Xiaobai stood at the elevator door with his head down, no longer worried that he wouldn't get off.
He dares!
If Li Xuewu really dares not to come down with her, she'll cry herself to death here and see if he's scared.
Ding--
When they reached the sixth floor, Li Xuewu gently pushed her and they got off the elevator together.
Zhou Xiaobai's lips curled into a smile, but he still didn't raise his head, seemingly still angry.
"Open the door." Li Xuewu walked in front, and she followed behind. When she heard him say "open the door," she looked up and realized that they had arrived at the door of 604.
"Hmph—" She used the key in her hand to open the door and went in first.
Without needing to search carefully, she knew exactly where the light switch was and turned on the lights in the room with ease.
The occupancy rate of the International Hotel is quite high, with foreign affairs departments or international groups visiting the mainland checking in here almost every day.
Excellent facilities, good service, unique features, and convenient location are the unique advantages of international hotels.
So when the door opened, Li Xuewu smelled a faint perfume scent, indicating that a woman had stayed in the room.
The scent of perfume is complex and cannot be eliminated or masked by ordinary cleaning agents. It will remain on the surface of furniture for a period of time, and people with a sensitive sense of smell can easily distinguish it.
Zhou Xiaobai didn't pay attention to the smell in the room; her heart was entirely focused on the person behind her.
"Your group also makes tea drinks, why don't you provide some good tea for the International Hotel?"
She lifted the teacup on the coffee table to look at it, then picked up the tea bag and examined it closely, before curling her lip in disdain and grumbling.
Li Xuewu ignored her and didn't sit down on the sofa. Instead, he leaned against the headboard and looked at her, waiting for her to say "let's chat" when she had just started her attack.
Would you like some fruit?
Zhou Xiaobai made him a cup of tea, and when she turned around and saw him sitting on the bed, she blushed a little and said, "I'm going to... I'm going to take a shower."
"Wash dates? Where did you get these dates?"
Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said, "Where are we going to find dates for you in the dead of winter? Don't make things difficult for me."
"You—" Zhou Xiaobai was taken aback by what he said, but seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help but chuckle, and then burst into laughter.
Li Xuewu was taken aback by her laughter, and then realized that he had misunderstood; she wasn't washing the jujube.
"Hahaha—washing dates—"
Zhou Xiaobai was almost laughing so hard he could barely breathe. He covered his eyes and said, "Brother, how did you come up with that? Hahaha—"
"I have a small face, if you laugh again I'm leaving!"
Li Xuewu couldn't bear to look at her. He twisted his body and lay down sideways, saying, "I'm tired after a long day. I don't have time to joke around with you. Just say what you have to say and go back to rest. I have things to do tomorrow."
"Don't go—" Zhou Xiaobai darted over like a monkey, leaped onto his back, looked down into his eyes, and pouted, "I won't let you go—"
"What? You want to use force?"
Li Xuewu glanced at her and asked, "What do you want to tell me? Are you short of money?"
"If I told you I missed you, would you believe me?"
Zhou Xiaobai placed her hands on his shoulders, looked into his eyes and said, "I've missed you. I've been thinking about you all year, day and night, 365 days a year."
"Hmm? Three hundred and sixty-five days? Didn't we have three hundred and sixty-six days last year?" Li Xuewu looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Who were you thinking about on the remaining day?"
"Huh? Was there 366 days last year?"
The atmosphere that Zhou Xiaobai had just created was suddenly stunned by his question.
She shook her head and emphasized, "That means I'm thinking of you every single day of the year."
"Just kidding. There were only 365 days last year. You can't even do that? And you said you missed me for a whole year?"
Li Xuewu reached out and patted her thigh, saying, "Get up. If you want to talk, I'll talk to you."
"No way! What if you run away again!"
Zhou Xiaobai patted his shoulder, glared at him, and said, "You're just bullying me. Am I stupid?"
"Not stupid. Being stupid and lacking common sense are two different things."
Li Xuewu shrugged and said, "You're tiring both of us. I'm not leaving. Let's talk."
"Then—I'll go take a shower first." Zhou Xiaobai said shyly, avoiding his eyes, "We..."
"You haven't found a suitable romantic partner all year?" Li Xuewu abruptly ripped away Zhou Xiaobai's fig leaf, looking at her and asking, "Are you really thinking about me?"
"You don't believe me?" Zhou Xiaobai seemed anxious, reaching out to undo his belt, emphasizing, "I'll prove it to you right now!"
"Hey! Hey! I believe it—I believe it!"
This crazy girl is stubborn and dares to do anything; even Li Xuewu is having trouble keeping up with her.
"You can't believe me, let's talk facts!" Zhou Xiaobai was relentless, no matter what he said, he was only focused on that.
She stopped mentioning taking a bath, because she was worried that Li Xuewu might actually desert his post and run away.
"Have you thought this through?" Li Xuewu held her hand and said seriously, "A year is enough time for you to figure out what you want. Don't regret it."
I'm just afraid you'll regret it—
Zhou Xiaobai glared at him, reluctant to give up the courage she had just mustered, and said, looking into his eyes, "Let go, today we have to get serious!"
It's said that female squad leaders dare to say anything when giving speeches and managing the troops, making male soldiers blush.
After a year of training, Zhou Xiaobai has become stronger and bolder, especially in his lustful desires.
Could Li Xuewu really let her take the initiative? Seeing how determined she was, he suddenly got up and threw her onto the bed, then reached out and disarmed her.
There's no need for further words. If she's not afraid of death, why should I be afraid of the hardship of burying her?
"You—be gentle—!"
-
"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Kenichi Nishida very politely extended his hand to shake hands with Li Xuewu, and bowed slightly to explain, "I just attended a reception meeting, I'm really sorry."
“Why are you being so polite? We’re old friends.” Li Xuewu raised an eyebrow and looked at him, saying, “Given the cooperative relationship between Honggang Group and Sanhe Co., Ltd., it’s a bit too formal for you to say that.”
"It is a great honor to have your words. Even the coldest city of Beijing feels as warm as spring."
Kenichi Nishida glanced at Taniguchi and Mikami, who had followed him, nodded slightly, and then looked at Li Xuewu, saying, "I believe your side has received our request for in-depth cooperation negotiations. I wonder what brings you here today, Mr. Li..."
"Oh, I received it. Is it the inquiry letter that you entrusted the Ministry of Machine Building to forward?"
Li Xuewu asked the question knowingly, and then said meaningfully, "Our Honggang Group attaches great importance to this letter of inquiry. Under the guidance and requirements of the higher authorities, we have carefully reviewed and studied the relevant work preparations."
He glanced at Kenichi Nishida and replied very seriously, "In accordance with the principle of being responsible to the requirements of our superiors, we are working hard to study this matter."
Hearing him say that, Kenji Nishida was taken aback and looked at him, asking, "Then, regarding the timing..."
He proposed, "I came to Beijing with Mr. Kenzo Matsumura to facilitate this matter. We are very sincere if we can complete the negotiations as soon as possible."
“I understand what you mean and I fully understand your feelings. I am personally very willing to conduct negotiations with our old friend and long-time partner, Sanhe.”
Li Xuewu shrugged and said, "You should understand our work system and the procedures and steps involved in making decisions."
He explained briefly, looking at the other party and saying, "With instructions from higher authorities, our group cannot act on its own. We must make full preparations and detailed negotiation process documents, which takes a lot of time."
After explaining clearly, he didn't beat around the bush any further, but nodded slightly and said, "But please rest assured, we will complete the discussion of the plan as soon as possible."
"As soon as possible... how long?" Kenichi Nishida clearly wanted to complete the negotiations "as soon as possible."
He was anxious because Honggang Group wasn't.
Kenichi Nishida came to Kyoto with Kenzo Matsumura and others to meet Mr. Z.
The purpose of the foundation led by Kenzo Matsumura is simple: to deepen trade cooperation between the two sides, cultivate the existing economic and trade cooperation, and carry out trade work in more areas, which is very beneficial to Japan.
Who is Kenzo Matsumura? Li Xuewu had already learned about him from Li Huaide and had also looked at his information.
This former cabinet member, who is also an honorary doctor of law from Waseda University, has visited the mainland before, having done so in 62, 64, 66, and this year.
This is his fifth visit to China, and Kenichi Nishida is eager to use his influence to facilitate a new round of technical cooperation negotiations with Honggang Group.
Judging from Li Xuewu's attitude just now, he seemed to be somewhat...displeased with his actions?
"President Nishida, does Mr. Li mean that we've put the cart before the horse?"
Having spent three years in China, Heiji Taniguchi, as the head of the office, had long since learned the ways of the world here.
After hearing just a few words from Li Xuewu, I knew where the problem lay.
At this point, there was no way to call Chairman Nishida out to explain, nor could we step in to influence the talks. This was the only way we could remind Chairman Nishida of the problem.
“Oh, is that so?” Kenichi Nishida glanced at Li Xuewu, then at Heiji Gukura, who was standing to the side with a slight bow, and said, “I don’t quite understand.”
“Um… Chairman Nishida.” Taniguchi Heiji ignored the strange look Li Xuewu was giving him and quickly explained to Nishida Kenichi.
At first, Kenichi Nishida seemed a little surprised and disbelieving, but after the barn explained it clearly, he understood what Li Xuewu meant.
As a country with a long history, even their speech is so profound and subtle.
But does Kenichi Nishida not understand?
He simply wanted to use Heiji Gukura to break the ice.
Even though Gu Cangping spoke softly, it was clearly audible in the reception room, and Li Xuewu certainly heard it too.
He observed Li Xuewu's expression, but Li remained calm, seemingly oblivious to what Gu Cang had said.
"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault." After Taniguchi Heiji finished explaining, Nishida Kenichi took the initiative to admit his mistake, saying, "I didn't understand your work process and almost ruined everything."
"No, that's not what I meant."
Li Xuewu raised his hand to stop him from continuing, put down his teacup and said, "You've misunderstood."
"No, it's my fault. I made the decision without understanding the situation, which damaged our relationship."
Kenichi Nishida readily admitted his mistake and stood up, bowing, saying, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
“Look, if you keep acting like this, I won’t dare say anything more.” Li Xuewu stood up and took his arm, saying, “You’re an old friend of Honggang Group.”
"Sigh, I was too presumptuous."
Kenichi Nishida knew that Li Xuewu had a million reasons to fob him off, or even to refuse him.
Think about it, with the higher-level department pressing this matter, Honggang Group can simply stop at understanding and analyzing the instructions and requirements of the higher-level department and ignore it.
Without the Honggang Group's willingness, there's no point in even talking; they might as well just pack up and leave.
“Mr. Li, we are very sincere.”
Kenichi Nishida took a bunch of keys from Mikami and placed them on the coffee table in front of Li Xuewu, saying politely, "This is a gift I brought from Japan. Please accept it as my apology."
"This is..." Li Xuewu hesitated as he looked at the bunch of keys on the coffee table, thinking to himself, "So even that devil knows that Old Li likes to keep his mistress in the house?"
"This is a Toyota sedan that we specially brought from Japan as a gift for you."
Kenichi Nishida, sitting on the sofa, bowed slightly and explained, "This car was originally intended as a gift to celebrate the cooperation negotiations, but it's just being given to you ahead of schedule."
He looked into Li Xuewu's eyes and explained, "I'm really sorry, we were so eager to make this cooperation negotiation happen, and we've caused you a lot of trouble."
That's how Japanese people are; they really like to apologize and are willing to apologize, even if it's for causing trouble for others, it doesn't necessarily mean they realize they did something wrong.
Yes, even if he doesn't think he's wrong, he'll apologize as long as he feels he's caused trouble for others.
So if one day a Japanese person angers her neighbor with her wrong remarks, please don't easily believe her apology. Even if she does apologize, don't be satisfied, because she may have been forced, unwilling, or simply caused trouble for her neighbor because of her wrong remarks.
Li Xuewu glanced at the car keys on the coffee table, his gaze swept over everyone in the reception room, and finally landed on Nishida Kenichi's face. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Nishida doesn't seem to understand what I mean."
Both Kenichi Nishida and the two men who came in with him were taken aback.
Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and emphasized, "I'm not saying this to emphasize anything, but rather to express my hope that we, who have many cooperative foundations, can sit down together fairly and calmly to discuss our future cooperation and development path."
He pointed to the set of car keys on the coffee table and said, "Instead of trying to make up for the unequal gap in our negotiations this time, what do you think?"
"That's all for today. On behalf of the Honggang Group Management Committee, I would like to extend my warmest welcome to Mr. Nishida once again."
Li Xuewu extended his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Xitian, you are also welcome to visit Honggang Group."
"Definitely, I will definitely pay a visit."
Li Xuewu saw through all of Kenichi Nishida's methods, both positive and negative, but what was the result?
He was somewhat unwilling, but now that things had come to this, Li Xuewu had left him no room for maneuver.
It's not that we're unwilling to talk; we've given them a chance, but they have to go to Honggang Group in person to talk.
However, he had finally managed to get on Kenzo Matsumura's fast track, and if he gave up the opportunity now and went to talk to Honggang Group again, wouldn't Tom's trip have been in vain?
If we had known this would happen, why bother with all that trouble? Wouldn't it have been better to just talk it out directly?
Now he's in a dilemma. He can't keep Li Xuewu, nor can he stop Li Xuewu from setting the tone for the negotiations. It's as if his trip was a waste.
Unless he is willing to give up his current influence and take the initiative to talk to Honggang Group.
Another approach is to leverage Mr. Kenzo Matsumura's influence to put pressure on the Ministry of Machine Building.
This method can quickly solve the problem of Honggang Group not being able to operate properly, but it also has endless potential problems.
If this method is actually used, then the relationship with Honggang Group will no longer be that of partners, but enemies.
Therefore, this method cannot be used unless absolutely necessary, leaving him with few options.
"Mr. Li, what do you think of this car..."
Seeing that Li Xuewu was about to leave, Kenichi Nishida grabbed the car keys and chased after him, saying, "This is something we brought back from Japan with great difficulty. If you don't accept it, all our hard work will be wasted."
“I’ve never driven such a high-end car before.” Li Xuewu smiled as he looked at the model nameplate on the keychain, then looked up at Nishida Kenichi and said, “It’s a pity, I rarely drive myself, so you can keep this car for your office.”
"Mr. Li, this is for you."
Kenichi Nishida chased after him, taking two steps to emphasize, "We didn't mean anything by it; we're sincere."
"It's best if it doesn't mean anything else."
Li Xuewu met up with Zhang Enyuan, who was waiting at the door. He turned around, smiled at them, and nodded, saying, "That's it. I'll be waiting for you at Honggang Group."
***
"He did it on purpose—"
Watching Li Xuewu's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, Gu Cangping said with some helplessness, "This Mr. Li is one of the few strongmen in Honggang Group."
"Hmm, do you even need to tell me?"
Ken Nishida watched Li Xuewu leave before glancing back at Heiji Taniguchi, but his gaze ultimately fell on Yua Mikami.
"It's been three years, why?"
He asked in a skeptical, even questioning tone, "The company's money can't be wasted."
"Yes, I'm sorry, President." Yua Mikami bowed deeply.
"What I want is not an apology."
Kenichi Nishida looked at the back of Yua Mikami's head and emphasized, "What the company wants are results, the results of your economic activities and network building in Kyoto."
He pointed at Gu Cang Heiji, who was also bowing down, and scolded him with exasperation, "What have you been doing for the past three years? Why can't you get close to him?"
"I'm sorry, President, this mission is just too difficult." Mikami explained with great guilt, "We tried every method but couldn't get close to him."
"Yes, President, we did our best!"
Gu Cangping chimed in, "But we can't get close to him, we can't even talk to him."
Are you kidding me?
Kenichi Nishida stared wide-eyed at the meeting room where they had just been talking and asked, "Didn't you see him just now? Wasn't he sitting right here?"
“But…” Yua Mikami tried to explain, “We don’t usually see him.”
"Then let's go to his house and wait for him!"
Kenichi Nishida suddenly flew into a rage, slamming down the keys in his hand and shouting, "I don't care what method you use, whether you hide under his bed or under his desk, you have to keep a close watch on him!"
He gestured with his fist and emphasized, "I won't give you another three years. You only have one year. You must settle things with this Mr. Li and not let him hinder our business anymore. Do you hear me?"
"Yes, Chairman!"
Regardless of whether they could actually do it, they had no choice but to bow and agree in order to avoid being fired.
Seeing their reaction, Kenichi Nishida's face grew even more gloomy, but he refrained from venting his anger any further.
He gritted his teeth, reached out to help Yua Mikami up, and shook his head slightly as he looked at her flustered eyes, saying, "What a beautiful girl, how could he not be moved?"
Just as Yua Mikami was trembling with nervousness, she saw President Nishida reach out and remove the wool shawl from her shoulders, revealing her shoulders covered in goosebumps—a result of being frightened by the president's sharp gaze.
"That doesn't make sense, that doesn't make sense."
Kenichi Nishida's hoarse, suppressed voice flickered with dissatisfaction, sending chills down the spines of both of them.
"We will definitely continue to work hard!"
Heiji Taniguchi bowed deeply and said, "Please trust us one more time."
Kenichi Nishida glanced at him sideways, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips, and retorted, "Believe you?"
After saying that, he raised his hand and patted Yua Mikami's shoulder, saying, "Don't be afraid. Being afraid won't solve anything. What you need to do is get close to him and seduce him."
"Remember, the highest level of emotional exchange is on a spiritual level; it's about understanding his pursuits and tastes."
Kenichi Nishida patiently and gently instructed Yua Mikami, "You need to know what he likes first, so you can cater to his tastes and find opportunities to get close to him."
"Yes...yes...President..."
Mikami was already numb; she was answering the chairman's instructions entirely on instinct.
She didn't see this as patient and caring instruction, but rather as a devil standing before her, tempting her to sink into hell, and speaking in the language of the devil.
"I believe you, Ms. Mikami."
Kenichi Nishida glanced at her and said with a smile, "With your qualifications, you are perfectly capable of this job. As promised, if you can win him over, you can choose any house you want in Tokyo Bay."
"Thank you, President. We will definitely do our best!" Yua Mikami seized the opportunity, took a step back slightly, and bowed together with Heiji Taniguchi to express their commitment.
"Okay, okay, it's good that you'll try your best."
Kenichi Nishida smiled and glanced at her before grabbing Heiji Taniguchi by the neck and pulling him a few steps outside. Without waiting to see if the staggering Taniguchi had regained his balance, he slammed him against the wall.
I don't care what you're up to!
He glared angrily at the head of his company's Beijing office and emphasized, "Don't touch what isn't yours. Even having greed is a mistake!"
"I'm sorry... President..."
Heiji Taniguchi's plea for mercy was forced out of his throat; he didn't even dare to look Nishida in the eye, eyes sharper than an eagle's.
"You don't need to apologize to me."
Kenichi Nishida used his strength again to put him down, and looking at Heiji Taniguchi, who was lying on his side on the ground, clutching his throat and retching, he emphasized: "If you dare to lay a finger on them again, I'll bury you here and you'll never be able to go back!"
"I'm sorry, President—"
Having finally realized his true identity as a beast of burden, Taniguchi Heiji, despite his physical discomfort, forced himself to stand up and apologize once again.
"Give Mikami and the others more funding, buy them the most beautiful clothes, and use the best cosmetics."
Kenichi Nishida merely twitched the corner of his mouth, gave his instructions, and then turned and left without any hesitation.
No ordinary person could have made it this far from the era of over a decade ago. Kenichi Nishida didn't get to where he is today by luck. If he didn't have some tricks up his sleeve, could he still be making it in the Japanese trading circles at this point? Dream on!
Therefore, he used every means at his disposal to deal with his subordinates, including intimidation, encouragement, and care.
Yua Mikami only felt disgust and fear at his encouragement and care, and dared not feel the slightest bit of gratitude or excitement, because she was afraid that she would be sold.
Of course, the tasks assigned to them by the company were no different from what she had been worried about.
Winning over Mr. Li and receiving a hefty reward from the company—isn't that just a transaction involving selling one's soul and body?
She walked reluctantly to the side of the slumped-over man, Gu Kuang Heiji, and asked softly, "How are you?"
Heiji Taniguchi nervously and sensitively shifted to the side, as if he was truly afraid of Kenichi Nishida's words.
"N-nothing—"
He avoided Yua Mikami's concerned gaze and said with his head down, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."
He didn't know why he said those words, but he couldn't help but say them anyway, even though he knew how much trouble they would cause Mikami.
It was obvious that after he said that, he no longer felt any warmth from the other person.
"We can choose to stay here."
It was Yua Mikami's voice, choked with sobs, but filled with disappointment and regret.
But she still bravely voiced her opinion, even expressing her willingness to stay in this foreign land forever.
"It's no use, it's no use—"
Men are generally more rational than women, better able to see the essence of problems, and also seem more realistic.
Reality is always cold, so cold that it's not easy for people to accept it, even though that's just reality.
"Without the company affiliation, we wouldn't be able to stay here for long."
He pointed out the most practical problem, completely shattering Yua Mikami's hopes and plans.
"We can go find Mr. Li."
Yua Mikami turned her head and looked at Heiji Taniguchi, who had his head hanging low, and said, "Perhaps he can help us."
"Why should I? Heh—"
Heiji Taniguchi smiled wearily, sat down on the ground, hugged his knees, and said, "How could he possibly betray the cooperative relationship between companies for our sake?"
“If he chooses to protect us, Sanhe Co., Ltd. will launch an attack on Honggang Group, and our value will not be able to offset this loss.”
He finally mustered the courage to look up at Yua Mikami, but his tone was devoid of emotion.
"It was my fault. I shouldn't have said those nonsensical things to you. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Yua Mikami looked at the man kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to her, her vision gradually blurring.
Tears blocked my vision; closing my eyes only made the tears fall, but it didn't solve anything.
Chairman Nishida is right. Fear won't solve anything, and neither will crying.
She turned her head to look at the sunlight outside the window. The sunlight, which should have represented warmth, felt so cold at this moment, and it didn't warm her at all when it shone on her.
Mikami had no reason or right to blame the man kneeling on the ground; it was her own choice.
"Please...make sure...complete the mission!"
Heiji Taniguchi stood up, bowed again, then turned and walked away quickly. Indeed, career and love are like fish and bear's paw; one cannot have both at the same time.
Mikami didn't turn around, but simply reached out to catch the sunlight in front of him. The dazzling brilliance of his tears fell on his hand, but it was cold. It wasn't sunlight; it was tears.
-
What does "Sanhe" mean?
Gao Yaqin hurriedly came out of her office, saw Li Xuewu in the office, and walked in. She waved the documents in her hand and asked, "Either full cooperation or termination of cooperation?"
"Do you believe it?" Li Xuewu put down his pen, looked up at her, and said, "An industrial base built with hundreds of millions of dollars is just going to be terminated like that?"
"It's good that you're back. You can take over this matter, and you'll be in charge of the negotiations."
"What do you mean I'm the one taking over?" Gao Yaqin walked over and glanced at him, then picked out the negotiation plan for cooperating with Sanhe from the pile of documents beside him. After flipping through a few pages, she said, "Are you trying to keep them hanging?"
She was somewhat surprised; she had never imagined that Li Xuewu had no intention of facilitating the negotiations this time.
"The timing was wrong, and the opportunity was not right either."
Seeing that she could actually find the location of his documents, Li Xuewu decided to lay it all out and said, "Take another look, and you might find something unexpected."
"You're too greedy—"
Gao Yaqin put the document she had finished reading back down and said, "You're still in charge of this matter. I can't explain why I don't want to reach a cooperation agreement."
She shrugged and said, "I brought you a gift from the port city. Come pick it up after get off work."
"You even brought me a gift?"
Li Xuewu asked with amusement, "President Gao, you don't have some ulterior motive, do you?"
"Don't be too confident."
Gao Yaqin squinted at him with amusement and said, "You're not handsome at all."