Tokyo Reborn: Dark Superstar

Chapter 164 Gao Cang Feiyu
The two extremely egotistical people have a tacit understanding like a pot looking for a pot with its lid on, and a pot looking for its lid. They are truly a match made in heaven.

Kaizi hugged Chen Hong, known as "the most beautiful woman in the mainland", tightly.

His eyes stared into the abyss at the magnificent extended version of the Bentley, and his inner satisfaction silently showed from his expression. He nodded slightly, and every tiny movement revealed calmness and pride.

When the driver opened the door respectfully, the luxurious decoration inside the car immediately attracted everyone's attention. The seats are made of fine buffalo leather, which feels like top-quality silk. The high-grade wood and gold-plated decoration in the car complement each other, all showing extraordinary nobility and taste.

The total price of the entire Bentley, including various taxes and fees, was as high as an almost astronomical figure of 400 million yen.

Kaizi turned around affectionately and said to his new wife Chen Hong: "From this moment on, we will soar in the world like a dragon and a phoenix among men."

After hearing this, Chen Hong nodded gracefully, her smile was like the warm sunshine of early spring, and she responded softly: "Yes."

In this chaotic joint venture crew, Kaizi has insight into all the turmoil. Tens of millions of funds have been invested, and now there is even more need for this international director who holds the Cannes Palme d'Or.

Only relying on his influence and international status can the film continue to be filmed
Talking about Kaizi's preferences, he only loves Chibi Zhoulang from the Three Kingdoms period, even though his wife Chen Hong successfully created the image of Diao Chan in the 94 version of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

However, he preferred Chen Hong to play the guzheng for her, sing Linjiang Fairy, and play the role of Xiao Qiao.

Zhou Lang's clever plan settled the world.

The Japanese New Wave Film Company and Teito Film Studio are all applauded.

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The driver in charge of the reception drove Kaizi and Chen Hong to the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo. Director Chen's team took a Toyota van and followed the extended Bentley.

This hotel was built in 1923 and is located in Chiyoda District, Tokyo, in the center of Tokyo, Japan. It has a long history.

Its architectural style combines European and Japanese elements and retains the characteristics of the Republic of China period, providing visitors with a unique retro atmosphere.

The hotel is decorated with many antique furniture and artworks, further enhancing its historical and artistic feel.

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Dinner has been prepared in the hotel and is arranged in the hotel's executive lounge. You can see Tokyo Tower through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The first thing served was a plate of exquisite roll sushi.

Director Chen's eyes sparkled with love for food. He gently picked up a piece of sushi and looked at it carefully.

Chen Hong stood next to her, wearing an elegant black cheongsam, a simple yet noble style.

The close-fitting design of the cheongsam shows off her graceful figure while remaining elegant and decent.

She has outstanding looks, delicate and picturesque facial features, and fair and delicate skin that seems to radiate light. Especially those big bright eyes, which are simply fascinating to all living beings.

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"Look at this sushi, how carefully made it is."

Director Chen nervously admired the discounted sushi from the 7-11 convenience store that Bunta Takakura asked the staff to rearrange, and said in a serious tone:
"A little bit of seaweed spread on a small bamboo curtain is nothing, but when combined with the soft and glutinous rice, it becomes a delicacy with great flavor."

Chen Hong stood on the edge, looked at Director Chen with a smile, and said, "The last time we had sushi was in New York. Time really flies."

Director Chen put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, swallowed it, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this is a kind of spirit that inland cooks lack."

Then, Kaizi turned to Chen Hong and said in a solemn tone: "Please sit down!"

He picked up a piece of sushi with chopsticks, put it on Chen Hong's plate, and sighed: "Japanese food is not just a kind of food, but also a culture and an attitude. It emphasizes purity, which is exactly what I was in the movie pursued…"

Chen Hong sat down obediently, bit a fifth of the sushi on her lips, and nodded in agreement.

Kaizi said: "Okay!! Great!"......

While the two of them were eating, the entire team's managers, assistants, and makeup artists were standing outside the door, like maids and housekeepers in the Republic of China. They were all outside the restaurant, waiting for the master's order.

After the two had finished their sumptuous dinner, the team members who had been standing by were able to enter the restaurant to eat. Kaizi and Chen Hong, they are immersed in a luxurious life, riding luxury cars, staying in star hotels, and enjoying delicious food.

However, they are still too young to realize that every gift given by fate has an unknown price hidden behind it.

After tasting the delicacies, they returned to the elegantly decorated executive suite, as if they had traveled back in time to the Republic of China. Chen Hong walked into the bathroom, and the sound of gurgling water in the room accompanied her singing.

At this moment, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang, breaking the silence in the room.

On the ground outside the door, an ordinary brown paper envelope lay quietly. Kaizi picked up the envelope doubtfully and ran his fingertips over the rough paper, as if he could touch the unknown secret.

He carefully tore open the envelope, every moment filled with tension and anticipation. In the envelope, a stack of photos fell like autumn leaves. Kaizi looked down, his pupils tightening instantly.

Those photos record his youthful years when he was studying in the United States, and every sweet moment with his boyfriend was captured. Their smiles are as bright as the morning sun, and their eyes are full of longing for the future. Even the shared smoke seems to be lingering in the photos, carrying youthful rebellion and unruliness.

Kaizi's heart felt as if it was suddenly soaked by cold sea water, and every cell was filled with fear and anxiety. These deeply hidden memories were now ruthlessly displayed before his eyes, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

His face became as pale as paper, and his eyes flashed with panic. The intertwining of the past and the present seemed to tear a huge hole in his heart, and fear poured in like a tide.

These photos, like ghosts in a nightmare, kept lingering in his mind, leaving him with nowhere to escape. His heart was completely torn apart and exposed to endless fear.

If these photos were circulated in China, according to the inland public opinion environment in the 20s, he would undoubtedly be ruined and everything would be ruined.

He could only obediently follow the instructions in the note, otherwise the abyss of ruin that awaited him would be waiting for him. At this moment, he finally understood the heavy price behind those gifts given by fate.

He smoked a cigarette at the door, silently stuffed the room key card under the carpet, went to the underground garage, and drove the extended Bentley for a spin on the streets of Tokyo.

Follow the instructions on the note.

Kaizi can't return to the hotel until dawn.

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Kaizi stumbled out of the hotel as if he was drunk and drove away.

Takakura Bunta quietly appeared at the door of the Republican-style executive suite. He skillfully groped under the carpet and quickly found the hidden door card.

He inserted the card slot, swiped lightly, and the door opened in response.

He ducked in without even having time to change his shoes.

At this moment, a frightened scream came from the suite:
"Ah!!! Who are you!! How did you get in?!"

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Although many other actresses are beautiful, they look out of place next to her.

Her beauty is neither pure beauty nor pure modesty, but a perfect combination of both.

Bunta Takakura won the "Special Award·Romance of the Three Kingdoms·Diao Chan".

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At around four in the morning, Bunta Takakura left the room and lit a Peace cigarette in the corridor:

"Well, maybe the child can be called Gao Cang Feiyu in the future..."

(End of this chapter)