The betrothal gift is 100,000 yuan, what does it mean to give 200,000

Chapter 382: Tokyo Trip (Part )

Chen Yuan had never been to Tokyo, nor did he know the people in this Jiang branch. This time he came here, it really opened his eyes. It turned out that this local branch was not named Jiang Energy, but was renamed Jiang's Marubeni Corporation, which was completely different from the operation and management methods of China.

The club has its own president and there is a rich club culture within the club.

It is not only responsible for the development and management of Jiang's common raw material resources such as oil, coal, and electricity, but also provides large-scale complete sets of equipment for the construction of petrochemicals, building materials, steel, and other industries. It has trade import and export businesses in a wide range of areas, and has business categories such as investment and financing.

The club’s headquarters are located in Edo Prefecture and Osaka. The president’s name is Shen Wanqing, who is the college classmate mentioned by Sister Cha Cha.

It is worth mentioning that Sister Cha’s full name is Zhou Cha, and she graduated from the internationally renowned Edo Prefecture University.

From this, it can be seen that a good university is indeed the first stepping stone to changing your life, especially for graduates from top universities.

What Chen Yuan meant by "eye-opening" here is not just understanding the different ways of operation, but also being opened by the imagination of the great minds of Marubeni Corporation. After he got off the private plane and walked out of the airport, he was surrounded by a group of men in suits and sunglasses, with a red carpet laid on the ground. These men, who looked like they were in The Matrix, were stunned when they saw him come out.

They actually started playing ceremonial music and scattering flowers.

Then, a scoundrel with long hair knelt down, saluted like a knight, and said devoutly: "The Fuji rose, which costs 1714 yen a flower, blooms for the noble young master. Welcome to Tokyo. We are waiting here on behalf of President Haruko."

Chen Yuan was so frightened that he thought he was an assassin and took several steps back.

Unexpectedly, what the man took out from his arms was not a knife or a gun, but a bright rose.

It’s really... too greasy.

Chen Yuan endured the discomfort and took his flowers. Then, music suddenly sounded, with saxophone and violin concerto, and the orchestra wearing bow ties appeared on the stage on his left.

No, why did you move the band to the airport for the pick-up?
"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen Yuan waved his hand.

"Understood, young master, stop playing the music." The man clapped his hands.

"What do you call it?"

"My dear young master, my name is Ino Takaya, and I am currently the director of the company's foreign trade department."

"You are fired for doing such a bad job. Find someone else to replace me." Chen Yuan said coldly.

"Clam?"

"Just a joke," Chen Yuan smiled and waved his hand. Seeing Ino suddenly panicking, he turned serious and said, "Do you know why I came to Edo Prefecture?"

"I understand! Madam Jiang ran away in anger and came here to travel. Master, you are here to pursue your wife and inspect her at the same time."

"Very good. Have your people kept an eye on the lady?"

"Everything is under control," Ino pulled out a walkie-talkie from his hip pocket like a magic trick and said in a deep voice, "Reconnaissance team, report the location of the lady."

Then a hoarse voice came from the intercom, reporting the block number and the location of the manhole cover in great detail.

When Ino looked at Chen Yuan again, her cheeks were full of smiles and her eyebrows were raised, as if she was showing off the detailed information she had.

He looks like a macho man, but actually he is a famous gossip in the club, a sentimental person who can cry from beginning to end when watching any pure love drama. The plot of Chen Yuan traveling across the ocean to chase his wife, which only exists in light novels, is somewhat romantic. Ino has already imagined a touching drama in his mind, and he can't help but secretly follow it.

Moreover, according to the intelligence of the investigation team, Mrs. Jiang, whom they had never met before, was an extremely beautiful girl, as if she had walked out of an anime. When they first met Chen Yuan, even Ino, who considered herself the face of the club, had to admit that Young Master Jiang was a rare handsome man.

The season of handsome men, beautiful women and cherry blossoms.

All these elements are present.

Standing behind this couple, silently watching them walk side by side under the Tokyo Tower, there is no better spring festival than this.

"Then let's go now," Chen Yuan hurriedly took steps. After a moment, he reminded as if he remembered something, "Don't let my girlfriend find out about you. She doesn't know I'm here. I may have to go back to handle official business in a few days. It will be convenient for me to go back after confirming her safety."

"I understand."

Ino nodded and motioned to the man in a suit next to her to open the car door, and Chen Yuan got in.

There was still some alcohol smell churning in his stomach, with a warm taste, which came out with his breath. He had to stretch his neck and use a little effort to suppress it.

At this time, the night sky of Tokyo began to become darker.

……

The beginning of this trip was really bad luck. The plan and the reality were completely different things. Jiang Yao gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her heart as she walked down the street in a daze. Even though she saw a hotel nearby, she was unwilling to go in.

She visited almost all the hotels in the area, and as long as one was still open, she would walk in and ask courageously.

Without exception, every house was full and there was no empty room at all.

As the receptionists shook their heads one after another, Jiang Yao's mood became increasingly depressed. She could only carry her suitcase and come out, like a homeless soul, lost in this gorgeous city.

The journey was tiring enough, and the further she walked the more tired she felt.

"Hello, miss? Are you here for tourism? Would you like to come and see the Shinjuku Huayi Hotel?"

At this time, someone standing at the entrance of the alley suddenly shouted. Jiang Yao looked up and saw a petite girl dressed as a student. She was wearing a short skirt and knee-high socks, but a sweater on her upper body, holding a sign in her hand.

The name and price of the hotel were written on the fancy sign.

"Do you have rooms?" Jiang Yao blurted out, only then did she realize that the other party was speaking Chinese.

"Yes! There are plenty of rooms."

"where is it?"

"I can take you there right now. It's more than half the price of the surrounding hotels. During the tourist season, many people from China stay here."

When the petite girl saw that Jiang Yao was willing to stay, she suddenly became extremely enthusiastic and wanted to carry her luggage without saying a word. Before Jiang Yao could react, the suitcase was taken into her hands.

While leading the way, the girl turned back to talk to Jiang Yao, introduced herself as a student, and greeted other students on the side of the road from time to time.

He looks like he is very familiar with the area.

But after she turned left and right, entered a dilapidated building and turned the corner on the second floor, Jiang Yao's heart sank when she saw the scene in front of her.

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There is a dim reception desk, a wooden table that is who knows how old it is, and an old woman with a wrinkled face standing behind it.

Then the girl started communicating with the old woman in Neon language.

"Miss, what specifications do you want? I'll help you bring your luggage over."

After a brief exchange, she turned and asked.

"Can I have a look at your highest-level equipment? It feels eerie here..."

"Because it's cheap, there are always some disadvantages. Then I'll take you to have a look first. Besides, it's hard to find a good hotel outside at this time."

"makes sense."

Jiang Yao forced a smile and continued to follow the girl into the corridor.

It is unbelievable that even the highest standard hotel looks worse than the chain hotels in some small cities in China, with damp walls, wooden floors of indistinguishable color, and countless small creatures hiding in the cracks between the beds.

Jiang Yao only took one look and got goosebumps.

She said she didn't want to live there anymore, snatched the luggage from the girl and ran away in a hurry.

When they ran to the street, Jiang Yao's heart was beating fast and she looked back from time to time to see if the man was catching up with her.

Jiang Yao felt that it would be better to kill her than to let her stay in a hotel like that for a night.

After all, I can’t even do such a small thing... I can’t even find a hotel to rest.

Coming here so rashly is such a foolish and thoughtless act. I should wait a few days and come with Xiao Wan... or stay in my warm home...

Jiang Yao found a bench in a roadside park and sat down. Her mind couldn't help but think of her bedroom at home.

A clean room, a soft bed, a comforting smell, and everything familiar within reach.

"Wow—"

Cars sped past the road beside the park and drove away.

Jiang Yao lowered her head, feeling an irrepressible sense of grievance in her heart.

Why did you come to Tokyo alone?
I miss home so much...

After a while, the corners of her mouth gradually drooped. Even though she bit her lips tightly, she still couldn't hold back the feeling of crying. Her nose suddenly felt sore, and two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't dare cry too loudly, for fear of attracting other people's attention. She raised her hands and wiped away her tears, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Under the soft light of the street lamp, she looked like a stray cat that had lost its home.

"Oh, whose poor little girl is this? She's crying so sadly. It makes me feel heartbroken."

Suddenly, when tears blurred Jiang Yao's eyes, that familiar and gentle voice sounded in her ears.

She suddenly raised her face, her eyes full of disbelief.

Chen Yuan was squatting in front of her, holding his chin and looking at her, with a sly smile on his lips.

He really didn't want to show up, but who knew that his stupid girlfriend couldn't even find a hotel to rest. Hiding in the dark and watching her cry, how could a man do that?

"I...am I dreaming?" she murmured in a crying voice.

(End of this chapter)