I have ten trillion licking dog gold

After inviting Jiang Chen and the others to dinner and personally escorting them to their accommodation, Pan Yang left.

This once professional technician has undoubtedly made progress and grown after experiencing a crisis of layoffs, and has gained a lot in terms of human relationships.

"Brother Jiang Chen, I know that Dongyue Chemical urgently rescinded its decision after announcing its withdrawal from Shenzhou."

Not an international hotel.

It is a Japanese garden, peaceful and quiet in the crowded Tokyo. Although it cannot reach the level of a country within a country like the one where Ms. Cynthia closed the streets during her duty, the garden style is quite distinctive, in stark contrast to the traditional sense of richness, splendor, complexity and brightness. The entire garden architecture and landscape present a consistent and cool tone, even giving people a feeling of desolation and silence.

"Where did you hear that?"

"My classmate has a relative who is a senior executive of Dongyue Chemical's Shenzhou branch. He said that more than half of the Shenzhou employees had been laid off at that time."

School has never been a place for rote study.

It is a place to exercise interpersonal skills.

The more high-end the school, the more prominent this effect is.

Although this kid came from the countryside, he understands the principles better than many city kids.

No matter how high the score on the test is, when you enter society, it can’t be compared to a sentence “my buddy is Zhang San”.

"That big brother just now, is he also from Dongyue Chemical?"

The Martial Saint asked tentatively.

"He was one of the Shenzhou employees who was laid off at that time as you said."

"what?"

The Martial Saint was dumbfounded.

The three of them walked into the garden.

Such a large house definitely needs to be taken care of, and the large number of servants has injected a bit of vitality into this unique garden.

They all spoke Chinese. Some were disturbing the corridor, some were pruning branches, some were watering the plants, and their names for Jiang Chen and the others were very interesting.

They are "Sir", "Mrs.", and "Master" respectively.

"I know what style this is, the Wabi-Sabi style, which is highly praised by the Japanese nobles. It is poverty piled up with extreme wealth."

The high school selection fees were not wasted.

This kid is like a sponge thrown into water, absorbing a lot of...weird knowledge.

"If you say that, you have to ask your sister Liuli if she agrees."

"What?"

The Martial Saint looked up in confusion.

"Although wabi-sabi is quite popular in the upper class of Japan, it originated from Taoism in the Song Dynasty and was later introduced into Zen Buddhism. Zen was later brought back to Japan by Zen masters, which had a profound impact on Japanese culture."

Jiang Chen said slowly, "It's just that after wabi-sabi arrived in Japan, it changed from its original flavor. In the Song Dynasty, the wabi-sabi advocated by the ruling class was a high-level simplicity. The natural charm can better fit the artistic conception of simplicity. The relaxation and simplicity without deliberateness and carving can subtly make people feel peaceful and comfortable. But after crossing the ocean and being brought to a foreign land, the Japanese modified it according to their own understanding, and it gradually evolved into what it is now."

The Martial Saint was stunned, and then stood in awe.

"Brother Jiang Chen, you really understand."

Then, he did not forget to ask Duanmu Liuli for confirmation, "Sister Liuli, is this true?"

"do not know."

"..."

"..."

It's a bit awkward.

"Sir, I'm your butler, Shotaro Fukuda, and it's an honor to serve you."

An old man in a kimono came over and saluted respectfully.

Shotaro Fukuda, the name of the Japanese devil is really difficult to pronounce, it would be better to call him cockroach.

Wu Sheng muttered to himself.

The funeral will officially begin tomorrow and will last for three days. After all, the Fujiwara family is a century-old family with a large fortune and connections all over the world. Guests of condolence will gather from all over the world, so one day is not enough.

"You show them around."

"Yes sir. Madam, Master, please follow me."

Although he was prejudiced against the Japanese, Wu Sheng was still quite satisfied with their humble and submissive attitude.

"Brother, you're not going?"

"I'll take a break."

"Oh."

Wu Sheng and Duanmu Liuli followed the butler Zhang Tailang away. It was the first time he saw this kind of house, and he was still very interested.

Jiang Chen found a stone bench and sat down, with his back to the setting sun hanging on the courtyard wall, and saw the cherry blossoms in full bloom in the garden.

He suddenly thought of a question.

I wonder if Cynthia will come to this funeral?
Logically, he should not be absent, but how can we speculate on a god based on common sense?

of course.

It’s not that Boss Jiang doesn’t have the person’s number, or the coordinates that the person sent him, but after all, he wasn’t the one handling the funeral this time, and for an unrelated outsider like him to call and inquire about the person’s itinerary, wasn’t he trying to catch a rat?
He doesn't want to be a licker anymore.
True.

Even if Cynthia is his intended target, he now holds trillions of assets and has no rivals around the world. Is it necessary for him to keep trying to curry favor with someone he doesn't like?
Picture what?
Is that woman in the picture pretty?
——Okay, although I have to admit that the other party is indeed quite pretty and is probably a prominent figure in the Western world, is Boss Jiang a man who is greedy for beauty?
So, on the whole, whether or not he can capture the Statue of Liberty is no longer a must for him, but an additional question in the exam.

Made it better.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t do it.

Let me put it in a literary way.

That is, if it is destined to happen, it will happen eventually, and if it is not destined to happen, don’t force it.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

The sudden hot wind blowing beside his ears scared Boss Jiang. He turned his head and found that Wu Sheng had come back stealthily.

"Why don't you take some videos and share them with your classmates when you get back?"

"That's too deliberate. I've already posted it on WeChat Moments."

Jiang Chen laughed dumbly.

"Brother Jiang Chen, can I ask you something?"

The Martial Saint spoke in a mysterious voice, and while doing so, he turned back deliberately to make sure that Duanmu Liuli had not returned.

It seemed that this guy deliberately avoided Duanmu Liuli to create a private space for the two men.

"explain."

Wu Sheng sat down next to him and said, "Brother, when you came to Tokyo before, have you ever been to Kabukicho?"

Jiang Chen's tone was stagnant, and he didn't know whether to be angry or amused.

This kid seems polite now, but in fact he doesn't treat him as his elder at all.

How else could I ask such a question?
"No."

How did you know about Kabukicho? No need to ask, you must have learned it online, or your classmates told you about it.

"Don't lie to me."

The Martial Saint looked as if he understood everything.

"If you don't believe me, go ask your sister Duanmu. She and I are inseparable."

In fact, Boss Jiang exposed his flaws here.

A person of his level would never fall into the trap of self-proof. If he really knew everything, he would definitely just laugh it off and not explain at all.

But he subconsciously mentioned Duanmu Liuli. Why?
I feel totally guilty!

Of course, he had never been to the famous Kabukicho, but there were more than one place to enjoy oneself in Japan.

He didn't go to the well-known Kabukicho, but he experienced the top bubble bath in Ginza, Tokyo.

As for asking Taoist Duanmu...

Are they really inseparable?

Boss Jiang did sneak out of his private space.

"Brother, how about we go shopping at night?"

It's really difficult.

This boy's handsome face actually exudes a shifty look.

This also requires skill.

Jiang Chen laughed, unable to bear it any longer, he raised his arm and bent his fingers to give the boy a smack on the head.

"Aren't you afraid that your sister will break your legs?"

"God knows, the earth knows, you know, and I know. As long as we don't tell anyone, how can my sister know? This is just a normal day, and my sister is not a deity."

Then, the boy declared: "I'm just taking a look, I'm not doing anything, you can do whatever you want. If Sister Liuli or Sister Shurui asks, I can cover for you."

Tsk.

He actually started to "bribe".

"Deal?" Jiang Chen asked again, "Deal, you idiot. Am I that kind of person?"

How glorious and majestic.

But Wu Sheng didn't buy his tricks at all, and looked like he saw through him.

"There's no one here, brother, why are you pretending? We're all men."

Just when Jiang Chen was about to speak, he heard the boy not finish his words, and then continued: "Even if you are used to eating a full banquet, you still have to go out to a restaurant occasionally."

Jiang Chen was slightly startled, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he looked very serious and took out his cell phone.

"Are you serious? Don't!"

Wu Sheng stretched out his hands and immediately admitted his mistake, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Let's talk it over nicely."

"I don't care what you see or hear on the Internet or around you. First of all, you must have your own dialectical thinking and understand what you can do and what you can't do."

"Brother, you are too demanding of me. I am only fifteen years old. What does fifteen mean? It means the beginning of youth! When you were fifteen, you also wanted to fall in love with girls, right? Didn't you watch the Three Treasures of Japan when you were fifteen?"

"What are the three treasures?"

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

It’s not that Duanmu Liuli is ignorant, it seems that Jiang Chen doesn’t understand what it means either.

"It's a musical cartoon!"

The Martial Saint blurted it out without any pause this time.

Jiang Chen's ability to punctuate sentences stood the test. His brain was more or less smarter than Duanmu Liuli's, or more flexible, so he understood it quickly.

Jiang Chen subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to hit the boy again, but when he raised it halfway, he froze in the middle and couldn't bring it down.

Yes.

Who doesn’t have youth?

Some things are innate nature and will be activated at a certain stage of life, such as the desire for the opposite sex.

It's genetically determined.

Otherwise, how can the species reproduce and continue?

of course.

Some people are special in that they are aroused by desire for the same sex, but the difference is not that big.

It’s not so bad in the West. In relatively conservative and traditional countries, how many people’s understanding of how life is born comes from inspiration from Japanese movies?

music.

animation.

sheet.

The current three treasures may become Japan's intangible cultural heritage in the future.

"Brother, I'll tell you, you've seen it too!"

Wu Sheng slapped his thigh with an expression of being not surprised. He ignored Jiang Chen's hitting on his head and showed no displeasure or resistance.

Man's head.

Woman's waist.

These are two things that cannot be touched.

You have to know that his father Wu Guangjiang doesn't have this ability. Even if he made a mistake, he only dared to bluff and complain.

When faced with this kind of topic, as parents, we cannot resist it, nor can we suppress it blindly, nor can we regard it as a disaster. What we should do most is to guide our children.

Jiang Chen put his hand down, pondered for a while, and then said earnestly: "At your age, hormones begin to be secreted..."

He was interrupted just as he began to speak.

"Brother, you don't have to say anything, I understand."

Jiang Chen stopped.

Just understand.

He was still struggling with how to guide him.

But who knew that the boy would ask, "Brother, which teacher did you follow before?"

“Julia”

Jiang Chen blurted out, and realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking.

not good.

I was ambushed by this kid!

"Snapped!"

Wu Sheng slapped his thigh hard again, without contempt or ridicule, but with a tone of fellow heroes, "Brother, you really have good taste! What about Takizawa Rola and Mikami Yua? They are all for children! Only women like Julia who have experienced the baptism of time, gentleness, maturity and enduring beauty have charm!"

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

All right.

I don't even have the right to lecture this kid.

"I said I haven't seen many movies, do you believe me?"

he asks.

"I believe it!"

The Martial Saint answered without hesitation, with a pious look on his face.

"I know, brother, you just watched it accidentally from your friends."

This kid stole all his lines.

Jiang Chen let out a helpless smile, "Watch less of that kind of stuff, it's not good for your health."

"I know. Brother, I said that I appreciate art with a learning perspective. Do you believe me?"

The boy actually asked back.

"Fuck off!"

Jiang Chen laughed and scolded.

"Got it!"

As if he knew that he would suffer physical pain if he stayed here any longer, Wu Sheng stood up quickly and ran away.

"I'm going to find Sister Liuli."

Little did Wu Sheng know that his brother Jiang Chen's eyes gradually revealed a hint of nostalgia as he watched him running in the sunset.

The young man is chivalrous and makes friends with heroes from five cities. He is open-minded and his hair stands on end. In a conversation, he is willing to die for his friends and a promise is worth a thousand gold!

The shouts from the playground echoed in my ears again.

This is the boy.

After Wu Sheng ran away, Jiang Chen took out his cell phone and called Lan Peizhi.

"The head of the Fujiwara family has passed away, and I brought the Martial Saint to attend the funeral."

It is basic etiquette to greet someone's sister, but what does it mean to kill first and report later?
"Where's Liuli?"

Lan Peizhi is indeed a heroine. She did not blame anyone, but for some reason she was concerned about Duanmu Liuli's movements first.

"With us."

Hearing this, she was quiet for a moment.

"Quite smart."

"what?"

"Just because things have settled doesn't mean we can rest easy. We must always be wary of the Japanese. They are the best at rebellion and the most extreme."

History has long provided ample evidence of its capriciousness.

Before it was released, people would kneel down, prostrate themselves on the ground, and shout “The Celestial Empire is our Greatest Country” with a devout look on their faces.

As for extremes.

The former prime minister had his head cracked open in the street, completely establishing his reputation as the strongest jungler, and no one could compete with him anymore.

"I don't want to talk to you about this."

Jiang Chen completely ignored the other party's concern, which was never expressed directly. "Wu Sheng wants to go to Kabukicho. Do you think I should agree?"

Although it is normal to have this kind of curiosity, pain is also an experience that youth should have.

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

"I'll break his legs."

really.

Jiang Chen was about to advise not to be too harsh on the child, but the second half of the sentence came over from the other end of the phone.

"And yours."

Jiang Chen's smile suddenly disappeared.

"——In vain." (End of this chapter)