I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Reunited after a long absence, the teacher and student had a great conversation, but they never talked about the suspension of the tram.

of course.

Even if the trains are out of service, it won't hurt. Kaoru Koda, who owns a house in Tokyo, is definitely better than ordinary social animals and does not have much pressure in life.

"See you later."

The fingertips clasped lightly, and then the two parties parted at the door of the coffee shop.

Without being reluctant to leave, Xiang Tianxun turned around naturally and calmly, holding the books he bought from the bookstore street next door, and gradually walked away in the quiet night that was different from the hustle and bustle of the metropolis.

Perhaps because he likes reading, this foreign teacher who once left his hometown seems to have a very straightforward and free attitude towards life.

"It is the same."

Looking at the gradually blurring figure, Jiang Chen asked softly.

Duanmu Liuli, who barely spoke and had been "observing" that face, undoubtedly had a say in this issue.

Furthermore.

The beholder is clear.

Jiang Chen is currently unable to judge himself.

"Exactly the same."

The young Taoist nun did not pretend to be deaf and dumb this time, and her comments were quite decisive and affirmative.

In terms of appearance, appearance, and even body proportions, the foreign teacher who is now teaching the royal family and Miss Fujiwara from the Japanese Super Foundation are indeed replicas of each other. It is absolutely difficult to distinguish them based on their appearance.

but.

Their speaking tones and styles are different.

the most important.

If they are really the same person, how can they interpret two lives?

Jiang Chen had learned a lot about Miss Fujiwara's methods, and she was very good at pretending to be magical, but no matter how powerful she was, she couldn't predict the future, right?

If it was really just to "scare" himself that he set up a new identity in Japan in advance, worked tirelessly to teach the royal family, and often came to the declining bookstore street to buy books, then he would really be convinced.

"Do you think it's possible it's a person?"

That sinister and sinister figure has disappeared.

To be honest, there have been very few moments in his life that made Jiang Chen feel so trapped and hesitant.

"do not know."

Duanmu Liuli frowned slightly, feeling like a primary school student who was stumped by the question.

"Aren't you Taoists the best at seeing and recognizing people?"

Jiang Chen looked away from the front, turned his head and joked, "I'm not good at studying."

Still too young.

If it were that old god, neither the six-eared macaque nor the real Monkey King would be able to hide.

The ability to read people's minds is different from cultural classes and martial arts classes. It is difficult to teach in the remote mountains, so it must be practiced.

Perhaps this is the reason why the old man let this young apprentice come to travel in the world of mortals.

"Are they alone?"

Looking at those eyes filled with curiosity, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then smiled.

It was rare for this Taoist nun to become curious.

Jiang Chen turned around and walked in the opposite direction from where Xiang Tianxun left, and muttered something in a deep voice.

"All appearances are false."

Jiang Chen glanced quietly and saw the Taoist nun who was following behind him thoughtfully.

Actually.

He can tell, he just doesn't want to embarrass himself.

The long street gradually became quiet.

Peninsula Hotel.

Boss Jiang, who had been playing for a day, carried a box of shortbread cookies and knocked on the door of the presidential suite in front of him under the watchful eyes of two bodyguards.

As a world-renowned luxury hotel brand, Peninsula has never been short of business, and its presidential suite is difficult to decide.

The cost of one night's room is equivalent to a year's salary of ordinary people, and it still needs to be "robbed". It is difficult to understand, but in fact, this is the world of the rich.

It's the same as limited edition luxury goods.

A hotel worth 100,000 yuan a night is indeed an exaggeration from a normal person's perspective, but many people's income is calculated by the second.

"Thank you."

After the announcement, the bodyguards let him go. Before entering the house, Boss Jiang did not forget to smile politely at the two bodyguard comrades.

"I brought you some snacks."

Unsurprisingly.

Cao Jinse is at work, sitting in front of the computer, dedicated and serious.

In fact, it is also a charming advantage for a woman to be motivated.

"Leave it alone."

Mr. Cao had no time to look at him.

Of course Boss Jiang, who has a great attitude, won't mind this little detail, so he looked around with a piece of his heart.

"There are many wealthy businessmen and celebrities in Tokyo. You are lucky to get a room like this."

"I am a Red Card member of the Peninsula Hotel."

Although she didn't look at him, Cao Jinse's attitude was not cold. He still stared at the computer screen and tapped the keyboard from time to time, as if giving instructions.

In fact, being a boss is really tiring.

This is not Versailles.

Just like Lan Peizhi.

As far as Jiang Chen knew, every time he turned on his computer, there would be at least hundreds of emails in Lan Peizhi's mailbox that needed to be processed. There was a reason why he didn't come to Japan.

so.

Being a capitalist is also a hard job.

"I thought Peninsula also had shares in Jiuding."

Although I have never heard of what a red card is, the so-called VIP cards are similar, except for the color. Jiang Chen said as he walked to the desk carrying the shortbread, seemingly determined to let others see his feelings.

Do dog licking.

He is now considered an expert.

The people behind the obscurity are all novices.

Before Jiang Chen could reach him, he felt an invisible pressure coming towards him. He took a quick look and saw that Cao Jinse, who was obsessed with work, finally looked him in the eyes.

Boss Jiang continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Then I saw the laptop being closed with a "snap".

Mr. Cao has many advantages, but there is a flaw in him. He is too principled and too clear-cut between public and private. People with a slightly limited structure may be severely affected.

But there is no doubt about Boss Jiang’s broadmindedness.

None of the women around him were nymphomaniacs who couldn't move after seeing a man.

Including the witch Shi Xixi.

For example, let her give the golden sea to herself and see if the aunt is willing.

As a highly educated young man of the new era, Jiang Chen has always respected women. It is undeniable that some women are more capable than men.

In fact, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman, being independent, autonomous, and able to shine on one's own is much more attractive than becoming a vassal of others.

Therefore, vases are only toys for the rich second generation and will not become the choice of successful people.

"You can't make enough money, don't be too stressed, and forgetting to eat and sleep is not advisable."

Boss Jiang placed the snacks next to his laptop.

Although it is just a small box of shortbread, it is a light gift but full of affection.

"I deliberately went online to find out about the store, and took a taxi to buy it. Rentals in Japan are really expensive. It cost me more than 100 just to go a few miles, and another 100 to come back. No wonder those white-collar workers don't go back when they work overtime. , Who can afford this kind of car, give it a try."

Boss Jiang thought to himself.

The functions that "gifts" can play vary by object. For most women, shortbread is just shortbread, but for Mr. Cao, the value of a box of shortbread may be greater than a box of gold and silver jewelry.

"Can you stop acting like an old woman?"

Mr. Cao was supposed to have a straight face, but looking at Boss Jiang who was nagging in pain, he felt helpless.

"Japan has long been a developed country, but now I sympathize with Japanese people. As Mr. Yan said, Japanese people should not feel happiness."

Even if he is as strong as Cao Jinse, there is nothing he can do at this time. After all, he has good intentions.

She looked at the box of shortbread cookies and opened the package, "As a Virgin Mary, if you have the leisure to sympathize with others, why not care about your compatriots, ordinary people living in first-tier cities in China such as Kyoto, Donghai, Shanghai... , who is more relaxed than Tokyoites?"

Cao Jinse is still Cao Jinse, without any disguise.

It is not advisable to hide a disease and avoid medical treatment.

It is even more ridiculous to only think about criticizing others and never examine yourself.

In fact, a person's style can be seen from his words, because a person's words can often reflect his vision and outlook.

Leadership is leadership.

A few understated words gave people the impression that he was a bit higher level than the Jiuding executive.

"...It still feels different."

Boss Jiang, who didn't know how to respond for a while, made preparations for a while and then replied, "Ordinary people in China who are working hard in big cities still have hope in their hearts."

This is not a whitewash.

Because Boss Jiang once squatted at the entrance of Afang Palace and chatted with a takeaway man who was eating steamed buns over lunch.

A few steamed buns are just a lunch. It doesn't last long, but you can see the light in the eyes of the rider.

Unlike in Tokyo, even if the smile is on the face, the eyes are lifeless.

"That's because cultural traditions have given Chinese people a deep-rooted family concept. Individuals endure hardship and their families enjoy happiness. In China, many people have no regrets and this is their hope. However, Japanese people do not have this concept, so for them, You just can’t feel the happiness you mentioned.”

“It’s been a great benefit.”

Boss Jiang sighed.

Cao Jinse took out a piece of shortbread and was used to his poor talk.

It is not wrong to love one's own country, so it is human nature to be subjectively partial.

So does she.

Just like a family can discuss its own problems behind closed doors, but will not allow others to make irresponsible remarks.

"How do you feel about Japan's imperial palace?"

“Not disappointed.”

Boss Jiang corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong. This answer shows the overall situation.

The corners of Cao Jinse's mouth raised slightly, "What are you hoping for?"

Jiang Chen shrugged, "I only walked around the outer garden. I didn't go into the inner garden. I didn't see the essence of the house."

"You can enter the palace if you want? It will take at least three to five months to make a reservation. You have no chance this time."

"Yeah."

Boss Jiang didn't know what he was thinking of and asked with a smile.

"It tastes pretty good, Anko's?"

Cao Jinse took a bite of the shortbread.

"I don't know. I bought a few boxes. This box of Duanmu Taoist Master didn't want to eat it, so I brought it."

Boss Jiang blurted out. He was probably still thinking about the palace, and his attention was not back.

It was clearly visible that the face of Mr. Cao, who could hold a boat in the prime minister's belly, turned dark with a thud, and he almost threw the shortbread he had just taken a bite into someone's face.

soon.

Boss Jiang, who was distracted by his thoughts, came back to his senses, saw the ice and fire in his eyes, and said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that Taoist Master Duanmu deliberately selected a box of the best tasting ones and asked me to deliver them."

Boss Jiang is indeed an authentic person. At this time, he is still worried about uniting others.

"you can go now."

Mr. Cao is certainly not stupid, and at the same time, he is not willing to pretend to be stupid. Although due to his own cultivation, he did not behave like a shrew by hitting people with shortbread cookies, he still issued the eviction order with a cold face.

Boss Jiang stood there, speechless and unable to argue.

"Usagi."

Cao Jinse shouted.

No movement.

"Usagi!"

Cao Jinse emphasized his tone.

Suddenly there was a reaction. I saw a petite girl who looked like a minor walking out of the back room of the presidential suite. She was wearing slippers and cartoon pajamas. She was rubbing her eyes as she walked, as if she had just been woken up.

This is called safety awareness.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside.

When you're out and about, that's how it should be.

"Hey, why are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Chen, the girl whose appearance had nothing to do with the word bodyguard suddenly widened her eyes and rubbed her sleepy eyes vigorously.

Boss Jiang kept a polite smile.

"Ask him out."

Cao Jinse spoke.

While the lady was working, Maotu, who was sleeping soundly inside, confirmed that he was not dazzled. Surprised, he immediately became energetic and grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth.

This girl must have never encountered a strange sorghum feeding her sweets, and her teeth are so good.

"Okay lady."

Having just been woken up, she was not tired at all, and she was approaching Jiang Chen step by step. Jiang Chen actually saw a vicious and violent color in the eyes of a girl who looked like a high school student.

"No, I can leave by myself."

Judging the situation, Fang Nai is a hero. The Taoist sister is not here, and Jiang Chen has long abandoned the bad habit of judging people by their appearance. He has no doubts about the girl's obedience to his lady's orders. At the same time, without understanding the situation, the safest way is to... It is to overestimate the other party to the greatest extent.

Jiang Chen was able to bend and stretch, and when Maotu was at least four or five meters away from him, he walked out.

Seeing this, Maotu's eyes clearly showed annoyance, and he couldn't wait to chase him.

But Boss Jiang had long legs. He took two steps in three steps without looking back. He quickly walked to the door, opened it, and retreated quickly.

"coward!"

Utu stamped his foot towards the door.

But the person had left and was unlikely to come back. She could only turn around in disappointment, "Miss, why is he here?"

"travel."

Cao Jinse simply said, wanting to throw away the piece of shortbread in his hand, but it was probably because of his good conduct that he didn't want to waste food, so he finished the piece of shortbread he had taken a bite of.

"Miss, why didn't you call me when you were eating?"

Maotu immediately felt aggrieved when he saw this.

"Take them all."

Cao Jinse glanced at the box of shortbread cookies, feeling clearly depressed.

Not knowing what was going on, Maotu immediately ran over with her slippers on. There was no respect for her here, and she held a box of shortbread cookies in her arms without any courtesy.

"Thank you, miss."

She planned to go back to the room with the shortbread in her arms. If she stayed here, it would disturb the lady's work.

"Wait a moment."

Cao Jinse suddenly stopped her again.

Maotu looked confused.

Maybe he was really a little hungry, Mr. Cao pursed his lips, casually,

"Leave me a few dollars." (End of chapter)