Almighty painter

Chapter 326 Temperament
In the city center, outside the train station, a black Mercedes-Benz GLE hotel car passed through the busy road, like a huge rock separating the tidal flow of people.

"...Apologize? I don't need them to come and apologize. If an apology is useful, why do we need the police? Haha, I forgot that it is the police who are causing trouble this time. This group of corrupt bureaucrats will do such superficial things afterwards! When you participated in the Shwedagon Pagoda project, the cultural department officially promised our daily safety!"

The blond aunt was sitting in the wide boss chair in the back of the SUV, her calves crossed, and muttering into the phone.

She frowned, her sunglasses were pushed up to her forehead, and her whole person exuded a fierce aura. Even the double-layered laminated doors of the luxury SUV could not stop her barrage of complaints. She looked so majestic. , just like a female general preparing to go on an expedition, and also like——

A thousand noisy ducks.

"So, this is a diplomatic incident!"

After more than ten minutes of frothing at the mouth, the blonde aunt made her conclusion in an unquestionable tone.

"My wife is right!"

Uncle Sakai, whose eardrums on the other end of the phone had been bombarded by the violent storm like a duck quacking, seized this opportunity and immediately nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Well, this is a diplomatic incident."

seriously.

The train station police officer who wanted to detain Katsuko Sakai to make a small fortune this morning obviously didn't look at the almanac when he went out and kicked the iron plate.

Even if Chen Shenglin didn't take action, as long as there was enough time for the incident to ferment.

Master Sakai's precious daughter is not something that a small policeman from Southeast Asia can extort if he wants.

When Gu Weijing and Sakai Katsuko were still chatting with each other on the boat in the middle of the lake in the Botanical Garden.

Mrs. Cruz was furious when her bodyguard reported what had happened. She called her husband, who was enjoying herself alone in Osaka, and warned him to ensure that this kind of thing would never happen again.

Uncle Sakai hung up the phone after being scolded by his wife.

They turned around and yelled at the Japanese Foreign Ministry officials who had originally invited them to participate in the international project. The embassy also privately conveyed an informal protest to Yangon, reminding them to ensure the safety of local citizens.

Artist Kazunari Sakai is also considered a major cultural celebrity throughout Asia.

His daughter was blackmailed. This matter could be big or small, but it still attracted the attention of all parties. Such a complicated series of procedures was completed in half a day.

No matter how it is handled privately, the Yangon Tourism Bureau’s attitude is still very good.

Although the official statement stated that it was just a misunderstanding caused by a routine inspection, a special person would still be sent to apologize to Sakai Katsuko.

Seeing that nothing happened to his daughter anyway, Uncle Sakai thought this answer was enough, so he called his wife to report the situation and express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, he was hit with a wave of curses.

"Nothing happened to Shengzi this time. I'm not being pretentious. If anything happens to the girl, it will be too late if you worry..."

"Yeah, yeah, you're right, it makes sense. My wife is right to criticize."

A thousand kilometers away.

Uncle Sakai was lying leisurely on the beanbag in the studio, watching the replay of the baseball game between Koshien dark horse Okeijijuku and Maioka Middle School that attracted national attention in Japan this year on the TV. There were two large boxes of fried onions on his lap. Circle, while casually echoing.

He is very well-behaved and never talks back to his wife about little things at home.

Such a good lady is hard to find even with a lantern, and a few scoldings won't make you lose a few kilograms of meat.

Like a 120kg fat goat with a docile personality.

My wife and daughter are not at home, and my son has gone to boarding school. I can be as happy as I want.

Even if you lie flat on the sofa, eat junk food that will leave residue, watch high school baseball with sleepy eyes, and feel the long-lost passion and beauty in the camera, no one will care.

From time to time, you can also take a stroll and eat a small barbecue that is extremely hot.

What is the happiness of a middle-aged man?
This kind of life that requires no self-discipline and is lazy and seems to be growing hair is the unique pleasure of middle-aged men.

In the past two months, Uncle Sakai was so happy that he wanted to bleat.

"However, now that the matter has been resolved, it will not be easy for the Tourism Bureau. Just ask them to apologize. Anyway, you can only stay for one semester at most. Otherwise, if you are really worried, we can give Shengzi two more A bodyguard or something?"

Uncle Sakai has a healthy heart and a healthy body. He has been living a happy life recently and has a good attitude.

The uncle is very Buddhist and not angry.

He has also been to underdeveloped areas like the Kenya Art Garden in Africa before. As a country develops, it will encounter one thing or another.

Katsuko was not short of hair, and he was too lazy to argue with the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

For the embassy to be willing to protest informally about such a trivial matter is already a great honor and has risen to a higher level.

It's neither necessary nor meaningful.

Strictly speaking, the [Monument Restoration Master Project] that he and Shengzi went to through the national channel with their visas has ended.

Now that his daughter is still staying in Myanmar and not coming back, it is a personal act.

Even if the small official who contacted the Japanese side continued to roar, there was nothing more the other side could do except bow and say a few words of "Simi Masai".

Kazunari Sakai was in a good mood recently, so he let this poor guy go.

"Don't use this tone to deal with me, you don't care about our daughter at all..."

The truth is this truth.

Mrs. Sakai, however, was not satisfied with her husband's way of handling things that was not tough at all. She complained a few more times, which caused a series of um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, and ah responses to come from the phone, which seemed to be a preset automatic responder. Voice.

The blonde aunt raised her wrist and looked at the time.

"06%? It's already dark here. Counting the time, it's about 30:[-] at your place now?"

"Well, 6:37, what's up?"

Uncle Sakai threw another onion ring into his mouth, looked at the clock on the wall, and said casually.

"what are you doing."

"Looking at the TV broadcast, you may not know in Myanmar that Yingqing Yijun, where Oka Chang attended, is expected to reach the Koshien finals again this year after 103 years. Nowadays, all sports-related topics in Japan are about this topic..."

"I know, I saw the alumni support group activities in the parent group. I mean, it's not dinner time, right? What are you chewing on when you talk? Onion rings?"

The blond aunt used her ability to listen to sounds and identify shapes, and it would be a good thing for her to switch to practicing concealed weapons.

"Well, uh, oh... these are fruit and vegetable fiber biscuits. Yes, fiber biscuits. Weight loss experts say that obese people should eat smaller meals more often to control their overall calorie intake. The whole grain ones taste pretty good."

Snapped.

The onion rings in his hand fell back into the box, and he swallowed dryly.

Uncle Sakai's only shortcoming is that he can't keep his mouth shut. Over the years of "stealing" while battling wits with his wife, he has also developed his ability to tell lies.

Although I have agreed with my wife that I want to lose weight.

But let's just muddle along. People have reached this age, why should they make it difficult for themselves?Anyway, my wife and daughter won’t be back for several months, so we’ll talk about weight control later.

Only when you are full can you have enough energy to lose weight.

The worst he can do is put all his fat on that spot and act cute and pretend to be pitiful. His wife is such a gentle and lovely woman, so it only takes two days to discipline him.

"Well, dear, let's go back to what happened just now. I think you are right. You can't just let this matter go. You have to teach them a lesson. Look at your husband, I will scold them on the Internet."

Uncle Sakai immediately changed the dangerous topic.

Excuse me.

You are out of luck.

"Ha." The blonde aunt sneered with unknown meaning into the phone receiver, which made Uncle Sakai's whole body tremble.

"Forget it, Shengzi and I will stay here for a long time, so don't offend anyone too much."

The blonde aunt looked at the boy and girl walking out of the train station hand in hand. She snorted again, but her tone became softer.

"Okay, okay, I know you, my dear, are the most considerate and polite person."

Uncle Sakai did not hesitate to choose a flattering lick.

"Then... in Yangon, are they still allowed to come and apologize?"

"There's no need to ask. Of course, I don't want to let them in to express my anger. Whether they come or not is a matter of their attitude. If they don't come to apologize, how can I slam the door in their faces to get rid of this? What about people leaving?”

On these issues, Mrs. Sakai is still as domineering as ever.

"Katsuko has come out of the train station. I'm going to pick her up now. I love you, and that's it. But..."

She stopped Uncle Sakai, who was relieved to have escaped his wife's inspection.

"Issei, do you remember 'sexy candy'?" she said playfully.

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"

Uncle Sakai was startled, blinked his eyes, and immediately sat up from the beanbag with a big belly.

So called sexy candy.

It was the theme keyword of a highly-rated Victoria’s Secret sexy lingerie catwalk show, setting a CBS broadcast record.

When the maid at home was cleaning the room last year, she swept out a lot of large-scale magazines from under Tsunamasa Sakai's bookcase.

Neither of them are rigid people.

Mrs. Sakai just sighed and said that Tsunamasa had grown up, so she asked the servant to hide the magazines back under the bookshelf. In the future, she would inform Sakai Tsunasa before cleaning the room.

Professor Kazunari Sakai flipped through the magazine with great interest, and suggested to his wife that his son's taste still had merit.

That magazine is about the "Sexy Delicious" theme series of clothing.

My wife has been noncommittal, which makes Uncle Sakai secretly disappointed, thinking that she didn't understand.

"Do you like it?" The blonde aunt said seductively.

"I like it, I like it."

Uncle Sakai licked his lips frantically, stretched and inhaled, his big belly bounced like a rubber ball, and he even threw his beloved lamb onion rings aside without caring.

Tsunamasa is a member of the Sakai family.

The taste of the men of the Sakai family is passed down from generation to generation.

"Well, I bought a whole set of Sexy Delicious in the shopping cart. When I get back, I'll let my Byron taste it and see which set is more Delicious."

Mrs. Cruz's tone revealed the romantic charm of a Latin girl.

“My wife is the best!”

Uncle Sakai let out a long moan and patted his belly happily, his whole body immersed in the imagination full of peach-colored little hearts.

life is beautiful.

"You should be able to come back in July." The uncle asked expectantly.

"We haven't had an intimate life for a while. Shengzi needs to stay here until the end of the semester. I can take two days next week to fly home, which is less than a three-hour flight. .”

"Uh."

"Is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem. I hope you fly back today. Just my wife, let me tell you something. You know I am someone who gets fat easily. I have..." Uncle Sakai was only halfway through his tentative words. He was interrupted unceremoniously by the blonde aunt.

"So, because you have worked so hard to lose weight, I want to reward you."

"Classmate Byron, I won't let you down, and you won't let me down, right? We have agreed that if I step into the house and see a husband who is working hard to lose weight, I will wear what you like. Look. If you see a chubby 'takoyaki', just save that set of sweet candies and put it on your big belly!"

"Wife, wife..."

The blond aunt ignored her husband's dilemma on the phone, hung up the phone, opened the car door, and walked towards the eye-catching couple who attracted people's attention.

Do you like fibrous fruit and vegetable biscuits?
Mrs. Sakai sneered.

Then prepare to eat fiber biscuits until you die!
asshole.

This aunt, who was over forty but still as slim as a girl and still charming, had just taken care of her husband, pushed her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose, walked out of the car door, and was about to stretch out her arms to hug her daughter.

Suddenly her footsteps stopped, and there was an inexplicable flash of light under her sunglasses.

Huh?
Her eyes first rested on her daughter.

Shengzi's face was dotted with two rouge flowers, and the painted branches extended from her eyebrows to her earlobes.

The flower branches are charming and charming, and so are the girls, attracting thousands of envious and infatuated eyes from passers-by.

Mrs. Sakai just glanced at it casually and then looked away. In her heart, Katsuko was originally a perfect little angel. Everyone loved him like Franklin on the dollar, but he was much cuter than a furry old man like Franklin. .

What really surprised her was her daughter's boyfriend.

Gu Weijing was definitely not ugly, but he could not be called very handsome. Even though he recognized his daughter's lover by pinching his nose, seeing them walking together, Mrs. Sakai lamented more than once that her delicate daughter had been raped by a wild boar. Arched.

And now,
Mrs. Sakai blinked, and she suddenly felt that Gu Weijing was completely different today.

Obviously, this little bastard looks the same as when he took his daughter away from the hotel in the morning. His nose is still the same, his eyes are still the same, and even his hair has become a little messy after a day of travel.

However, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Because, she suddenly felt a bit of her husband's momentum in Gu Weijing.

(End of this chapter)