Reborn in the red age

"Sir, we have arrived at the Imperial Hotel. The service fee is 10,000 yen and the fare is 13,000 yen, a total of 23,000 yen. Thank you for the ride."

The taxi stopped downstairs of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo. The driver bent down slightly and respectfully asked Li Qingfeng for money in Japanese.

The cost of taxis in Japan these days is really outrageous, especially at night. If your destination is more than a certain number of kilometers away, you won't be picked up unless you pay a service fee of 10,000 yen.

After taking a look at Yu Xiaoli who had fallen asleep on him as soon as she got on the bus, Li Qingfeng gave the driver an apologetic smile and started pushing her, trying to wake her up.

"Hey, wake up, get up and translate, I don't understand what this little devil is saying"

After all, I know a limited amount of Japanese. I only know a few Japanese words commonly used in action movies, such as "Yamete", "Komochi" and "Iku", and I don't know anything else.

"Forehead"

Amid the scuffle, Yu Xiaoli woke up in a daze. After communicating with the driver, she told Li Qingfeng the fare and then hung the car on Li Qingfeng's body again.

In front of the driver, Li Qingfeng took out the money and complained with a smile: "Fuck, you little devils are really brave to ask for it. 23,000 yen, why don't you just rob it?"

"Arigatogo Zhayimasi"

The driver didn't understand Chinese, so when he saw Qingfeng Li's smiling face, he thought he was praising him and bowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

After paying the bill and getting off the car, I was puzzled when I saw Yu Xiaoli unconscious. What did this girl mean? Was she pretending or was she really drunk?
Just now in the tavern, she looked a little overexerted, but clearly not to the point of being unconscious.

Is it to give myself a chance?

But now that we are in Tokyo, we must fight against the Japanese. Why would we look for you, a person from Shanghai?

I'm not a thief. There are many girls prettier than you in China. There's no need for me to have anything to do with you, who has a child.

Li Qingfeng patted Yu Xiaoli's face and said, "Hey, wake up, where is your home? I'll ask the hotel to take you home."

"Wuwu, I won't go home. I don't want to go home," Yu Xiaoli twisted twice in Li Qingfeng's arms and said vaguely.

Okay, it’s confirmed, this person took the initiative to throw himself into my arms.

With her words, Qingfeng Li picked her up and walked into the hotel without saying a word.

Then he sent her to the front desk and asked the front desk to send her to the police station.
This girl has been setting bait for Qingfeng Li, and she has been telling him the price in advance, so who dares to touch her?

You are an unfamiliar person in this place. If you are set up by your compatriots like Dong Ge in the future in America, who can you turn to for justice?

The Japanese girl at the front desk probably encountered this kind of thing for the first time. She was stunned for a while before she said in English: "I'll call the police now and ask them to send someone over."

"Well, I'll leave the person here. When the police come, leave it to them to handle."

The girl at the front desk opened her big cute eyes, bowed slightly, looked at Qingfeng Li in admiration and said, "Sure, you are such a good person."

Ding, a good guy card has arrived in your account.

"cough cough"

Li Qingfeng touched his nose. Was he being given the good guy card? He coughed slightly and pretended to be honest and upright: "I have a wife and a pair of children in China. My morality does not allow me to do anything that will let my family down."

"Your character is so noble. I envy your wife. I wonder if my future spouse will have such a noble character as yours."

It could be that Qingfeng Li's fake righteousness was too dazzling, or it could be that this Japanese girl had just graduated and was not very worldly-wise, so she was stunned by Qingfeng Li's words, and the look of admiration on her face became even stronger.

Just when Li Qingfeng wanted to fool around again, Yu Xiaoli, who was lying on the sofa, stood up leisurely.

He rubbed his temple, looking around in confusion with an uncomfortable expression as if he had just sobered up.

Well, now it is certain that Yu Xiaoli is definitely pretending.

Qingfeng Li looked at her with a half-smile: "Oh, you're awake. Are you okay now?"

"I'm sorry, I drank too much and caused you trouble." Yu Xiaoli was not embarrassed at all about being exposed, and still apologized to Li Qingfeng in a drunken tone.

"It's okay. Since you're awake, I'll have someone take you back. The room I'm staying in has a free pick-up service."

"Oh well, thank you then."

Yu Xiaoli, who had been in Japan for several years, naturally knew what it meant to have a room pick-up service. A hint of regret flashed across her eyes, but it was hidden well and no one saw it.

Looking at the back of the black Nissan Duke driving away slowly, Li Qingfeng shook his head. This girl had evil intentions, and he didn't know how many of her words were true and how many were false.

"Sir, it seems that the lady just now did it on purpose."

When he returned to the hotel, the receptionist who had just chatted with Li Qingfeng called him.

As a high-end hotel in Tokyo, the Imperial Hotel has staff with amazing looks, big eyes, white skin, and a pair of straight long legs that are rare among Japanese women.

It's a pity that such a pair of long legs does not make due contribution to the rising temperature in Tokyo. It will be a loss for the whole of Japan.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Qingfeng Li was still interested in chatting with this girl: "Yes, this woman is very smart, but I'm not that kind of person."

"Haha, Mr. Li, you are also very smart"

"Thank you, what's your name?"

"Kudo Keiko"

He casually picked up a bottle of Japanese specialty drink, sat on the stool at the front desk and started chopping wood with the Japanese girl. He casually told a few jokes from later times, which made the Japanese girl laugh so hard that she covered her mouth.

After talking nonsense, Kudo Keiko blushed and said that she loved Chinese culture very much and could go to Li Qingfeng's room to discuss Chinese culture.

The purpose of staying here tonight was to fight against the Japanese, so Li Qingfeng naturally would not refuse and immediately made an invitation to the other party.

I saw the big-eyed Keiko Kudo smiled slightly and held up two fingers: "Two hundred thousand yen, you can have my virginity"

"You got it inlaid with gold?"

When Qingfeng Li heard that it would cost 200,000 yen, he was so shocked that he blurted out Chinese.

This price is really outrageous. Converted into US dollars, it is nearly 1,500 US dollars. In America, you can exchange art with several young models.

If it was in Hong Kong or South Korea, so much money could easily drift away and become lost.

Kudo Keiko, the beautiful Japanese girl, didn't understand Chinese. She tilted her head and asked in confusion, "What did you say?" "I'm shocked. I thought we were in love, but I didn't expect it to be a deal," Li Qingfeng shrugged and said with a sigh.

"Haha, don't you love your wife and children very much?"

"No, no, no, I love my wife and children, and they have nothing to do with the cultural exchange in my room tonight."

Kudo Keiko raised her head slightly and said proudly: "Will you invite me to your room tonight to exchange culture? The women of our Yamato nation are not comparable to women from other countries. The first night is worth this price."

As he spoke, he glanced towards Qingfeng Li, with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at how arrogant I am, and how you look down on a Chinese like me.

It's worth this price to return it to you. Wait, I didn't intend to offend you Japanese too much, I just wanted to make a quick buck and leave.

Since you guys are so arrogant, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Li Qingfeng's face changed, he looked at her coldly, and said with a fake smile: "Really? Then let me make a bet with you, for a period of one year, with a stake of 200 million yen. I wonder if you are willing to participate?"

"What bet?" After hearing the two million yen, Kudo Keiko looked at Li Qingfeng with eyes wide open.

"Let's bet on whether your life will get better or worse. If your life gets better after one year, I will lose two million to you without any conditions. If it gets worse, you just need to help me make a naked multi-person movie for free."

"Two million is not enough, I want five million"

"Okay, but what if you lose?"

Kudo Keiko answered without thinking: "I can't lose. With the development trend of our country's economy, in a year, all our citizens will become rich and their lives will definitely get better and better."

Seeing the proud expression on Kudo Keiko's face when she mentioned her country, Qingfeng Li sneered, "It seems that Miss Keiko is very confident about the future of her country?"

"Of course, economically, our Japan will become the greatest country on the entire earth." A hint of fanaticism flashed in Kudo Keiko's eyes, and her arms waved up and down unconsciously as she spoke.

There are many people like Kudo Keiko in Japan today. After all, Japan's economy has been booming for fifteen years, and the stock market has experienced a 15-year bull market.

It can be said that throughout the 80s, the Japanese were full of confidence in their future economic prospects, and no one believed that Japan's economy would collapse.

Li Qingfeng shrugged and did not argue with her on this topic. He just asked what she would do if she lost.

Under Li Qingfeng's repeated questioning, Kudo Keiko shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Although it is impossible for me to lose, I still promise you that if I lose, I will do as you say, and I will go with you to make a sexy movie for free."

"Okay, it's a deal. One year from now, I'll come to you to fulfill my promise today."

After leaving these words, Li Qingfeng returned to his room without looking back.

He was so angry at the Japanese woman Kudo Keiko that he didn't want to fight against the Japanese anymore. He went back to his room and fell asleep, reserving his energy for the meeting with Fang Wanzhen and others tomorrow.

The next day, Li Qingfeng slept until 10 o'clock in the morning, then washed up and went out.

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, Fang Wanzhen had been waiting with the driver for a long time.

Seeing Li Qingfeng coming out, he hurried forward to greet him: "Boss Li, did you have a good rest last night?"

"Not very good, contact the hotel to check out and change to another hotel," Li Qingfeng said unhappily.

Li Qingfeng was very angry with Kudo Keiko yesterday. Before the one-year period was over, he didn't want to see her again.

Although she didn't know why Qingfeng Li was in such a bad mood, she didn't dare to ask and nodded repeatedly to indicate that she would arrange it immediately.

We got in the car arranged by the company and headed straight to the Japanese branch of Lemon Company located in the Mitsui Building in Shinjuku.

At this time, Zhan Peizhong, who was in the conference room of Mitsui Building, pulled over several people who were responsible for investment in Japan and proposed that when Li Qingfeng came, he would report Fang Wanzhen's dirty tricks and drive Fang Wanzhen back to Hong Kong.

Zhuo Haiping is from the investment department of Lemon Company. Although he became independent early on, he is still Fang Wanzhen's subordinate in name.

Hearing that Zhan Peizhong was going to sue Fang Wanzhen, Zhuo Haiping hesitated, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and began to persuade: "Boss Zhan, why don't you just forget it? It's just a quarrel. There's no need for a man to get angry with a woman."

"Yes, I heard that Chairman Li trusts President Fang so much and uses him like his right-hand man. We can't sue him, so let's just forget it. A man should be magnanimous." Ying Mingquan, the trader invited from the United States, obviously did not want to offend Fang Wanzhen.

"How can that be possible? I have a feud with that bitch Fang Wanzhen."

Hearing his two partners urging him to be magnanimous, Zhan Peizhong slammed the table, stood up, and walked around the office, cursing and asking the two to judge:

"When the meeting was held, you two were also present. Fang Wanzhen actually said in front of all the Japanese senior executives that I was just a junk collector and second-hand seller in Hong Kong."

"Tell me, I am a well-known person, and I was scolded in public. If I swallow this anger, how can I face people in the future?"

The two looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.

I have to say that Fang Wanzhen's description is very vivid. What Zhan Peizhong did in Hong Kong was to buy some junk stocks, package them, hype them up, and then sell them for profit. The principle is indeed very similar to that of collecting junk.

Faced with the angry Zhan Peizhong, the two did not say anything to agree. After all, Fang Wanzhen did not scold them in public.

Zhan Peizhong cursed for a long time in the conference room, but when he saw that the two men didn't say anything, he sat down on the sofa angrily and stared at them.

The two of them didn't care and were chatting and laughing while waiting for the boss to come.

Li Qingfeng and Fang Wanzhen came to the meeting room of the Lemon Company branch. When the three people in the meeting room saw Li Qingfeng coming in, they quickly stood up from the sofa and greeted Li Qingfeng.

After the three of them exchanged a few pleasantries, Zhan Peizhong immediately stood up and wanted to complain to Li Qingfeng as he had just said, and send Fang Wanzhen back to Hong Kong.

"Old Zhan, I know you have something to say to me now, but don't say it yet, listen to me first." Before Zhan Peizhong could speak, Li Qingfeng waved his hand to interrupt him.

Since the big boss said so, Zhan Peizhong didn't know what to say. He forced a smile, nodded, and sat back on the sofa.

When the others heard what Qingfeng Li had to say, they immediately sat up straight, waiting for Qingfeng Li to speak.

Li Qingfeng didn't waste any words. He looked directly at the three of them and asked, "How much did the company sell its assets on the Japanese stock market?"

"Eighty percent, and the remaining 20 percent is planned to be sold out within a week," Zhuo Haiping replied without thinking.

"Sell 20 percent of your stock in two days, and then"

Having said this, Qingfeng Li paused for a moment, and after scanning everyone's expressions, he said viciously: "Short Japan" (End of this chapter)