Tokyo female publicist

Chapter 41. Blank past

It used to be a giant baby in the palm of the parents. Every day when I come home, my mother will make delicious food. The taste is comparable to the chef's meal. I will serve two or three times a week. Come together and have a spicy hot pot......

Since coming to Tokyo, I have been afraid to eat any big dishes due to the economic situation, and my cooking skills are indeed only at the level of ordinary people, so the level of sophistication of Sayuri's food has plummeted, and the level is even comparable to her appearance. comparable level.

Therefore, at the moment when Miki was still visiting relatives, when she met Qianxiang Xiaolushan, a rich woman who was likely to develop a long-term friendship with her, Sayuri immediately had a lot of invitations to high-end western food, top-quality Wagyu or kaiseki in her mind. Cuisine, all kinds of fantasies of high-end Japanese food.

However, fantasy is always beautiful, but reality is always skinny. Looking at Xiaolu Shanqianxiang, who was still wet from crying just now, cute like a deer, with expectant eyes, Sayuri's voice unconsciously became a little weak, It's not like persuasion, it's just a self-knowingly useless struggle.

"Do you really want to eat at my house?"

"Yes, please let me eat here."

"The food I cook is very homely, and the taste is very ordinary."

"I just want to eat the ordinary."

The world is uneven.

Sayuri sighed again in her heart.

Countless people are desperate to make money and want to join the upper class, but the young lady who is really in that position only wants to feel ordinary.

Wanting to try something that she has never experienced before, Chika Fakayama is extremely curious about bagged potato chips, no matter how much she wants to eat high-end cuisine, Sayuri can't say no to it.

"After that, Miss Xiaolushan will take me to eat the meals you usually eat."

For such a simple request, Xiaolushan nodded easily and agreed, after that, it was time for cooking.

In the past two days, the schedule is relatively tight and there is no time to go to the supermarket. After recalling the remaining ingredients at home, Sayuri thinks that the one she can get is the fried noodles.

It can guarantee the taste and is ordinary enough, and a cucumber as a side dish is also considered a nutritious combination of meat and vegetables, which perfectly meets all the needs of Xiaolushan Qianxiang.

Just do what you say, after washing your hands, Sayuri entered the kitchen, and Xiaolushan Qianxiang followed in step by step.

"This way the noodles are not evenly kneaded, so you have to use more force to push the two sides back and compact, and then continue kneading, so that the final noodles will be more chewy."

"Miss Fukada, you hit me."

The eldest lady's curiosity is strange and exuberant, she not only wants to eat but also wants to try to make it, she even has to get involved in making noodles, seeing her uneven force and clumsy appearance, Sayuri just went behind her and circled her , holding her palm and teaching her, but in such an overly intimate posture, it seems that there is more than dough, and even Sayuri's big white rabbit attached to her back is gently changing its shape.

A little red on the face, Qianxiang Xiaolushan reminded.

"cough."

With a light cough, fearing that the noodles would be soft and lose their taste, Sayuri simply deprived Xiaolushan Qianxiang of the right to use the kitchen. Bow down and apologize politely.

"Sorry, this is the first time I have come into contact with the kitchen."

It was the first time again. Hearing these words, Sayuri's sense of disobedience deepened.

Xiaolu Shanqianxiang in front of her is clearly such a young lady who is full of curiosity about unknown things, and she also has a certain degree of mobility. In the previous ten years of her life, she didn't even have this curiosity of her own. Have you ever tried to be satisfied?

Even if the family is strictly guarded, they should be able to find a chance, not to mention that now she is even allowed to be a guest in a stranger's house, and she doesn't look like she is being restrained from her personal freedom at all.

There are so many strange things in rich and noble families, thinking about it in her heart, Sayuri frowned involuntarily.

Rolling noodles, chopping meat, frying sauce, making a meal of pasta for half an hour, not too long but not too short, Sayuri finally brought the bowls and chopsticks to the dining table, along with the cold cucumber dish.

"I'm starting." ×2

She couldn't say anything, because the lady sitting opposite was a lady who strictly abides by etiquette, so Sayuri didn't choose to chat.

She ate quickly, and swallowed all the noodles in a muddleheaded way, while Xiaolu Shanqianxiang ate carefully, holding three or five noodles with one chopstick, holding them with her hands to prevent the sauce from flying out slowly, and chewing every time she took her mouth A fixed number of times and then eating, so elegant that it doesn't seem like eating, but some kind of solemn ceremony.

Beautiful and delicious, after eating noodles and drinking noodle soup, the original soup turned into raw food, Sayuri put her hands on the table and propped her head on the table to watch Xiaolushan Qianxiang eat.

Suddenly I understood Pu Songmingcai's mental activity when he watched her eat.

"Have you enjoyed your meal?"

After finishing the meal, she put away the dishes and then sat back on the sofa, sitting next to Xiaolushan, Sayuri asked.

Rengui has self-knowledge, knowing that the taste of her food must be far inferior to the chefs in high-end restaurants, so she won't humiliate herself and ask if it's delicious?She only asked Xiaolu Shanqian if she was happy.

"I'm so happy! This is my first time eating at a friend's house."

Avoiding talking about the taste, Xiao Lushan Qianxiang only talked about her feelings in her heart, her pretty face was filled with sincere joy, and her smile was so bright that even Sayuri's heart trembled.

It seems quite worthwhile to sacrifice a high-end meal in exchange for this smiling face.

After a little hesitation, and also showing a bright smile, Sayuri finally asked out the doubts in her heart.

"What's the first time, Xiaolushan, you are so cute, and you go to school in Futaba, shouldn't you have many young lady friends? Haven't you been to their house once?"

"Well, it still hasn't."

The strange answer made Sayuri's eyes widen in astonishment, and her words were filled with disbelief.

"Is your family's tutoring so strict?"

"Not really."

Smiling, Xiaolushan tied his braids together, and narrated his past.

"It's all because of my body. In fact, I was still in a vegetative state in a hospital bed nine months ago."

"..."

Vegetative, just a few words are enough for Sayuri to completely dissolve the sense of disobedience and awkwardness in her heart before, and even more unconsciously add a little love to Xiaolushan Qianxiang's eyes.

"According to my mother, when I was six years old, I fell from a tree and hit my head. After that, I lay in a hospital bed for ten years. I didn't wake up miraculously until nine months ago. After that, I went through a period in a nursing home. After the recovery of time, I returned to the level where I can take care of myself before I entered Futaba Academy to go to school.

Life in the school is very happy, I can meet all kinds of beautiful, elegant, and excellent classmates, and I have made many friends who are taken care of by them, but in fact, this is the first time I have been a guest at someone’s home, to be honest , Last night I was so excited that I didn't sleep well, I was thinking about all kinds of things all night. "

Plan B, abruptly, Sayuri thought of what Xiaolu Shanqianxiang said to the bodyguard before, and then understood that she was probably thinking about these things when she was awake last night, thinking about what size cat climbing frame to bring to her , and how many daily necessities for cats are suitable for the size of her house, which can make the future feel comfortable without crowding out the living space of her owner.

The downside of getting along with cute people is this, you will always feel that they are getting cuter and then keep falling and wanting to be better with them.

The girl lost too much time on the sickbed, so far she has only observed the world with curious eyes, appreciating the world as a "young child". After understanding these things, she looked at Qianxiang Xiaolushan, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in Sayuri's heart. satisfaction.

Satisfied to be her friend.

"Speaking of which, Miss Sayuri is still my first 'normal' friend."

Stretching out her hand to Sayuri, Chika Xiaolushan tilted her head and smiled playfully.

Shaking hands with him, Sayuri expressed her "dissatisfaction" with a smile.

"Friends are enough, don't stress about my 'ordinary'."

"Then Miss Sayuri is my first few friends."

"Ah, let's emphasize it."

Not just a friend, but also an observed person, a sample of ordinary people's common sense learning by Xiao Lushan Qianxiang, who has an accurate positioning of her own existence in her heart, what kind of words Sayuri wants to have to describe the current situation.

Soon, she got the answer——

A wonderful friendship begins.

Chapter 42. Searching for Prey in the Night

"Beauty! Alone? Do you want to come in and sit down, we have many handsome guys to chat with you~"

A man with yellow hair, wearing a black jacket and showing his bronze muscular arms, with a good image, his appearance is at least above the average level, winking and flirting with the slightly fat middle-aged woman who passed by him.

"Uncle, you look very tired. Would you like to go to the hotel to relax? Just the two of us."

The obese street girl with extremely heavy makeup painted on her face grabbed the scruffy office worker with slender eyebrows and mouse eyes.

Sex and desire, voluptuous flesh and absurd spirit, at eight o'clock at night, under the completely dimmed sky, the lights are shining brightly, the shadows are emerging from the water under the bright lights, and the flower of ominous omen is blooming on the surface of the water.

In the special zones where the color industry is legal, nearly ten thousand people are engaged in legal business, and hundreds of thousands of people patronize these legal industries.

The pedestrians on the long street were all in shape, and everything came into view. Sayuri looked at it and was also distressed.

"Yo~ Looking for fun alone? Do you have any companions? Do you want us to play together? Of course, we will pay the bill. A beautiful girl like you just needs to enjoy it. When you come to Shinjuku, you just want to make friends. Gentle people, nothing bad will happen, first time acquaintance, second time acquaintance, why don't we add a line now?"

Although it is the end of March, wearing an evening dress that reveals a lot of skin still feels a bit chilly when walking on the street at night. It must be so beautiful. Sayuri always feels that her calves and arms are being stared at by cold eyes. Watching, fortunately, the pink knitted shawl that Aya Hatatani bought for her was draped over her shoulders, which gave her a sense of security.

And what gave her a more sense of security was something else. She reached into the cloth bag on her shoulder to hold the cylindrical object that had been prepared, and looked up at the handsome guy in Tokyo Ikemen who was in front of her. A group of men and women gathered in the distance, who were waving and whistling with her, Sayuri's words were cold and fluent in the Chinese dialect.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

"Uh, hello, Xiaolongbao, goodbye?"

"Goodbye."

With a smirk on her face, she showed the pool noodle male tricks she had learned all her life and pointed her fingers twice. Sayuri continued to walk forward quickly. It has been a week since she entered the store. She is wearing and practicing every day. Up to now, she has been able to control her feet proficiently. The high heels of just five centimeters can walk quickly.

But the men and women gathered around even faster, obviously unwilling to let her go, this big beauty who was rarely seen even on the streets of Kabukicho where there were many beauties, trying to make a little coercion.

"You are fluent in Chinese. Are you a college student majoring in Chinese? Or an international student from China? I just saw you laughing at what the cowherds said. Obviously you understand it. I am a law student at Meiji University , Which school are you from, don't be so indifferent, we might become good friends if we chat, be bold, you can do it."

"I don't know Japanese."

Surrounded in the middle, Sayuri remained calm, looking not far away from the gap.

Two neon police officers were not far away, smoking beer and smoking, but they just watched all this coldly.

In Neon, the probability of being approached by a young and beautiful woman walking alone on the street is very high, more than 80.00%, while in Shinjuku, especially the streets of Kabukicho, that probability will rise to [-]%, so it is not true for men They will not act until they make a move to intimidate women.

Although nothing will be done to him, but he will definitely be entangled for a long time and can't get away, so let's start with this arrogant man who only has a good face, and thinks that as long as he has a good face, girls will easily succumb to him, making him Things turn into street fights that lead to police involvement?

With a final decision in mind, Sayuri grabbed the anti-wolf spray in her bag, preparing for a surprise attack.

"Hey! Little devils, you are going to die if you gather here, get out of here and go back to your milk!"

Things didn't turn into a bad situation. Before that, there was a muscular man with a cigarette in his mouth and a fleshy face in a cool white vest who stepped forward and scolded. Seeing several more cowherds in black suits approaching, they died down and left in despair.

"Thank you... big brother?"

The words of thanks came out, and she paused for a while, confirming that she really didn't know the arrogant man in front of her, Sayuri called out big brother.

She probably knew that the other party was a gang member who managed the street.

"Top day's newcomer, right? From now on, when you meet a young man who strikes up a conversation with you, you should greet the cowherd on the street, or call twice which store you are from. Don't say anything, don't be embarrassed. ? Go back quickly after picking up the guests."

After spitting at the men and women who left, Uncle Huayi said to Sayuri.

"Okay, I understand, thank you all this time."

After listening to the reprimand, Sayuri hurriedly thanked the gangsters and cowherds who surrounded her.

And seeing her as a newcomer in Kabukicho, the cowherds who came to help also gossip.

"I was busy talking to that fat woman before, but I didn't pay attention to it. Why did the good-looking publicist go to Top Day again? If this is an ordinary store, I can still patronize it. I will give it to you if I don't work tonight." Add some wine money, and fool the reception assessment."

"Then you cut off the job below first, and then go to Thailand for a while, maybe you can become an underground idol when you come back, and you can make money and go to Top Day to play."

"Fuck you, I'll fuck you first today."

The more familiar the men were, the more they talked. After helping Sayuri out of the siege, the cowherds immediately started teasing each other, and Sayuri also laughed along with the laughter.

Sayuri doesn’t know about the other PR shops, but because of the special relationship between her mother Sangshi Zhu Miaozi and the underworld executives, she has special privileges on this street. Take a photo to the underworld to make a familiar face and ensure the safety of walking on the street.

Sayuri thought it would be effective, but she didn't expect the effect to be so good, but as soon as she was entangled, the gangsters who were in charge of patrolling and maintaining order immediately stepped forward to rescue the siege.

After bidding farewell to everyone, she continued to move forward and looked around, she let out a long breath.

It's not that she is relieved not to be entangled, but she doesn't care much about ordinary strike-ups. What worries her has always been the "acceptance assessment" mentioned by the male publicist before.

Because it is a special public relations store that only caters to female customers, and only for special female customers, the spread of reputation can only be spread by word of mouth from customers. Regular customers bring new customers, and new customers who are not acquainted rarely enter the store. So Top day's customer source has always been a problem.

In order to solve this problem, even if the law stipulates that female public relations are not allowed to go to the street to solicit customers, the female public relations who rank in the bottom [-] in the store's turnover must also spare time every month to catch women on the street, and they can find lesbians who are already crooked. You can also choose to use your ability to bend an unsteady straight girl. In short, you must find a new customer every month and make a minimum consumption ([-] yen).

For newcomers who want to be qualified to receive customers, they must pass this "customer reception assessment". Only after they first attract a customer on the street to enter the store for consumption, are they allowed to contact customers in the lobby of the store and start business.

Because of her mother's special care, Sayuri was able to skip the rule that newcomers cannot receive customers within three months, and was allowed to open after the first week of entering the store, but the "reception assessment" could not be skipped anyway. It is also the reason why Sayuri will appear on the street at this moment.

Also, that's why she was bothered.

Although she has confidence in her own charm, it is still difficult for her to bend strangers for no reason, distort their normal sexual orientation and even change their future life. She always feels sorry for them, which is a bit beyond her moral constraints on herself. range.

And things like sexual orientation are not written on the face, how to accurately capture the hidden cherry blossoms from thousands of straight girls, wandering on the street until now, she actually didn't think of a good way, The only way I can think of is to wait passively.

It's a pity that, going back and forth, until now, most of the people who have struck up a conversation with her are men, and the only woman who has struck up a conversation with her is a blond foreign girl. The hotel also tried to stuff a large dollar knife into her chest, and Sayuri could only reluctantly block the hand of others throwing money, crying "Sorry, i can't" to her.

Top day does not accept foreign friends to enter the store, except for Chinese, Cosmos and Southeast Asians who can speak Japanese.

In the absence of Sakura's wife to take the initiative, Sayuri can only take the initiative, but there are so many beautiful women on the street, which one should I choose so that she can cross the moral barrier and bring her into the store with peace of mind?

"No, I'm going home, don't pester me anymore!"

Just at the right time, a timid and weak female voice that she knew was easy to bully entered her ears, and Sayuri raised her eyebrows and twitched the corners of her lips.

Looking in the direction of the voice, the young and beautiful women in OL outfits made her eyes shine, and she couldn't help but whisper happily.