Not long after, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom, followed by the roar of the hair dryer.

Hearing the sound of the hair dryer, Jiang Chen's mouth curled up a playful smile. But he was still curious about when she was wet.

Did it start from the moment she entered the door, or the moment she struggled to hold her phone in her heart?

Perhaps only she herself knows the answer.

But Jiang Chen believed that he would hear her say it in person one day.

As for now, of course he won't do anything to her.

There is also a state banquet in the evening, and Jiang Chen doesn't want to make himself smell like perfume to attend the banquet. Since it's training, I don't rush to do this for a while. Anyway, he will stay in Tokyo for a while, so it's better to think it's a show of this trip to Tokyo.

It is also an interesting thing to admire the righteous pretty face gradually become confused in the contradiction between resistance and pleasure. It begins to doubt everything that he has always insisted on, and finally completely fall into chaos in front of him.

After all, if it is just to vent, desire, or desire, it would be too bad for his current status. He believed that as long as he hooked his fingers, those who wanted to recommend the pillow mat would be afraid that they could line up from Koro Island to Starring City. It is rare to see the best-quality ones like Miss Shangshan who can last for such a long time.

Although it's just his bad taste...

After coming out of the bathroom, Shang Shankui's chest was fluctuating violently, her face was covered with red clouds of shame and anger, and a hint of confusion. The shame and anger were because of Jiang Chen's frivolity, and confusion was the thing she had always believed in.

She thought she was forced and she was resisting this "demon".

However, the body's reaction completely denied this.

She didn't know how to face Jiang Chen, or even how to face such an herself...

"I will go to the Shin Otani Hotel tonight, and you can arrange this time by yourself. Chika will come here later. You can go back and get some clothes to change. After all, you are the tour guide sent to me by Japan, so of course you have to live here during this period."

After saying this, Jiang Chen glanced at the door of the bathroom with a blushing face. He deliberately did not look at her expression, but just smiled and pointed to the sofa next to him, "What are you doing standing there? Are you afraid of me? Or are you expecting what I do to you?"

Just as she washed and dried the shirt, Jiang Chen not only called Chiaki, a little maid who was studying in Tokyo, but also received an email from Nayev. It can be seen that Mr. Wang and Mr. Chu were very concerned about his father's birthday gift. In less than two hours, he had already sent the order in a hurry.

Ignoring the lady in the shirt sitting far away from him, Jiang Chen sent the attachment in the email to Yang Guanglei's work email address. After noting in the email that the two orders were processed first, Jiang Chen called Nayev and asked him to send a pilot to Anga Island to report on the aerospace training training as soon as possible.

Unlike traditional aircraft, the aerospace g100 that can travel back and forth in synchronous orbit can obviously be classified as a space shuttle, and the pilot naturally must have the identity of astronauts. Even veteran pilots with experience in multiple types of aircraft must go back to the aerospace training center for further study.

Considering that Saudi Arabia is an important part of the Middle East strategy of Star Ring Trade, Jiang Chen made a personal favor here and waived his pilot training costs and the cost of supporting maintenance equipment. If all of these are considered money, it would be at least half the price of Gulfstream.

Jiang Chen sat there editing emails, Shang Shankui sat in the corner of the sofa, lowering her head and saying nothing. The quiet atmosphere lasted for a long time in the room until someone knocked on the door and reminded Jiang Chen that he was almost ready to set off.

...

The dinner was held at the Shin-Otani Hotel in Tokyo.

There were only five minutes left before the dinner at 6 o'clock. Five black cars stopped at the door of the Xinotani Hotel. After the vehicle stopped, a bodyguard stepped forward and opened the door for Jiang Chen and stood respectfully aside.

The exterior Minister Kishida who was walking towards him was like when he was at the airport. He stretched out his right hand from a distance. Following him were some politicians and elites from various industries who Jiang Chen could not name and were not interested in getting to know.

After some polite greetings, Kishida Fumizuki made a call at the door of the Xinotani Hotel, and enthusiastically invited Jiang Chen into the hotel.

As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you will either be traitor or steal.

Of course, Jiang Chen didn't think that Mr. Kishida dared to have any bad ideas about him, but seeing his passionate manner, it was hard not to doubt that he had any special intentions.

However, what surprised Jiang Chen was that from getting off the plane to now, this guy has not made any statement except for some compliments and polite words, which is really not like their style.

Maybe they plan to propose it at the banquet?

Jiang Chen was thinking so much in his heart.

The lobby of the banquet is quite wide. If the table is removed, it will not be crowded when the dance party is held.

Almost as soon as Jiang Chen sat down during the meal, the dinner began.

There is a very strange thing in Japan, that is, although Japan has its own food and cultural characteristics, it often uses French cuisine, or at least improved French cuisine in state banquets of diplomatic nature.

To the Japanese people themselves, "The relatively closed Japanese cuisine is like Japanese culture. Once an inherent impression is formed, it is difficult to change, let alone let foreigners accept it. Furthermore, for the sake of the safety of diners, gambling is generally not used in diplomatic occasions."

In short, I was worried that foreign guests would have diarrhea after eating sashimi.

As the dining car passed one after another, the dishes on the dining table gradually became dazzling.

Sitting in the table, not touching the tableware yet, Jiang Chen unexpectedly saw two acquaintances.

One is Mitsui Hirotoshi Mitsui, the head of the Mitsui Consortium, and the eldest son of Sumitomo Kenichi.

The previous one didn't say much. When the TT virus crisis broke out in Tokyo and Tanaka was solved by Jiang Chen, Hiroto Mitsui timely took himself and his family out of the identity of the black ship's behind the scenes, and exchanged a list for Jiang Chen's promise not to pursue it.

The two of them never had any intersection afterwards. At this moment, Mitsui Hongyuan just smiled at Jiang Chen and did not express any more.

In contrast, Sumitomo Kenichi is much more enthusiastic.

As the representative of the power cooperation with Star Ring Trade, he has now become the most famous rookie among the younger generation of Sumitomo Consortium. After signing a submarine transmission cable contract with Star Ring Trade, Sumitomo Consortium is in a prosperous state in Japan. Originally, they were strong, the actual controllers of the third largest power company in Japan, and now they monopolize most of the energy market of Japan with ultra-low cost electricity prices.

If nothing unexpected happens, the candidate for the next head of the family should be his will not be able to escape.
Chapter completed!