Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 591 - 204: Experiencing a Little Day Bubble Bath, Sun Dasheng Brings Glory to the Nation!
"Massive Respect!" Okamoto Renjin got up and bowed ninety degrees, his head deeply lowered as if waiting for orders.
This left Sun Dasheng quite confused.
What’s the matter, little buddy?
Standing behind him, Ozawa Masami explained softly:
"Vice President Okamoto is saying that the task you assigned him hasn’t been completed."
Ah, so that’s it.
Sun Dasheng nodded to himself.
This was not unexpected for him.
Even if Nissan and Mazda are not doing as well now, they were once the pride of Little Day, and these companies are still the exclusive preserve of the Little Day chaebol; they’re not something you can buy just because you have money.
"Vice President Okamoto, please rise, I have no intention of blaming you."
"Yes, thank you for your magnanimity, President." Okamoto Renjin bowed again before sitting back down.
Little Day has this shortcoming, strict hierarchical status.
It’s literally like a feudal society.
Oops...
Why am I making fun?
To me, it seems just right, doesn’t it?
It’s like a new youth educated in the new era traveling back to the feudal times, opening their eyes and ambitiously wanting to overthrow the oppression on the people.
Only to find themselves sleeping in the dragon bed?
Ahem...
Then let’s forget it.
Personal ability is limited, if you can’t resist, you can only join.
That’s exactly how Sun Dasheng is right now.
A simple introductory meeting was completed.
Sun Dasheng asked Little Day’s guide Ozawa Masami to stroll around the renowned — Shinjuku Kabukicho.
Once you’ve gone abroad, you have to ’show off your country’s power’ at least once.
The timing was just right, it was evening.
Shinjuku Kabukicho’s first impression on him: chaos.
Everywhere there were chaotic and rule-flouting JK girls handing out flyers.
Sun Dasheng made some severe criticisms of this phenomenon.
Following him, Ozawa Masami kept smiling and nodding outwardly to humbly accept the foreign guest’s criticism, but inside she was ranting: I told you this was not a nice place, but you insisted on learning about different cultures.
Besides the dazzling girls soliciting guests, both sides of this street were lined with countless themed shops, where clusters of two or three would cast seductive glances at the tourists on the street: Come on, come on, sir, come in and have fun.
Truth be told, this atmosphere is hard to find anywhere else.
But for Sun Dasheng, it’s not unfamiliar.
After all, he was already exposed in those teacher films, considered a member of the ’eyes open looking at the world’, not blindly oblivious to this place.
"Miyabi, is your country’s job market really tough recently?" Sun Dasheng rarely asked a serious question.
Ozawa Masami quickly replied: "Mr. Sun, how do you know?"
This honorific was requested by Sun Dasheng, asking her not to address him as President in public, just call him Mr. Sun.
Sun Dasheng gestured with his mouth: "There are so many moms with kids here."
Ozawa Masami’s face showed an embarrassed expression.
It’s really just as Mr. Sun says.
She had never been here before, mainly because the reputation within her circle was notoriously bad, pretty much places where husbands or boyfriends went out to seek pleasure; there’s no way it has a good impression.
But she suddenly discovered that this place wasn’t entirely worthless.
At least from here, one can get a glimpse of the domestic economy and employment situation.
It’s Mr. Sun’s first time in our country, and he’s sharp-eyed and astute, really impressive. No wonder he’s the manager of such a large multinational company.
In Ozawa Masami’s heart, Sun Dasheng’s image was instantly elevated by several meters.
Thus she spoke with more respect: "Indeed Mr. Sun, you didn’t mention it, and I didn’t notice; so many moms with kids here trying to make a living, perhaps we really have serious problems in our country."
Seeing the national concern on Ozawa Masami’s face, Sun Dasheng laughed and held her hand: "Alright, it’s up to the authorities in your country to consider these issues; it’s not up to a small commoner like you to worry. But even though we are small commoners, we can do something to help them."
Initially resisting her hand being held by the other party, Ozawa Masami heard what was said and became captivated, curiously asking: "How can we help them?"
Sun Dasheng led Ozawa Masami to the entrance of a large bubble bath shop: "Actions speak louder than words, of course, it’s by taking practical action to help them."
Bubble baths, a specialty of Little Day.
Also a setting in educational films.
Some proud neighbor’s wife was found part-timing in the bubble shop: You wouldn’t want your husband to know you work here, right?
Ahem... not too familiar, seen a couple occasionally.
"Welcome!"
Of course, the welcome was in Japanese.
However, Sun Dasheng was familiar with daily conversational Japanese.
This is thanks to the system reinforcement.
Before preparing to come, he did a crash course, his level, so-so, but daily conversation was no problem.
This is a high-end bubble bath shop.
Of course, this description was according to the welcome lady.
But looking at the decor inside, Sun Dasheng also knew the expenses here wouldn’t be cheap.
"Did the guest have a pre-booked technician?"
The question caught Sun Dasheng off guard.
"Do you need a reservation here?"
"Yes, you do."
This... was awkward.
He didn’t know either.
Seeing the guest’s embarrassment and noticing the outstanding secretary beside him, the welcoming lady knew this guest had an unusual status, so for such quality customers, the shop naturally had flexible boundaries.
The astute welcoming lady quickly smiled and said: "No problem, sir, we happen to have a few technicians available right now; you can choose from them."
