Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 592 - 204: Experiencing Little Day’s Bubble Bath—Sun Dasheng Wins Glory for the Nation! (Part 2)

Chapter 592: Chapter 204: Experiencing Little Day’s Bubble Bath—Sun Dasheng Wins Glory for the Nation! (Part 2)

He pulled out the store’s menu.

Ahem... My mistake, it’s the list of technicians. On it, he pointed out several technicians who were not on duty.

Indeed, as expected of a high-class establishment, the quality of the technicians in the store was quite impressive.

Their looks were top-notch.

What surprised him even more was that he saw a teacher from an educational film.

Is there actually a teacher here working part time?

Unbelievable.

Could it be that the payment from filming was too little?

He looked at the welcoming young lady with incredulous eyes, pointing at the teacher and asked, "Is she also your store’s employee?"

The welcoming young lady smiled sweetly, bowed, and said, "Yes, sir, do you fancy her?"

"If possible, then her, please. Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble at all, sir. I’ll arrange it for you right away." Saying that, she backed out while bowing.

The waiting room was divided into many semi-open small booths, where there were food and drinks, providing a pleasant atmosphere.

Could it be to make the customers willing to wait a little longer?

To improve table turnover rate, they really go to great lengths.

"Mr. Sun, someone like you should not be here." After the welcoming young lady left, Ozawa Masami looked worriedly at Sun Dasheng.

"Is there something inappropriate about this place?" Sun Dasheng asked, "Isn’t this a legitimate business sanctioned by your government?"

Ozawa Masami hesitated to speak.

It’s legitimate, indeed.

But...

She didn’t know how to express it because she felt a bit ashamed.

Should she tell him this is a shameful sex industry that’s been sanctioned by their government?

"Mr. Sun, someone like you shouldn’t be here."

She didn’t know how to respond and could only repeat her previous words.

Sun Dasheng smacked his lips, understanding what she was trying to say.

But he wouldn’t let her have her way, instead pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Isn’t this just a place for massages and relaxation? What’s wrong with that?"

"We could try it together."

"No way!" This time, Ozawa Masami reacted strongly, crossing her arms over her chest in a protective gesture.

It seemed she really had a negative view of this place.

At the booth door, the welcoming young lady was already calling him: "Sir, we are all ready, please come with me."

"Alright, then you just wait here, I’ll be back soon."

....

The most luxurious booth in the store.

Of course, that’s what they say, but according to Sun Dasheng’s inquiry, the decor of the major booths in the store was almost all the same level, and all the technicians in the store, whether they were top-rated or just sitting on the sidelines watching the water dispenser, cost the same.

No wonder reservations were needed in advance.

It was only then that Sun Dasheng understood the scheme here.

Turns out that if you don’t reserve in advance, you won’t get to experience the best.

Not that the others were just misshaped and ugly, but there was still a bit of a gap compared to the top-rated ones.

But, Sun Dasheng was lucky, as the top-rated Hebei Scahana was available.

Seeing her, Sun Dasheng immediately felt wide awake.

This woman was a very famous figure at home.

Perhaps more people knew about her than those new-generation actresses at home?

Millions of fans, possibly tens of millions of lascivious fans cough... He was just speculating.

This time, testing the waters on behalf of those at home who favored this type of entertainment was voluntary work. No need to thank him.

"Amazing!"

Hebei Scahana’s skills were unquestionable, but her vocabulary was a bit monotonous, constantly repeating the same phrase.

It made Sun Dasheng somewhat tired of it.

Your skill is there, but you need to work on your lines a bit more.

For the customer’s advice, Hebei Scahana no longer had the strength to respond, she could only stare at him with eyes full of grievances.

Where did this monstrosity come from?

More ferocious than those male actors she had worked with, stronger than the hosts in the clubs.

Honestly, if it weren’t for being so exhausted by him, just based on his face and physical prowess, she would have wanted to pay him instead.

"This is a little tip for you, no need to thank me." Sun Dasheng smacked a thick stack of cash on her and Lei.

The joyful teacher instantly came back to life, even wanting to fight another eight hundred rounds to repay the guest’s generous kindness.

One has to know, in Little Day, they don’t follow their beautiful dad in tipping, customers here don’t need to tip.

Unexpectedly, this customer was so generous, the tip even exceeded her appearance fee.

For such a quality customer, why wait? Grab on tightly.

However, when she looked up again, the guest was nowhere to be seen in the room.

After hurriedly getting dressed and rushing to the lobby, the receptionist told her that the customer had already left.

Hebei Scahana looked at the constantly flowing street, her gaze clearly dimming.

She knew that although the teacher had a buff enhancement to make her business better, there was also a clear debuff, which was that guests would never take it seriously, it was all just for fun.

She thought correctly.

Patriotic Sun Dasheng left without a second thought.

No attachment at all.

This place was just for a bit of adventure and trying something new.

Did they really think he would fall in love here?

What a thought.

"Miyabi, your Japanese-style massage does have its merits." Sun Dasheng smacked his lips, reminiscing.

Ozawa Masami looked at him with disbelief: You spent three hours in the store on a massage, why don’t I believe that?

"What? I just got a massage, got my muscles and bones relaxed. What else do you think I did in there?" Sun Dasheng pretended to be angry.

"Sorry!" Ozawa Masami immediately bowed and apologized instinctively.

Contradicting a superior in the workplace was a very serious matter.

Why are there so many stories about superiors seducing subordinates in Little Day’s educational films? Of course, it’s because superiors wield too much authority over subordinates.

Otherwise, how could a single phrase: ’You wouldn’t want your husband to lose his job, would you?’ carry so much weight?

In a word, in Little Day’s workplace, a superior’s words could decide a subordinate’s career.

And in Little Day, once unemployed, that was quite a serious situation.

Unlike at home, where if this place doesn’t hire you, somewhere else will.

Here, if you were fired by a company, finding another job would be extremely difficult.

Exiting Kabukicho, right next door was a food street.

Having exerted quite a bit, it was just right to replenish some energy.

But he wasn’t used to Little Day’s cuisine, so he turned and asked, "Is there any Chinese food here?"

"Yes, please follow me, I happen to know a hotpot place."

Hotpot, it’ll do.

"Lead the way."

Seeing the busy hotpot place, Sun Dasheng was a bit surprised, but hearing the cacophony of dialects inside, he understood, there were quite a few Chinese and working Chinese nationals here.

But there were quite a few locals as well.

It seems the hotpot business was thriving for a reason.

As it could adapt to most local tastes.

When friends from various regions didn’t know what to eat, going for hotpot might be the greatest common divisor, something most people could agree on.

As expected, the hotpot base in Little Day also had a modified flavor.

Compared to home, it wasn’t as spicy, with a hint of savory soy sauce?

Alright, Little Day indeed loved soy sauce.

Their famous dish miso soup was just like that: fermented soybeans + soy sauce.

After the meal.

Walking out.

They happened to witness a real-life brawl in Kabukicho next door.

Sun Dasheng’s inner Chinese love for watching the commotion was activated, standing there clicking his tongue in wonder, thoroughly entertained.

Beside him, Ozawa Masami nervously held onto his arm: "Mr. Sun, these Yakuza are very dangerous, we should keep our distance."

"Why are they fighting?" Sun Dasheng was unmoved.

This small scene was just a drizzle to him.

"The establishments here in Kabukicho are mostly controlled by Yakuza organizations, so this is the most chaotic area in Tokyo, constantly hitting the news with violent Yakuza incidents."

"Oh, got it, turf war!" Sun Dasheng summed it up in one sentence.

Because of the Yakuza fight, everyone else tactically distanced themselves.

Now, only Sun Dasheng and his companion were left watching in a conspicuous manner on the street.

Suddenly, a fugitive emerged from the chaotic crowd, while others with knives and sticks pursued him.

The one being chased seemed to be a sultry lady?

In her panic, she saw Sun Dasheng and his companion and her eyes lit up, quickly running over while crying out for help: "Help! Call the police for me!"