"Don't think too much, I'm just saying hello, like you guys in the United States..."

Han Xuan was very thick-skinned. He got used to being kissed since he was a child. Nothing happened. But Xiao Si blushed and hurriedly explained.

The other side of the mountain lake is Mount Fuji in the distance.

I didn’t have the idea of ​​climbing the mountain. Except for Mount Fuji, the other scenery here is quite impressive, and it will be dark when I climb up.

"Um."

He reached out to put his arm around Xiao Si's head and kissed her in the face. Han Xuan was not the one who would suffer a loss. He smiled and said, "I'm also saying hello. This is our Montana etiquette.

Wait, there is another time.”

“Haha, don’t lie to me!

I have been to the United States several times and visited my grandpa and grandma. How can there be such etiquette in the United States?

They are in Iowa, not far from Montana.”

“Hey? Is that right?

I will leave your phone number for you. When the time comes, I will come to the United States and find me to play with it."

Han Xuan walked to a souvenir shop and picked up a few postcards with Mount Fuji and the temple.

I asked my boss to write it, and on one of them, I wrote down my mobile phone number and the address of the Snow Mountain Ranch, turned around and handed it to Xiao Si, "This is it."

"oh.

I will collect it, Han Xuanjiang..."

Jason squeezed his eyes at Han Xuan and said, "The boss called you and asked you to go back and prepare for the dinner. I think you need a female companion."

It's just a mess of red lines.

Xiao Si shook his hand and said in English: "I can't go. Today is my mother's birthday. I'm going to go home early."

"Okay, I've finished watching, let's go back."

Get in again and return to Tokyo.

After approaching the city, the driver who had been silent all the time heard Han Xuan say to send the girl home first and asked, "Miss Nishinoshi, where is your home?"

“Near Tokyo Bay.”

“……Tokyo Bay is so big, is there any specific location?”

“I’ll get to Dream Island Park and Kiba Park. I’ll get to know you when I arrive.

Otherwise, I will put me near the Shinjuku line and I can get it back.”

"I probably know where it is, Jiangdong District?"

"It seems to be this name..."

Han Xuan Shenqi looked at Xiao Si and the driver asking questions and answers, but someone didn't know where their home was.

The convoy drove to the east of Tokyo. After walking a lot of wrong paths, he finally found Xiaosi's home before dark.

She lives in Hachime, Oshima, Jiangdong District, and has a good environment and a middle-class family.

The car drove in the alley and felt like he was going to Nohara Shinnosuke's house. There were small villas on both sides, but no garden.

"Just stop here, it's hard to explain when my mother saw it." Xiao Si found that the scene was familiar and turned his head to Han Xuan and said.

"Okay, then I won't give it to you, bye."

“By bye, I had a great day.

I hope I can see you again, Han Xuanjiang..."

“There will be a chance”

The driver looked at the street number of the roadside door sign, silently recorded the girl, started the car, and drove to the Hilton Hotel in Tokyo Bay not far away.

Back to the hotel's top floor suite.

My grandfather seemed to have just returned and was sleepy.

I didn't notice it when I was playing outside, and now I was sore all over. Han Xuan was lying on the sofa and asked his grandfather: "Where have you been in the afternoon?"

"I went to Sensoji Temple to visit. I bought a villa there before. I haven't lived in it for many years. I almost found it. What about you? I bought a shop?"

"Well, I went to Mount Fuji to take a look."

"Your grandpa called just now. He and Mr. Sakamoto Kazuhiko have arrived. Wait for you to change your clothes, let's go downstairs."

“Go downstairs?”

"Well, the dinner is held in Hilton's living room..."

After sorting out the black bow tie in front of the mirror, Han Xuan took two Walliss Simpson in 1935 and gave the cufflinks to King Edward VIII, namely the diamond-set e and w.

This pair of cufflinks witnessed a story of loving the country but not the beauty. His grandmother spent 400,000 US dollars to buy it at an auction in 1987.

This time I gave it to Han Xuan to match it with formal wear. Men not only need good watches and belts, but also need good cufflinks.

When I went out, under the guidance of the male waiter, I entered the special elevator and went downstairs to the 7th floor living room.

Compared with the guests full of bloated suits, the grandfather and grandson in pure black suits are particularly good.

There were many people in the hall, and there were guests coming in one after another. At first glance, there were less than 300 people. Fortunately, the space was large and it was not crowded. It felt very lively. It was estimated that most of the top celebrities in Tokyo were here today.

Women wear backless or shoulder-shoulder evening gowns. To be honest, in Han Xuan's opinion, these clothes designed for Western figures are not suitable for short Japanese people. It takes great courage to expose their shortcomings.

There are also some beautiful Japanese women among them, wandering among the crowd, livening the atmosphere.

Such a woman is like Mount Fuji. You can see her, but you can't move her away. She is commonly known as socialites in the industry.

There is also a very familiar tall woman among them. I remember seeing it in an AV love action movie on a college roommate's computer in his previous life. It seems to be called **********. Han Xuan doesn't understand these things very well and can't remember them clearly.

The people present talked to each other and formed small groups, which probably had something to do with their personalities and the atmosphere was not very warm.

The arrival of the old man provided them with a communication platform. Many people knew that their status was not enough. When they saw him coming, they raised their glasses and nodded to say hello, and did not come forward to disturb him.

Han Xuan was talking to Mr. Coaster of the US Embassy in Japan. When he found his grandfather was coming, he smiled and said, "Are you drunk?"

"How is it possible at the beginning? My alcohol tolerance is not that bad."

When he spoke, he exchanged the wine glass in his hand and the one from Han Xuan. Han Xuan put it beside him and tasted it. The sweet grape juice was in color, and there was no difference between the red wine.

It is said that there is a kind of white wine that can smell the smell of wine, but it is actually water, which is really a must-have thing for parties.

"Hello, Mr. Han, I am Scott." The ambassador to Japan extended his hand and introduced himself.

"I remember you, I saw you once in the White House, for several years, right?"

"Yes, it was during President Bush's reign, and I was the secretary of him at that time."

The old man and Scott were having a smile and talking.

On the other hand, Mitsui Temple brought his granddaughter.

A teenage girl with a stinky face, with a figure that looked like a gourd, was pulled by the old man and walked over with dissatisfaction.

She was stunned when she saw Han Xuan, then looked at him again, grinned and said, "I am Erika Mitsui, please take care of me."

Han Xuan has never liked to judge people by his appearance, but this person is too miserable compared to Nishinoshi.

Not to mention the fat face full of greasy face, just that arrogant look is unhappy.

I hope the old man from Mitsuiji is not planning to arrange a blind date, but looking at his smiling expression, it looks like it no matter how you look.

Out of courtesy, Han Xuan answered her: "Hello."

After chatting with Mitsui Temple for a few words, I glanced at Joseph here, and was about to celebrate his promotion, but I didn't expect Mitsui Erika followed me.

He rolled his eyes secretly, walked through the crowd and walked towards the balcony, and threw her.

After raising my head and drinking the grape juice, I planned to hand the cup to a maid. My arm was suddenly hit and the cup fell and broke all over the floor.

The older woman said she was sorry and ran out in a crying voice.

Han Xuan looked at the balcony, Sakamoto and Yoshi were there, thinking that this old man is so old, and he is still playing with empathy and love? Break up?

He asked him curiously: "What's wrong? Mr. Sakamoto?"

"That is the wife of the head of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Her husband just got into a car accident on the way here" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!