Akai Hisae was subdued instantly, with cold sweat dripping on his face, and shouted: "I know Mr. Furukawa, I know Mr. Furukawa, please don't hurt me!"
Maori Zhenjiu walked over with a cold face and asked: "Who are you?"
"I am the manager of the China Department of Sokia Group. My name is Hisae Akai."
Hisae Akai hurriedly reported his identity.
Sokia Group is a very famous new technology enterprise in the Japanese country. It is one of the Fortune 500 companies in the world and has strong financial resources. It is well-known not only in the Japanese country but also around the world.
As a manager of a multinational subsidiary, Hisae Akai's status is obviously not low.
However, after Maori Zhenjiu heard about this identity, he showed a sarcastic smile and said: "If he were a senior director of Sokia Group, I would really betray him, but you, a middle-level employee, actually said that you
Do you know Mr. Furukawa?
Are you kidding me?"
Akai Hisae explained in a trembling voice: "No, how dare I lie to you? I really know Mr. Furukawa. I even met Mr. Furukawa last year."
However, Maori Mojiu sneered and said no more. He said to the person who was subduing Akai Hisae: "Pull him out and find a place to tidy up. Don't scare the young lady."
After saying that, he turned around and came to Su Xiaomeng, bowed and said, "Miss Su, please get in the car."
Dozens of them all drove in. Not far from the plane, there were more than a dozen black luxury cars from Toyota's high-end brand Lexus parked.
Su Xiaomeng hesitated for a moment and did not rush to get in the car. Instead, she asked: "Mr. Maoli, who is my grandfather?"
Maori Zhenjiu smiled and said: "Furukawa-sama has a very distinguished status, so I dare not make any arbitrary judgment.
It’s better to wait until you meet Mr. Furukawa and let him tell you in person.”
Su Xiaomeng took a deep breath, nodded, first found her suitcase, and then got in the car under Maori Zhenjiu's arrangement.
More than a dozen Lexus vehicles formed a line, exited the airport, and moved forward in the bustling Kyoto.
Su Xiaomeng didn't know what would happen to Akai Shoujiang. She didn't think about it deeply. She looked at the bustling city night view outside the window, lowered her head and found her mobile phone from her bag. After thinking about it, she pressed and held the power button.
key to turn on the phone.
After connecting to the portable roaming WiFi that she had prepared when she was in China, Su Xiaomeng first opened WeChat. When she was about to send a WeChat message to Su Changqing saying that she had arrived safely, she saw the text message flash and received a missed call message.
Seeing that phone number, Su Xiaomeng's eyes lit up in vain.
"Brother Fang called me?"
Su Xiaomeng was startled for a moment and muttered to herself.
After being alone for a while, she sent a message to Su Changqing that she had arrived safely.
Not long after, Su Changqing replied with a voice message: "I hope you're safe. Fang Lin called me before and said he couldn't get through to you. He asked me about your situation and I told him about your trip to Japan.
He said it."
After Su Xiaomeng heard the message, she replied: Oh, I understand.
Su Changqing sent another voice message: "Xiao Meng, this time you went to the Japanese country, and dad didn't stop you.
You are an adult and have the right to choose your own life. No matter what you plan to do next, your father will support you.
But dad knows that you like Fang Lin.
If Fang Lin were an ordinary person, I wouldn't say much.
But you and I both understand that Fang Lin is not an ordinary person, he is too outstanding.
When you go to Japan this time, I hope you can be alone and think about how to deal with this relationship."
After Su Xiaomeng listened, she was silent, replied simply with the word "hmm", and then put her phone into her bag.
The high-rise buildings outside are colorful, and the signboards are all written in Japanese characters and languages.
Being in a foreign country, the novelty makes me feel nostalgic even more fervently.
Not long after, Maori Zhenjiu, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned his head and said respectfully: "Miss Su, we are here."
At this time, the convoy had unknowingly entered a relatively secluded area.
The Japanese nation of Kyoto has a large population and a lot of money, but this place can be said to be a wealthy area in Kyoto, with large mansions and two-story residential buildings adjacent to it.
It has quite a style of the residence of a wealthy Chinese family.
More than a dozen cars drove through the gate of one of the houses one after another. The inside was so empty that even if more than a dozen cars drove in, it didn't seem crowded at all.
Su Xiaomeng looked at all this strangely. After getting out of the car, Maori Zhenjiu helped her lift the suitcase, pointed to a big house in front of her, and said: "Miss, Mr. Furukawa is waiting for you in the house, let's go in."
"Um."
Su Xiaomeng nodded and followed.
Under the house, there is a high foundation platform less than one meter above the ground, paved with solid-colored smooth stone slabs.
Walking up the stairs to the high platform, the door of the house is a push-pull wooden door common in the Japanese country. There is also a string of wind chimes hanging above the door, which makes a rattling sound when the wind blows.
At this time, the door was closed. Maori Zhenjiu stood outside the door, took off his shoes, bent down and knocked on the door, saying: "Sir, my subordinate has brought Miss Su back."
A slightly older and steady voice came from inside the door: "Come in."
Maori Majiu, still hunched over, slowly opened the door, pointed inside and said, "Miss, please come in."
After Su Xiaomeng took a step forward, she realized something was wrong and took off her leather boots. Then she walked in wearing thin black stockings and walking lightly, slightly awkwardly.
Inside the house, there are solid wood floors, simple solid wood furniture, and as far as I can see, there is not a single electronic product.
An old man, about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a wide navy blue kimono, sat cross-legged behind a wooden table, with a stack of documents in front of him and a pot of tea next to him.
Seeing Su Xiaomeng come in, the old man raised his eyes, slowly put down the information in his hand, stood up with a strong sword, and walked towards Su Xiaomeng.
He looked at Su Xiaomeng's face carefully, shook his head with some emotion, and said, "You look so much like your mother."
Su Xiaomeng asked: "Are you grandpa?"
"right."
The old man nodded and said, "We talked on the phone before."
Su Xiaomeng said: "You speak Chinese very well."
The old man chuckled and said calmly: "Before I got to know you, I couldn't speak Chinese.
In order to communicate with you, I have been studying Chinese diligently recently, and now I have almost mastered it."
Su Xiaomeng was taken aback and sighed: "You are really amazing. You have learned Chinese in such a short time!"
The old man waved his hand and said calmly: "Everyone's brain actually has unlimited potential, it just depends on how much it can be developed.
For a person with a high IQ, it only takes three to five days to master a foreign language.
What's more, the Japanese language and the Chinese language are of the same origin, so this trivial matter is nothing."
Pointing to the tatami on the side, the old man smiled and said: "Sit down, the two of us, and have a good chat."
