Chapter 377

Since Yamamoto’s side didn’t say anything, just inviting Zhu Yuyan over, after discussing the matter, she decided to prepare for this unexpected visit according to their current attitude towards Yamamoto.

What attitude?

To put it bluntly, a little bit of reserved bowing.

To browbeat him, but not too underhanded, not too blunt, and with the right amount of bravado, as if they were also the ones with the bottom line.

This is indeed quite ridiculous, but in the hands of no soldiers, waist is not straight up.

Zhu Yuyan prepared a gift, and a few letters of “thanks” to the Japanese from various parties, concocted by Su Chunjun’s secretary, as a symbol of Sino-Japanese friendship, and brought them along.

The letters of course cost nothing. Zhu Yuyan herself did not plan to bring any expensive gifts, not gold, US dollars, jewelry and so on.

She said, “What’s the use of bringing them? Let the Japanese shoot faster to save suffering? I’d rather save the money to buy more smuggling drugs.”

This is naturally the opposite of the opinion of Su Chunjun’s new team.

Since Zhao Shuli left, Su Chunjun’s new team doesn’t know what it means to realize the will of the higher authorities, and their ideas are the opposite of those of the Su’s, which makes people sigh that a secretary as smart as Zhao Shuli is really a rare sight.

Su Chunjun is now surrounded by all the strange and bizarre frank ministers, no ability, tears quite a lot, not moving to a long cry of tears sprinkled in the office, quite a big man, crying mustache on the tears, a little bit not good-looking not to mention, but also half of the usefulness of nothing.

There is also the odd-shaped species of ass-kissing, purely do not know how to kiss the ass good. One of the most outstanding is to be able to send money to Su Chunjun before he was selected into the secretariat as a close friend, the results of this gentleman first time to participate in the family feast will be his concubine and daughter together with the seat to give Su Chunjun as a small wife.

The kind that doesn’t want a name.

The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him, and I was so happy to see him.

It’s not that you can’t send them, after all, there are a lot of them – but can they be a little more discreet!

Zhu Yuyan cried and laughed, for the sake of the money can not be driven away, simply pretending to be a barrel of vinegar to let Su Chunjun for her service for a night, sitting does not let him sit, in the end, the two concubines ready to send away. After all, too seat so scary, the crowd only for Mr. Su’s knee worry, but forgot the beauty of adults.

Zhu Yuyan ready to sit on the car, Su Chunjun stood outside the car do not want to let the car go.

He would have liked to go along, but his secretary held him back, and even Zhu Yuyan forbade him to go along.

In case, just in case, the Japanese really crazy to kill them all, the city how to do?

She said: “I do not have you still, or you do not have me still, can hold out for a while longer, maybe the turnaround is close at hand. That’s why you and I must never walk on the same dangerous ground, you have to understand that.”

Love and cherish, sometimes it is just necessary for two people to be separated, it is not necessary to be together to be true love.

Zhu Yuyan patted his hand and let the car go.

When he looked back, Su Chunjun stood in the doorway for a long time, like a child who had been left behind.

The driver of the car is Chen driver.

Driver Chen looked in the rearview mirror and said, “Don’t worry, ma’am, I’m with you, even if there is danger, I can still save your life.”

Zhu Yuyan sighed: “How can I ask you to follow me? It’s too big to use.”

There is also a guard in the same car, followed by four guards in the car, there is also a car in front of the road, sitting in the ordinary police with guns.

Zhu Yuyan this wife travel, before and after a bodyguard car with a loaded gun followed, the wind is windy, but the danger is not reduced at all.

She has encountered no less than one bomb and bombing attack. Now the city is very chaotic, too many forces, everyone is in the water to fish, like a foggy day, a meter in front of the invisible people, where the enemy is not easy to distinguish.

The car drove all the way to Yamamoto House peacefully.

From passing the Japanese barrier in front, to here is all Japanese sphere of influence.

In spite of this, there were no Japanese civilians in or out of this place.

The houses on this street are all empty, long since uninhabited. Intelligence said that Yamamoto had evicted all the residents in the neighborhood, and had arranged several hidden sniper sites for his safety, hidden in the empty houses along the street.

Which meant that several snipers were presumably on her right now, taking aim.

I don’t know if that’s the reason, but she’s been feeling a little tightness in her throat since a while ago, her skin is vaguely sore, and when she looks at the backs of her hands, her sweaty hairs are standing on end.

But getting into Yamamoto’s house was unexpectedly easy, all three cars drove in.

Zhu Yuyan got out of the car, all three cars were left behind by the driver, the rest of the guards all followed, and surprisingly the Yamamoto family didn’t stop her guards, letting her walk in with the people.

At the main entrance were two maids waiting, when they saw her they bowed and said in Japanese, “I am honored to have your guest at our door. My name is Kikuko and her name is Ryomi, we are the maids who serve Mrs. Takako, please follow me, Mrs. Takako has been waiting for a long time.”

Mrs. Takako.

Ms. Kim?

This was something Zhu Yuyan never expected.

She did not expect that it was not Yamamoto who had approached her at all, but Miss Jin, whom Su Chunjun had thought impossible.

But this was also strange, she did want to contact Ms. Jin, but in her preconceived notions, that would require her to first get in touch with Yamamoto, or through some kind of opportunity, so that she could get in touch with Ms. Jin through an open environment and channel, and then slowly learn about her situation.

But she’d only written a few reader’s letters and sent them to the paper so far, so how could she have contacted Ms. Kim this far?

There is a fraud.

Zhu Yuyan calmly followed behind the maid, crossed a small aisle, came to the back courtyard, and met Miss Jin in the compartment in the side courtyard.

She had to say that at first glance she didn’t recognize it.

For the woman sitting at the round window looked too much like a Japanese.

She stared at her features for a while before recognizing Miss Kim, but it was still uncanny.

The temperament and style of a person is the most difficult to change, it is polished by the past life inch by inch, some people can’t change their native accent until they die, that’s how it is.

Zhu Yuyan walked in, she kept looking at Ms. Jin, but Ms. Jin was like a puppet, her eyes were surprisingly able to remain motionless for a long time before blinking.

This was not a stunt, nor was it acting.

In her previous life, Zhu Yuyan had once done an online depression measurement chart, and a bunch of this and that kind of self-test psychiatric charts, and although the final result was that she only had an anxiety disorder, which hadn’t yet reached the point where she could be admitted to a hospital for treatment, she had nevertheless also stuffed her head with a head full of strange knowledge as a result.

She remembered that this stagnant state of not moving her eyes was supposed to mean that Ms. Kim had some sort of mental problem.

Much more serious than she had been back then, it should have been pathological.

Combined with what had probably happened to Ms. Kim, such an outcome would be par for the course.

The maid pointed to her for introductions before Miss Kim looked at her as if she was seeing her for the first time, Ying Ying got up and in her kimono she scooted inches over and lowered her head, revealing the back of her neck as if it was about to break.

Miss Kim said in Japanese, “Hello, I’m Guizi.”

Zhu Yuyan glanced at the head of the maid of honor’s cell who seemed to be a puppet as well, and said in Japanese as well, “Hello.”

The maid stopped making a sound when she got here, and Miss Kim acted as a maid to lead the way in front of her and invite her to sit down.

The two of them sat on the couch, and Miss Kim stayed seated on her side, with her head bowed to her.

This posture in those perverted Japanese etiquettes meant that she thought she should be in a position lower than she was.

Mr. Sakai’s kimono lessons were also laced with many of those perverted Japanese etiquettes.

For example, in a husband and wife relationship, the wife is always inferior to the husband. When walking, she must walk behind her husband; when standing side by side, she must take a half-step in the wrong direction and not stand on the same level as her husband; when sitting down, the husband sits upright and the wife sits sideways, leaning toward her husband as a sign of respect.

When eating, the husband with the case, the wife can sit on the side of the husband’s case to serve the husband after the meal and then their own, not that the wife does not have their own food case, but she should wait for her husband to finish and then go to eat themselves.

And when a guest comes to the house, the wife, like a maid, should serve all the guests in the house, not a joke, a real maid, to lead the guest to the seat and pour the tea, which is ordinary, to serve the guest to pour the wine is also very ordinary, when the guest in the house has any need – any need, even want to go to the toilet, the wife should hurry to take the initiative to lead the guest to the toilet, and then lead the guest to the toilet when the guest is finished. When the guest has any need in the house – any need, even to go to the toilet – the wife has to take the initiative to lead the guest to the toilet quickly and wait for the guest to finish before leading him out.

If the guests want to stay at home, make the bed for the guests is also the wife’s work, call the guests to get up in the morning is also the wife’s work, and prepare breakfast to the taste of the guests is of course the wife must do the work.

Guests to leave, the wife of Christine to the street, the husband can stand in front of the house to send off, the wife will have to go to the street.

Zhu Yuyan can not help but think of the previous world to marry a wife must be married to a Japanese wife’s comments, then she still just thought that the Japanese woman virtuous and so on, listening to the mouth of Mr. Sakai in Japan when the wife is actually to be sincere as a maid …… Japanese women really unlucky.

From Ms. Jin s behavior, she seems to have been completely changed into a Japanese woman.

Miss Jin s voice is very low and small, sound like mosquito murmur surprisingly is not an adjective, it is true, Zhu Yuyan almost thought he was deaf.

Miss Jin said, “I hastily wrote a few small poems, with the help of your lordship published in the newspaper, thank you for not abandoning me, received a letter from you, which reminds me of the old times, today I invited you here, in order to thank you for your love and care for me, thank you very much.” Then another neck-breaking bow, she was sitting on the sofa, and now her upper body was pressed against her thighs, folded into ninety degrees.

Zhu Yuyan: “You are too kind, your poem is very beautiful, and what I stated in my letter is from my heart.”

This is just the opening chortle. After such a solemn opening, ordinary guests could engage in more friendly conversation as long as they weren’t scared to death.

Ms. King straightened up and smiled gently, “You’re embarrassing me. If you have time, I would love to chat with you more.”

Zhu Yuyan: “I would be more than happy to.”

Only then did Ms. Jin say to the maids of honor to bring in the refreshments.

The refreshments were plentiful, ranging from Japanese sweets to the most fashionable cream cakes nowadays. The drinks were Chinese tea and coffee.

From Mr. Sakai and other Japanese teachers, Zhu Yuyan had found out that the Japanese liked Chinese tea very much, and they thought that Chinese tea was older and more precious, and it was not the time for matcha to become red.

Ms. Kim tasted the Chinese tea and asked her to try the Japanese dim sum, and cream cake.

While eating the sweets, the chatting became very polite.

Ms. Kim: “How is your husband?”

Zhu Yuyan: “He is very well.”

Ms. Kim: “How is your health?”

Zhu Yuyan: “I am very healthy.”

This is the beginning of Ms. Kim’s conversation.

Zhu Yuyan’s beginning is similar to hers.

Zhu Yuyan: “It’s a nice day today.”

Ms. Kim: “Yes, the sun is nice.”

Zhu Yuyan: “What kind of flowers do you have in your garden?”

Ms. Kim: “It’s a Chinese hydrangea.”

Chinese hydrangea is really Chinese hydrangea.

After the two chatted about all this nonsense, the snacks were almost finished.

At this point, Miss Kim started to take the poems she had written and read them together with Zhu Yuyan, and at this point, she started to speak in Japanese with English.

Zhu Yuyan followed a couple of sentences and realized it was too racy, so she went straight to English. Ms. Jin looked like she had been enlightened, and immediately came to life, speaking faster and faster, and even laughed a little.

Zhu Yuyan did read all her poems published in Japanese newspapers, and when she talked with Ms. Jin, she was indeed able to chat, not to be unable to catch the words.

But actually at this time, Miss Jin didn’t need to talk to her at all, she was completely talking to herself, like she was having a conversation with herself, Zhu Yuyan was just a prop in front of her to give her a reaction.

But this prop was important.

Zhu Yuyan had already noticed that the two maids in this room didn’t even make eye contact with Miss Jin.

If Miss Jin had been in this kind of environment, it would be strange if she didn’t go crazy.

So Zhu Yuyan just kept looking at Miss Jin, going along with her words, dutifully doing her job as a prop, letting her vent her pent up emotions to her heart’s content.

Time passed quickly, and half an hour after she came in, the maid came to remind her.

Seeing the maid come forward, Miss Kim was like a doll with a switch turned off, immediately shutting herself off and putting herself away, she stopped smiling and looking Zhu Yuyan in the eye to speak, switching back from English to Japanese.

Ms. Kim: “Thank you very much for coming today.”

Zhu Yuyan: “It was very pleasant for me as well, and I hope to have another chance to talk to you next time.”

Miss Kim looked up at her, her face twisting a little for the first time, as if she was going to shout, or cry, or try to say something, but tried to swallow her words back.

Zhu Yuyan reached out her hand and rushed to hold Miss Jin’s hand before the maid, holding her tightly.

Zhu Yuyan smiled and said, “Today you are the host, another day I will be the host, you must come and enjoy the honor. That’s the way to be friends.”

Miss Kim, who apparently hadn’t been taught what to answer at this point, jammed, “I ……” and turned her gaze inquiringly toward the maid.

But Zhu Yuyan know the Japanese, the maid must not interrupt at this time.

Zhu Yuyan hurriedly said, “Then it’s a deal. I’m going to have a birthday party next week, you must come, if you don’t come, you’re not treating me as a friend.”

Birthday party and so on, can be done in advance, anyway, just a month short of a month, a month in advance to do is said to be the yellow calendar said a week later is a good day, a month later there is no good day. And then find some reasons such as the collision of genera, the five elements are incompatible with each other, and so on.

Birthday party this reason is too appropriate, the maid did not dare to refuse.

Ms. Jin didn’t dare to agree on her own, so she had to say, “I’ll think about it and give you an answer.”

The two hands were still clasped together.

She stood up, and Miss King followed, and walked her all the way across the courtyard to where the little door was.

She was still holding her hand, and the two of them felt like they were glued together.

Zhu Yuyan couldn’t stop walking, she said, “I’m leaving.” She shook her hand, “See you in a week.”

Then let go of her hand.

Miss Jin didn’t want to let go!

But she slowly let go.

The two of them disengaged their hands.

Zhu Yuyan gave her one last look and said again, “I’ll pick you up in a week.”

Miss Jin followed up half a step closely and watched Zhu Yuyan leave.