Yuno Yamaguchi still looks like an old gentleman, without any club temperament, but like a successful entrepreneur.

Faced with Zhao Can's question, Yuno Yamaguchi smiled indifferently: "Mr. Zhao is very jealous of drinking with Yamaguchi's members?"

Zhao Can shook his head: "That's not the case, it's just that I was addicted to watching the history of clubs such as Yamaguchi and Mafia for a while, and I was curious. So what am I right just now?"

"Well, Yamaguchi Yuno is just a small gangster in Yamaguchi Group. After all, when you are in the hotel industry, you will always encounter strange people, so the identities of multiple Yamaguchi Groups can avoid unnecessary trouble."

Zhao Can nodded: "Oh, the umbrella is right, haha..."

"That's right."

Walking into the tavern, the maid in a kimono kneels and serves the wine.

Yuno Yamaguchi raised his glass: "I am very sorry for what Mr. Zhao just now. You are a guest of our hotel. I apologize for this kind of incident that made you have an unpleasant experience."

"No need, it's not what happened in your hotel, it's said..." Zhao Can looked at the jacob watch on his wrist, "It should be too silly. He also has to thank Lu Jian Wu for his roar. I'll toast you for this glass of wine."

"Actually, I saw it just now. If I don't take action, Mr. Zhao must be fine. You are good at it."

"Haha, why did you want to pull me into the Yamaguchi group when I saw that I was good at it?"

Yuno Yamaguchi smiled: "Hahahaha... Mr. Zhao is so humorous, but after you say that, I have this idea."

It was also a joke. The maid was silently sucking wine beside him. Yuno Yamaguchi's secretary stood outside the door, and laughter came from the room.

The reason why Zhao Can is willing to drink with Yuno Yamaguchi is purely because he is bored and wants to find someone to drink, chat and vent.

While drinking, Yuno Yamaguchi saw Zhao glance at his cell phone from time to time, "Mr. Zhao is waiting for a friend to call?"

"I won't call you anymore." Zhao Can smiled bitterly and put his phone in his bag.

Yuno Yamaguchi has seen many amazing characters, but from his observation, the boy in front of him should be an amazing character in China.

I didn't talk about anything else when I drank at night, but just had a simple exchange, which was equivalent to the fact that Yuno Yamaguchi introduced the tourist attractions in Japan to Zhao Can as the host.

After drinking, Zhao Can took Yamaguchi Yuno's Lexus to return to the hotel. When he got off the bus, Yamaguchi Yuno handed over an invitation.

"Mr. Zhao, it's really up to you to be on your birthday tomorrow. If Mr. Zhao doesn't mind, what if you have time to attend the birthday dinner tomorrow night?"

Zhao Can paused, took the invitation and watched Yamaguchi Yuno leave before returning to the villa.

Back to the villa and soak in the hot spring pool.

I called Kongkong several times, but they were all hung up.

It’s actually very uncomfortable to lie in Kong Kong on his bed. After all, I think about it two days ago and it’s very childish, but I’m very happy.

Didi Zhao Can called again. Kongkong hesitated for a long time before he finally answered, deliberately making a cold tone: "Is there anything wrong with making a phone call? I'm going to bed if it's okay."

"Are you okay?"

"It's good, eat well and sleep well."

Zhao Can paused and said, "I kicked your box that morning and treated you badly. I apologized to you."

"You have always been bad at me. I used to it." I felt a little aggrieved as I thought about it, especially when I was preparing for the Kunqu opera performance of the opening ceremony of the Winter Games that I had been preparing for for a long time. In five minutes, four and a half minutes, I saw Zhao Can holding an umbrella for Lou Suwan under the stage.

These words are just not said.

I thought about it and felt ridiculous, and I actually jealous of a younger sister in the first year of high school.

"I'm going to sleep, uncle."

"Hey, go to bed..."

"I..." paused and said, "See you next semester."

"Um."

In the end, both of them hung up the phone without knowing what to say.

Zhao Can breathed a sigh of relief. He had never been so pretentious, but today he became particularly pretentious in Kongkong - he must have been concerned about it.

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...

Yuno Yamaguchi's dinner is held at a private club at the foot of Mount Fuji.

Zhao Can actually didn't want to come. After all, the Yamaguchi group is in the identity, but last night, Yuno Yamaguchi was very gentlemanly and polite, and it was his birthday party that he took the initiative to hand over the invitation. Zhao Can naturally not refuse.

For this reason, Zhao Can specially bought an Armani suit because he knew that Japan likes suits very much and wears formal clothes on important occasions.

Zhao Can is very handsome, so everyone knows this, so I won’t go into details.

He has a good body proportion and is even more handsome after wearing a suit.

Moreover, the revised system also enhances the attractive buff, which is quite impressive.

Zhao Can was afraid that he would go to the dinner and steal the owner's limelight.

At 6:30, I arrived outside the private club in Yuno Yamaguchi at the foot of Mount Fuji.

As with many Tokyo celebrities who came before, as well as some guests who could vaguely see tattoos on their elbows or necks, these are probably members of the Yamaguchi group.

Yuno Yamaguchi welcomed the guests at the door.

Zhao Can walked to Yuno Yamaguchi and saw a cute girl in a kimono standing beside Yuno Yamaguchi. The girl nodded slightly and Zhao Can replied.

"Happy birthday." Zhao Can took out a red envelope from his arms and handed it to Yuno Yamaguchi.

Yuno Yamaguchi was stunned and laughed, "Mr. Zhao has spent money."

"There is no money, and I didn't know if you are in Japan or not, so I followed the money of individuals according to the Chinese tradition."

"Then I'll accept it." Yuno Yamaguchi was born today and was in a good mood. "Oh, Mr. Zhao, I'll introduce it to you." Yuno Yamaguchi patted the shoulders of the girl beside her, "This is the little girl Chihiro Yamaguchi who is below."

Zhao Can looked at Chihiro's cute Japanese girl and nodded and praised: "Chianhiro, the name is good and the person is very beautiful."

"Thank you." Qianxue nodded implicitly. She was a typical Japanese-style girl. She stayed quietly by her father without saying much.

"Then I'll go in first." Zhao Can greeted him and entered the club.

There were people coming in one after another at dinner, but Zhao Can didn't know any of them, and just passed the time bored with a wine glass on the side.

At 7 o'clock, all the guests arrived. After Yamaguchi Yuno gave a greeting on the stage, the banquet officially began.

"Hello." Qianxun greeted Zhao Can in Chinese.

Zhao Can turned around and put down his glass, "Hello. Uh... you don't need to speak Chinese, my Japanese is OK, so I can understand if you speak Japanese."

"Yeah." Chihiro nodded, "My father is toasting over there and let me come and greet you."

"No, I can eat and drink everywhere."

"Mr. Zhao is here in Japan for the first time?"

"Yeah, the first time."

"Oh, I heard my father say last night that you met a robber, and I am deeply sorry."

"No, no."

Chihiro is very modest. He bent over every word, and he speaks with respect and keeps his attitude low in his words.

Zhao Can discovered a very interesting phenomenon, that is, when chatting with Chihiro, Chihiro would listen carefully, and regardless of whether Zhao Can talks about Chihiro or not, whether Chihiro is interested in the topic or not, Chihiro nodded and would not correct men in such an occasion. This would be interesting.

Although Chihiro is as old as Zhao Can and is only 19 years old, Chihiro is a traditional Japanese woman who is deeply influenced by culture and knows how to make men happy.
Chapter completed!