In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines into the house.
Lying in Jiang Chen's arms, Liu Yao, who had not yet changed out of the evening dress she wore last night, moved her mouth as if gibbering. The satin-like smooth skin, under the beige sunshine, is as beautiful as gold-rimmed jewelry.
"Master, breakfast is ready. Do you want me to bring it to you?"
Standing beside the bed, Qianxia, dressed in a white silk skirt and black maid outfit, woke Jiang Chen up with a sweet voice.
"Well, bring it here,"
"Okay, Master, wait a moment."
Seeing Qian Xia turning away, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a slight bite on his chest. I saw Liu Yao's resentful eyes drifting towards him, and she drew circles on his chest with her fingers and said, "I have worked so hard to feed you, but I woke up early in the morning and looked at other women."
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Chen smiled and pinched her little nose.
Liu Yao turned over and planned to sit up.
But it seemed that she was still in pain. She frowned slightly, let out an ouch, and fell back again.
"Don't force it, just lie down for a while."
"Dead man... so hard."
"Eh? Ask me to use harder. I obviously asked for it personally." Jiang Chen said with a bad smile.
Liu Yao's face turned slightly red.
Use force when holding hands, this is indeed her request. But at that time, her brain was in an unconscious state, and she didn't realize how terrifying the power was. It was a completely subconscious appeal. So much so that after she woke up, she discovered that her hands were all red from being pinched by him...
Enjoying the quiet time, Jiang Chen picked up the remote control and turned on the TV on the wall in front of him.
The news is playing on the TV.
Although he cannot understand Japanese, his watch has an instant translation function.
"... Masao Morita, the CEO of Morita Real Estate, was exposed for tax evasion. The amount involved was as high as billions of yen. The power-for-money transactions behind the case were shocking! His eldest son Yosuke Morita, the heir to Morita Real Estate, was revealed to have colluded with Tokyo's underground gang. , and has repeatedly hired underworld figures to engage in human trafficking, kidnapping and threats and other illegal things."
"After receiving the report, the Tokyo Police Department has arrested the two men. The father and son met in prison, hugged each other and cried bitterly. The scene was touching, but it also made people reflect. Poor people must be hateful. Department. If I had known today, why bother in the beginning?"
On TV, Jiang Chen saw the man who had met him at the entrance of the cinema. In his impression, Mr. Morita was still wearing a white suit and said "go away" to him
Smiling and shaking his head, Jiang Chen changed the channel casually.
This Sumitomo Kenichi learned how to be a good person. Jiang Chen remembered that last night he just casually mentioned Yosuke Morita and asked them to help investigate. As a result, they not only completed the investigation, but also diligently helped him deal with the person. For the large conglomerates that can influence Japan's political situation, it is easier than squeezing a bug to death if they want to get a real estate businessman with a dirty butt.
That's fine, you have to do it yourself if you want to save money.
Jiang Chen stretched lazily while watching the advertisement for Futureman Technology shown on TV.
Suddenly remembering something, Liu Yao, who was lying on top of him, asked doubtfully.
"By the way, what exactly was the injection you gave me last night?"
"A drug that strengthens physical fitness. It also has the effects of delaying aging, enhancing recovery, improving metabolic function, whitening and beautifying the skin..." Jiang Chen explained simply.
In fact, it was an E-level genetic medicine, which he also injected into Xia Shiyu some time ago.
The higher the level of genetic medicine, the greater the risk of uncontrollable mutation, and conversely, the lower the level, the safer it is. The safest is Class E, which is the so-called civilian-grade physical fitness-enhancing drug before the war.
Power doesn't mean bigger is better, just enough is enough. For example, Jiang Chen has never considered injecting himself with an A-level genetic medicine that has a mortality rate of over 90%, even though it can turn him into a true "superman".
"Then there is another one?" Liu Yao tilted her head and asked.
"For contraceptive use."
Liu Yao rolled her eyes and punched him in the chest angrily.
After a while, Chinatsu brought breakfast and put it on the bedside table.
Jiang Chen rarely enjoyed a luxurious and corrupt life, lying on the bed and letting his two daughters feed him.
To be honest, the fragrance was quite fragrant, but the feeling of being fed was not as comfortable as he imagined. Several times Jiang Chen couldn't help but sit up and eat by himself.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Chen sat up from the bed and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, wash his face and tidy up. When he came out of the bathroom, Chinatsu had already put the ironed suit in front of him respectfully.
"Your clothes and the hostess's evening gown have been washed and hung up. Do you have any other instructions? Master."
"No, I have a business meeting today and I will go home at about five o'clock. I will take care of lunch outside, and you can prepare dinner."
"Okay master." Qianxia bowed slightly and said with a smile.
Seeing Qian Xia's well-behaved appearance, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction.
He felt more and more that this maid was pretty good. How about taking her home someday? Although there are drones taking care of his villa, he always feels that everything is left to the machine, which is a little less fun in every sense.
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Sitting in the Rulka FA6, Jiang Chen first sent Liu Yao to the Shinjuku Gracery Hotel, which was chartered by the crew, and then ordered the driver to drive towards the Prime Minister's official residence.
The Sumitomo Foundation works very efficiently. When Jiang Chen arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, there were people wearing headscarves at the door, holding slogans such as "Abolish Nuclear Power" and "Contain Electricity Prices" to protest against the Japanese Prime Minister. Police stood around to maintain order, and media from many countries were around with cameras, broadcasting the protest in front of the Japanese Prime Minister's official residence to the world.
In fact, judging from the slogans, the two arguments of this protest are completely contradictory. For an island country with scarce resources, nuclear power is almost an inevitable choice. Nuclear power is not cheap, but compared to Japan, which relies entirely on imported oil and natural gas, nuclear power is a cheap option.
In this case, there is no suspense about what proposals the Japanese Prime Minister and Cabinet will discuss.
When Jiang Chen saw the short Prime Minister again, he found that the word tired was almost written on his face.
Obviously, he didn't sleep all night last night and probably had a whole morning of meetings during the day.
Even if he was unwilling, the pressure from public opinion and Congress forced him to make a decision as soon as possible. Under the supervision of internal and external factors, the prime minister gave a satisfactory answer to Jiang Chen on an issue that would take three working days to decide according to the normal process.
"Welcome Xinghuan Trading to invest in Japan. The construction of the submarine transmission cable... we have no objections. The only requirement is that the construction of this submarine cable must be completed by Japanese companies, and the maintenance must also be handed over to Japanese companies. .As compensation, we are willing to accept your request and bear 70% of the cost of this submarine cable construction project."
Jiang Chen's face showed a smile that was not hypocritical, and he took the hand stretched out by the Prime Minister in front of him.
"No problem. Then, happy cooperation." (~^~)