The Long Chase for the President’s Spouse

Chapter 40: Tokyo Night (2)

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Gu Zhun's suggestion to Zhang Heng - two big men hug each other and dance ballroom dancing, is it indecent or is there a problem? If it was photographed by any Japanese media and posted on Twitter, it would definitely be taken away by sophisticated Chinese netizens with the ability to circumvent the wall, advertised and posted on Weibo, Moments and other major social media...

It's scary to think about it.

But Zhang Heng didn't think so. He just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. Although I did a bit of regular script when I was choosing a suit, I didn't wipe it enough... Then, seven years ago, although there were a lot of regular scripts, they were all unjustifiable.

So this time in public, although you can't do anything, at least you can touch it. After all, Gu Zhun's body is what Zhang Heng has been thinking about day and night for seven years.

Naturally, Gu Zhun couldn't let go of his shame to be with a man in public, and this man is also his ultimate boss... hugging and dancing ballroom dancing. Is Zhang Heng's mind showing off? Have you read too many comics

Gu Zhun refused to agree to anything. But Nai Zhang Heng kept looking at him with a pitiful look, like a loyal dog abandoned by its owner...

The guests were all dancing aside, only Gu Zhun and Zhang Heng were either standing or sitting in the banquet hall, which was a bit awkward.

But they can't leave early, because waiting is the real highlight. Every entrepreneur came to the stage to announce the advantages of their company and the projects they want to cooperate with. Of course, there is no need to go up if there is no cooperation project and willingness in the near future. They are here purely to recruit contacts and find relationships.

And Zhang Heng wanted to speak on stage on behalf of their company.

Gu Zhun couldn't bear Zhang Heng's eyes like this, so he quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes, prompting him to go to the balcony outside the hotel banquet hall. The balcony and the banquet hall are separated by a floor-to-ceiling window, which is covered with a large red silk cloth, so you can't see the outside from the inside, and you can't see the inside from the outside.

Gu Zhun left one step ahead, and then followed Zhang Heng to bypass the dancing demons, and followed Gu Zhun to the balcony behind the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"What's the matter? Are you jumping here? It's a little narrow." Zhang Heng looked at the area of the balcony and estimated whether he could jump.

However, Gu Zhun still had no intention of jumping. He dragged Zhang Heng here just to make a move that he himself recalled ashamed and angrily wanting to hit the wall. Zhang Heng recalled that there was something wrong with Gu Zhun. .

He raised his toes, raised his hand to reach Zhang Heng's back neck, and brought Zhang Heng's head to his side. Then he closed his eyes and kissed Zhang Heng's side cheek.

At the moment of kissing, Gu Zhun had no way of knowing what Zhang Heng's expression was and what his own expression was because his eyes were closed. He only heard the symphony in the banquet hall stop, and the passionate piano sound announced the end of the dance music. Finish.

Zhang Heng's eyes were wider than usual, and he stared at Gu Zhun intently. Although Gu Zhun left Zhang Heng's cheek after a kiss, Zhang Heng looked at Gu Zhun and observed Gu Zhun as if it had been a day.

He never expected that Gu Zhun would be so active one day, and it was the first time he took the initiative at such a high level...

At that moment, the final sound of the piano in the banquet hall had just been pressed, and thunderous applause erupted after the audience was silent, but on the balcony, it was as if two worlds were separated by floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was only silence.

Gu Zhun frowned and walked away from Zhang Heng's cheeks, he didn't dare to open his eyes so quickly, anyway it was because he was a little shy...

"You, don't you have a fever?" Zhang Heng didn't expect,

Instead of dancing with Gu Zhun, I let Gu Zhun kiss her for the first time...

Gu Zhun opened his eyes, and at the same time turned his back to Zhang Heng and said quickly, "I'm just checking whether I got the multiple choice questions right..."

With a helpless smile, Zhang Heng could only answer: "Okay...my college bully." Then, he took Gu Zhun's hand and walked to the banquet hall. He explained: "The next process is my publicity on stage. If no one Applause, remember to take the lead in applauding below."

"..."

Returning to the banquet hall, those men and women who used to dance with demons left their contact information and then returned to their banquet seats and waited for the host to announce the next process of the event—entrepreneurs came to the stage to give a speech.

According to the practice of the master first, of course, the Japanese entrepreneur came to the stage to give a speech. All of them spoke in Japanese naturally, and they were accompanied by a sentence-by-sentence translation by a beautiful translator.

But also because of this reason, the time of the speech was delayed for a long time, and the guests in the audience were a little yawned. After all, some guests also came all the way from other parts of Japan.

Including Gu Zhun, who was about to fall asleep, and almost put his head on Zhang Heng's shoulder. If Gu Zhun really rested his head on Zhang Heng's shoulder, then Zhang Heng would definitely strive to express himself well, would definitely wrap Gu Zhun's shoulders and give him a warm and gentle embrace, and then he would be happy when he gave a speech Being silent and not speaking made the host think that Zhang's company looked down on them and deliberately absent from the event. After all, there was an official invitation letter...

Therefore, Gu Zhun forcibly pinched his thigh to prevent himself from falling asleep.

Zhang Heng then went on stage to give a speech smoothly. He first came to the stage and bowed to the guests in the audience and the beautiful interpreter next to him, then went straight to the beautiful interpreter, whispered to her, and then came to the main podium.

The beauty translator was surprised by this handsome president from China—because—

Zhang Heng greeted everyone in fluent Japanese. The next 10 minutes of speeches will be entirely in Japanese.

The guests in the audience were taken aback by Zhang Heng's speech, not only because of Zhang Heng's fluent Japanese pronunciation, but also because the content of Zhang Heng's speech was very novel, a point of view that is rarely seen in Japan and China.

Of course, Gu Zhun's Japanese level is half-baked, and he couldn't hear what Zhang Heng wanted to say. It was probably because Zhang Heng said something very powerful and awesome, which caused the guests in the audience to applaud uninterruptedly, resulting in a ten-minute delay. The speech was delayed for half an hour.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng was the last one to appear, so it can be regarded as the finale.

The others followed suit, and Gu Zhun followed suit. When the dinner party was about to end, Zhang Heng got up and pulled Gu Zhun away from the banquet seats, walked out of the banquet hall, and went to the underground parking lot of the hotel to take out the car.

He got into the car first, opened the window to ventilate the air, and then beckoned Gu Zhun to sit in. He knew that Gu Zhun's nose was a little sensitive and he was not used to that pungent smell. He had faintly smelled it when he rented the car. He also smelled it when he just got into the car. Sure enough, the store didn't lie to him, it was indeed a new car, and only the car that had just left the factory for a few days would emit this smell.

Zhang Heng has always been so warm, of course Gu Zhun also knows about these small and difficult things that Zhang Heng did for himself just now. I don't know if Zhang Heng did it on purpose, but

But no matter what, it is still warm in my heart to have someone who cares about me so much.

Zhang Heng started the car and drove all the way back to the hotel. It was twelve o'clock at night when we got back to the hotel.

It is really enough for an event to run from five o'clock to twelve o'clock. But because the buffet food provided by the hotel is quite good, it's okay, because it's worth it.

Back at the hotel, the proprietress was still sitting at the front desk. Even though she is more than seventy years old, the proprietress still insists on sitting at the front desk late at night, in order to provide accommodation and meals for the tired and hard-working passengers late at night.

Gu Zhun and Zhang Heng parked their cars and walked into the entrance of the hotel, explained the situation to the proprietress and said good night.

The proprietress smiled kindly and brought a bottle of essence from the counter to Gu Zhun and Zhang Heng, and said that this essence has a calming effect and can relieve fatigue, so Zhang Heng and Gu Zhun feel free to use it. If you feel comfortable using it, you can consider buying it from this store as a souvenir, because this essence is a special essence made from ancestral secret recipes that their hotel has passed down for hundreds of years... oil.

Gu Zhun and Zhang Heng thanked each other and went up the stairs.

Zhang Heng closed the door and looked at Gu Zhun without saying a word. Gu Zhun felt a little strange about Zhang Heng's sudden silence.

"What's wrong?" Gu Zhun asked.

Zhang Heng walked straight in front of Gu Zhun with his head down, and looked up at Gu Zhun.

His eyes stared straight at Gu Zhun, as if some signal was about to pop out from Zhang Heng's eyes and Gu Zhun should receive it.

Zhang Heng hugged Gu Zhun suddenly, so hard that Gu Zhun couldn't react.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Zhun's hand hanging behind Zhang Heng's back was hanging in the air, not daring to touch Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng said one last sentence: "Thank you, you have been with me this week."

"..." Gu Zhun actually wanted to say that these things are nothing to be thanked for, and there is nothing to be thanked for, isn't it...

The corners of Gu Zhun's mouth were raised, his brows were gently curved, and he showed a doting smile and said, "Shouldn't subordinates go on business trips with their bosses?"

"Yeah... It's a pity that that was the reason I lied to you to come to Japan in the first place." Zhang Heng smiled helplessly.

Gu Zhunshen touched Zhang Heng's back with the book behind Zhang Heng and said, "I am willing."

"..." There was no reply, Zhang Heng buried his head in Gu Zhun's shoulder and smiled with satisfaction.

Yes, it doesn't take much words.

Zhang Heng was glad that he brought Gu Zhun to Tokyo at the risk of being angry when Gu Zhun knew that he was deceiving him to come to Japan, and he and Gu Zhun developed rapidly immediately.

First he agreed to try, then Gu Zhun took the initiative, and now Gu Zhun is honest.

Everything seems to be a matter of course, and everything seems to come too suddenly.

This week almost made Zhang Heng want to fly to the sky and stand side by side with the sun...

However, seven years ago, when he graduated from the third year of junior high school, on the day of the graduation ceremony, he left without saying goodbye, got on the plane to the United States, and didn't say anything to Gu Zhun.

But he inquired about it from other classmates, and he didn't have the notice to inquire about his own news. He felt disheartened - it was over, Gu Zhun must have been angry and ignored him.

But it's not like that...

(end of this chapter)