Chapter 262: 262 like a little bitch wagging her tail and begging for mercy Chapter 262: 262 like a little bitch wagging her tail and begging for mercy After the morning shoot concluded, Shi Lan returned to the hotel and logged into Yan’s private email on her laptop to handle some of his corporate affairs.
Yan never delegated his tasks to others, not out of habit nor because he had someone he could trust, except for the young lady. She was not only qualified but also capable. Most importantly, it made him feel that he and Shi Lan had the closest relationship in the world, one where they could share everything.
Yan Shixiu instructed his assistant to postpone the evening’s plans, but after reviewing Yan Shixiu’s schedule, the assistant said, “Mr. Yan, the hotel partnership case in England is awaiting your reply, and there’s also that purchasing opinion from Germany…”
“I’ve already replied,” Yan Shixiu said lightly.
“But haven’t we been in meetings all afternoon?” The assistant scratched his head, puzzled.
“I have a capable wife,” Mr. Yan said with a hint of pride.
“Mr. Yan, you are joking again. How could Miss An know how to do these things? It would have made more sense if it were the former Mrs….” As he spoke, the assistant froze, then suddenly looked up at Yan Shixiu, his nerves tingling again.
“What are you thinking? There are two more tasks I need you to handle immediately.”
Since it was a fishing trip, of course, it had to look authentic. Mr. Yan had his assistant prepare a Rolls-Royce and also a set of pure black suit, even the business cards of the Japanese family were perfectly prepared.
In the evening, Shi Lan, accompanied by Sun Ling and the props, set off. After meeting up with Mr. Yan, she changed into a kimono in the car and had Sun Ling apply Japanese makeup on her.
It’s well known that Japanese women’s makeup is quite exaggerated, so the leader didn’t have to wear a mask, as no one could recognize him.
As for Mr. Yan, he removed his glasses, still sporting a slicked-back hairstyle, but needed to wear a black mask and put a tiger-striped tattoo on his arm.
At first glance, his leggy appearance really resembled a male protagonist from a Japanese anime.
After both were dressed up, the young lady spoke a sentence in Japanese, causing Sun Ling to scream, “My God… that is a genuine Japanese woman.”
Mr. Yan replied as well, and the chilly tone combined with the authentic Japanese pronunciation gave Sun Ling goosebumps.
Of course, no one else understood what the two said.
Shi Lan’s line was, “Tonight, I shall be someone else’s wife.”
Mr. Yan’s line was, “No, I will tie you to the bed.”
Their dialogue stemmed from a Japanese movie and it was the sort you’d find in a late-night show.
However, in this car, no one knew they were verbally flirting.
As Yan Shixiu’s assistant drove the car, hearing Shi Lan speak Japanese made him feel uneasy, as if he had stumbled upon an incredible secret.
Just past eight o’clock, the sedan entered Qingsong Temple, but by then, there were no more worshippers there.
The monk cleaning the temple approached the luxury car to remind, “Guests, the temple is already closed.”
At that moment, the assistant, who was also wearing a mask, stepped out first and opened the car door for Mr. Yan.
Yan Shixiu alighted from the car with a long stride and handed out a business card, saying, “We, Miss Suzuki, would like to meet Master Wuzhen of your temple.”
The young monk took the card, glanced into the car, saw a genuine Japanese woman, and said, “Please wait a moment.”
The monk put down his broom, entered the temple, and quickly came back running, “Please, you two.”
Yan Shixiu bent down and said a few words in Japanese to the woman in the car, who then cautiously stepped out.
She was dressed in a kimono, walking slightly pigeon-toed. After getting out of the car, she first looked around the temple and then spoke a few words in Japanese to the man beside her.
“Miss Suzuki said, after seeing your temple, she believes Master Wuzhen can choose a geomantic treasure site for her,” a monk said as he led the two into the temple and into a Zen Room. “Please have a seat and rest here; the master is currently doing his coursework,” he added.
“Please, proceed,” Yan said to the young monk.
Alone in the room, Shi Lan still maintained the dignity of a Japanese woman, kneeling on the cushion and occasionally speaking Japanese with the man next to her.
Yan Shixiu had been from start to finish fulfilling the duties of an attendant, always attentive to the lady’s feelings.
However, they waited in the room for forty minutes without seeing anyone.
Shi Lan checked the time and then said to the man next to her in Japanese, “Let’s leave a business card; it’s getting late. We’ll come another day.”
“Yes, Miss Suzuki,” Yan Shixiu replied and took out a fresh business card, placing it on the wooden table before waiting for Shi Lan to rise from the cushion and then followed her out.
The two of them left their bait and calmly drove away.
At that moment, the person they referred to as Master Wuzhen had been observing them through surveillance, but he hadn’t detected anything suspicious and felt that these two must be veritably authentic Japanese individuals.
Suzuki is a noble surname, and based on their demeanor and cultural refinement, they were clearly not from any ordinary family, especially considering their limited edition Rolls-Royce.
Could this be a big business opportunity coming their way?
Worried the big fish might slip away, Master Wuzhen immediately had someone make contact, and Yan Shixiu answered the phone.
“Because Miss Suzuki has an urgent matter tonight, she couldn’t wait for the master, which is regrettable. Miss is new to Yancheng and wants to select a geomantic site to build the group’s headquarters. Since the master is very busy, we shall make an appointment for another day,” he said.
Yan Shixiu’s voice was calm, but it hid many secrets.
He revealed there was a major project at stake and that they were not exclusively dependent on Master Wuzhen.
“The master was delayed for a bit just now. At what time would Miss Suzuki be available for a meeting?”
“Miss Suzuki is flying back to Japan tomorrow afternoon, so perhaps, let’s schedule it for another time,” Yan Shixiu suggested, letting the line… run quite long.
“Well, our master happens to have a conference tomorrow. May I know which hotel Miss Suzuki is staying at?”
Yan conveniently mentioned a hotel under his banner, styled after a Japanese courtyard.
“The master looks forward to meeting Miss Suzuki tomorrow,” he said.
Yan Shixiu hung up, looked at the young lady next to him, and whispered in her ear, “The big fish is on the hook. Is there a reward?”
“Let’s talk about this issue later,” Shi Lan said, finally easing her demeanor. Then she turned to Tang Ze and said, “Contact those two brothers, make an appointment at the same hotel, say I want to terminate the contract and am willing to pay a penalty. Have them come to discuss the price. Also, find a way to let Kong Lin know I have a powerful financier behind me; when meeting those brothers tomorrow, make sure to serve them out for me.”
Given Kong Lin’s personality, she would surely follow quietly.
“Let us have a remarkable… grand meeting tomorrow,” she planned.
So they say she is destined for a tragic fate?
She had laid all her cards on the table for that con artist.
As for Kong Lin, to be exposed publicly about her relationship with the master, likely, her humiliation won’t be going away any time soon.