Chapter 303 New Heights of Comic Star Soul

They come, the security.

As for the identity and background of Reina Fujiwara, Wu Tao had already guessed.

After all, in Japan, the status of women in the workplace has never been high. And Reina Fujiwara was able to achieve the position of executive at a young age, which is already very telling.

Because in Japanese companies, executives are second only to the president and vice president.

The car finally stopped at the gate of the New Otani Hotel in Tokyo.

This is an old five-star hotel, and it is also known for being the friendliest to Chinese people.

This can be seen from the occasional Chinese communication sounds around.

Rena Fujiwara recommended this place as a place to stay, and she also tried her best to consider it for the newly arrived delegation.

When they learned that the price of a one-night stay reached thousands of yuan, the members of the delegation gasped in unison.

This is almost equivalent to their monthly salary.

After checking in, Reina Fujiwara personally led the members of the delegation upstairs.

Originally, there was no need for Reina Fujiwara to accompany her personally. After all, the thoughtful service of the hotel waiters was enough.

It's just that she specially booked a suite for Wu Tao, so she insisted on leading everyone there in person.

This host really did his best.

Wu Tao was not in a hurry. He first followed the members of the delegation to see where they lived, which was a way to get a feel for the people.

After the waiter opened the door, everyone in the delegation, including Wen Hui, was shocked by the luxurious room.

"Oh my god, I actually live in such a high-end room..."

"Once I live in, I don't want to leave..."

"Haha, me too……"

Everyone in the delegation soon had their own room, while An Rong and Zhao Li eagerly followed to the end, feeling both excited and looking forward to it.

Excited that the accommodation at this hotel was really luxurious and comfortable.

Looking forward to, what will your own room look like?

Soon, after talking to Wen Hui, Wu Tao took An Rong and Zhao Li, followed Fujiwara Linai upstairs, and came to a business suite at the end of the corridor.

At the door of the suite, a waitress in overalls was already waiting here.

Pushing open the door, the waitress began to introduce the whole environment in fluent Japanese.

Although he knew that everyone could not understand, the other party still spoke very seriously.

Fortunately, Rena Fujiwara translated the introduction, so that everyone could only nod along and not understand the embarrassment.

It turned out that this is a garden suite, which focuses on relaxation and leisure.

The suite is divided into two entrances, the first entrance has only two rooms and a corridor. At the end of the corridor is the place where the main guest stays.

There are not only a complete reception area, office area and three rooms, but also a strong oriental flavor in the small decorations everywhere.

There are even some exquisite snacks and candies, all free.

Before the waiter finished the introduction, An Rong and Zhao Li had already chosen their own room, and decisively pounced on it and ravaged it. Then, with their waists crossed, they swore their sovereignty arrogantly.

The waiter went out, Fujiwara Reina looked at the others very happy and satisfied, but Wu Tao's face remained calm and did not react too much.

I couldn't help but said anxiously: "Wu Sang, are you not satisfied with the arrangement of this residence? Do you need me to upgrade your suite to a more luxurious and comfortable one?"

Wu Tao smiled easily, and waved his hands again and again: "No need, Linai, this is already very good, please worry about it."

Beautiful eyes stared at Wu Tao for a few seconds, and seeing that he really had no grudges, Reina Fujiwara felt relieved.

After arranging all this, Fujiwara Reina left.

Not long after leaving, Song Zhuang came in pushing an assortment of dining cars and said, "Boss, the waiter said Ms. Fujiwara arranged it."

Just at this moment, Wu Tao's cell phone rang, and it was Rena Fujiwara's call.

After a brief chat and thanks, Wu Tao nodded and accepted the dining car.

An Rong and Zhao Li rushed up like hungry tigers, jumping out their favorite food first, the eagerness of jumping and greedy really made people laugh.

After a full meal, everyone's spirits recovered a lot.

Feeling warm and thinking about sex, Wu Tao always felt that when he came to this unscrupulous place, he became less serious in his bones.

Even looking at An Rong and Zhao Li's gaze was full of aggression.

An Rong didn't dare to look him in the eye, but Zhao Li held her head up high, afraid that he wouldn't look at her.

At this moment, Wen Hui dialed the phone in the room and called Zhao Li down, and An Rong followed.

Leaving Wu Tao alone in the suite with nothing to do, he simply closed the door and went out for a walk.

In the previous life and the present life, this is the first time he has come to Japan. Although he criticized the decline of Japan just now, many features of this city are still worth seeing.

When I went downstairs, I realized that it was getting late. Wu Tao resolutely stopped the idea of ​​going out for a walk, and simply found a place to sit for a while.

If you want to ask the waiter where the cafe is, you are worried about the language barrier and the question is not clear. I happened to see three or two Huaxia faces next to me, who looked like international students, and asked the waiter a bunch of questions without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, the waiter answered in fluent Chinese.

No wonder it claims to be the most friendly hotel to China. It turns out that even the waiters can speak Chinese.

But Wu Tao didn't need to ask, because the two men and one woman just asked the direction of the coffee shop.

Just follow them.

Not long after, Wu Tao walked into the coffee shop, and the three Chinese compatriots before him had already sat down with a group of friends.

Wu Tao found a secluded corner and sipped coffee alone. Anyway, no one recognized him, so he was happy and carefree.

This feeling of obscurity made him feel even more rare after being judged for so many days.

However, being so low-key doesn't seem to be able to conceal the peculiarities in him that are different from ordinary people.

So just halfway through the coffee, a girl stopped in front of him and said, "Are you from China?"

Wu Tao looked up, and it happened to be the girl who was walking in front of him just now. She was not outstanding, but she was very attractive.

That curious yet polite tone made people happy to communicate with her.

"yes."

"Hello, my name is Jiang Ran, and I am an international student at the University of Tokyo."

"Wu Tao."

"Oh, hello." Jiang Ran straightened her shoulder-length short hair, and said with concern, "What are you doing here in Dongying? Why are you alone?"

"Business trip."

Jiang Ran showed suspicion. After all, Wu Tao looked young, not like a working adult.

This statement is probably false, why would he lie to himself?

Once the girl's curiosity is aroused, eight horses can't pull it back.

"Then are you interested? Go over and chat with us. There are a lot of Chinese people over there, and it will be more lively with everyone."

"No." Wu Tao shook his head.

Rejected, Jiang Ran not only did not leave, but Shi Shiran sat down.

"Then what industry are you in?"

"Anime." Wu Tao took a sip of his coffee, suppressing his impatience.

When Jiang Ran heard this, his eyes immediately brightened up.

At this moment, a disapproving voice sounded: "Anime, come to Dongpu to learn the scriptures?"

"It must be. Huaxia's animation is simply a piece of shit. Compared with Dongying's Toriyama Akira, it is not worth mentioning at all."

It turned out to be the two boys from before who sang together, with a completely xenophobic expression.

Wu Tao finally got a little angry. If you talk about the gap calmly, you might be able to accept it.

But this tone is simply a gesture of kneeling and licking, which is unbearable.

However, before he could speak, Jiang Ran said first: "Not necessarily, at least the domestic Star Soul comics are no worse than Dragon Ball in terms of storytelling and novelty!"