1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 506 Romantic Encounters, Noriko Sakai

The Zhang brothers, Yaowen and Yaowu, spent five minutes.

They surrounded the sniper who came to assassinate them inside the building.

When the Glock clashed with the sniper rifle, the two exchanged fire for only one round. The sniper, who tried to escape by jumping out of the window, was kicked back into the building by Wang Tuqiang, who had climbed onto the outer wall. He was then easily subdued by the Zhang brothers.

The man was taken back to the Tokyo Hot office, and the gun was confiscated along with him.

When the Metropolitan Police Department officers, who had been alerted by the news, arrived, they were firmly turned away by Iwao Nishikyo, who was guarding downstairs at the office.

The boss, who was also his brother-in-law, almost died on his own turf. More than a dozen key members of the Western Alliance Group did nothing to help. In the end, it was Zhai Yuan's bodyguards who resolved the problem.

Nishikawa Iwao was seething with anger. When the arriving police officers demanded that the Nishikawa team hand over the sniper for their assistance in the investigation,

He practically pointed his finger at the other person and yelled, "This matter involves Chairman Zhai of the Hong Kong Consortium, it's none of your Metropolitan Police Department's business! Mr. Tanaka of the Economic Planning Agency will personally contact your superiors, so get off this street right now!"

Mr. Tanaka was Shota Tanaka, one of the original shareholders of Toshiba Group.

With Toshiba's business declining, Shota Tanaka has now entered politics under the arrangement of his family. With his good relationship with foreign companies such as Shenshan Semiconductor, 91 Entertainment Group, and Kuaibo Technology, he has successfully entered the Economic Planning Agency and is working under the current Minister of State, Sumiko Takahara.

During this period, the Economic Planning Agency had not yet been reorganized into the Cabinet Office, and together with the Okinawa Development Agency, it was known as one of the two major "financial authorities" in the Eastern political system.

The police officers couldn't afford to offend Shota Tanaka, but they also dared not let the suspects go. So they simply retreated to the other side of the road to observe the situation, creating a surreal sense of division between them and the core members of the West Association.

While the police officers downstairs were confronting the Western Association group...
Upstairs in the office, the sniper, whose face was bruised and swollen from the beating, now had his hands tied behind his back, his two thumbs bound tightly with restraints, and knelt in front of Zhai Yuan and his group.

"Soviet-made Dragunov sniper rifle, rotating bolt, semi-automatic."

Satellite held the old-fashioned sniper rifle, examined it carefully for a moment, then tapped the sniper's forehead with the barrel and grinned, "Haven't used it much, have you? When using this kind of antique gun, you have to turn the gas regulator to the second position to increase the piston pressure; otherwise, too much carbon buildup will affect the accuracy."

Zhai Yuan sat in the chair, ignoring Wei Xing's boasting, and kept rubbing his lower back.

The sniper fired three shots but didn't hurt himself. However, when Xing Ge kicked him into the car, the kick was so powerful that it almost broke his back.

Zhai Yuan asked the sniper kneeling on the ground, "I think the only person I've offended recently is Liu Huangfa. He's the one who sent you, isn't he?"

The man looked up and glanced at Zhai Yuan, snorted, and a mocking glint appeared in his eyes.

"They're really persistent," Zhai Yuan said, rubbing his lower back, then asked with a smile, "Besides you, did Liu Huangfa invite anyone else?"

The man lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

"Okay~"

Zhai Yuan straightened up, the smile on his face suddenly vanishing. The anger from his brush with death was now impossible to suppress.

He reached out and grabbed the other person's hair, then slammed his head hard against the desk behind him.

With a muffled thud, the man's forehead slammed against the corner of the table, instantly drawing blood!
"You motherfucker! You're trying to seduce me?"

Zhai Yuan cursed, grabbed the other man's thumb which was bound by the restraints, and twisted it hard, turning the already congested and purplish thumb into a strange arc.

The man's eyes bulged out suddenly, and he let out a scream from his throat, with veins popping out on his forehead.

Before the shouting had even stopped, Zhai Yuan grabbed a cigar from the table and shoved the box and all into the other man's mouth!
"Put his hands on the stage!"

Zhai Yuan shouted, and Wei Xing and the others immediately stepped forward, forcibly pulling the man's broken thumb out of the restraints, and pressing his arms down on the table.

"You like playing with guns?"

With a cold face, Zhai Yuan picked up a heavy ashtray from the side and smashed it down hard on the man's right pinky finger!
With a crisp 'crack' sound, the little finger fractured instantly!

The man shuddered violently. His upper body was restrained, and his legs thrashed and struggled on the ground. His screams, mixed with tears and snot, were muffled in his throat.

"Not saying a word?"

Zhai Yuan's eyes remained unchanged as he raised the ashtray again and smashed it into the man's right ring finger.

The excruciating pain caused the man to bite down on the cigar box in his mouth, sending a cloud of tobacco flying into his mouth and nose.

"Play the role of loyalty and righteousness!"

Zhai Yuan raised the ashtray for the third time and smashed it heavily against the other man's right middle finger...

……

When Shota Tanaka arrived at the Tokyo Hot office with two officers responsible for handling foreign affairs disputes,
The sniper lay slumped on the ground like a rag doll, his ten fingers bleeding profusely, the knuckles smashed like minced garlic.

It's certain that he'll never have the chance to touch a gun again in his life.

Shota Tanaka glanced at the other person's miserable state, frowned slightly, and when he didn't see Zhai Yuan in the hall, he was about to ask him something.

"Tanaka-san, it's been a long time~"

Zhai Yuan walked out of the restroom, holding up his still-dry hands, and gave Tanaka Shota a warm hug.

He pointed to the sniper slumped on the ground and laughed, "I've interrogated him for your disciplined forces. Nguyen Ho Van, a Vietnamese immigrant, a lone assassin, has a Japanese name, Kim Chuan Tai-chi. He was hired by the Yamashita Gang in Japan to kill me."

After saying that, he kicked Ruan Haoyun again and said in a relaxed tone, "If you don't know how to understand Cantonese, you should have spoken earlier! Luckily, Xing Ge and the others could tell you were speaking Vietnamese, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to keep your toes."

Liang Zhichao acted as a translator, communicating with Tanaka Shota.

Shota Tanaka chuckled and patted Zhai Yuan on the shoulder: "Chairman Zhai, it seems you've offended someone important. The Metropolitan Police Department was quite frightened when they learned that someone had used a sniper rifle; they thought it was the South Korean leader who was visiting Japan today who had been assassinated."

Although Japanese yakuza groups operate openly, they routinely use knives, guns, and even homemade explosives.

However, when it comes to weapons like sniper rifles, it's no longer a simple issue of violent gangs, but a threat at the level of counter-terrorism.

"I never expected anyone to be so arrogant."

Zhai Yuan shrugged helplessly and said, "Mr. Tanaka, could you please help me find out who commissioned the Yamashita Gang to hire such a terrorist?"

There's no need to elaborate on Liu Huangfa's case to the Japanese; theoretically, as long as we have the evidence, we can nail him to the ground.

However, Zhai Yuan didn't have high hopes for this. From the foot of the mountain to the Vietnamese sniper in front of him, there were probably many layers of obstacles in between. Liu Huangfa wouldn't be so stupid as to personally contact the other party.

Shota Tanaka hummed in agreement, glanced at the officer behind him and gave him a few instructions, then turned back to ask with a smile, "Mr. Zhai, how long will you be staying in Japan this time?"

"About half a month, to handle some personal matters." Zhai Yuan handed a cigarette to Tanaka Shota and said with a smile, "In addition, several female celebrities from my company are going to hold a concert at the Tokyo Dome to welcome the arrival of 1990 in Japan."

"A concert at the Taipei Arena? Is that Girls' Generation, who's been getting a lot of commercials lately?"

"That's right, Mr. Tanaka has also heard of it?"

“I didn’t know those female celebrities, but when I saw Jackie Chan on the promotional poster, my two kids insisted on buying tickets to see their idol.”

"Luckily, I didn't bring Jackie Chan with me today."

"Ah! So be it! If he gets injured, it will be even more sensational than the assassination of the South Korean leader. The Japanese will lose all face..."

We chatted for a bit, about this and that.

Shota Tanaka pointed to the officers behind him and said, "These two are VIP protection officers from the Metropolitan Police Department's Security Division. During Mr. Zhai's stay in Japan, the Security Division will provide you with an 8-person team to protect your safety."

The Japanese Police Protection Department is similar in form to Hong Kong's G4 VIP Protection Group, and typically provides protection for high-ranking government officials.

Zhai Yuan's status as a wealthy businessman and a member of parliament is not within the scope of this department's responsibilities.

But the current situation is too special, even sniper rifles are being used, so it wouldn't be surprising if the SAT counter-terrorism special forces were deployed.

Zhai Yuan jokingly said, "Isn't this a bit too extravagant?"

"Of course not, Chairman Zhai's company is an important partner in Japan." Tanaka Shota smiled and winked. "Besides, our Economic Planning Agency doesn't even use up the entire budget allocated to the Security Department every year, so it's time to get them to do something worthwhile..."

…………

In the following days,

Wherever Zhai Yuan went, he was always accompanied by an 8-man squad divided into a close-range group and a flank group.

Regardless of their actual abilities, they were all dressed in suits and ties, equipped with Glock walkie-talkies, making them look quite impressive.

However, having learned from the experience of the top Graves player in the Japanese server, Zhai Yuan still didn't trust the security level of the Japanese guys and always had Weixing and the others accompany him when he went out.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and all was well.

On the day the sniper shot rang out, the Yamashita Gang was almost completely eradicated by the Metropolitan Police Department. This gang was a small-time operation that followed the route of Hong Kong-Japan-Bangkok-Netherlands for toxic flour. In this kind of business, the key is the channels rather than the power, so the fewer members the gang has, the better.

Therefore, the entire gang at the foot of the mountain had no more than fifty members. The Metropolitan Police Department arrested more than thirty of them, but several key members still escaped.

Just as Zhai Yuan had predicted, the clues ended there, and they couldn't be traced back to Liu Huangfa at all.

"Anyway, I didn't have high hopes to begin with, so let's take it one step at a time and proceed cautiously."

Zhai Yuan pondered to himself.

12 month 25 day,
I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in Japan.

Girls' Generation was not well-known. Zhai Yuan led a group of girls to the streets in a swagger. Hai Mei, a cousin, was persuaded by Zhai Yao to go to karaoke a few times. Her relationship with Zhou Huimin and the others gradually improved, and at least on the surface, they could chat and laugh together.

On Christmas Eve, light snow fell on the streets of Tokyo, and the streets were decorated with colorful lights and carols.

Zhai Yuan led the girls into a lodging-style izakaya, thinking they could relax with a few drinks.

Before entering,
Li Lizhen pouted and said, "I want to drink whiskey!"

Zhai Yuan smiled and said, "If you say another word, I'll slap you twice!"

They all sat down on the ground, and the woman in the kimono knelt down and placed several bottles of sake on the table.

"Your concert is just a few days away." After a few drinks, Zhai Yuan smiled at Zhou Huimin, Ye Yuqing, and Li Saifeng and said, "Don't put too much pressure on yourselves. Don't listen to those old folks at the company saying that this is a rare opportunity. You're all such beautiful girls, what does it matter if you sing a wrong note or take a wrong step? Anyway, the tickets have already been sold, and there are absolutely no refunds!"

The girls chuckled softly, and Li Saifeng rolled her eyes at him: "You're not allowed to say such discouraging things before you're even on stage!"

Of all the members, Li Saifeng faced the most pressure. While the others performed ordinary singing and dancing, she had a special performance called "Playing with Spears," which involved many difficult moves in Peking Opera. A slight misstep could lead to a stage accident.

Zhai Yuan squinted and smiled, "What do Japanese guys know about Peking Opera? Even if you kick the spear off the stage, they'll all think you're just doing some interactive fun—like Michael Jackson, who could throw a hat and have a lot of people scrambling to grab it."

Li Saifeng imagined the scene and laughed out loud.

Zhai Yuan tapped the table and then said, "But if you suddenly become popular idols after this concert, you have to promise me one thing."

Zhou Huimin, sitting next to him, tilted her head and asked, "What is it?"

"Of course, we shouldn't create any behind-the-scenes power struggles!"

Zhai Yuan pinched Zhou Huimin's cheek and teased, "People say three women make a drama, but you two... I wonder how many women you have. You could be the queen of dramas!"

Zhai Yuan glanced around, a flippant smile playing on his lips: "Besides, although we're all colleagues, our relationships are actually quite complicated."

Several girls who had had in-depth conversations with President Zhai blushed.
Zhou Huimin lowered her head and pretended to be focused on picking up food.

At that time, the atmosphere in Hong Kong's entertainment and modeling circles was still conservative. Although it was not uncommon for wealthy men to have close private relationships with female stars, it was rare to see a situation like Zhai Yuan's, where they sat around a table together.

On the contrary, Japan is very open in this regard because the culture of agencies and sponsorship makes it easier to maintain a harmonious network of relationships.

Burning Project is full of female celebrities, and every year they have some shocking scandals. Of course, they are called "Sex Enthusiasts". The president, Ikuo Suo, is still vigorous at sixty years old and demands that two Morning Musume members sleep with him every day. Even members of the same level as Saki Takaoka and Minami Tanaka have not been spared.

Needless to say, Johnny & Associates specializes in training male models, focusing on nurturing them from a young age. Of their more than two thousand male stars, how many weren't the male favorites of Johnny Kitagawa and his wife? They even slew Daigo Tiga!
Zhai Yuan wouldn't be so depraved as to allow his female stars to drink and sleep with him in exchange for benefits.

But now is the time to break the ice, at least to avoid future open and covert struggles, and to take the initiative to maintain a balance.

"However, when it comes to these kinds of things, I admit that sometimes I do find myself unable to control myself, after all, we're all adults~"

Seeing that the atmosphere wasn't too bad, Zhai Yuan shamelessly joked again, then changed the subject and asked, "But aren't you all right?"

With that said, apart from Zhou Huimin and Li Saifeng, who were half-coaxed and half-deceived back then, the other girls had no complaints.

Ye Yuqing snorted: "You make it sound like you're losing money!"

Li Lizhen and Bai Anni nodded in agreement.

"No way~" Zhai Yuan said casually, holding Zhou Huimin's small hand under the table, "I'm strong and healthy. At most, I'll lose some physical strength, but it's not a problem at all. Oh, Huimin?"

The atmosphere froze slightly. Faced with such a true rogue, Ye Yuqing and the others could only look on helplessly.

Zhou Huimin did not respond, but pinched Zhai Yuan's hand hard under the table.

Zhai Yuan looked at her with an innocent expression, which earned him a resentful look from Xiao Zhou.

There's no point in hiding anything now that things have come to this.

After pretending to be crazy for a while, Zhai Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least no one threw a glass of wine in my face, so this can be considered a partial success. After everyone has processed it tonight, I'll transform into a homeroom teacher next time and talk to them one by one...

As the boss in Hong Kong who respects women the most, Zhai Yuan felt confident that he could handle a few beautiful women.

An awkward and tense atmosphere suddenly filled the dinner table.

Except for Ye Yuqing, who always considered herself the boss, who remained completely unaffected.
Zhou Huimin, Li Saifeng, and Bai Anni all had somewhat complicated expressions in their eyes.

Li Lizhen? Ha! Of all the girls, she's the wildest. Zhai Yuan even suspects she might be addicted.

There are also two unofficial staff members, including Zhai Yuan's goddaughter.

Having finished her trainee days, Li Zi came to Japan with her group to perform. She overheard her godfather and several seniors' private conversations and felt even more embarrassed than the people involved. She has already started to lower her head and pretend to be deaf and mute.

The first goddaughter, Noriko Sakai, knelt on the tatami mat in the most standard posture of an Eastern woman, her almond-shaped eyes darting around as if watching a spectacle, her gaze towards her godfather carrying a profound meaning...

Sake has a low alcohol content, but by nightfall, the group of people were all slightly tipsy.

We also tried to avoid touching on matters of the heart, and talked more about our experiences in Japan and the upcoming New Year's Eve concert.

Zhou Huimin had the lowest alcohol tolerance. Halfway through her drink, her cheeks turned bright red. She rested her head gently on Zhai Yuan's shoulder, her eyes half-closed, but her fingers were still tightly gripping his sleeve. You could feel the force that wouldn't let go even through the fabric.

"Anyway, let's all relax tonight. Whether you want to continue being a star or have other plans, feel free to speak up."

Zhai Yuan reached out and smoothed a stray strand of hair from Xiao Zhou's head, then raised his glass of wine and chuckled, "But you still need to give it your all in the upcoming performances. Don't let the Japanese singers look down on you. Merry Christmas! Wishing all the beautiful ladies a successful New Year's Eve performance at the Taipei Arena. Cheers!"

……

The izakaya has drinking facilities on the first floor and accommodations on the second floor.

In response to Zhai Yuan's call to demonstrate her effective leadership as team leader, Ye Yuqing, after leaving the dinner table, dragged several team members to the backyard to soak in the hot spring.

Zhai Yuan wanted to join in the fun, but Li Saifeng blocked him at the door with a wall slam.

"Hey!" Li Saifeng raised her eyebrows with a rather heroic air and pointed to the sign at the door that said "Men Not Allowed".

Zhai Yuan watched as the girls walked into the backyard and slammed the wooden door shut. He couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Tsk! They all talk about gender equality, isn't this discrimination? Tomorrow when I see those feminist opinion leaders, I'm definitely going to raise this issue!"

I stood there for a few seconds, and could vaguely hear the sounds of children playing in the hot spring inside. A faint smell of sulfurous steam drifted out from under the door...

Zhai Yuan imagined the wonderful scene inside, rubbed his nose hard, as if he could dispel the heat.

Unfortunately, the two waitresses in kimonos next to him were staring at him warily.

Zhai Yuan had no choice but to clear his throat, pretend to be nonchalant, and slowly walk towards the stairwell.

I went up to the second floor and arrived at my room.

Zhai Yuan pushed open the paper sliding door and casually tossed his coat into the corner.

The snow falling outside the window carried a hint of dampness. The security personnel, dressed in plainclothes, were on duty downstairs, while Weixing and a few others stayed in the car to guard against any emergencies.

"After meeting with a few feminist leaders tomorrow, I'll head back to Hong Kong..."

Zhai Yuan put his hands behind his head, pondering his next move. He shook his head slightly and thought, "Perhaps I should go to Ma Jiao first. Feminism is a shield for public opinion. I need to borrow another knife from Lei Zhendong so that things can get done."

As the effects of the alcohol gradually took hold, Zhai Yuan closed his eyes, his breathing becoming increasingly deep and even.

The night was deep, and snowflakes piled up in a thin layer on the window frame.

In my hazy state, I suddenly felt a scent mixed with sulfur and fragrance in the bed.

A soft, muscular body slipped in from the foot of the tatami bed, sneaking up Zhai Yuan's legs like a thief, until it nestled gently into his arms.

Zhai Yuan squinted slightly, and true to his nature, pinched the other person's pert buttocks: "Stop fooling around~"

The petite girl in his arms stiffened as if startled, but after a few seconds, seeing that Zhai Yuan didn't react, she went limp again, like a kitten, and stuck out her tongue to lick his neck.

Zhai Yuan felt an itch on his neck, rubbed it with his shoulder, and his drowsiness subsided considerably.

Ye Yuqing or Li Lizhen? Where were you all this time? Can't you let people get some sleep?!
The images of two of the most uninhibited girls flashed through Zhai Yuan's mind, and he reluctantly opened his eyes.

What came into view was Noriko Sakai's delicate, porcelain-doll-like face with a touch of baby fat.

"Huh? Huh—"

Zhai Yuan's eyes widened instantly, and he channeled his Japanese instincts, uttering a questioning sound in a colonel's accent.

Under the dim light, Noriko Sakai lay on Zhai Yuan's chest, her large, round almond-shaped eyes sparkling, her cheeks slowly flushing a light red.

"Godfather~"

Noriko Sakai let out a soft cry, propped herself up slightly, and stroked Zhai Yuan's chest with her fingers.

Zhai Yuan then gradually realized that the little girl was only wearing a loose kimono, the front of which was half-closed. With the slightest movement, the fabric would slip down, revealing her smooth shoulders. Underneath the kimono, there was nothing, no lining at all, and her delicate and full breasts were clearly visible.

Perhaps because he had drunk too much tonight, Zhai Yuan felt a bit thirsty.

Zhai Yuan glanced around, licked his lips, and said, "Hey, did you come to the wrong room?"

Noriko Sakai noticed his gaze, but instead of trying to hide it, she stretched her arms like a cat, causing her loose kimono to sag half an inch.

Her Cantonese accent trailed off with a slight lilt, sounding somewhat odd: "Oh, so what do we do? Godfather, are you going to take me home?"

Before the last words had faded, Noriko Sakai leaned down again and gently traced the tip of her tongue across Zhai Yuan's lips.

Zhai Yuan hadn't expected his usually well-behaved goddaughter to be so enthusiastic when she took the initiative. However, seeing her face flushed red under the lights, he suspected she wasn't as calm as she appeared.

"It's windy and snowing heavily outside."

Zhai Yuan smiled and said something, then put his arm around Noriko Sakai's slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Amidst the soft gasps of his goddaughter, he rolled over and pressed her down onto the tatami mat. Zhai Yuan leaned over and said, "When it gets warmer later, your godfather will take you back."

Noriko Sakai finally couldn't help but close her eyes, her eyelashes trembling like feathers, and her voice trembled as well: "My...father—"

With a soft rustling sound, the hem of the kimono quietly fluttered open.

Two silhouettes were reflected on the wall, sometimes near, sometimes far.

The lamplight flickered, and snowflakes drifted slowly down outside the window...

(End of this chapter)