Yes, Prime Minister of Japan
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Li Xinghe cooked dinner while Fuji Rie changed into home clothes and did the housework. Although it was their first meeting, they surprisingly got along well.
The two of them talked about many family matters. Li Xinghe wandered around after his parents divorced, with nowhere to go. Fuji Rie was also a single parent since childhood, and lived with her mother working in Tokyo. A dish of fried tomato and eggs captured the heart of the cousin.
It seems that they all lack family affection, so Fuji Rie warned them seriously:
"Your mother has been separated from you since you were young. You must go see her when you come back this time..."
She fell silent while talking, and when Li Xinghe turned around, he saw that she was so tired that she had fallen asleep on the sofa.
"sister?"
She looked haggard, with her tangled black hair falling on her cheeks, and her pale pink lips slightly dry, as if calling for moisture. A deep ravine could be vaguely seen in her loose home clothes, and she leaned against the sofa with her waist, and her tight pajamas tightly squeezed her peach-like buttocks. The faint sound of her breathing was panting in the quiet room.
If it was a young boy, he would have probably been fooled. But fortunately, Li Xinghe had undergone strict seduction training.
After all, this sister doesn’t even want to show her cleavage to seduce others.
Who doesn’t love a big sister with a ponytail who is serious, old-fashioned, and yet a little cunning?
"It's not like I've never seen someone not wearing it."
Quickly calming his lustful heart, he helped her up with great effort and pushed her to the bedroom on the second floor of the duplex which had only half a wall.
Suddenly, a breaking news popped up on the TV, and the pretty and lovely anchor reported in a nervous tone:
"Prime Minister Motegi led the cabinet to announce the resignation of the whole cabinet, and did not designate a successor. The Liberal Democratic Party will announce the new prime minister and cabinet list within 5 days. At this critical moment, former Prime Minister Motegi called on the people to unite as one..."
Li Xinghe's ears pricked up alertly.
Mogi Okitoshi, isn't he running too fast?
According to Japanese election rules, the Liberal Democratic Party he represents can now appoint another member of parliament to replace the position left by Motegi Okitoshi.
However, given the extremely low support rate of the LDP, they can either prepare for a transitional government until the election or drag it out to the end. It seems that the LDP has chosen to drag it out. It would rather drag out public opinion to the end in order to maintain its current ruling position.
Then the remaining adjustment period of less than half a year will probably be a time of bloody fighting.
From this perspective, the relay provocations by Congressman Miyake Goto and the US Consul General in Japan are just the beginning, and are also part of the campaign to elect another tough anti-China prime minister.
He has to work hard.
On the second floor, Fuji Rie, who seemed to be exhausted and fell asleep, secretly poked her head out and glanced at her cousin who was sitting on the sofa, turning off the TV, and continuing to study busily with his notebook.
"This little devil my aunt told me about is totally different..."
She had already prepared handcuffs, and if the boy did anything wrong, she would take him to the Otsuka Police Station across the street.
But he behaved well and didn't cause any trouble during the two attempts. Moreover, his eyes were clear, and he didn't look like a crazy kid who would fly leaves and inhale laughing gas to cause trouble.
"Let's wait and see."
Fuji Rie pulled the bed curtains and fell asleep quietly hugging her pillow.
'He's quite thoughtful.'
Li Xinghe turned his head speechlessly and glanced at the stairs to the second-floor bedroom. He was impressed by the cleverness of this sister behind her conservativeness, and went back to study Miyake Goto's experience.
In the corner of his personal campaign website, he found that the old man's daughter had applied for the Tokyo University's School of Communication, just like himself.
The world line seems to converge at this point.
"Old man, you don't want anything to happen to your daughter, do you?"
Li Xinghe drafted a "Reform Offensive" exclusively for "Miyake Goto" and registered it in a document on Baidu Netdisk.
When I woke up the next morning, the file had disappeared.
Meaning: Agree to try.
If it turns into another diary entry, it indicates rejection.
If it's still hanging but the contents have been deleted, it's an emergency signal to evacuate immediately.
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Chapter 5 is the turtle's head
The next day, Saturday, at six in the morning, Fuji Rie got up on time, first checked Li Xinghe's trash can to see if there was a mysterious little paper ball, and then pulled Li Xinghe up to run, without caring at all about his poor brother who was tired and weak from the long journey.
As the school starts on April 4st, Li Xinghe is very busy.
Applying for a residence card, registering a residence, preparing phone cards and bank cards, all sorts of things took up the whole day. Fortunately, she had her old-fashioned sister, Fuji Rie, to take care of her, so in the afternoon, after she had basically finished her work, she took the subway with Li Xinghe to report to the University of Tokyo.
“This is the University of Tokyo...”
Although it was Li Xinghe who went to school, Fuji Rie, who graduated from an ordinary university, had the most feelings.
"Let's go, the East Asia Exchange College is a separate campus." Li Xinghe pulled her.
Following the instructions, the two entered the academic affairs meeting room.
Simple black short-sleeved shirt, blue jeans and white sneakers, simple yet neat temperament, although the two siblings are distantly related, they look surprisingly similar. If Ma Misato can be a big star, her niece and son must be no worse. Fuji Rie has a slender figure, beautiful and fleshy, thin and long eyebrows, a pair of shining bright phoenix eyes, a high and white nose bridge, and long and straight legs. With a little care, she has the temperament of an urban beauty. Next to her is her brother who is as good-looking as a replica.
The two of them were almost equally beautiful, attracting the attention of a bunch of Japanese and Korean students in the hall.
However, this handsome man, beautiful woman, brother and sister sat in the college living room from nine in the morning to two in the afternoon. All the Japanese and Korean students around them left, and it was not Li Xinghe's turn to be called.
Fuji Rie clenched her fists, veins popping out on her stern expression:
"Why isn't it our turn yet?"
Li Xinghe was already smiling.
I had heard that bullying was serious in Japan, but I didn't expect to be ostracized on the first day.
In fact, I should have noticed when I first arrived that the majority of the students in the reception room were from Japan and South Korea, and there was no Chinese student at all. It can be seen that regardless of whether the purpose of establishing this college is to promote international exchanges, the college's management has actually been excluding Chinese students and refusing exchanges.
Or maybe the confrontation in the East China Sea hasn’t hit the painful spot.
He stood up and walked to the front desk, looking at the female staff who was a little timid and dared not look at him, and showed a warm and infatuated smile: "Excuse me, who is in charge of admissions reception?"
The front desk administrator certainly didn't want to get involved in this mess, but when she turned around and saw Li Xinghe's smile, she was suddenly fascinated and said at a loss:
"The person in charge of the admission of new students in this academy is Ishikawa Hajime, the head of the Academic Affairs Section."
So Li Xinghe directly pulled Fuji Rie, kicked open Ishikawa Ichi's office, and looked at the bald middle-aged man coldly: "Hello, new students reporting, my name is Li Xinghe."
When Ishikawa saw Li Xinghe's indifferent expression, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
A Chinese person is being arrogant in his own territory.
As for his sister, Ishikawa's eyes lit up. She was a natural beauty.
He made up his mind to play a trick on the boy, and perhaps with a little blackmail, he could win the girl.
Ishikawa Hajime did a good job on the surface. He pretended to be enthusiastic and searched around, then suddenly slapped his bald forehead:
"Huaren, I never thought that there are students from there in the Communication College. Let me look for your student record... Oh, sorry, I forgot it somewhere else. I suggest you try again tomorrow..."
But Li Xinghe didn't indulge him.
He raised his leg and kicked Ishikawa Ichi's desk.
Then he took out the Amei passport:
"It seems I have to go back and call the U.S. Embassy in Japan. If an A-American citizen is treated like this in an island country, I can't help but wonder if this school and this dean of academic affairs will choose a pro-China path? I seriously doubt that you, especially you, have objections to our country's foreign policy. Not only will I complain to the embassy, I will also write to major international journals to make your attitude clear to them."
In front of many teachers and Fuji Rie, Li Xinghe pinched his waist in a gangster manner and ridiculed Ishikawa Hajime in English and Japanese.
Such American-style sarcasm, which was full of sarcasm and unreasonable, made Ishikawa feel nervous and scared instinctively.
When the real Li Xinghe was born, it coincided with the popular trend of going to the United States to give birth to children. He was sent to Los Angeles, California, and after he was born and obtained American citizenship, he was taken care of by his grandparents and nanny. He transferred to Canada to go to school in junior high school. This is a typical life path for the second generation of rich people.
So he has always held American citizenship.
The domineering little passport is naturally an American passport.
"Ah? America?"
Ishikawa was about to get angry when a flattering smile came from his genes. He was about to curse and pinch his waist, but it suddenly bent down like a servant.
'altogether!'
In the academic world, this is a serious crime, and if you are not careful you can end up in ruin and lose your reputation.
Moreover, it is not just a matter of communication.
The goals of the University of Tokyo's new School of East Asian Communication are extremely complex.
Apart from the pro-China faction's intention to promote diplomatic exchanges among China, Japan and South Korea, the Americans certainly will not lose face. They have invested a lot of manpower and material resources in it, clearly wanting the two dogs of Japan and South Korea to unite and bite the Eastern giant next door together.
Could this Chinese American be related to this?
The fact that he was able to enroll as an American citizen speaks volumes. The school's admissions review is entirely based on the candidate's background.
"It seems you really don't believe it. It doesn't matter. I have some connections with the embassy in both the United States and Canada. You wait..."
Li Xinghe really took out his cell phone.
It's not that he is arrogant, but he has discovered the instinct of Japanese people to lick the Americans.
"Feel sorry!"
Ishikawa hurriedly bent 60 degrees and apologized. This was a "serious mistake" for the islanders to apologize for.
Li Xinghe dialed the phone indifferently.
"I am so sorry!"
Ishikawa Ichiger bent down further and sank to ninety degrees.
This means not making excuses for the big mistakes you have made.
"Hello? Embassy? I'm looking for Counselor Maria..." Li Xinghe did call the Japanese Embassy, and he really wanted to talk to Maria Andres. Of course, this kind of nonsense call will definitely not be answered.
"I am extremely sorry, please forgive my mistake!"
Ishikawa was so frightened that he immediately knelt down in front of Li Xinghe, with the flattery towards the Americans almost flowing out of his face.
This is the second most sincere apology after the abdication from the throne.
Ishikawa Hajime was arrogant at first but became respectful later, which makes people laugh when thinking about it.
Seeing that her cousin had made the head of the academic affairs department so anxious with just a few words, Fuji Rie clenched her fist and looked at him again.
Arrogant, ruffian, vicious, and unyielding, the American banana man's face is completely different from the well-behaved and cute little brother last night.
At this time, Li Xinghe picked up the form on the table:
"Let me check my messages..."
Li Xinghe quickly retrieved the personal information of the daughter of anti-China congressman Miyake Goto, including her home address, phone number and Japanese ID card number, and recorded them in his mind.
Looking back at Ishikawa Ichi who was kneeling shamelessly, Li Xinghe smiled calmly: "Mr. Ishikawa is very loyal to our country. Don't worry, you can come to me if you have any problems in the future, and I will help you."
It is inappropriate for a student to say this to a teacher, but it is normal for an American to say this to an islander.
There is still a long way to go to change the current situation, including the attitude of the entire island nation towards the Eastern power.
But there happened to be a precedent in the United States. As long as Dad's big iron stick (referring to the garrison) was inserted, the arrogant Japanese would immediately obey.
But if you count it this way, the big iron stick of Neon Country’s wild father is no longer effective, and the big iron stick of the new father has just come in...
Isn't Li Xinghe himself...
He slapped his hands speechlessly:
"Fuck, what are you comparing me to?"
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Chapter 6: Politics of Managing People
Coming out of the Academic Affairs Office, Li Xinghe shyly smiled at Fuji Rie and asked:
"Is my sister going to tell mom about me? You have to learn to get along with others in Canada and the United States, otherwise you won't be able to survive."
Fuji Rie's eyes suddenly became much gentler when she looked at him.
Juvenile crime is an extremely common problem in North America, and there are many records of gangs and fraternities bullying, harassing, and tricking new students into doing bad things.
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