Although the flight time wasn't too long, it was already night time when the two arrived at Naha International Airport, including the time they spent waiting at the airport.
Han Lu contacted the local escort in advance to pick them up at the exit near the airport. On the first night, she booked two rooms at the Hyatt Regency Hotel, a 20-minute drive from the airport. Early the next morning, Han Lu fulfilled her promise before diving. She accompanied Zhang Heng to a nearby shopping mall to buy some clothes and daily necessities.
Seeing Zhang Heng walking out of the fitting room in beach shorts and a T-shirt, Han Lu's eyes lit up. "This outfit looks great. It's as good as the models in the advertisements."
"Really? But we have already bought two sets. Let's forget about this one," Zhang Heng said.
"No, no, no. I like this set. Listen to me," Han Lu took out her credit card. "Yonaguni Island is located at the westernmost tip of Japan. There are no big shopping malls on the island. So, we have to prepare a few more sets of clothes, right?"
Her last question was directed at the local escort.
The latter was a rather handsome young man of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent. He was especially sunny when he smiled, and he exuded the aura of summer. This was also the reason why his service fee had always been high. The standard fee for an ordinary escort was usually 1,000 to 1,500 yen per hour, but he had doubled it to 4,000 yen per hour. Even so, the supply still could not meet the demand.
However, when he saw Han Lu when he went to pick her up at the airport and flashed his signature bright smile, he noticed that the latter was frowning. Han Lu did not expect her assistant to be so blind. Yes, she usually found some handsome men to accompany her when she came to Japan for a vacation. After all, no one disliked good-looking men.
But this time, she was on vacation with Zhang Heng. What was the big deal about finding a handsome local escort?
At this point, Han Lu couldn't fire the local escort right away. It would be too obvious that she was trying to cover up something. So, she could only pinch her nose and accept it.
Of course, the one who suffered the most was the handsome local escort. Although he was the one providing the service, under normal circumstances, no one would pay twice the price just to enjoy the human navigation service. Everyone enjoyed the sun, the sea, and the beach while they chatted about life and ideals. This was the real value of this service.
This time, when the local escort saw Han Lu walking out of the pick-up gate, he felt his heart skip a beat. Then, he saw the frown on her face.
This was the first time the local escort received such a direct rejection. Fortunately, he only dropped the two of them off at the hotel that night. He did not have much contact with them. The next day, he finally realized what it meant to be a tool.
Han Lu would only talk to him when she needed an interpreter or when she was going somewhere. The rest of the time, she acted as if she did not see him at all.
Even though the sky was clear and the sea breeze was blowing gently, the local escort's mood was as bitter as the harsh winter. He could only force a smile on his face and casually chimed in, "Yeah."
"Let's swipe the card then." Han Lu finally made the decision. In fact, she did not take the local escort's opinion to heart. She was just using him to persuade Zhang Heng.
Sure enough, Zhang Heng did not object after that. Neither he nor Han Lu were short of money now. Naturally, they would not be too bothered about a set of clothes.
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It turned out that women of all ages and occupations had great enthusiasm when it came to shopping. Although Han Lu said she was here to buy clothes for Zhang Heng, she would not turn a blind eye to the clothes she liked. In the end, the two spent the whole morning shopping.
Not only did Zhang Heng buy five sets of clothes, but Han Lu also bought a lot of cosmetics, shoes, and bags for herself. When they walked out of the mall, the local escort's body was full of shopping bags.
"It's getting late. It's time to find a place to have lunch." Han Lu said as she looked at the wanderer map behind her. "Are there any special restaurants nearby?"
"I don't know." The local escort shook his head.
"You don't know?" Han Lu frowned. "You charge 4,000 yen an hour. Don't you even do this little homework?"
It would have been better if Han Lu hadn't mentioned it, but the local escort was pissed off. He charged 4,000 yen per hour, and no one had ever treated him as a mobile drying rack. With his handsome appearance, it was not like he could not find an employer. There was no need for him to toil here and earn some hard-earned money.
There were many young and beautiful girls in the world waiting for him to fill the emptiness in their hearts. At the thought of this, the local escort straightened his back again. "I'm sorry, Miss Han. I'm not feeling well. I may not be able to be your guide anymore."
Before Han Lu could say anything, he continued, "I will refund all the fees I have received. I'm sorry for the trouble I have caused you."
After that, the local escort put all the shopping bags on the side of the road. At this moment, he felt that he was incomparably magnificent, like Mr. Jingjie who would never bend his back for even a few buckets of rice.
"Of course, you can leave. I don't need you to refund the money, but you have to wait until we find a new local escort and hand over the work." Han Lu had not liked this guy for a long time. He charged 4,000 yen an hour, but he could not even provide the most basic service. On top of that, he looked lethargic and had no sense of service at all. Just when Han Lu was worried that she could not find an excuse to fire him, she did not expect him to bring it up first.
"Now, find us a restaurant first." Han Lu took out her mobile phone and was about to contact her assistant to replace the local escort. However, Zhang Heng said, "Forget it. There's no need to go through so much trouble. Anyway, we are going to Yonaguni Island. If it's just a daily communication, I will translate for you."
After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he stopped an old couple who were about to cross the road and politely asked them if there were any restaurants nearby that they could recommend.
When the local escort heard the conversation between the three, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Of course, people who hired local escorts didn't understand the local language. Otherwise, they could go wherever they wanted, and why would they need a local escort? Besides, Zhang Heng didn't show any sign that he could understand Japanese. He had been very quiet during the translation.
This also made the local escort take it for granted that Zhang Heng did not understand Japanese. However, when Zhang Heng spoke, he spoke in a standard Tokyo accent. The local escort was shocked, and he even wondered if the two of them really spent 4,000 yen an hour just to find a mobile drying rack. Had he misunderstood her intentions from the very beginning?
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