The Korean way of bowing was to lower one's head and not bend one's waist. If one were to show respect to their elders, they would kneel. However, the Japanese not only lowered their heads, but also bowed. They were very particular about how much they bowed and where they placed their hands.
Li He tilted his head and looked at the old man. It was an old acquaintance. No wonder he looked so familiar.
The group of people on the other side had also noticed him. They lowered their voices and whispered to each other.
Originally, Li He's yellow-skinned face was nothing strange. Malaysia consisted of three major ethnic groups: Malays, Chinese, and Indians. Although the number of Chinese was not the highest, there were definitely a lot of them. Therefore, if the other party had not glanced at Li He's side, he might not have noticed them.
The old man walked towards Li He and bowed politely. He then said in fluent Chinese, "Mr. Li Sang, it's a pleasure to meet you again."
"Mr. Umehara Moji, it's fate that brings us together." The old man stretched out his hand. Li He shook it out of politeness. He, the Second Brother Li, had this much self-restraint. In fact, he quite admired this old man. Last time, he was so ruthless, but at this moment, he could still be so elegant and courteous. He turned to Guo Dongyun and sighed. "There's one thing I really admire about the Japanese. They are good at hiding a dagger behind a smile. We should learn from them. It's not hard to be a hypocrite, but it's hard to be a hypocrite for life! "
Guo Dongyun and the others behind him laughed heartily.
"Baka!" A tall Japanese behind Umehara Moji glared at Li He. If not for Umehara Moji holding him back, he might have rushed towards Li He.
Dong Hao was observant and could tell that the tall man was a martial artist. If the tall man dared to take another step forward, he would have clenched his fist and greeted him.
"Mr. Umehara is a civilized man. There's no need to make such a fuss." Li He pushed Dong Hao aside and smiled at Umehara Moji. "Mr. Umehara, is there something you need from me?"
"Don't worry about me. I hope to see you again." Umehara Moji bowed towards Li He again and turned to leave.
"What a pity."
Li He looked at the silhouettes of the other party and sighed.
"What's a pity?" Guo Dongyun was confused.
"The Withered Samurai Spirit!" Li He naturally hoped that the other party would disembowel him at the slightest disagreement!
Why didn't he perform a C-section after suffering such a great grievance?
In his opinion, it was a degeneration of the samurai spirit!
Guo Dongyun obviously didn't understand, but she didn't ask any more questions.
Only Dong Hao, Qi Hua, and the others laughed along.
Li He said to Guo Dongyun, "Dong Hao and the others are not familiar with this place. Ask your men to find out why these Japanese are here."
It was not Old Li's style not to get involved, especially when it came to the Japanese who had old and new grudges against him.
Guo Dongyun said, "Don't worry. I'll arrange for someone to investigate immediately. I don't know this old man, but I've seen the middle-aged man behind him. He's the current president of the Fujita Group, Umehara Dayoshi. But I think it's still related to trade. Before the 1970s, Indonesia, Malaysia, the Philippines, and Thailand of the four ASEAN countries were Japan's largest trading partners in East Asia. Although they were later surpassed by the Four Little Dragons, the trade volume was still very large. "
Li He said, "That old man is his father, the previous president of the Fujita Group, Umehara Moji."
"So it's him. I heard that he's the leader of the Japanese chemical industry." Guo Dongyun suddenly realized.
Li He said, "So it's definitely not a small matter for the two of them to come together. It'll be easy to find out. Maybe we can find out by checking the recent news."
Guo Dongyun nodded and turned around to instruct the secretary beside her to do it.
Li He smoked his cigarette. He wanted to step on the ground out of habit, but when he saw the magnificence of the place, he had an idea and passed it to Qi Hua.
Qi Hua put the cigarette in the puddle of water on the ground and put it out. He stood up and threw it into the trash can.
After entering the hotel and reaching the elevator, Li He bumped into Umehara Moji and the others again when the elevator was still descending from the 20th floor.
"Mr. Umehara, isn't it the principle of 'first come first serve'?" He greeted him warmly again.
"Then, Mr. Li, have you heard of 'the first to strike' or 'the first to be respected'?" Umehara Moji squinted his eyes and looked at Li He. At their level and status, they had to think about other people's words in order to understand the deeper meaning behind them.
He didn't believe that Li He would say something so casual.
Was he hinting at something?
"Mr. Umehara, please go first." The elevator had already arrived. Neither party fought to get in. Li He was very humble. At least he had to be worthy of the old man's many bows.
"Thank you." Umehara Moji didn't stand on ceremony and brought his people into the elevator first.
This group of people filled the elevator. Li He and the others didn't follow them in. They waited for the other elevator.
The other elevator had been occupied by Guo Dongyun's bodyguards. Anyone who wanted to get close to it was stopped. Although the people who were stopped were angry, when they saw the attitude of Li He's group, they were smart enough to know that a wise man submits to circumstances.
"It's better to keep a low profile." Although Li He said that, he still got into the elevator.
"It's fine. Those I don't know don't have any background." Guo Dongyun said it in a domineering manner. How could she not know what Li He meant? He was being humble on the surface, but he was actually reminding her not to offend people. After all, they weren't the local tyrant here.
"That's good." Li He felt at ease when he heard that.
After staying in the hotel for one night, he slept until around ten o 'clock. Although flying wasn't physically taxing, it was mentally and emotionally taxing.
Guo Dongyun and the others were already waiting in the restaurant. Li He looked at the delicacies on the table and asked with a smile, "Is this breakfast or lunch?"
Guo Dongyun said, "This is some local specialties that I asked the chef to make. You can eat it as you like. It's fine as long as it's refreshing."
"What is this made of?" When Li He saw the noodles, he naturally ate the noodles first. However, when he chewed, he realized that it wasn't noodles. It was a thick soup with a slightly sour taste.
Guo Dongyun explained, "It's actually rice noodles. It's just that the soup is more special. It's made with galangal flowers, turmeric, shallot, and other spices. It's mainly sour and spicy."
"There's a taste of citric acid? Doesn't seem like it? "Li He smacked it but couldn't taste it.
Guo Dongyun shook her head. "It's mainly the taste of tamarind. The sourness of citric acid is limited. I just asked Qi Hua and he doesn't have any plans today. Do you want me to be your tour guide?"
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