Jia Yapeng thought that Tamiya would not be able to resist the temptation of 400 million, so Jia Yapeng was full of confidence.
In the afternoon of the next day, when Jia Yapeng came to the restaurant again, he found that Honda Ichiro was already sitting there waiting for him.
"This is a good sign!" Jia Yapeng said to himself, but the other party's next sentence made Jia Yapeng feel a slight chill in his heart.
"We can agree to your proposal!" The other party's words first made Jia Yapeng happy, but then he immediately said, "We can sign the contract with you immediately, but at the same time, we also hope to get the 400 million yen signing fee immediately!"
"Sorry, I may not have made it clear yesterday, that is, the signing fee is not paid in a lump sum, but in installments. For five years, I will pay 80 million yen every year!" Jia Yapeng explained.
"That's fine too!" Honda Ichiro looked at Jia Yapeng lightly, "Then please show us the 80 million yen check first, Mr. Jia Yapeng, so that I can be sure that you have the ability to pay this amount!"
"Well, to be honest, the funds are a bit insufficient now, but as long as you give me half a year, I guarantee that I can get 80 million yen!" Jia Yapeng said sincerely.
"Sure enough, Miss Natsume was right. Mr. Jia Yapeng, you are a liar!" Honda Ichiro stood up and said coldly, "Mr. Jia, if you can put the 80 million yen check in front of me before noon tomorrow, then I am willing to sign the contract with you. Otherwise, we will reach an agreement with the Wanfu Group tomorrow afternoon!"
"I understand!" Jia Yapeng sighed, then nodded and said, "No need to wait until noon tomorrow. I never talk big, and I will not try to do things that I can't do. You can sign the contract with the Wanfu Group. I give up this cooperation, and at the same time, I apologize to you for disturbing your precious time!"
"Thank you, Mr. Jia. You are a very outstanding talent, and your eloquence is really moving. I think we may have a chance to meet in the future, if you don't break the law and get put in prison?" Honda Ichiro said with a smile.
"Of course not, I have always abided by the law, and I am a great citizen!" Jia Yapeng also smiled, and Honda Ichiro got up and was ready to leave.
"Wait!" Jia Yapeng stopped Honda Ichiro, "Mr. Honda Ichiro, who is Miss Natsume? Does she know me?"
"Then you have to ask Miss Natsume, but she is now out on a trip. You have to search the whole Yukun City to find her, hahaha!" Honda Ichiro left with a smile. Jia Yapeng nodded, and then went directly to the counter. Fortunately, the receptionist was the same one from yesterday. It seemed that he didn't need to waste his breath.
"Hello, Mr. Reporter!" The receptionist also knew Jia Yapeng. When she saw him, she greeted him very kindly.
"Hello!" Jia Yapeng smiled slightly, "By the way, Miss Natsume asked me to tell you that her room is a little dirty, and she hopes that you can clean it immediately!"
"Okay, I understand!" The receptionist didn't dare to neglect. She took a small notebook and checked it. Then she immediately picked up a phone and said, "Work room! Work room, Room 5147 needs to be cleaned. Please clean it immediately! "
"Okay, thank you!" Jia Yapeng smiled gratefully, and then went straight to the fifth floor through the elevator. When he stood at the door of Room 5147, a cleaner with a cart came late.
"You finally came. It's so dirty inside. Hurry up and clean it!" When Jia Yapeng saw the cleaner, he immediately pretended to be very annoyed and said in Japanese.
The cleaner was shocked and didn't dare to say anything. He opened the door immediately and walked in. There were only some daily necessities and clothes, but no one was inside.
The cleaner immediately began to clean the room, and Jia Yapeng lay on the bed quite naturally, not caring if there was a woman's underwear on the bed.
Seeing Jia Yapeng so comfortable and natural, the cleaner naturally thought that Jia Yapeng was a guest here. He didn't have any other thoughts. After cleaning the room with the fastest and most serious attitude in his life, he let Jia Yapeng check it.
Jia Yapeng also carefully wiped the table and sink. After making sure that there was no dust on his fingers, he let the cleaner leave as if he had been granted amnesty.
"I've heard people say that Fusangpeople are all damn clean freaks. It's true. The room is so clean, but it still feels dirty!" The cleaner muttered softly after leaving the room. In fact, the room was kept quite clean. There wasn't even a speck of dirt on the floor. Only a few places were a little dirty.
Therefore, for the rest of the cleaner's life, she was very keen on telling others that Fusangpeople were all obsessed with cleanliness and that they were all abnormally strict!
Many stories about Fusangpeople were spread by this cleaner.
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"Planting the sun, planting the sun …" Jia Yapeng hummed a tune as he watched TV. He didn't know how long he had waited, but finally, there was the sound of the door opening. Then, the door opened.
"Strange, I didn't turn off the TV when I went out?" A familiar female voice sounded in his ear.
Then, Jia Yapeng saw a familiar girl in a pure white dress. He saw her waving and saying, "Hi!"
"Ah! Save me! "The little girl immediately covered her mouth and let out a series of ear-piercing screams.
"Stop screaming. The soundproofing here is very good!" Jia Yapeng said with a smile on his face. "The buildings of the 90s are more solid. The soundproofing is excellent. Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will be able to hear you!"
"What do you want?" The girl shut her mouth and pulled out a fruit knife from the coffee table. She pointed it at Jia Yapeng and asked nervously.
"What do I want?" Jia Yapeng curled his lips. "Actually, I came to find you this time to ask what you want."
"I had a good business deal, but you messed it up. Don't you think I should look for you?"
"You knew that I was the one who found Uncle Honda? Uncle Honda told you? "The girl asked in surprise.
"Half of it. He said that a Miss Xiamu exposed my true identity. Xiamu is the surname of the Fusangpeople. I've never seen many Fusang girls in my life, so I thought it was only you!" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.
"… You're not stupid …" The girl muttered, then stared at Jia Yapeng and asked, "How did you get in? My room was clearly locked! "
"Just a little trick. It's not worth mentioning!" Jia Yapeng laughed. It wasn't that he couldn't say these tricks, but if Jia Yapeng said it, the cleaner and the receptionist would be in trouble. Jia Yapeng didn't want to hurt other innocent people.
"So you're a thief!" The girl snorted. "Jia Yapeng, I'll ask you again. What do you want to do by sneaking into my room?"
"I'm short of a secretary recently. How about it? Are you interested in working for me?" Jia Yapeng said with a smile.
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