Professor Zhang is idle and has nothing to do, and looks at the excitement.

"If the suit is small, make a bigger one, or put away the belly, people still think we lack fabric."

Professor Zhang tugged at the hem of the fat boy's suit.

Director Bai reprimanded: "Go and change it, change it now, there is no big one, if it's too late, I have a few sets, go get one for you." ”

You can't lose your identity in this group for a set of clothes, Director Bai is serious.

Professor Zhang walked around and saw the guest water sign in the front row, which actually had his own name in it, and he beckoned: "Xiao Zhang, come here!" ”

Zhang Lin was busy, and ran over: "Old Zhang! ”

"Remove this one and replace it with something else." Professor Zhang picked up the water card and handed it to him.

Zhang Lin scratched his head: "It can't be withdrawn, these are all arranged by Director Tan and reviewed by Director Han." ”

Professor Zhang was unhappy: "How to do things is always courageous, and if you eat a chicken, you will shrink your head and brain, and you will be dragged with mud and water if you are asked to withdraw a water card." ”

"There are so many foreigners watching, I'm an eighty-year-old man sitting here, if I don't know, I think that Sanbola can't produce talents, the old, weak, sick and disabled have all been pulled out to make up the numbers, withdraw, what does Han Jiangong have to say, let him find me!" Professor Zhang was categorical.

Zhang Lin had no choice but to withdraw temporarily and report to Director Tan later.

Director Tan is hanging a bronze medal in the Institute of Orthopedics, which will be hung up today and unveiled tomorrow.

Song Zimo walked over while making a phone call, and Zhang Lin asked, "Didn't you go to pick up Takahashi Fumiya?" Director Tian didn't find you just now? ”

"No, he declined our arrangement and went to the accommodation himself." Song Zimo can speak Japanese, so he was arranged to pick up Fumiya Takahashi.

"What the hell, you still dislike us." Zhang Lin scolded.

When Fumiya Takahashi arrived, the news spread, and many doctors were very excited.

The international nature of this meeting was confirmed, and Fumiya Takahashi, the big bull of the University of Tokyo Hospital, really arrived.

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Good weather, Nandu airport.

This is the second time Takahashi has come to China, and he is a little reluctant, but Mr. Fujiwara's assignment, he can't refuse, he can only obey.

As soon as he got off the plane, he put on a Kowa mask, frowned, and said, "Miss Miyuki had better wear a mask too." ”

Fujiwara Miyuki was a little dissatisfied: "Is it necessary?" ”

"Of course it is necessary! You're a first-time visitor to China and don't know much about it, where smog often envelops the city, multiplying the incidence of lung cancer, and every time I visit, I get obvious respiratory irritation. ”

Takahashi also coughed a few times, showing that the symptoms came so quickly, and it wasn't that he was lying.

"You seem to have only come to China for the second time, right?" Miyuki Fujiwara felt that Takahashi's use of the word "every time" was a bit exaggerated.

Takahashi senses Miyuki Fujiwara's displeasure and shuts up so as not to upset her.

The two of them each brought their assistants, a group of four, to board the plane from Narita International Airport, Japan Airlines JL087, flew for five hours and 25 minutes, and now landed at Nanto Airport.

The tall Fujiwara Miyuki walked through the lobby of the airport like a star, holding a coat in her hand, attracting countless eyes, coveted by men, and envied by women.

In fact, she is a star, with a height of 1.78 meters, a beautiful face, once starry on the catwalk, the champion of the Victoria's Secret show, and a high degree of education, how many Japanese men are goddesses in their minds.

Fumiya Takahashi and Jiro Sasaki are her avid suitors, and in Japanese high society, countless men, both old and young, are salivating.

Helplessly, the Fujiwara family is a prominent family in Japan and has strong strength.

Therefore, for these men, Fujiwara Miyuki can only watch from a distance, and she doesn't even dare to reach out to the thought.

And Takahashi looks obscene, and walking with Fujiwara Miyuki is very easy to make people think of beating him together.

Coming out of Terminal 1, Miss Yoko, who greeted them, was already waiting at the exit, holding a Japanese signboard in her hand.

"Welcome Miss Fujiwara and Mr. Takahashi!"

Miyuki Fujiwara and Takahashi saw the Japanese welcome sign at a glance.

"Is it Manager Yoko Inoue?" Takahashi asked.

"Welcome Miss Fujiwara and Mr. Takahashi!"

Yoko bowed, the etiquette of meeting was Japanese, Fujiwara and Takahashi returned the salute, and under the guidance of Yoko, walked for a few minutes to the P1 parking lot.

A Toyota Alpha waited for a long time, the driver wore white gloves, gently pulled the car door, and Yoko said guiltily: "Miss Fujiwara and Mr. Takahashi have worked hard, please get in the car!" ”

Miyuki Fujiwara gracefully boarded the Alpha, where she sat in the front row with her assistant, while Takahashi and her assistant sat in the second row.

Whether it is the principle of ladies first, or the status of a member of the Fujiwara family, such an arrangement is a must.

The driver drives smoothly, does not nod when braking, does not push his back when starting, and the target is ThePrince Akatoki, an upscale Japanese-style hotel in G City.

ThePrinceAkatoki, an upscale hotel chain owned by Prince Hotels in Japan, and the shareholders behind Prince Hotels are the Fujiwara family.

A hotel, in the business of a strong consortium, is not even a hair.

But when I arrived in G City, China, there was only one hotel that could be used for my own stay, and Yoko Inoue, the executive director of the hotel, decided that she had to pick up the airport in person when she received a notice from the Japanese headquarters.

"Miss Miyuki, this is your first time in China, and there are earth-shaking changes taking place here, with high-speed railways extending in all directions, wide highways, bustling business districts, and dense factories--" Yoko felt that calling her Miss Miyuki was more respectful than calling Fujiwara by her last name.

"You don't see that they also have a place called an urban village, hidden behind high-rise buildings, where sewage flows and is crowded, and fat rats swagger through the city during the day, and they also build so-called scenic walls along the highway to block the dilapidated places behind them, so that the places that spoil the image do not enter the tourists' field of vision." Takahashi was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but speak again.

"I think that even in the United States, which people all over the world yearn for, there are drugs and guns, slums, and robberies in the subway, and Japan is the same, even in a golden world like Ginza, there is dirt and helplessness behind it." Miyuki Fujiwara is impatient with Takahashi's prejudices.

Miyuki has loved Chinese culture since she was a child, she knows Chinese, can recite Tang poems, has read the four great classics, and her favorite Japanese city is Kyoto, because it retains ancient architecture in the style of the Tang Dynasty.

When Miyuki came to China for the first time, she looked out the car window in novelty, and she was constantly amazed.

Magnificent airports, brand new highways, and factories.

This great nation is being revived, and no one can stand in her way.

Takahashi, too prejudiced!

"Every country has its shortcomings, especially the fast-growing countries, and I don't think that means anything, they're changing, they're changing every day, it's great." Miyuki is like a child, and she can't contain her excitement.

Vibrant, atmospheric, this is the China of her dreams.

She often dreams that she is in the classical Tang Dynasty, wearing beautiful Tang clothes, and passing across the bridge with her head bowed shyly amid the sound of the piano.

"Look, that's an all-electric bus!"

Miyuki has seen electric buses from China in Japan without any exhaust emissions.

High-speed rail, speeding through the viaduct.

"Shinkansen?" Miyuki almost screamed.

China's high-speed rail is better than the Shinkansen.

With a land area of 9.6 million square kilometers, what is the concept of high-speed rail extending in all directions, Miyuki closed her eyes and imagined.

"I'm going to stay here a little longer, I'm going to take the high-speed train and walk around."

"Yoko is willing to be a guide for Miss Miyuki."

"There's no fuss, it's just a copy of our Japanese."

Takahashi was very disgusted by Fujiwara Miyuki's performance, and if others were like this, he wouldn't care, but as a young lady of the Fujiwara family, he was obsessed with China.

"Imitation? Which of the chasers did not start with imitation, Japan did not start with imitation of Europe, and the United States did not start with imitation of Europe? Is the car original in Japan? Is it original in the United States? ”

Miyuki disagrees with Takahashi and hates his arrogance.

I hate that he always looks at his dream land with a disdainful eye.

"It's all industrial areas, and all kinds of products are constantly coming off the assembly line and being shipped all over the world."

Yoko introduced Miss Miyuki to Ms. Miyuki that she has been in China for five years and is very familiar with this place.

"Most of these factories are low-tech processing plants, and workers rely on overtime to get a meager wage. Because of overtime, overwork, unprotected production, and the daily crushing of fingers by machines, a large number of cases have given birth to a group of doctors with excellent microsurgical skills. ”

Takahashi is indignant, and it is his responsibility to let Miss Miyuki know that she has lost her way.

Although Miyuki is the young lady of the Fujiwara family and the sister of her teacher Fujiwara Masao, she is also a colleague with Takahashi, so Takahashi speaks more boldly and will not be as thoughtful and biting as Yoko.

"They sent the Jade Rabbit to the moon, built the Beidou satellite navigation satellite system, ambitiously planned to build a space station, will become the second country to land on the moon, and completed an unimaginable turn in a few decades, but it is so unbearable in your eyes, Mr. Takahashi, please restrain your narrowness, the lion will not become a cat just because you say he is a cat!" Although Miss Fujiwara was dissatisfied, she was still polite and tried her best to resolve her differences through debate.

"Okay!" Takahashi indicated surrender, sat in the back, did not dare to speak again, and then constantly shrugged his nose.

The Toyota arrived at the hotel and stopped at the hotel gate.

"Miss Miyuki, please!"

"Mr. Takahashi, please!"

"Is there a high-speed rail station here?" Miyuki asked.

"Nandu Station, No. 1 in Asia." Yoko got out of the car and opened the door herself.

"After the meeting, I'm going to take the high-speed train and walk around, it's great!"

"East, west, north and south, criss-crossed, high-speed rail runs through the whole of Greater China, you can go around as you like, Miss Miyuki, it takes many days, this is not Japan."

"It's okay, my visa is long enough."

When you arrive at the hotel lobby, the decoration of the whole hotel is Japanese, and the service is also Japanese.

"Please come with me, you two can eat after a short rest, Miss Miyuki, I prepared Chinese food for you." Yoko bows, and Miyuki and Takahashi enter the VIP elevator.

"Why don't you arrange Japanese food?" Takahashi was very dissatisfied.

Yoko said apologetically, "Tokyo has repeatedly instructed that Chinese food should be arranged for Miss Miyuki, and we have prepared Mr. Takahashi's Japanese cuisine, so please rest assured." ”

Miss Yoko is shrewd and capable, and among the few Japanese women who put her career first, she stands out, and arranges her work with the delicacy that is unique to Japanese women.

"Miss Miyuki, the Sanbo Hospital where you are going to attend the conference is about an hour's drive from here, and tomorrow, we will deliver you to the venue on time."

Yoko led Miyuki and her assistant into the most luxurious suite in the hotel, and she arranged a special person to lead Mr. Takahashi to the suite on another floor.

"Do you know Chinese?" Miyuki asked in Chinese.

"Of course! I have lived in China for five years. Yoko replied in Chinese.

"Then, let's communicate in Chinese!" Miyuki Fujiwara is in a very good mood.

The land of dreams did not disappoint her.