The Toyota Alpha is speeding down the road at a speed of 190km/h, and the scene outside the window is like a kaleidoscope.

Tsuruno just sat in the co-pilot, and at such a speed, the slightest driving mistake would destroy the car and kill people.

He was now afraid of a pothole in the ground, or a bird that didn't have long eyes and died on the windshield.

Fortunately, his worries were unfounded, and the black MPV drove into the city of Osaka without any danger.

After losing blood and staying up all night after the operation, Tsuruno Tsuru couldn't hold it anymore and fainted directly on the seat.

The translator was gone, and they really needed a place to stay, so they called the hotel on a travel website.

Anyway, there was reimbursement from the school board, and they naturally chose the best.

Conrad Osaka, a luxury hotel under the Hilton hotel brand, ranks first in hardware in the entire Kansai region.

Anyway, the reviews on the travel website say so, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, anyway, the price is the most expensive.

The phone was dialed, and the delicate female voice rang immediately.

Of course, in Japanese.

"I'm dripping, I don't understand the work."

Fingal said in a strange voice.

Actually, he can also speak English, but Japanese Mandarin is better than Japanese English.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?"

Worthy of being the most luxurious hotel in Osaka, the front desk immediately switched to Mandarin, and it was quite standard.

"We're going to book three rooms."

Since it is reimbursed by public funds, there is naturally no need to save money for the school board, and I believe that the principal will appreciate their approach.

"Okay, when are you going to move in?"

The front desk asked.

"Now."

"Okay, can I tell you about the room type?"

The front desk asked gently.

"No, just the Conrad suite."

Fingal said.

The Conrad Suite is the top suite at the Conrad Osaka Hotel, and it is clear that they are confident in this room type, so they named it after the hotel.

As for the price, it is also very top-notch, costing more than $8,000 a night, not including other expenses.

"I'm sorry sir, but there's only one Conrad suite."

The front desk said in an apologetic tone.

"Then book a Conrad suite, and settle down the floor below it."

Fingal said proudly.

He doesn't just burn money, and the image of a local tyrant is very useful most of the time.

"Now, wait a minute, I need to ask my superiors."

The front desk glanced at the caller ID, which was a US number, which gave her a little more confidence.

There is always no shortage of boring people in the world, if she goes to the leader seriously, and finally finds out that it is a prank, she will inevitably be scolded.

Japan's superiors scolded their subordinates, but they were much more ruthless than those in China and the United States, and a large number of those who were not psychologically able to bear it were directly scolded to the point of committing suicide.

When it comes to the service industry, the efficiency and attitude of the Japanese are nothing to say, and after a few minutes, a calm male voice replaces the voice of the front desk.

"Hello sir, what do you call it?"

He also used Chinese, probably because he was reminded by the front desk.

"My name is . Jackson. ”

Fingal looked at his fake passport.

His expression was a little subtle, fortunately his name was not Mike, otherwise he would have doubted whether it was a fake passport.

"Hello, Mr. Jackson. Would you like to book the Conrad Suite and the entire floor below? ”

Although I don't know why an American speaks Chinese, the customer is the food and clothing parents, and the American customer is the father of the father, this little thing does not matter.

"That's right. We are traveling by car, but we don't know the way, you send a car to pick us up now. ”

Fingal's commanding attitude is very American.

Don't know the way, do you still travel by car?

The hotel manager couldn't spit out in his throat with an old groove, which was quite uncomfortable.

After exerting the strength of the service industry for twenty-five years, he asked calmly.

"Do you know where you are now?"

"Wait."

Fingal casually pulled a passer-by over to him.

"Hey, Bro."

The passer-by wanted to get angry, but when he saw Fingal's standard Aryan face and the barbarian's pectoral muscles, he immediately changed to a smiling face.

“woto kyan ai do fo yu？”。

Fingal froze for three seconds before he understood what he was talking about.

“I would like to go to the hotel，Please tell them the address here。”

In order to prevent passers-by from not being able to speak English, he specially used the simplest sentence structure.

“o kei。”

The passer-by guy stretched out three fingers.

After the communication, the hotel quickly sent a vehicle to pick them up.

Alpha followed behind the Maybach, and this strange combination attracted a lot of attention.

Arriving at the hotel, the hotel manager was already greeted at the door with a group of people.

After seeing their car, the manager was also a little relieved.

Although Toyota Alpha is not a luxury car, it is not cheap anymore, and people who drive such cars should not be mischievous.

"Welcome to the Conrad Hotel."

The manager in a crisp suit took the lead, and behind him a row of fat and thin hotel employees bowed together to greet him.

Just as he was about to step forward and open the door for the guest, Fingal jumped down with a weak Tsuruno on his shoulder.

The hotel manager's smile immediately froze there.

"Oh, it's okay, he's a little motion sick."

Fingal said casually.

Who gets motion sickness and wraps their hands into rice balls, this face is obviously excessive blood loss.

The hotel manager seriously considered whether to call the police immediately.

"yes, I'm just motion sickness."

Tsuruno said stiffly in Japanese.

Okay, the guest said that motion sickness is motion sickness.

Surrounded by a group of hotel employees, the four of them walked into the hotel.

After checking in, Fingal boldly pulled out his bank card and swiped out the six-figure dollar without blinking.

This was a strategy they discussed, and Fingal stepped forward in situations where communication was needed, and his face had a positive bonus in Japan.

As for Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, the faces of Asians only have a negative bonus in Japan.

When they got on the elevator, the waiter of the hotel was courteous to help them carry their luggage, but their faces were red and they didn't lift them.

"Young man, you have to practice."

Fingal patted his thin shoulder and said with a look of regret.

Although he himself hadn't been coerced and lured by Lu Mingfei, the beer belly would have grown.

"Hey, I'm smiling at you, we will definitely strengthen the physical training of our employees in the future."

The hotel manager nodded and said.

Acting is about to play a full set, Fingal is the boss and Tsuruno just live in the Conrad suite.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang randomly picked two luxurious executive suites, one for each person.

Lu Mingfei didn't care about this, a person's status was not because of the treatment he enjoyed.

After enjoying a lavish dinner delivered by the hotel, Fingal called the hotel's service hotline.

"Good evening, Mr. Jackson, may I ask what you need?"

It's still the voice of the front desk just now.

"Call your manager for a trip."

Fingal said.

"Do you have any complaints about our service?"

The front desk suddenly became nervous, and there was even a slight cry in his voice.

"That's not true, I just see that he is good and want to talk to him. You know, we old Americans just love to make friends. ”

Fingal said in Chinese with BJ Ichii's emphasis.

"Ah, okay, I'll relay it to you right away."

The front desk was a little crying and laughing.

The first time she'd seen someone talking to a hotel manager, it might have been a quirk of the rich.

Three minutes later, the hotel manager rang the doorbell for Conrad's suite.

He was a little apprehensive in his heart, and a private chat with such a rich man might make him rise to prominence, or it might make him fall into hell.

"Come, come, sit here."

Fingal opened the door and enthusiastically pulled the hotel manager to the couch and sat down.

The hotel manager was a little flattered, and although the guests who stayed in the Conrad suite were generally more cultivated, such an approachable rich man was indeed rare.

"I don't know what your name is."

Fingal asked after pouring him a full glass of sake.

This is what he picked from the wine cabinet, because looking at the packaging, it should be the most expensive.

The hotel manager twitched out of the corner of his eyes, and the top sake of Hanamiko, which cost $13,000 for a bottle, was poured like this as a drink.

This Yankee is indeed an upstart, but the nouveau riche is better to deal with.

He introduced himself as he raised his glass in both hands.

"The contemptible man's name is Tokugawa Asaki."

"Then what is your relationship with Tokugawa Ieyasu?"

Fingal asked with interest.

"That's the contemptible ancestor."

Tokugawa Asaki replied.

He is really not a random relative, the surname Tokugawa was originally called Tokugawa, and its predecessor was a tributary of the Nitta clan of the Kiyowagen clan in Mikawa Province (Aichi Prefecture).

Later, in order to expand his popularity, Tokugawa Ieyasu changed Tokugawa to Tokugawa, which means that he is the ancestor of the surname Tokugawa.

Therefore, people with the surname Tokugawa in later generations can recognize Tokugawa Ieyasu as their ancestor.

"It's amazing, it's still after the famous family. Come, toast you, I'll do it, you feel free. ”

Fingal grunted his glass of sake.

Tokugawa Asaki was shocked, but he couldn't refuse the kindness of the guests, so he could only drink a full glass of sake.

The degree of sake is not high, but it has a lot of stamina, and when it comes up and drinks a full cup like this, Tokugawa Aaki's brain quickly became dizzy.

But Fingal didn't let him go, and persuaded him several times with various reasons, and directly drank his eyeballs straight.

"I said Xiaode, we're friends, right?"

Fingal asked, holding Tokugawa Asaki's shoulder.

"Of course, you are my most honored friend."

He said with his tongue open.

"Since we're friends, you have to tell me, is there any show in Osaka?"

Fingal asked, looking drunk.

"For example, if you're looking for some fun, I can tell you about a few nice little shops."

Tokugawa Aaki's wine sobered up a little, but this kind of thing is also common among rich guests, so he said it calmly.

Anyway, it's just an address, and even if Fingal is caught, he can't rely on him.

"No, no, I'm going to be more energetic."

Fingal said as he opened the box next to him and pulled out a stack of dollars from it and placed it on his lap.

Tokugawa Aaki's wine sobered up a little more, and he glanced warily at Fingal, whose flushed face looked stupid and rich.

"If you need a home delivery, I can wrap someone up and send it to you."

He said close to Fingal's ear.

(End of chapter)