Marvel's Swordsman

When we met, that person bowed at a standard 90 degrees.

"Mr. Zhang, I am Yokoyama Motoei, the person in charge of Sanya Chamber of Commerce North America Branch!"

"Oh!" Zhang Jun said lightly. "I don't know what's the matter with Mr. Yokoyama?"

Yokoyama Motoei said with a respectful attitude. "Mr. Zhang, I really want to be your friend. I booked a private room in a three-star Japanese restaurant in New York. Please taste our Yamato ethnic cuisine. Please do me a favor!"

"Japanese food?" Although he knew that the other party's ulterior motives were not in drinking, Zhang Jun was not interested in raw food like Yusheng.

"Do you have ramen?" Japanese ramen tastes similar to Chinese noodles, so you can get used to it.

Hearing that Zhang Jun asked for pasta, Motoyo Yokoyama's mouth twitched.

But his attitude was still very respectful. "certainly!"

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Motoyo Yokoyama made a sideways glance, and in less than 3 seconds, an extended Lincoln stopped on the side of the road.

"Mr. Zhang, please!"

Zhang Jun stooped and walked in, followed by Yokoyama Motoei.

The other bodyguards got into the Lexus in front of and behind the car.

Yokoyama Motoei is very talkative and knows how to measure. He picks some interesting things along the way.

Before I knew it, I came to the three-star Japanese-style restaurant that Yokoyama Motoei had booked.

But it was 11 o'clock in the evening, for New York, the city that never sleeps.It can be said that it is still very early.

But this three-star restaurant has indeed put up a sign that it is closed.

Under the guidance of Yokoyama Benying, Zhang Jun walked into a spacious private room.

The rooms are furnished in a Japanese style.

Sliding doors, tatami mats, small coffee table, sitting cattail...

Hengshan was supposed to kneel and sit on the cattail respectfully, but Zhang Jun had no interest in doing so.

How tired my feet are!

He sat cross-legged directly.

Motoyo Yokoyama said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang! The delicacies will be served soon. How about taking advantage of this time to appreciate the praise of the geisha of our Yamato nation?"

After speaking, Motoyo Yokoyama blinked at Zhang Jun.

Geisha!

I know!

but……

I care more about money than that!

Zhang Jun said righteously. "Mr. Hengshan, it's just you and me right now. Mingren don't whisper. I have things, how much are you willing to pay?"

Yokoyama Motoying was taken aback when he heard Zhang Jun's straightforward words.But soon he bowed and said. "Mr. Zhang speaks quickly, I was too slow. Please forgive me!"

He stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang, how much is it worth to transfer the Ark reactor in your hand!"

Zhang Jun took out the check that Jane Jenny had handed over from his pocket and put it on the table.

Zhang Jun did not return this check.Jane Jane was too embarrassed to go back.

It was kept in Zhang Jun's hands.

Seeing the blank check on the table, Yokoyama Motoying was a little surprised.

He asked suspiciously: "Mr. Zhang..."

"Europe also wants those goods. They are so generous that they left a blank check and let me fill it out!"

Seeing the check from Société Générale, Yokoyama Motoei immediately understood.

He made a decision quickly. "No matter how much the other party pays, we are willing to buy at double the price!"

"Double the price! One of my Ark reactors is worth 1 million, and now I have 1 on hand. Are you sure you have that many?"

Zhang Jun glanced at the other party, and said like I don't believe you.

1 hundred million!

Hearing the price offered by Zhang Jun, Motoyo Yokoyama took a deep breath.

The authority given to him by his superiors is at most 1 million!

10, wouldn't it cost 10 billion.Oh, we have to pay twice, that is 2 billion!

How dare Yokoyama Benying promise indiscriminately!

Seeing that the other party was hesitating, Zhang Jun made a gesture and got up. "Since you can't afford it, I'd better sell it to Europe!"

"Wait..." Motoyo Yokoyama anxiously tried to persuade Zhang Jun.

At this moment, the door opened.

A woman in a sakura-colored kimono led two women in kimonos, and walked in with delicacies.

Yokoyama Motoei said with a smile. "Mr. Zhang, since you're here, it's not too late to taste the delicious food before leaving. It's not too late, right now!"

"Alright then!" Zhang Jun took the opportunity to sit down. "Then try it!"

Three women in kimonos knelt beside the small tea table, and the beauty in a cherry blossom-colored kimono put delicious food in front of Zhang Jun.

Their pretty little faces showed sweet smiles.

"This is seafood sashimi!"

"It's sushi!"

"This is tonkotsu ramen!"

One dish at a time, the action is very gentle.

Putting things on the table, Yokoyama Motoei said with a smile. "Mr. Zhang, you taste it first, I will go out and order them to cook more delicacies! It is rare for you to come. I will definitely make you come back with a lot of fun!"

"Okay! You are busy!" Zhang Jun was not polite, and put the ramen in front of him.

As for sashimi?

Forget that!

Not good for this one!

Before going out, Yokoyama Benying exhorted: "Serve Mr. Zhang well, do you understand?"

The woman in the sakura-colored kimono at the beginning put her hands on her abdomen, bowed and sent Yokoyama Motoei out.

After he went out, she turned around, showed a clean smile to Zhang Jun, and said, "Sir! I'll pour you wine!"

The voice is sweet and gentle.

"Hmm!" Zhang Jun was the most helpless towards women, especially beautiful women.

The most important thing is that Zhang Jun feels that the woman in front of him looks a lot like an island female star that Yuan Shikong has seen.

"what's your name?"

"Xin Huan Jieyi!" When answering, she did not forget to show a sweet smile.

Xin Huan Jieyi picked up a small jug and poured a glass into the 2 taels of wine glass, and handed it to Zhang Jun with both hands.

"Sir, this is sake! It's perfect before eating sashimi and sushi!"

Lifting her hands, her sleeves slid down, revealing her skin that was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jun took it.

She bowed her head, like a virtuous wife sitting on her knees.

The most is the gentleness that bows his head!

Xin Huan Jieyi bowed his head in a docile manner, like a lamb.Zhang Jun wished he could turn into a big bad wolf and pounce on it.

Zhang Jun quickly drank the wine to shake off the evil thoughts in his mind.

This is all sugar-coated cannonballs, and I must not be fooled.

Uh……

At least when finishing business, you must not be tempted by the enemy.

When Zhang Jun put his mind on food.

Motoyo Yokoyama left the private room and came to a secret room. Using the satellite phone, after encrypting it, he dialed the number of his superior.

"what's up?"

Yokoyama Motoei hurriedly explained the matter briefly.

"The other party offered 1 million?"

Yokoyama Motoei replied respectfully. "Yes!"

"Did the other party say how many he has?"

"No. But according to our information, there should be at least 20!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while. "Now we are not qualified to fall out with the United States. Even if the research is successful, it will take time to accumulate resources. We must not completely anger the United States in a short time. Otherwise, the ensuing revenge is beyond our ability! We Can't eat all of them. 5. We paid to buy 5 for reverse research!"

Just thinking about the scene when the two atomic bombs happened on their own country back then, several Japanese shuddered.

"The subordinate understands!" Yokoyama Motoei almost bowed and answered.

The other end continued. "Zhang Jun has a very strong strength, and it is inevitable that he will be useful in the future. Try to build a good relationship with him, and we must show our sincerity!"

"Yes!" Yokoyama Motoei responded with a bow.

Returning to the private room, Yokoyama Motoide bowed as soon as he entered the door. "Complain, Mr. Zhang has been kept waiting for a long time!"

"It's okay. It's just a bowl of noodles!"

Seeing that Zhang Jun just ate a bowl, all the others did not move.

Motoyo Yokoyama asked. "Is this not to your liking, Mr. Zhang!"

"No. Just stuff on my mind right now. No appetite! Just tell me. How much do you want to buy?"

"5! I want to ask Mr. Zhang to sell us 5!"

"No problem!" Zhang Jun spread his hands.

Motoyo Yokoyama looked at Zhang Jun's empty palm. "Mr. Zhang, this is..."