Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 86 The show that gathers energy

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

He Yegang sat in the co-pilot and was restless. At such a speed, even a slight driving mistake would cause the car to crash and cause death.

Now he is afraid that there will be some potholes on the ground, or that a bird without eyes will crash and die on the windshield.

Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary, and the black MPV drove into downtown Osaka without any danger.

He stayed up all night after blood loss and surgery, Tsuruno couldn't hold on any longer, and just fainted on the seat.

There was no translation, and they really needed a place to stay, so they found a hotel on the travel website and called.

Anyway, the school board will reimburse them, so they naturally chose the best one.

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

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

After dialing the phone, the delicate female voice rang immediately.

Of course, it's in Japanese.

"I don't understand, work if you don't understand."

Fingel said strangely.

In fact, he can also speak English, but Japanese Mandarin is easier to understand than Japanese English.

"Hi sir, may I help you?"

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

"We want to book three rooms."

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

"Okay, when will you check in?"

asked the front desk.

"Now."

"Okay, may I introduce the room type to you?"

asked the front desk softly.

"No, just the Conrad Suite."

Fingal said.

The Conrad Suite is the top suite of the Conrad Hotel Osaka. It can be seen that they are very 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 8000 US dollars per night, excluding other expenses.

"Excuse me sir, there is only one Conrad suite."

The front desk said in an apologetic tone.

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

Fingal said proudly.

He is not purely burning money, the image of a local tyrant is very useful most of the time.

"Here, wait a moment, I need to ask my superiors for instructions."

The front desk glanced at the caller ID, and it was an American number, which gave her a little more confidence.

There are always boring people in the world. If she went to the leader seriously and found out that it was a prank, she would inevitably be scolded.

The superiors in Japan scolded their subordinates much more ruthlessly than those in Huaguo and the United States, and many of those who were not mentally able to bear it were directly scolded to the point of committing suicide.

In terms of service industry, the efficiency and attitude of the Japanese are beyond words. After a few minutes, a calm male voice replaced the voice at the front desk.

"Hi sir, what's your name?"

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

"My name is. Jackson."

Fingel glanced at his fake passport.

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

"Hello, Mr. Jackson. Do you want to book the Conrad suite and the entire floor below?"

Although I don't know why an American should speak Chinese, but the customers are the parents of food and clothing, and the American customers are the fathers of the fathers. This little thing doesn't 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."

Fingel's domineering attitude is very American.

Do you still travel by car if you don’t know the way?
The hotel manager kept spitting in his throat and couldn't vomit, which was quite uncomfortable.

After playing to the strengths of the service industry for 25 years, he asked calmly.

"Then do you know where you are now?"

"Wait."

Fingel casually picked up a passer-by.

"Hey bro."

The passer-by boy wanted to get angry, but when he saw Fingel's standard Aryan face and barbarian chest muscles, he immediately changed into a smiling face.

"woto kyan ai do fo yu?".

Fingel froze for three seconds before trying to understand 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 failing in English, he specially used the simplest sentence patterns.

"o kei."

The passer-by boy held out three fingers.

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

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

When we arrived at the hotel, the hotel manager had already led a group of people to greet him at the door.

After seeing their car, the manager was also relieved.

Although the Toyota Alphard is not considered a luxury car, it is not cheap either. People who drive this kind of car should not be able to play tricks.

"Welcome all distinguished guests to stay at the Conrad Hotel."

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

Just as he was about to step forward to open the car door for the distinguished guests, Fingel himself jumped down with the weak He Yegang on his shoulders.

The hotel manager's smile froze immediately.

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

Fingel said as if nothing had happened.

Who gets motion sickness and wraps his hands into rice balls? This expression is clearly due to excessive blood loss.

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

"Yes, I am motion sickness."

Tsuruno insisted on speaking in Japanese.

Okay, the guest said motion sickness is motion sickness.

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

After checking in, Fingel boldly took out his bank card, and swiped out the six-digit dollars without blinking.

This is the strategy they discussed. Whenever there is a need to communicate, let Finger come forward. His face has a positive bonus in Japan.

As for Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, Asian faces only have negative bonuses in Japan.

When they got on the elevator, the hotel waiter was eager to help them with their luggage, but they blushed and did not lift up.

"Young man needs to practice more."

Fingel patted his thin shoulder and said with regret.

Although he himself would have grown a beer belly if Lu Mingfei hadn't been intimidating and luring him.

"Hey, I made you laugh. We will definitely strengthen the physical training of our employees in the future."

The hotel manager nodded and said.

Acting requires a full set, and Finger is the boss and Tsuruno just lived in the Conrad suite.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang randomly picked two luxurious executive suites, and each of them lived in one.

Lu Mingfei doesn't care about this, a person's status is not due to the treatment he enjoys.

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

"Good evening, Mr. Jackson, what do you need?"

It was still the voice from the front desk just now.

"Call your manager over here."

Fingal said.

"Are you dissatisfied with our service?"

The front desk suddenly became tense, and there was even a hint of crying in his voice.

"No, I just think he's nice and want to talk to him. You know, we old Americans just like to make friends."

Fingel said in Chinese with BJ Shijing's emphasis.

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

The front desk was a little dumbfounded.

It was the first time she saw someone chatting with the hotel manager. This might be a quirk of rich people.

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

He felt a little apprehensive, a private chat with such a rich man might make him rise to the top, or it might make him fall into hell.

"Come on, sit here."

Fingel opened the door and enthusiastically pulled the hotel manager to the sofa and sat down.

The hotel manager was a little flattered. Although the guests staying in the Conrad suite were generally well-bred, such an approachable rich man was indeed rare.

"I don't know your name yet."

Fingal asked after pouring him a full glass of sake.

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

The corner of the hotel manager's eyes twitched when he saw it. Hua Xunguang's top-quality sake, which cost 13000 US dollars a bottle, was just poured out as a drink.

This Yankee is indeed a nouveau riche, but the nouveau riche is easier to deal with.

He introduced himself while holding the wine glass with both hands.

"My name is Tokugawa Asaki."

"Then what is your relationship with Tokugawa Ieyasu?"

Fingal asked excitedly.

"That's my humble ancestor."

Tokugawa replied lightly.

He really wasn't just chasing relatives. The surname Tokugawa was originally called Tokugawa, and his predecessor was a tributary of the Nitta family of the Kiyowagen clan in the Mikawa country (Aichi County).

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 Ieyasu Tokugawa as their ancestor.

"It's amazing, it's still from a famous family. Come, I'll toast you, I've done it, you can do whatever you want."

Fingel gulped down a full red wine glass of sake.

Tokugawa Asuki was shocked, but he couldn't refuse the honored guest's kindness, so he could only drink a full glass of sake in one gulp.

The alcohol content of the sake is not high, but it has a lot of stamina, and he just drank a full glass, and Tokugawa Asahi's mind quickly became dizzy.

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

"I said Xiaode, we are friends, right?"

Fingel stopped Tokugawa Asaki's shoulder and asked.

"Of course, you are my dearest friend."

He said with his tongue out.

"Since we are friends, then you must tell me, is there any program to gather energy in Osaka?"

Fingel asked drunkenly.

"Like, if you want to have some fun, I can show you some nice little shops."

Tokugawa Asuki was a little sober, but this kind of thing is also common among rich guests, so he said it frankly.

Anyway, it's just the address, even if Fingel is arrested, he can't rely on him.

"No no, I want to be more vigorous."

As Fingel said, he opened the box next to him, took out a stack of dollars from it, and put it on his lap.

Tokugawa Asuki sobered up a little more, and he glanced at Finger warily, whose flushed face looked stupid and rich.

"If you need home delivery, I can pack it up and deliver it to you."

He said close to Fingal's ear.

(End of this chapter)