Chapter 803 She didn't really want it.
Chapter 803 She didn't really want it.
Looking at Nakamura Tadashi, who was now as docile as a quail, a surge of anger suddenly welled up in his heart. If it weren't for this talkative guy's insistence on saying something about stealing techniques, things wouldn't have turned out this way!
I knew that Chinese people were always very tolerant. I had dealt with them for so long, and no matter how difficult things were for me, they would always shamelessly stick around. This time, however, they had really crossed the line.
Matsumoto Ken couldn't control his temper any longer, but he dared not vent it on the Chinese, so he called out Nakamura Masashi's name in an unfriendly tone.
"Nakamura-kun, apologize! Your words and actions just now were indeed very inappropriate. Apologize quickly and beg for the forgiveness of our Chinese friends!"
He also refused to accept Cheng Pide's water, even if it meant his own death, and could only have Nakamura apologize to quell the matter.
Nakamura, whose name was called out, looked extremely grim. On one hand, he was shocked by Chu Xin's purpose in appearing there. On the other hand, his father's generation were all soldiers who had invaded China. If he bowed his head and apologized today, he would be disgracing the honor and dignity of his family as soldiers of the Empire.
He stammered, "Well, Mr. Matsumoto, Director Cheng, actually, I didn't mean anything by what I said..."
"This has nothing to do with whether it was intentional or unintentional; you have to apologize for what you said!"
Cheng Pide didn't give Nakamura Masashi a chance to argue, staring straight at him, as if he would fight to the bitter end if he didn't apologize or give an explanation today.
Nakamura Masashi grinded his teeth: ...
Matsumoto Ken glared at him and snapped, "Apologize now! Our schedule is already delayed. Don't forget what's most important!"
As he spoke, his eyes quickly swept over the machines and equipment that had been sitting there unnoticed.
Nakamura Masashi didn't miss his gaze, and his expression darkened. He knew he had to apologize today, otherwise...
After a long while, suppressing the surging humiliation and resentment, he took a difficult step forward, his face already flushed red before he could even speak.
"me……"
His stammering words trailed off, and Nakamura felt as if his throat was blocked, unable to utter the words he least wanted to say.
"It seems that Mr. Nakamura is a man of great integrity."
Anyone could see his resentment, pain, and predicament, but Chu Xin insisted on forcing him to bow down to the person he looked down on the most.
The next moment, he reminded Cheng Pide to hand the enamel mug to Matsumoto Ken, forcing the other party to put pressure on Nakamura Masashi.
Matsumoto Ken was so angry at Chu Xin for being so difficult and constantly adding fuel to the fire that he almost wanted to die. He wished he could kill her right then and there for her to talk so casually.
He turned and yelled at Nakamura, "What are you all standing there for? Apologize now!"
At this point, Nakamura could no longer delay. He could only grit his teeth, lower his head stiffly, and speak in broken Mandarin with a resolute tone, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken so arrogantly!!"
Why does that tone make me even more annoyed?
Cheng Pide wasn't entirely satisfied, but he knew that things had reached their limit by now. Otherwise, if things escalated and reached the higher-ups, even if he was in the right, he would still be blamed.
Sigh, there's no way around it, dealing with foreigners is just that difficult!
He shook the enamel mug in his hand, looking for a place to put it down, when a hand suddenly reached out from the side, "Director Cheng, give it to me."
Chu Xin blinked innocently, glancing at the front desk. "This is borrowed; I have to return it."
Cheng Pide followed her gaze and was somewhat taken aback. So these were someone else's personal items, and you just took them over and used them like that?
Chu Xin smiled and nodded silently: That's right.
Then he waved to the receptionist who was feeling numb from being stared at by the two important figures: "Come and get your things."
Staff: Haha, thank you, but she doesn't really want it.
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