NABC Chapter 79 Keiko Matsuzaka, the decadent pleasures of the Japanese devils
Chapter 79 Keiko Matsuzaka, the decadent pleasures of the Japanese devils
Chapter 79 Keiko Matsuzaka, the decadent pleasures of the Japanese devils
Inside the private room!
The velvet curtains blocked out the Tokyo night, leaving only the swaying light and shadows under the crystal chandelier, and the pairs of couples locked in a passionate embrace.
The air was filled with the aroma of wine and perfume, as well as the hedonistic scents of power and extreme corruption.
Li Jiagang finally witnessed the difference between capital and celebrities on the Japanese side. This also confirmed his previous suspicion that these female stars truly had no dignity in the face of capital.
Serving drinks and deliberately showing off one's figure to elicit laughter is already the lowest level of "service".
Even more shockingly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a corner where a certain capitalist, to satisfy his personal desires, had an actress kneel down and lick the sake he had poured out somewhere.
The laughter of those around her surged like a tide, and she could only lower her head, brush aside her stray hairs to hide the humiliation in her eyes, and force a smile to fulfill the demands of capital.
In short, the depravity, the distortion of human nature, the extravagance and indulgence, and the decadence are all vividly displayed here.
"Li Jun, don't you drink?"
The woman sitting beside him spoke softly; it was Morishita Aiko. She wore a wine-red off-the-shoulder dress, revealing a sculpted figure with delicate shoulders and a crescent-shaped collarbone. She poured him a glass of whiskey and offered it to his lips, her eyes sparkling like a pool of spring water, shimmering with a captivating allure.
"Hey! Mr. Li, we'll have a drink with you."
On the other side, Atsuko Asano also smiled, raised her glass, parted her cherry lips slightly, and drank it all in one gulp, her movements so decisive they were almost wanton. She wore a silver-white fishtail dress, her waist so slender it seemed as if it would break at any moment, yet it possessed a wild allure.
Looking at the two women's alluring postures.
"OK, drink up." Li Jiagang took the glass and downed it in one gulp. The wine was scalding hot, burning his lungs, but it also ignited his desire.
"Mr. Li," after finishing her drink, Aiko Morishita deliberately moved closer to him, "Is Hong Kong fun? I've never been there before?"
Feeling the fullness of her arms and smelling a rich, sweet fragrance, Li Jiagang's hidden love of beauty was instantly activated, making it hard for him to suppress.
Li Jiagang placed one hand on her shoulder, his fingertips feeling the delicate skin beneath the silk, while his other hand naturally wrapped around Asano Atsuko's waist, pulling her closer. The two of them nestled on either side of him, like two blooming night flowers.
"You've never been to Hong Kong?" He chuckled, his gaze sweeping over their faces. "Actually, while Hong Kong is more prosperous than before, it still falls short of Tokyo. There aren't as many skyscrapers, the streets aren't as bustling, and there's not much to do."
"Mr. Li is joking." Atsuko Asano bit her lower lip lightly, drawing circles on the back of his hand with her fingertips. "I went there once in the middle of the year. The night market in Causeway Bay, the liveliness of Temple Street, the bars in North Point—everywhere was full of the flavor of everyday life. Tokyo is too formal, and often it feels suffocating."
"Oh, Wenzi has been to Hong Kong?"
"Judging from what you're saying, it seems you really enjoy the wild life in Hong Kong?" Li Jiagang raised an eyebrow, put her fingertip between his lips, and gently bit it.
Aiko Morishita felt the warmth on her fingertips. Instead of pulling away, she chuckled softly, her fingertips slowly sliding into Li Jiagang's collar: "Then, Mr. Li, could you let Wenzi experience the wild life of Hong Kong in Tokyo?"
The implication is clear to even a fool.
Time passed second by second.
Lijiagang inside the private room.
With the stimulation of alcohol, the music, and the gentleness of the two women, he could no longer suppress the desire in his heart.
He knew that talking about feelings and conscience here was foolish; rights were the rules that governed them and the game here.
The private rooms contained several dark rooms.
More than an hour later, Li Jiagang finally walked out, his feet light and hesitant, his gait slightly unsteady.
Perhaps it was due to the numbing effect of alcohol.
Or perhaps it is ————.
Anyway, when he came out, Sato Ichiro, who was sitting in the private room, was looking at him with a sly smile.
"Li-san, you need to train more."
Li Jiagang's face flushed red; he understood what Sato Ichiro meant.
At this moment, Aiko Morishita and Atsuko Asano also came out of the dark room and continued to sit next to him.
"Sato-kun, you guys really know how to enjoy yourselves."
"Hahaha—" Sato burst into laughter upon hearing this: "Li-san, here, power reigns supreme. You'll understand later."
Li Jiagang nodded in agreement, unable to deny it.
Just then, someone called Sato Ichiro over. "Li-san, enjoy yourself, I'll have to excuse myself for a moment." With that, he walked over.
After Ichiro Sato left.
Wenzi and Aizi were standing next to him again.
Now that the fire in Li Jiagang's heart had been extinguished, even though he felt the burning body temperature, he no longer had the desire he had just felt.
"Mr. Li, we hope you'll remember us after your endorsement of Takashimaya products."
"Hey! Li Jun, don't forget about us."
Upon hearing this, Li Jiagang's eyes flashed with understanding. At this moment, he finally understood why the two women had served him so diligently.
So that's what they were waiting for.
However—once he thought about it, he wasn't surprised. If he didn't have something to gain, who would be willing to come here and suffer all kinds of humiliation?
Especially for people like them who have been in the industry for quite some time but have remained in a lukewarm state, what they need most is access to various resources.
Without any backing or support, one can only rely on giving in exchange for reward.
It's human nature; such things happen in any era, so he accepted it.
"As long as you two meet the requirements for product endorsement, I will recommend you."
He then took out his business cards and handed them to the two women: "Contact me when the time comes."
Upon hearing this, the two women's faces immediately lit up with smiles.
"Mr. Li, thank you."
"You deserve it."
Li Jiagang wasn't a heartless man who would draw his gun without a second thought. Since he couldn't control himself and used a weapon, he should at least give him some kind of reward, no matter what.
He definitely wouldn't have agreed to the other party's request before he fired his weapons at their gun emplacements.
Test firings always come at a price.
This is a rule that is followed in every industry.
Just then, Sato Ichiro's assistant strode in, and something he said made the old man's face turn ugly.
Li Jiagang watched with curiosity.
A short while later, Sato Ichiro's assistant returned, and at the same time, two men in black escorted two women in.
When Li Jiagang saw the woman's face clearly, he frowned. This woman was none other than "Matsusaka Keiko," whom he had met by chance when he first arrived at Tokyo Airport.
He didn't know why he had been brought here by Sato Ichiro's men, but he knew that she must have offended that old man Sato.
Then he recalled the conversation between Sato Ichiro and his attendant when he first arrived. Now, thinking it over, Li Jiagang guessed that Sato was probably referring to Matsuzaka Keiko at the time.
Before he could think any further, he heard Sato Ichiro's angry voice.
"Keiko Matsuzaka, you're so impressive!"
"President Sato, I'm sorry, please let us go. Keiko didn't mean to refuse the invitation," the middle-aged woman apologized in a panic.
"Shut up."
Sato Ichiro roared at the middle-aged woman.
"Hmph, Keiko, this is the third time you've rejected my invitation, isn't it?" Sato Ichiro stood up angrily and walked up to Matsuzaka Keiko: "If you want to develop in this industry, don't pretend to be innocent."
"Sato-kun," Keiko Matsuzaka looked at him defiantly, "please let me go. There are many women in the industry who are better than me and more likely to please you. I just want to focus on making movies."
"Hahaha----.
""
Upon hearing this, Ichiro Sato burst into laughter.
"You want to make money in this industry, enjoy the glamour and the adoration," Sato said, his tone becoming more forceful, "but you don't want to pay the price. Who do you think you are, that no one will dare to touch you?"
"Today I'll show you that if you offend capital, you're nothing."
"Drag her inside. Tonight, let her taste the thrill of being a hundred-man slayer."
As soon as Ichiro Sato finished speaking...
The bodyguard then roughly lifted her up.
Keiko Matsuzaka's eyes were filled with panic.
The middle-aged woman kept pleading.
"Wait a minute," Li Jiagang stood up, "Chairman Sato, could you give her to me?" Although he spoke to stop him, his tone was pleading.
Of course, if Ichiro Sato is unwilling, Li Jiagang will definitely not speak up to stop him.
Although he has feelings for Keiko Matsuzaka, he wouldn't let a woman cause him to fall out with Ichiro Sato and affect their cooperation.
If he can stop it, and doesn't want this actress who left a good impression on him to become a plaything of these capitalists, then it would be a good thing.
"Li Jun, do you like him?"
Li Jiagang nodded directly.
Sato Ichiro hesitated for a moment, then burst into laughter: "I invited her over tonight to keep you company, but since Li-san likes her, I'll let her have her way. You can handle it."
"Let her go."
"Thank you, Chairman Sato."
"Mr. Li, you're too kind."
After exchanging pleasantries with Sato Ichiro and other business associates, Li Jiagang helped the still-shaken Matsuzaka Keiko out of the private room.
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