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After inspecting the various companies under his banner stationed in Tokyo, Su Cheng returned to the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo.

By this time, it was already past five in the afternoon, Tokyo time.

What Su Cheng found unaccustomed to in Tokyo was the lack of mobile signal coverage, so even if someone were looking for him while he was out, he wouldn't know.

Hutchison Whampoa's Hutchison Telecom had already partnered with Tokyo to establish a joint venture company, providing technology for the construction of mobile signal infrastructure in Tokyo, but due to a previous suspension of cooperation, the construction of mobile signal towers couldn't be completed in the short term, let alone be usable.

"Mr. Su, you're finally back. I am a staff member of the Japanese government."

As soon as he returned to the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo, a young man in a suit, dressed impeccably, hurried over and bowed deeply to Su Cheng before continuing.

Being able to wait for Su Cheng in the lobby of the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo clearly meant that his identity had been verified by the hotel, so it was likely true that he was a staff member of the Japanese government.

The young man looked to be about thirty years old, and working for the Japanese government at this age probably didn't mean he held a high position, which might be why he was sent to deliver the message.

"Do you have something for me?" Su Cheng asked curiously.

During his two days here, the Japanese side hadn't made any arrangements for him.

Now that they had finally sent someone over, it was likely that the Japanese government had some schedule arrangement for him.

"Mr. Su, I am here on behalf of the Japanese government to deliver an invitation to you.

This matter is very important, so I must personally hand this invitation to you."

The young man took out a gold-embossed invitation envelope from his pocket and solemnly presented it to Su Cheng.

Su Cheng glanced at the invitation envelope, noticing a paulownia flower crest printed on the golden invitation, with the three Chinese characters for "Japan" written below the crest.

Above the crest were the three characters for "Invitation."

This was a very formal invitation, representing its solemnity towards the invitee.

Su Cheng was somewhat surprised, as he had always thought that the chrysanthemum crest represented Japan.

After Little Ai checked, Su Cheng learned that the chrysanthemum crest he was familiar with was the crest of the Japanese Emperor and the Imperial Family, while the paulownia flower crest was the crest of the Japanese government.

Since the Japanese Constitution hadn't established a formal national emblem, the so-called Japanese national emblem usually referred to the chrysanthemum crest.

Well, he had learned some strange knowledge again.

"Thank you for your trouble. I'll accept the invitation," Su Cheng said with a smile.

"This is what I should do, Mr. Su.

Then, I won't disturb you any further. I'll go back to report now.

I hope you have a pleasant time in Japan."

The young man bowed to Su Cheng again and then quickly left the hotel lobby.

The exchange between the two had taken place in a quiet corner of the lobby, so it hadn't attracted too much attention.

Even if it had attracted attention, it wouldn't have mattered much, since the vast majority of people here were foreign guests who wouldn't easily disturb other guests.

After receiving the invitation, Su Cheng wasn't in a hurry to open it.

This was, after all, a public place, and it wasn't suitable to open the envelope here.

Taking Ah Jiao, Ah Mei, and the others, Su Cheng returned to the presidential suite where he was staying.

Alone, he walked to a chair on the balcony and lay down before opening the envelope.

Ah Jiao and Ah Mei didn't follow him up, as they already knew that when Su Cheng had something to do, it was best to stay out of the way.

They wouldn't try to learn about big things that they shouldn't know, and they would eventually find out about things that they should know.

The letter inside was written in Japanese.

In fact, even without Little Ai's translation, Su Cheng could roughly guess the contents of the invitation.

This was because at least half of the invitation was written in Chinese.

And the meanings represented by these Japanese Chinese characters were not much different from the meanings represented by Chinese characters in China.

However, for the sake of accuracy, Su Cheng directly had Little Ai convert the text into Chinese.

The general meaning of the invitation was that the Japanese government invited Su Cheng to meet with the Japanese Prime Minister, and the meeting was scheduled for 3:00 PM on June 27th.

Today was June 26th, which meant that the meeting would take place at 3:00 PM tomorrow.

The signature below the invitation wasn't that of the Japanese Prime Minister himself, but that of his secretary, Fukuda Yasuo.

Meeting with the Japanese Prime Minister wasn't a secret matter, and it was estimated that the Japanese official media would report on it at that time.

After all, a meeting between their Prime Minister and the world's richest man was also a highlight.

Ah Mei came out with a plate of fresh grapes and placed them on the table.

Seeing Su Cheng casually placing the invitation on top, and with it open, Ah Mei immediately knew that this matter shouldn't be something that needed to be kept secret.

However, although she was curious, she didn't ask her young master what was written on it.

As Chinese living in America, Ah Jiao and Ah Mei had lived in the United States since childhood.

Although they could speak fluent Chinese due to their family, they could only speak it, and they couldn't read the characters.

Moreover, the invitation was written in Japanese.

"Young master, I'll peel some grapes for you," Ah Mei said.

"Mm."

Su Cheng half-closed his eyes, watching the setting sun in the west.

At this time, Ah Jiao also came out from the hall and stood behind Su Cheng, massaging his shoulders.

Ah Mei put a peeled grape to Su Cheng's lips, and Su Cheng opened his mouth and ate the grape.

Mm, it was really sweet.

The fruits supplied to the Imperial Hotel in Tokyo were basically the best of the best.

For example, what Su Cheng was eating now was the famous Shine Muscat grape of Japan, known as the "luxury fruit" due to its large size, milky green color, and crisp, juicy taste, which was loved by wealthy people in Japan.

In his previous life, Su Cheng had also eaten Shine Muscat grapes, but the quality was obviously much worse, and some were even enhanced with technology and additives, so the price wasn't too high.

But comparing the Shine Muscat grapes he had eaten in his previous life with the Shine Muscat grapes he was eating now, the ones he had eaten in his previous life were simply trash, incomparable.

Sure enough, you get what you pay for, an eternal law!