"Let's go straight to Tokyo!"

There are still many places in the motherland that Yang Baiyi has not visited. Japan is a small country and there is nothing that can attract him.

If there were no radiation in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Yang Baiyi might still be interested in visiting the places the little boy had visited.

"Okay, Master, please follow me."

Chen Chuan drove a Toyota sedan over and parked it at the dock.

The focus of the Yao Group is ocean trade, and the pass stuck on the car's windshield is more useful than the customs approval slip.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the dock, the guard at the door saw that it was a car from the Yao Group and quickly lifted the barrier to let it pass. As for the routine inspection, it did not exist at all.

No one knows how much revenue the Yao Group generates for the port every year. They are the God of Wealth of the Japanese port and must not be offended.

"Director Yang, are we going there by plane or by train?"

There were only Chen Chuan and Yang Baiyi in the car. Chen Chuan also changed the way he addressed Yang Baiyi from "Young Master" to "Director Yang".

"Japan is not even as big as one of our provinces. Isn't it completely unnecessary to take a plane? It's better to drive directly. It's more convenient to drive yourself."

Yang Baiyi leaned back on the sofa in the back row and closed his eyes to rest.

"yes."

Chen Chuan asked this just to make Yang Baiyi more comfortable on the road. Since Yang Baiyi didn't care about this, Chen Chuan didn't say anything more.

Three hours later, the Toyota stopped on a busy street in Kyoto, Japan.

"Director Yang, this is the Yao Group's Tokyo office. There's a presidential suite upstairs. You can rest here for the next few days."

Chen Chuan turned off the car and said to Yang Baiyi in the back seat.

"good."

Yang Baiyi did not refuse. He was now the eldest son of the Yao Group. It would be even more strange if he did not live here in Tokyo.

Yang Baiyi waited in the car and asked Chen Chuan to go in and communicate with the people in the office first.

After all, he was a fake, so it was a bit embarrassing for others to call him Young Master.

From the first day Chen Chuan was lurking in Tokyo, he was very familiar with everyone in the office as a staff member of the Yao Group.

The staff of the office had received a notice from the headquarters yesterday and had already prepared for the arrival of the young master.

When Chen Chuan returned to the car and brought Yang Baiyi to the office door, the office staff had already lined up in two rows at the door.

"Young Master, you are welcome to come and give us guidance."

Under the guidance of the manager, the staff folded their hands on their lower abdomen and bowed slightly.

"Everyone is busy with their own things, don't worry about me."

Yang Baiyi was unfamiliar with the Yao Group and was not familiar with their business, so he was unable to give any constructive suggestions.

"Comrade Chen Chuan, how many years have you been in Japan? Can you communicate normally with the Japanese?"

In the reception room of the presidential suite, Yang Baiyi sat on a comfortable sofa, with various fruits on the coffee table.

The life of capitalists is really too extravagant. Fruits in Japan are notoriously expensive. Just a few fresh fruits are equivalent to the monthly expenses of an ordinary middle-class family.

"Director Yang, I have been in Japan for six years, and I learned Japanese in college.

In Tokyo, as long as I don’t reveal my identity, no one will think I’m from outside.”

The National Security Bureau not only has combat personnel, but also all kinds of talents. Chen Chuan is an excellent agent trained by the country.

"That's good. I have a task for you. Japan will offer those garbage as an offering, and there will definitely be a grand ceremony.

Go out and find out the exact time of the ceremony and who will be attending."

Yang Baiyi only knows a few words of Japanese, which he learned from videos, and he is not capable of communicating with others at all.

"Director Yang, there's no need to go out and ask. After Japan announced the news, all major media outlets rushed to report on it. Turn on the TV and it's all you hear."

After Chen Chuan turned on the TV, he randomly found a TV station. The announcer was reporting passionately, and Chen Chuan translated every word to Yang Baiyi.

The ceremony is scheduled for three days later, and the Emperor and Empress of Japan will attend the event with all members of the royal family.

The Prime Minister and all senior government officials will participate in the worship ceremony.

In addition to the dignitaries in Japan, the United States, as Japan's godfather, must be invited.

The Secretary of State of the United States has now arrived in Japan, and the royal princess is accompanying the Secretary of State to visit Mount Fuji.

As the news rolled out and street interviews unfolded, the Japanese people appeared very excited and cheered for the authorities' decision.

Yang Baiyi looked at the ugly faces on the screen, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

"Very good. Only in this way can I do things without any psychological burden."

Originally, Yang Baiyi was still thinking about how to complete the mission without affecting civilians, but it seems that this is no longer necessary.

Since they regard hurting others as a national carnival, let them go to hell and repent together!

"Director Yang, what are we doing today?"

The order given by the superiors to all Japanese agents was to cooperate with Yang Baiyi's actions to the best of their ability, even if it meant being exposed.

The top leaders of the Chinese Empire are really angry this time and are determined to make Japan lose face internationally at all costs.

"You don't have to do anything. You've worked hard driving. Just find a room and rest!

After we have a good rest, take me to find a nice restaurant and try some Tokyo food."

After saying that, Yang Baiyi entered the master bedroom and closed the door.

In the next few days, Yang Baiyi tried many delicious foods in Tokyo and felt that except for salmon and tuna sashimi, any other food that needed to be cooked was not as delicious as that in China.

Not to mention sake, which is as bland as water and far less fragrant and mellow than Chinese liquor. Yang Baiyi is not used to drinking it.

It was a brothel with unique Japanese characteristics. Yang Baiyi just passed by the door and did not go in.

Yang Baiyi is about to get married, so he can't let that Japanese prostitute get away with it.

For three consecutive days, accompanied by Chen Chuan, Yang Baiyi tried famous restaurants and visited famous tourist attractions, eating, drinking and having fun every day.

It seemed as if he really regarded himself as the eldest son of the Yao Group and had completely forgotten his mission.

"Director Yang, tomorrow is the day when Japan will pay homage to the sacred toilet and enshrine war criminals there. If we don't act now, it will be too late."

In the evening of the day before the pilgrimage, the two came out of a restaurant, and Chen Chuan could no longer bear it.

"No rush, let's talk about it when we get back."

There are not many people on the road, but there are some. Japan has evil ambitions and will never give up its determination to destroy our country.

In order to invade China, many people learned Chinese, and it was not safe to discuss this on the street.

"Director Yang, are we going to take action tonight? How many people are needed? We will try our best to cooperate."

As soon as he arrived at the presidential suite, Chen Chuan couldn't wait to ask.

"Who said we're going to take action tonight?"

Yang Baiyi was confused. He didn't know what he had said just now that gave Chen Chuan the illusion of taking action tonight.