UPWR1BY ### Chapter 547:
### Chapter 547: Insult Me if You Want, but Do Not Insult My China
Ye Xiu turned to look at the Japanese man in front of him. Despite his arrogant demeanor, the man could barely look Ye Xiu in the eye.
"Hello, you are..."
Before Ye Xiu could finish, the man interrupted him, "I am Okinawa Ichiro. What do you do for work? How much do you earn per month?"
"I..."
Once again, Ye Xiu was cut off, "No need to say, it can't be much, right? But I see you have a good physique and a decent look. There's a job here that's perfect for you. Would you consider it?"
Ye Xiu: "What job?"
Okinawa Ichiro: "ใในใ, also known as a host."
Ye Xiu: ???
Though it was his first time in Japan, Ye Xiu had heard some rumors. Supposedly, Japan's top host could earn 3 million RMB in one night! That’s insane. And hosts in Japan were legal and not necessarily about sleeping with clients, just accompanying them for drinks and fun. Earning 3 million RMB in a night for just three hours of work, with countless women bringing gifts and money during holidays—it's absurd.
"Well, I think you have the potential to compete with him!" Okinawa Ichiro pulled out a magazine from his pocket, featuring the current most popular host in Japan on the cover. Japan’s top host, Roland.
Ye Xiu, looking at the heavily made-up face on the cover, felt it was very off-putting. Besides, who was this guy to recommend a job as a host right off the bat? Did they even know each other?
"No, thank you. I'm not interested," Ye Xiu refused outright.
Okinawa Ichiro sneered, "You’re giving up a great future!"
A great future, my ass. Ye Xiu slapped the magazine onto Okinawa Ichiro's chest, saying earnestly, "I think you’re more suited for it."
A flicker of insecurity appeared on Okinawa Ichiro's face, his expression saying, "I’m too ugly, I don’t deserve it~~" Ye Xiu was surprised; was the host job really that appealing?
"Finally escaped!" came a gasping voice from behind. Ye Xiu turned to see Wu Hengjian running over. "Old Wu? Weren't you tired and resting?"
Wu Hengjian twitched, "Rest, my ass. I’m full of energy now! I had to come down for a walk!" He had to escape before that hefty woman wore him out. It was terrifying. She had wanted him to play on her bed, and when he agreed reluctantly, she jumped on him multiple times, almost crushing him. He felt he might get suffocated if he didn't escape. Dying in such a way would ruin his reputation forever.
Wu Hengjian shook his head furiously to dismiss the terrifying images. He approached Ye Xiu, putting an arm around his shoulder, "What’s going on? Oh, a Japanese? Konnichiwa~~"
Ye Xiu was surprised, "You know Japanese?"
Wu Hengjian laughed, "Just a bit, nothing to be surprised about~~"
See, he's showing off again~~ After some conversation between Wu Hengjian and Okinawa Ichiro, Wu Hengjian was shocked, "Old Ye, he’s actually an assistant to a manga artist."
"An assistant to a manga artist?" Ye Xiu was surprised.
Okinawa Ichiro: "Indeed, I am an assistant to a very famous manga artist."
Wu Hengjian was taken aback, "You speak Chinese?"
Okinawa Ichiro: "Of course."
Wu Hengjian looked at Ye Xiu and Li Qilin: "..."
He had just shown off his Japanese, but the guy could understand Chinese all along. Awkward.
"Who do you assist?" Ye Xiu asked.
"The illustrious Kohei Horikoshi," Okinawa Ichiro replied arrogantly, pointing behind Ye Xiu, "There he is."
Ye Xiu and the others turned around. Approaching them was a young man with long hair and an androgynous look.
"Hi, Ichiro, there you are. Who are these people?" Kohei Horikoshi asked, looking puzzled.
Okinawa Ichiro replied, "They are tourists from China."
Kohei Horikoshi looked enlightened and extended his hand with a smile, "Hello, I am Kohei Horikoshi. Nice to meet you. Have you read my manga? It’s quite good, right? I worked day and night on it, almost lost all my hair. But it finally became popular, not just in Japan but overseas too. You must have heard of my name even if you haven’t read my manga, right?"
Wow, what an arrogant introduction. Ye Xiu had heard about Kohei Horikoshi before. He nodded, "I have indeed heard of your name."
"Ahaha, that’s great! Seems like you’re manga fans. I have a few issues of my serialized manga. Why not take them as gifts?" Kohei Horikoshi said generously, though his smile hinted at arrogance.
Ye Xiu glanced at the manga title being offered and refused outright. The manga was "My Hero Academia."
Ye Xiu squinted at Kohei Horikoshi, who seemed to be setting them up. Insult me if you want, but do not insult my China.
"Sorry, I’ve heard of you, but I don’t like manga," Ye Xiu declined.
Turning to Li Qilin, he asked, "Do you know who he is?"
Li Qilin pursed her lips and shook her head, "Never heard of him."
Then Ye Xiu looked at Wu Hengjian, "Old Wu, how about you?"
Grudges aside, Wu Hengjian knew the importance of the situation and declared, "Sorry, never heard of him. I don’t like manga either! I prefer watching Chinese animations! My Hero Academia? Sounds like trash!"
"What did you say?!" Okinawa Ichiro was furious.
Kohei Horikoshi’s face darkened, "Sir, watch your words!"
"Oh, sorry, you understand Chinese. Well then…" Wu Hengjian cleared his throat and spoke angrily in Sichuan dialect, "You’re just a little rascal! No matter how high your shoes lift you, it won’t change a thing!"
Kohei Horikoshi and his assistant were confused, looking at each other.
Wu Hengjian, seeing they didn’t understand, smiled and continued, "You’re a fool, unworthy to stand with someone as smart as me!"
Kohei Horikoshi: ??? His assistant: ??? What is he saying?
Wu Hengjian got more excited, "You’re just a waste, only knowing how to run your mouth. You’re a worthless piece of crap! I’ll slap you so hard you won’t know north from south!"
Kohei Horikoshi: "…"
Assistant: "…"
How could they respond when they didn’t even understand the insults?
Ye Xiu, amazed at Wu Hengjian’s fluent Sichuan dialect, thought, good job, Old Wu. You really nailed it.
Li Qilin covered her mouth, trying hard not to laugh. She didn’t understand everything, but she caught some of the insulting words.
Kohei Horikoshi and his assistant, frustrated, could only manage to say, "Sorry, sir, please speak Mandarin or Japanese~~"
"Ha! I thought you were something! Can’t even handle this? Trash!" Wu Hengjian looked proud, radiating an aura of a champion, feeling very satisfied.
He hadn't felt this good in a long time. Though a bit crude, the familiar feeling of showing off was just so satisfying.
"Mr. Kohei Horikoshi? Why haven’t you left yet?" a surprised voice called from afar.
Kohei Horikoshi turned and smiled, "Oh, Mr. Heiji Toyota, you haven’t left either."
A well-dressed middle-aged man with slicked-back hair approached, looking at both groups, "And this is…?"
"Some Chinese people," Kohei Horikoshi said coldly.
Heiji Toyota understood instantly and ignored Ye Xiu and the others, shaking hands with Kohei Horikoshi, "Mr. Kohei Horikoshi, I’m a big fan. Please, speed up the updates of your manga."
Pausing, he glanced at Ye Xiu’s group, "Don’t let a few Chinese ruin your mood!"
"Don’t worry, I have the magnanimity of a great nation," Kohei Horikoshi said with a smile.
"Good, then I’ll be going. I have other matters to attend to," Heiji Toyota said and turned to leave.
Ye Xiu whispered something to Wu Hengjian, who then called out in Japanese, "Wait! You’re Heiji Toyota? What relation do you have with Kiichiro Toyoda?"
"How dare you speak my grandfather’s name so disrespectfully!" Heiji Toyota turned back, glaring.
Ye Xiu smiled, realizing they had encountered someone significant.