The fact that Chen Xiao, a newcomer, was suddenly "promoted" from an ordinary assistant to a lady's personal attendant left all the other assistants wide-eyed!
This further confirmed their suspicions: this young man must have an extraordinary background!
However, one small misunderstanding remains: it seems that apart from Miss Sato and her scathing female attendant, as well as the arrogant butler... everyone else thinks Chen Xiao is Japanese.
Chen Xiao didn't talk to anyone, and no one dared to talk to him, which instilled a sense of awe in everyone.
As a result, even Chen Xiao's full-time female translator, Zhang Xiaotao, received extra respect from these Japanese people, and no one dared to harass her anymore.
"Sato... that's a prestigious noble surname in Japan," Zhang Xiaotao casually remarked during dinner with Chen Xiao that evening.
Hmm... so he's a Japanese nobleman.
Chen Xiao snorted.
But who cares? It's only a month anyway.
Chapter 133 [Boarding the Ship]
This Miss Sato seems to have quite an extraordinary background.
After spending a day at this private club hotel, Chen Xiao figured out a few details.
First of all, this Miss Sato's subordinates, all the people who serve her, take care of her, protect her, and arrange her schedule, including bodyguards, assistants, servants, drivers, and so on, total forty people.
All these people's job was to be busy with the daily life of this young lady.
I've seen people put on airs before, but I've never seen anyone put on airs like this.
Chen Xiao found it somewhat amusing.
Furthermore, Chen Xiao has yet to actually meet this Miss Sato.
Although he had been promoted to her close attendant and could enter her residence, this young lady always kept a door between them. Chen Xiao could easily poke through that thin paper sliding door with a flick of his finger, but this young lady seemed incredibly aloof and never ventured out easily.
As for Zhang Xiaotao… she was having a good time. Officially Chen Xiao's translator, she was essentially his chatterbox. Since no one dared speak to Chen Xiao, she had virtually no work to do, spending her time leisurely drinking coffee in the break room and shamelessly collecting a hefty salary. Her only job was to chat with Chen Xiao during dinner. Chen Xiao stayed there for three whole days, his daily work consisting of sitting in the living room of the house where Miss Sato lived. He was idle, while Takeuchi Yako stared at him with unfriendly eyes, holding a small katana as if studying his body, wondering where to begin the incision.
This feeling wasn't pleasant. Sitting there feeling stifled for at least three days was already making Chen Xiao quite annoyed. He even doubted whether he could endure it for a month.
Finally, the fourth day began. Miss Sato was about to leave.
Chen Xiao was amazed by the servants' busy work!
This young lady, Sato, lived an extremely luxurious life; even the water she drank each day was her own! Servants meticulously packed away countless suitcases, trunks, and various precious utensils. Even the pillow she slept on was her personal item.
Chen Xiao couldn't help but sigh at the way these Japanese people did things: accurate and meticulous—and in an almost abnormal way!
For example, they are all servants, but some servants are responsible for wiping tables, while others are responsible for wiping floors... and those who wipe tables are absolutely not allowed to wipe floors! Such a demanding requirement made Chen Xiao feel somewhat amused.
When Miss Sato went out, Chen Xiao finally met her.
I must say, it's somewhat disappointing... This Miss Sato isn't nearly as beautiful as she appears in that photo. Perhaps the photographer was too skilled, capturing her most beautiful angle and moment. In reality, Miss Sato's appearance is merely delicate, with soft features, but her eyes carry an indescribable melancholy.
Indeed, she was melancholy; Chen Xiao wasn't mistaken. But what could a young lady whose life was so privileged and luxurious that even Chen Xiao frowned over have to be melancholy about?
What Chen Xiao found even stranger was that all of these servants and attendants treated Miss Sato with a level of respect that far exceeded that of servants to their masters.
Instead... it was as if they were worshipping this Miss Sato like a goddess.
A convoy of more than a dozen luxury cars with diplomatic license plates carried this group of Japanese people away from downtown Shanghai.
Chen Xiao was "lucky" enough not to ride in the same car as Miss Sato, but instead had a private car with Zhang Xiaotao.
The convoy drove away from downtown Shanghai and headed east, eventually arriving at a seaside pier.
Chen Xiao was stunned as he stared at the enormous, luxurious cruise ship moored before him.
Is this... a trip to sea?
really!
Soon, all the documents and visas were distributed to everyone. Even Zhang Xiaotao received a copy.
It was clear that Zhang Xiaotao was hesitant—she was only there for a short-term job and didn't want to spend her entire summer vacation on it.
However... when Zhang Xiaotao saw the reward amount, her eyes immediately lit up with stars!
"Are you coming aboard with me too?" Chen Xiao asked the female translator with some surprise.
"Yeah, after this job, I'll earn enough to take a year off! I might as well skip summer vacation! With this money, I won't have to work during winter break!" Zhang Xiaotao said with a smile, though she was still a little guilty inside. She knew very well that her so-called "translator" role was a joke; Chen Xiao didn't talk to anyone at all.
Where else can you find such a good deal: making a fortune just by drinking coffee and reading magazines every day?
Zhang Xiaotao thought shamelessly to herself.
After boarding the ship, Chen Xiao finally learned about the itinerary—was it really necessary to keep it a secret like this?
The itinerary is actually quite simple: take this luxury cruise ship and return directly to Japan.
As for why not fly...
The answer is simpler: the young lady has disliked airplanes since she was a child; she's afraid of flying. Therefore, everyone else had no choice but to travel by boat.
Looking at the return ticket she had received, Zhang Xiaotao began to think: Maybe she could take this opportunity to explore Japan for a couple of days?
Chen Xiao knew very well that leaving Zhang Xiaotao behind must have been done by someone in the white glove operation. Was this a way of currying favor with him?
This luxury oil tanker flies the Panamanian flag. The Victoria—this is a famous large ship, ranked sixth in the world's luxury oil tankers.