"Dawei, stop washing, wash it again, and your toenails will be washed off!"

Qin Dong stood in the middle of the apartment and shouted to the small bathroom, "Today, Shao Dawei was invited to visit Hirata Katsushi's house with him."

"It's going to be done soon, I'll change the socks." The socks are also brand new. Shao Dawei still attaches great importance to being a guest today. "Qin Dong, leather shoes, is it better for me to wear black or brown?"

"It's brown." Qin Dong glanced at Shao Dawei, and the car that came to pick them up was waiting downstairs. Yasuno Hirata did not live in Ibaraki City, but in Osaka.

"Okay." Shao Dawei agreed to change into leather shoes, but after trying it himself, he hesitated to raise his head, "Qin Dong, I still think it's better to wear black."

"Then you can change to black." Qin Dong was wearing brown himself.

"Yes," But when you walked to the door, Shao Dawei hesitated again. "Qin Dong, wait for me, I'll change to brown, listen to yours..."

Watching the two walk downstairs with gifts and fruits, the window of the trainee apartment was full of trainees.

"Xiao Qin, Dawei, go to President Hirata's house as a guest?" Someone greeted with a smile.

"Okay, Dawei doesn't need to be a meal today..."

"Today, how should the president treat you? Do you have to eat the most expensive caviar?"

"Don't forget us, bring us some back..."

...

Everyone was joking and greeting, and Shao Dawei was also full of confidence. He held the flowers he brought to the hostess of the Hirata family and a box of snacks wrapped in light paper at home.

So I got into the car.

"Oh, if I had known I would have lived in an apartment with Qin Dong, and I could have had dinner at the president's house." The car drove away, and someone sighed.

"Then you are not as good as Dawei. They have been following Qin Dong since Tokyo..."

Japanese people generally do not host guests at home, but there are exceptions, today is exceptions.

When the car arrived, all four of the Hirata family greeted her in front of the room. It was so grand and enthusiastic that Shao Dawei excitedly rubbed his stomach, and there was something delicious today.

But after seeing the simple dishes served, he looked at his feet and the newly changed socks, and then looked at Qin Dong...

"Well, the taste is super good." Qin Dong praised with a smile.

Mrs. Hirata is a talented and open-minded woman with a rare cooking skills. She is not a housewife. She goes out to work part-time, and Panasonic, who is applying for the job, asked her to work full-time, and Hirata agreed.

In Japan in the early 1990s, few Japanese husbands were so cheerful.

What surprised Shao Dawei even more was that President Hirata's son was actually a hairdresser. Most people think that hairdressers are idle and have low social recognition. "But I think children like it and it is not harmful to society, so let him choose it by himself..." Hirata Yasuyuki's voice was still calm.

Until he took out his university diploma from more than 20 years ago after dinner, he really deserved to be the one who was able to be admitted to a prestigious Japanese university in that era!

"Qin Dongjun, the study life is very hard," Hirata smiled. "If you have a car in Japan, it can be more convenient. Can you drive?"

"When I was in China, I had a Santana." Qin Dong smiled.

"Santana, I know, the product of the Sino-German joint venture," Hirata smiled, "In this way, my car can be used for Qin Dongjun. Don't refuse. This is for you and for the company..."

Do I want to refuse?

Qin Dong smiled, where did you tell me that I wanted to refuse?

"Then, Mr. Hirata, it's better to obey your orders than respect." The two walked out of the door, walked down the steps before putting on their coats, said goodbye to Hirata and his wife and their family, and then took a car to return to Ibaraki City.

"I haven't heard of any president who gave his car to his subordinates..." Mrs. Hirata looked at her husband. Under the night, the breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers in the yard hit her. She could feel that today was the most relaxing day for her husband in three years.

"There is an old Chinese saying that people who wear clothes are worried about others... The person who wears clothes is untied, this is my attitude... Qin Dongjun can definitely understand it..."

"I can't imagine now that he is younger than our son, how could he develop super dry beer!" Mrs. Hirata sat side by side on a chair in the yard with her husband, staring at the stars all over the sky and the boundless sky.

...

"Qin Dongjun."

"Mr. President."

"President Qin Dong..."

...

At the morning meeting on Monday morning, when Qin Dong walked into the conference room of Sapporo Company, the head office of the main office, branch office, and the ministers sat in a lot. When they saw him, many people stood up, very enthusiastic.

"Where is President Qin Dong's seat sign?" Song Takako followed Qin Dong in, but she did not see the seat sign marked Qin Dong.

"Here." A clerk Ma Xiao trotted over. Song Takako saw Qin Dong's seat sign was under the minister and above the minister.

"This is not possible..." Matsu Takako hesitated, "President Hirata said that President Qin Dong is the shadow president of the company..."

"It doesn't matter, it's the same wherever you sit." Qin Dong said with a smile.

"It's not OK to put Qin Dongjun's seat sign here." President Hirata Yasuno came very early. Among the tall ministers in suits and ties, he found Qin Dong, who pointed at him. There was the position of the vice president. Seeing this, the vice president immediately moved down in sequence, "Qin Dongjun, you just sit next to me."

Oh, the Japanese in the audience stopped talking, everyone was quiet, watching the young man walk past President Hirata and sit down next to him.

In the East, both China and Japan, they pay attention to order and ranking. President Hirata really treats the Chinese trainees in front of him as presidents.

"I need to explain," Yasuhira Hirata helps gold wire glasses. "President Qin Dong is the shadow president of the company. I hope everyone respects him as much as I respect me. Okay, before the meeting, I emphasized that the development of the company's super dry beer has entered the confidentiality process. No one must violate the company's regulations, nor can they sell the interests of the company..."

...

The indicators of saccharification exceed expectations, but the technical process of saccharification will also become the target of other manufacturers to follow the examples and learn or even steal, not to mention that fermentation has been carried out now.

"It must be kept confidential." President Hirata rarely became serious, "Our confidentiality system, Koizumi, you can implement it yourself."

...

There is no airtight wall in the world. When Sapporo Beer developed and saccharified technology reached the production indicators of all dry beer, Kiyoshi Fujino got the news immediately.

"Yamada, we should report to the main office in time." This time, he pushed open Yamada Shizuo's door impolitely.

"Funo-kun, don't panic," Yamada was very calm, "but when we reported last time, our minister hung up our phone..."

"So, I'll report..." Fujino mustered up the courage, "You just need to be technically..."

The two were discussing, but the phone rang on Yamada's table. He stood up in a hurry, "Yes, yes, we are negligent, but this minister, last time..."

The phone hung up again, and Shio Yamada was already blushing. Needless to say, he was scolded by the Minister on the phone again.

"The Minister said, we must stop them," Yamada looked at Kiyoshi Fujino, "or Qin Dong can use it for our Asahi Company."

Fujino was stunned, and the staff outside called him to answer the phone, but the call was from the head of the minister, "Yes, yes, I understand, I will act immediately..." Fujino Kiyoshi's voice was not loud, but it was very heavy.
Chapter completed!