But soon, several waiters wearing red vests and white shirts suddenly appeared from nowhere and surrounded Lu Zhong. Lu Zhong could only release the towel in his hand and slowly back away.

  A female waitress entered the restroom, and a tall, sturdy young man stood beside Lu Zhong, asking him unfriendly: "Brother, what's going on?"

  The waiter even shouted: "Do you want to call the police?"

  Lu Zhong took out his work permit and handed it over to the sturdy young man, saying: "It's a misunderstanding, you also saw that this is a men's toilet."

  The sturdy male waiter looked at Lu Zhong's work permit and smiled on his face, hurriedly returned it to Lu Zhong, saying: "Yes, I understand, must be a misunderstanding."

  Lu Zhong is so helpless, this kid is too clever for his own good? Obviously doesn't think highly of himself.

  The male waiter seemed to be a small leader, and at this time he scolded the young man who was clamoring to call the police: "You shut up, if you disturb the guests, your bonus will be deducted. It's just a misunderstanding, what are you reporting? Everyone calm down, do what they should do."

  At this time, accompanied by the waitress, the Japanese beauty slowly walked out, staring at Lu Zhong's beautiful eyes, not very friendly.

  The male waiter saw the Japanese beauty, was stunned for a moment, and then walked over with a smile all over his face. "Kagawa-san, I'm sorry to have startled you. It's just a misunderstanding. Why don't you calm down and let me send you back to your room to rest?"

  The Japanese beauty hesitated for a moment, but also nodded slightly. Although she didn't believe it was a misunderstanding, in an unfamiliar China, she didn't want to cause trouble and end up losing out.

  She is a high-achieving graduate of the University of Tokyo, although she studied Chinese, but like most Japanese people, in her impression, China is a poor and backward country with low national quality, very passionate and scary, coming to work in China is as dangerous as entering the primitive jungle, but for her future, she still stepped on the dangerous journey resolutely.

  When Lu Zhong was squatting on the ground, the Japanese beauty found that there was a long scar on his waist, red and scary, which should be a knife scar.

  This Chinese man, in her eyes, was certainly a member of a dangerous and frightening violent group, perhaps the Red Guards?

  Although she had studied Chinese, the Japanese beauty's understanding of China was limited. In her impression, the Red Guards should be a violent organization like Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi, and even more frightening. Because ten years ago, a series of violent incidents planned by the Maoist Red Guards (Red Army), composed of young people in Japan who believed in communism and worshiped Chinese leaders, caused panic throughout Japan, leaving an indelible mark on her young mind.

  Somehow, Lu Zhong's appearance also seemed fierce in her eyes.

  Then she found out that this fierce-looking man had been following her all along. In a foreign land, encountering such an event, her panic was imaginable.

  She arrived at the 11th floor and as soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw the bathroom and subconsciously ran in. She also found a mop to hold onto, thinking that if this man was still following her, she could confirm he was a pervert and then call for help from the service staff.

  She also lives on the 11th floor and knows that the service staff's duty room is just a short distance from the washroom.

  Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, she didn't want to rush to Room 2 in such a flustered state and be seen by Yamamoto Taro and others looking disheveled. She knew that her colleagues looked down on her as a female supervisor, so every time they met, it was like a war to her, and she had to be in top condition to fight. She hoped that her colleagues would see her excellent side, strong, serious, and hardworking.

  A timid, failed and weak girl? That would quickly destroy the image she had built up over a long time at the Mitsubishi headquarters.

  And what if Room 2 is far from the elevator? What if she's gagged and subdued by this Chinese man in the corridor, then dragged into some room?

  So, almost subconsciously, she ran into the bathroom.

  Although I don't want to bother, I also hope that this Chinese man will not harass me again. The Japanese beauty then asked the sturdy waiter, "Excuse me, is he a guest here?"

  The waiter scratched his head, pointed to the sign of the bathroom and said: "Miss Xiangchuan, you really misunderstood." He wouldn't reveal Lu Zhong's identity, although he felt that this official from the Planning Commission had ulterior motives, but he still wanted to help him cover it up. Fortunately, Miss Xiangchuan went into the men's restroom, which was reasonable for a Chinese person.

  Kagawa Junco turned her head, slightly stunned, and looked at the female toilet sign a little further away. After comparing, she finally realized that the small black figure on the sign of the washroom she entered was wearing shorts, while the slightly wider lower body clothing of the female toilet was a skirt. However, if not compared with the female toilet, the male toilet character sign looked like it was wearing an ultra-short skirt.

  The toilet here is relatively high-end, with a washing area outside and a door inside, which is the toilet area. Xiangjiang Chunzi, who was facing off against Lu Zhong in the outer washing area, didn't realize that she had actually entered the men's restroom.

  Kagawa Junco looked at Lu Zhong again, Lu Zhong was shaking his head with a helpless expression, in fact, because Lu Zhong found out that although several waiters were speaking for him, they all seemed to have taken him as a lustful wolf with ulterior motives, and the reason why they were speaking for him was actually because of his identity and the fact that he was also Chinese.

  Kagawa Junco suddenly bowed her head slightly to Lu Zhong "Sir, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. However, you have scars and look a bit fierce, so that's why this misunderstanding happened, very sorry!" Finally, she said in Japanese "" (Sumimasen) which is a very formal way of saying sorry in Japanese. The Japanese language itself has a soft and beautiful rhythm, and with the gentle voice of the Japanese beauty, speaking her native language was especially moving, making the male waiter's heart skip a beat.

  Lu Zhong couldn't help but feel a bit helpless, why did he have to look so fierce? He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, nothing, as long as you know it's a misunderstanding." No matter how uncomfortable he felt in his heart, he couldn't argue with a little girl.

  Kagawa Junco immediately saw the wound on Lu Zhong's forehead scratched by her leather bag and apologetically asked, "Then, shall I send you to the infirmary?" Suddenly remembering, she repeatedly apologized, saying: "Sumimasen, sumimasen, I have an important appointment, I..."

  Lu Zhong waved his hand: "Forget it, nothing." He thought to himself, who doesn't have an important appointment?

  "Here, I'll give you some money. You can see a doctor yourself. If it's not enough, please call me, sorry, sorry..." said Yukiko Kagawa, rummaging through her purse for cash and a business card.

  Lu Zhong had already waved his hand and turned to walk towards the elevator. Xiang Jiang Chunzi was stunned for a moment, then ran after him for a few steps, but Lu Zhong had already entered the elevator and pressed the button to close the door.

  In the elevator, facing the bright metal sidewall, Lu Zhong took a look at the wound on his forehead and added to the stains on his body. He really looked quite disheveled. Forget it, this banquet doesn't seem like it's going to work out either. I'll just go down to the lobby and make a phone call to let them know.

  He immediately went up to the 11th floor by himself and then took the elevator back down, which really made him wonder if he had become a pervert. He originally thought it was just a misunderstanding, but now he's starting to doubt himself.

  Oh, maybe I'll just go to the infirmary myself?

  This day is really unlucky anyway.

  Lu Zhong shook his head, thinking helplessly.

  ……

  Lu Zhong's bad luck clearly had only just begun. The next day, early in the morning, he had barely entered his office when he received a call from Vice Secretary and Director of the Planning Commission, Ma Hua, asking him to come over.

  Ma Hua has offices in both the municipal party committee office building and the Planning and Economic Commission's courtyard, but usually, his office at the Planning and Economic Commission is just for show, and he doesn't even get to use it a few times a month.

  Today was no exception, Secretary Ma summoned by phone, Lu Zhong drove, and went straight to the municipal party committee compound.

  In the office of Secretary Ma Hua, Lu Zhong reported on the recent work of attracting investment and assisting poverty-stricken counties. Ma Hua listened very seriously, his eyebrows occasionally twitching slightly as he did so. These subtle expressions did not escape Lu Zhong's notice, who keenly observed that when it came to the construction of the Lingdong County Agricultural Trade Market, Secretary Ma's eyebrows furrowed before relaxing again.

  Lu Zhong took a sip of water and said, "Ah, and Secretary Ma, I have something to report to you. The cadres from the Lingdong Office once sent me a box of apples, but I returned them."

  Ma Hua nodded, "Uh-huh, there's a box of apples." Then, he leaned back on the sofa and slowly lit a cigarette.

  "Secretary Ma, is there something going on?"

  Ma Hua puffed on his cigarette, staring at Lu Zhong.

  Lu Zhong's face was bewildered, and then he gradually came to his senses, asking tentatively: "Secretary Ma, don't tell me you know about the apple thing?"

  Ma Hua nodded slightly: "I've heard people mention it."

  Lu Zhong smiled wryly and said: "Secretary Ma is so serious, it seems that you also know about the 500 yuan under the apple box?"

  Ma Hua was slightly stunned and couldn't think of why Lu Zhong would admit to it himself.

  "Alas, I didn't want to report this to you originally. After all, the comrades from Lingdong also wanted to do a good deed for their hometown's development, but they just used the wrong method. I've already criticized them and given them a light punishment as a warning, but if we were to report this to the organization, I'm afraid it would cause them a lot of trouble. These few comrades are having a very hard time living in Wushan, sometimes at noon they only have cold rice balls to eat, it's really heartbreaking for me to see..."

  Ma Hua's eyebrows gradually relaxed and he said: "So, about the money......?"

  "I returned the apples with the money, I asked Zhang Qingtian to handle it. When they delivered the apples, I wasn't at home, my neighbor received them. It was only the next day that I discovered there was money inside, so I immediately called Zhang Qingtian and had him send both the apples and the money over."

  "Ah, Zhang Qingtian is in charge of it." Ma Hua's face became even more radiant, apparently, no matter how unlikable Zhang Qingtian was, as long as he was involved, the leaders were all at ease and thought there would be no problems.

  "Secretary Ma, I was just worried about affecting the future of Lingdong cadres, and I didn't tell anyone. Who did you hear it from? Zhang Qingtian?" Lu Zhong said, biting his teeth, then shook his head, "No, I still think you don't know, so it's not Zhang Qingtian..."

  Ma Hua burst out laughing, "You're such a stubborn head, what's wrong with you? Do you want to fight back and take revenge? Who said that you don't have to worry about it, it's all for your own good. This matter, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it." He looked at Lu Zhong and nodded, "I heard that you're quite loyal to your friends, it seems this saying is true. However, as party members, our first priority is to be loyal to the party organization and uphold the party's nature. If we lack a strong sense of party loyalty, the road ahead will be tough! Take today's matter for example, if I didn't have good intentions towards you and didn't have an open and honest chat with you, I'm afraid it would lead to more trouble in the future."

  Lu Zhong knew that Ma Hua could say these things to him, indicating that he still had a good impression of himself. He nodded sincerely and said, "Thank you, Secretary Ma, for your guidance. I will remember it."

  Ma Hua smiled and nodded at him, saying: "You speak freely, it's good."

  Lu Zhong's mind was actually thinking about who had leaked this matter to Ma Hua in order to harm himself. It seemed that he still needed to find clues from the Lingdong cadres.