My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 424 Got a fake master?

Chapter 424: 424 Got a fake master?

Yamamoto had been repeatedly ignored by these people all afternoon, nearly bursting with rage.

He slammed a teacup down with a smack.

The light green tea spilled all over the floor.

The fine tea set specially prepared for the foreign guests was shattered to pieces.

"Do you have any discontent with us?" Yamamoto’s face was full of anger.

"Do you know who we are? Your country’s leaders were the ones who eagerly invited us here, and yet you backward pigs dare to treat us this way?"

After hurling insults at the technicians present.

He looked expressionlessly at the staff dressed in work clothes.

"Where is your leader? Call your leader out. I demand that everyone present apologize and compensate us, the foreign guests!"

The translator softened the words slightly when repeating them.

The majority of the people present did not react very strongly.

But Lin Tang was not easily fooled because she understood Japanese.

The moment she heard ’backward pigs,’ her expression suddenly turned cold.

Huh...

She took out a pack of medicine from the System Space and smeared it on her fingertips.

Everybody knew not to offend Yamamoto, and someone began to smooth things over.

"You all are the top talent in the industry; we are merely cherishing this rare opportunity to learn. Why would there be any discontent? Mister Yamamoto is thinking too much."

Yamamoto was looking for trouble and was not listening.

"Hmph, I have clear eyesight and keen hearing. It’s clear that you are dissatisfied with us, the foreign guests. Don’t try to argue against it."

Qiao Cheng had been bent over the table taking notes, not intending to deal with the frequently troublesome Yamamoto.

But unexpectedly, Yamamoto, both unreasonable and unrelenting, picked a fight.

He set down his pen, and his bright eyes took on a rare sharpness.

"You have good eyesight and hearing, but you are also quite unreasonable.

Our stance is very clear. If you truly come with the intention to help us, everyone in this land will welcome you.

If you insist on accusing us of disrespecting you, is it because your visit is malevolent and not in sincerity to exchange and learn from us?"

A few sharp retorts put Yamamoto in a dilemma.

What more could he say?

That was too harsh; the people of Zhonghua Country were too harsh.

Yamamoto was not pleased.

He had come here to pick fights.

All morning things had gone smoothly, Zhonghua Country’s people didn’t even dare raise their heads after being insulted, looking timid was quite amusing to him.

This unexpected defeat in the afternoon, however, he had truly not anticipated.

In a country so poor and backward they could barely afford meals, where did these people get the nerve to confront him?

Yamamoto’s face darkened.

Lin Tang gave Qiao Cheng an approving thumbs-up openly and rightfully.

That’s the way it should be.

The insults were right at their doorstep, and anyone with a bit of blood would not be able to tolerate it.

Old Yang glanced at his disciple, said nothing,

and quickly continued writing down something, having had some ideas after a previous discussion; he had to jot them down or he would forget them later.

The mood was tense for half a minute before a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit arrived.

Seeing Yamamoto’s barely concealed angry face, he frowned imperceptibly,

his own face, however, was adorned with a courteous smile.

"What seems to be the matter?"

Yamamoto crossed his arms, the corner of his mustache twitching.

He spoke with an annoying look, "Whatever it is, you ask your people. If I can’t get a satisfactory explanation for this incident, hmph!"

He threatened without hesitation.

The middle-aged man was called Jing Yin.

He smiled faintly, his composed demeanor arresting.

"I understand the situation clearly. Our comrades did not make any excessive remarks, nor did they do anything disrespectful to you."

"On the other hand, you have been using your advanced technology as a pretext to shamelessly insult our citizens.

Regarding this matter, I ask you to apologize. Otherwise, you are not welcome in this land."

With those words, the spines of the nationals stiffened.

They had done nothing wrong!

The smug look on Yamamoto’s face froze, and he did not quite know how to respond.

He looked at his translator with an expression that questioned whether the translation was wrong.

He incredulously picked at his ear, asking, "What did you just say? You want me to apologize?"

Yamamoto snorted coldly, "Do you know who I am? I am a senior technician from Japan, holding the world’s most advanced machine technology in my hand, and you’re asking me to leave?"

"...Can you afford the responsibility?"

He was very proud of his status!

Jing Yin’s expression remained unchanged, uncompromising, "Whether I can afford it is my business, and it has nothing to do with Mister Yamamoto."

His words rendered Yamamoto Ryuuko speechless.

It was quite a strong stand.

They might lack technology, but their people would not accept humiliation.

Yamamoto was on the verge of exploding.

Seeing Jing Yin’s staunch attitude, he snorted, "Fine, you’re formidable. I hope you can always keep up this tough act."

After saying this, he turned to the people beside him, "Let’s go!"

They quickly vanished from sight.

No one noticed that a petite figure quietly followed them.

Less than two minutes later, she returned to her seat.

As soon as Yamamoto left, the accompanying technicians also stood up, making up excuses to leave.

Jing Yin didn’t mind at all and suddenly approached Old Yang.

"Old Yang, I am Jing Yin," he said with a slight nod and polite tone.

Old Yang was surprised to see Jing Yin and stood up quickly.

"Deputy Director Jing, what brings you here?"

As a senior leader overseeing the economy, Jing Yin had encountered Old Yang when the latter took over the current research project.

With his own people, Jing Yin’s distant smile softened to genuineness.

He smiled and said, "Old Yang gave me that item; how could I possibly not make this trip?"

It was something that could lead to a major transformation in the textile industry.

Without making this trip, not only he but even his superiors would not be at ease.

Old Yang brightened at the strong interest from above.

"You came today for?"

Jing Yin didn’t beat around the bush, "I’ve come to discuss the fully automatic shuttle-changing loom with you directly."

In the corner, Lin Tang had just wiped her fingertips clean with a tissue.

Hearing Jing Yin’s words, her eyes flickered subtly,

and a deep smile crossed the depths of her gaze.

If the fully automatic shuttle-changing loom were to be introduced, Japan would no longer be able to be arrogant.

Not to mention other areas, the textile industry could at least catch up with them.

Before Old Yang could even speak, a technician by his side grew anxious,

Looking at the impressive Jing Yin, he plucked up his courage to ask, "...could we listen in?"

Jing Yin paused, then smiled, "Of course."

They were fellow countrymen and technicians; there was nothing they couldn’t hear.

The core technology wasn’t going to be disclosed anyway.

"Old Yang, kindly introduce the shuttle-changing loom technology to everyone," Jing Yin requested.

Old Yang shook his head with a smile, directing his gaze towards Lin Tang.

"This matter should be discussed by our Comrade Xiaolin from the factory. I believe after her introduction, everyone will have a more comprehensive initial understanding of the fully automatic shuttle-changing loom."

The girl was articulate and quick-thinking, perfectly suited for such tasks.

It was called making rational use of resources!

As for his somewhat naive disciple, he had not even crossed his mind.

Lin Tang: "..."

Seeing that his master only had eyes for Lin Tang and not himself, Qiao Cheng: "!!"

He had missed a chance to show off... was his master even real?

"Oh?" Jing Yin followed Old Yang’s gaze to look at Lin Tang.

This glance caught him by surprise; he found the girl before him, seemingly underage, exceptionally familiar.

It was as if he had seen her before...