"I don't know any Nakamura Naoto's grandfather. If Mr. Kimura wants to talk to me, he can come find me within an hour. As for anyone else, forget it!"
"Alright, alright. I'll pay you a visit in an hour."
At a hotel near Xiushui Street in the capital, Kimura Hachisai hung up the phone and looked at Nakamura Kenshou, who sat opposite him.
"My apologies, Senior Nakamura. That Mr. Li does not wish to see you."
"He doesn't want to see me? Or does he not dare to see me?"
Nakamura Kenshou gave a cold laugh, then said to Kimura Hachisai with a teasing look, "Kimura, judging by the tone you used when speaking to that Chinese person just now, you seemed full of humility and fear. Have you spent a few years in the mainland and forgotten your own identity?"
"You misunderstand, Senior Nakamura. Chinese people value neither servility nor arrogance, so during my years in China, I have treated everyone equally. Besides, I am a commoner, unlike you, who possess such a noble status."
Kimura Hachisai explained at length with an awkward smile, but inwardly, he was cursing his mother.
Nakamura Kenshou had been introduced to him by a colleague from the head office. Originally, it had merely been said that they could "expand their connections and help each other." Thinking that one more friend meant one more road, Kimura Hachisai had agreed.
Yet after the two met, Kimura Hachisai felt as sickened as if he had swallowed a fly.
That was because Nakamura Kenshou carried far too much of the habit of a superior. He did not regard Kimura Hachisai as a friend at all. That cold, disdainful gaze made Kimura Hachisai extremely uncomfortable, even giving him the feeling that the other man saw him as a