The next morning.
Tokyo, hotel.
Dong Xuebin was awakened by the telephone. A staff member from Fenzhou City called to inform him that the Tour Bus had arrived and that they would gather at the hotel entrance in an hour to head to the Investment Conference venue. Checking the time, he saw it was only six o'clock. Dong Xuebin knew they were pressed for time. The city leaders were supposed to arrive by plane before noon, and the venue setup had to be completed beforehand. Yawning, he climbed out of bed, got dressed, brushed his teeth, and washed up.
Ding-dong, ding-dong. The doorbell rang.
When he opened the door, Luo Haiting walked in. "Director."
Sister Luo had already changed into the clothes she had bought with Dong Xuebin yesterday. They were very trendy, not at all the sort of style a forty-year-old woman would normally wear. Yet they did not look bad. Luo Haiting actually suited such vivid reds and greens quite well.
With a toothbrush in his mouth, Dong Xuebin mumbled a few words and gestured for her to wait. Then he went into the bathroom, spat out the toothpaste foam, and rinsed his mouth.
When he came out, Dong Xuebin froze. Luo Haiting was making his bed.
Her plump buttocks were raised toward him as Sister Luo carefully folded the quilt bit by bit, then smoothed out the bedsheets.
Dong Xuebin gave a wry smile. "Sister Luo, no need. The hotel staff will clean up later. Look..."
Turning back with a smile, Luo Haiting set down the pillow. "I caused you trouble at customs yesterday, and I've felt bad about it ever since. You have to let me do something to make up for it, hehe."
"Come on, why are you still thinking about that?" Dong Xuebin waved