Chapter 33: Shopping Can Also Get on the Hot Search

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Girls shopping is often just shopping. The situation of actually spending money to buy things is actually not much. Most products can be bought online at a cheaper price, so there is no need to spend that unjust money in the mall.

Of course, these situations are for those girls who live relatively carefully. Wen Xia and Chunzi are not in this list. They shop in physical stores, especially cosmetics and clothes, which they almost never buy online.

But now they can't be so willful. Wen Xia terminated the contract with the company, and her two years of savings were almost gone. Chunzi ran away from home, and several credit cards were frozen. Seeing the goods in the store that cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, they could only sigh in vain.

And Miss Luo Quan became the little rich woman with the most money among the three girls. The record sales are settled once a month and will not arrive until the middle of next month. But she hasn't moved much of the exclusive song authorization fee paid by Sony before.

That is a huge sum of 20 million yen. She can buy herself a decent outfit in any luxury brand's physical store. If she were a trendy girl who follows the fashion pace like Wen Xia, after shopping for an hour, she would have been carrying large and small shopping bags in her hands long ago.

But at this moment, she was just holding a steaming Oden in her hand. This was bought when passing by a snack bar just now. The taste can only be said to be okay, but the quantity is very sufficient.

Miss Luo Quan originally wanted to treat Chunzi and Wen Xia to one portion each, but Wen Xia had a heavy idol burden and couldn't do the thing of eating while walking on the street. Chunzi refused Miss Luo Quan's kindness because the dress she was wearing was relatively expensive and she didn't dare to eat this kind of food full of juice.

So in the prosperous mall, Miss Luo Quan walked in the middle, eating with a mouth full of oil. Wen Xia swallowed her saliva while watching.

"Want a bite?" Miss Luo Quan pulled out a string of octopus balls. The white, Q-bouncy balls were stained with some brown sauce on the surface, exuding a rich fragrance, full of temptation.

"Don't eat!" Wen Xia firmly refused Miss Luo Quan's kindness, but her eyes never left the string of octopus balls.

"Don't eat, I'll eat... Aowu..." Miss Luo Quan took a bite. The taste was smooth, the meat was very elastic, and she swallowed it after chewing a few times.

"So you just have too heavy an idol burden and live too tiredly. What's the matter with eating an octopus ball on the street? You even pick your feet at home." Miss Luo Quan swallowed the ball and said.

Wen Xia explained with a red face: "That's at home, it doesn't matter what I do. But outside, God knows if there are paparazzi taking pictures of you. If you are not careful and get photographed in a bad picture, you will be mocked at best, and your persona will collapse at worst!"

Miss Luo Quan spread her hands carelessly: "Aren't you wearing sunglasses? Besides, where are there paparazzi in this mall?"

Wen Xia sneered: "Do you think you won't be recognized if you wear sunglasses?"

Chunzi also said: "I can see that Quan-chan doesn't go shopping often.

Shibuya International Shopping Center is one of the most prosperous malls in Tokyo. Many celebrities will come here to shop when they are free, so a considerable number of paparazzi have gathered here.

These paparazzi will secretly take close-ups as long as they see girls with good figures wearing sunglasses. With our three outfits, I don't know how many photos have been taken."

Miss Luo Quan frowned: "Why does this sound a bit strange? Mall perverts?"

Wen Xia adjusted the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose: "In a sense, paparazzi are a kind of pervert, but they are only interested in celebrities, and the means of taking photos will not be so shameful."

Miss Luo Quan shrugged: "Whatever, anyway, I'm a singer and don't rely on image to eat."

Wen Xia complained unceremoniously: "Don't care about image, then why don't you dare to look at Weibo until now?"

Miss Luo Quan's tone stagnated: "That... that's because the domestic environment is too bad, I don't want to fight with trolls... I didn't uninstall Weibo because of that ugly photo!"

"What ugly photo?" Chunzi asked curiously.

"Let me show you something, I'm afraid only I have it in all of Japan." Wen Xia smiled like a treacherous fox and flipped out the photo saved in her phone.

Chunzi took a look. She, who was usually quiet and gentle, laughed like a motorcycle engine: "Pfft pfft pfft pfft hahaha... Quan-chan, I didn't expect you to have such a photo. I've been with you for three years and never knew your mouth could open so wide. Can this fit a fist?"

Miss Luo Quan gritted her teeth: "Whoever dares to leak this photo, karate will serve you!"

In the play, time unknowingly came to noon. The three girls found a restaurant and had a big Japanese meal. Just after eating, San Mu called and said that the house had been moved.

The three girls immediately returned to the new apartment. Everyone's clothes had been placed in their respective rooms according to the previous distribution. Each room had a soft big bed, and finally, they didn't have to sleep on that hard tatami.

Just when Miss Luo Quan was immersed in the joy of moving into a new home, at 1:30 PM, she was on the hot search again.

The hot search name is: "Shock! Sister Quan Shui and friends go shopping, dressed boldly!"

This is probably the time when the title and the actual situation match the most. Many passersby came in with strong curiosity and felt that Miss Luo Quan's dressing was indeed quite bold.

Netizens commented below one after another:

"Sister Quan Shui's image management is really too poor. She dressed too casually when going out, and she didn't even put on makeup."

"This appearance reminds me of the kind and honest old grandfather in the countryside, just as simple, just as earthy."

"Didn't Sony arrange a better stylist for Sister Quan Shui? The manpower shouldn't be so tight, right?"

"But even with such a terrible style, Sister Quan Shui is still beautiful and moving."

"Suddenly remembered a poem from China, 'Clear water comes out of the hibiscus, naturally removing carvings'."

"The floor above is the correct answer. Using this poem to describe Sister Quan Shui is simply too appropriate!"

The comment section became a daily blowing of Miss Luo Quan, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

Everything is developing in a good direction. Record sales have risen back to the first place among singers of the same period. The three songs firmly occupy the top three of the Oricon chart, and the gap with the fourth place is getting wider and wider.

And the free broadcast "My All," after landing on YouTube, the number of views is rapidly approaching the million mark. Now her YouTube and Twitter fans have exceeded one million, and this data is still increasing by 100,000 to 200,000 every day.

In half a month, she can consider the preparation matters for the second album.

However, a phone call from Xingye Ying made Miss Luo Quan's heart tighten immediately.

"There have been some problems with the negotiations between the company and that 'Wakagashira' of the Zhuji Society. The situation is a bit bad."

"How is that possible? Sony is such a big company, can't it deal with the Zhuji Society?"

In a capitalist country like Japan, capital is sometimes equivalent to power, not to mention a big company like Sony?

Xingye Ying said helplessly: "It's very complicated to explain. In short, that 'Wakagashira' made many excessive demands, and it also involves you."

Actually, Miss Luo Quan is taking it for granted here, thinking that the situation in Japan is similar to Korea, where chaebols can do whatever they want.

But in fact, compared to the arrogant and evil Korean chaebols, Japanese chaebols are more low-key. They like to hide their strength and bide their time, and the chaebol helmsmen are not selected by a simple family inheritance system. Most importantly, these chaebols all consider themselves Japanese and know where the bottom line of some things is.

So although everyone knows the existence of chaebols, in daily life, there is very little news about them.

And the underworld is different. This is a group of ruthless desperadoes. More importantly, the Japanese government also recognizes the legitimacy of this organization, which makes the Japanese underworld's style of conduct always unusually arrogant.

Even in the early part of this century, there were frequent clashes between Japanese underworld groups, and large-scale armed fights of hundreds of people were common. Such a group of ruthless people is something no chaebol is willing to provoke.

With the energy of the Mitsui chaebol behind Sony, they are definitely not afraid of the Zhuji Society, but the problem now is that the one being targeted is an artist of a company under the chaebol, and the one doing this is the 'Wakagashira' of the Zhuji Society.

It is very troublesome to deal with such a heavyweight underworld big shot.

The company initially wanted Xingye Ying to apologize to this 'Wakagashira' to turn a big matter into a small one, but because this 'Wakagashira' felt that he had lost face because his subordinates were sent to the police station, he insisted on letting Xingye Ying and Miss Luo Quan go to his territory to meet, and only the two of them could go.

What will happen when two girls go to the territory of an underworld big shot? I'm afraid no one can figure it out. If they really go, it will mostly be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

After learning the result of the matter, Miss Luo Quan fell into silence. Judging from the current situation, the company is probably not very good at managing these things. Even a signed artist like Xingye Ying is forced to meet and apologize to this big shot, let alone her.

Call the police? Calling the police won't work either. Japan's crackdown on the underworld is far less than that in the country, and the Japanese underworld is not some internet giant. If you call the police today, maybe the person will be gone tomorrow.

Having lived for so many years, this is the first time Miss Luo Quan has experienced what is called powerlessness. With her thousands of skills, she can't exert any effect on the dilemma in front of her.

If she doesn't want to leave Japan immediately, this 'Hongmen Banquet' (trap) must be attended.

I don't know how long she thought about it. Miss Luo Quan, who still held a glimmer of hope for the modern harmonious society, finally chose to compromise: "Please tell me the time and place."

Xingye Ying's tone sounded incomparably low and helpless: "Tomorrow night at 8:00 PM, at the 'Jile' (Paradise) Bar in the center of Kabukicho." ===== CHAPTER 34 =====