Sakura Hotel, Presidential Suite.
In the hall of the presidential suite, there is a pretty high-end piano.
The reason for describing it as high-end is because Lin Yi doesn't know much about pianos. If he had to say he knew anything, it would only be some superficial knowledge about prices.
A suite of 150,000 yuan would never have a mediocre piano, which would seriously lower the B level of the entire room.
Lin Yi can't play the piano, but with the memory bread, Lin Yi can learn any skill that requires proficiency in the shortest time.
It just so happens that playing the piano is a skill that requires endless practice to master.
After watching Matsumoto Sayuri play it once, Lin Yi played it again himself.
The first time, it was a little rusty, occasionally pausing, but the basic keys were not pressed wrong.
The second time, the rustiness gradually faded away, and the playing became very smooth.
The third time, Lin Yi was already able to choose to play faster or slower according to his own thoughts.
This made Matsumoto Sayuri's eyes start to shine when she looked at Lin Yi.
When Lin Yi played it for the fourth time, she couldn't help but sit down next to Lin Yi and play a four-hand duet with him.
While playing, the two of them played to the sofa.
When the emotions were deep, even the rhythm of the applause was in accordance with Chopin's lullaby.
This made Matsumoto Sayuri, who was doing these things for the first time, discover that the human body is also a wonderful instrument.
Even without getting completely drunk, Matsumoto Sayuri was already intoxicated.
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After a hearty and exhilarating battle.
Matsumoto Sayuri released all her emotions and exhausted all her physical strength before falling into a deep sleep.
The system notifications arrived as expected, one ordinary treasure chest and one golden treasure chest.
Clearly, despite only spending one night together, Lin Yi's behavior made Matsumoto Sayuri realize that there was a great understanding between them, that their wavelengths were aligned, and that he was the right person.
Moreover, Matsumoto Sayuri was as pure as a lily, and she simply believed that this was fate's compensation to her.
Therefore, she immediately let Lin Yi into her heart.
Overall, the difficulty in Strategy (guōnglüè, 'capturing' in the context of romance) Matsumoto Sayuri lies not in gaining her trust, but in disrupting her wedding with Takasugi Toshihiko.
Thinking of Takasugi Toshihiko, Lin Yi couldn't help but recall the threat the other man had made against him.
The other man was young and had already become the heir to a corporation, and he was also intelligent. It wouldn't be wrong to describe him as young and promising.
But alas, this guy was too arrogant.
He thought that having a little money and an excellent team of lawyers meant he could do whatever he wanted.
He simply didn't know how dangerous this society was.
Truly impressive people never say how impressive they are, just like Jack Ma, whose biggest regret is creating Alibaba.
Truly dangerous people never advertise how dangerous they are, just like Lin Yi, who never tells anyone that no one he wants to kill can survive.
Lin Yi glanced at the time, it was just past twelve o'clock.
Lin Yi took out the Crystal Tear and entered Takasugi Toshihiko's name, immediately obtaining his third-person perspective, successfully locating him.
Lin Yi picked up his clothes, dressed unhurriedly, and before leaving the bedroom, he didn't forget to cover Matsumoto Sayuri with the blanket, lest she catch a cold.
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Roppongi luxury apartment, Minato-ku, Tokyo.
Takasugi Toshihiko, this rich second-generation, lived in this place.
In terms of housing, wealthy people in Japan are not quite the same as wealthy people in Celestial Dynasty.
Wealthy people in Celestial Dynasty always like to have a large villa with a lawn and swimming pool.
But wealthy people in Japan don't like to live in villas, but prefer top-notch luxury apartments.
Tokyo, as a landmark of Japan, is the dream of many people to live in.
So wealthy people generally don't consider villas, most of them live in luxury apartments.
Those skyscrapers with 30-40 floors are their favorites.
Towering buildings, unobstructed city views, occupying the most advantageous viewing position.
In addition to five-star hotel-style property management, modern decoration equipment, thoughtful front desk butlers, and fully transparent glass curtain walls that can see the most spectacular Tokyo night view.
Many people can only look up at a 45-degree angle, open their mouths wide, widen their eyes, and exclaim "Awesome."
The main customer group of this top-notch apartment has only one characteristic: they are rich.
Generally, celebrities, wealthy businessmen, and political figures live there.
Living here is the most effective proof of status and wealth.
This is the world of nouveau riche.
Influenced by this culture, this makes wealthy people in Japan very fond of top-notch apartments.
A rich second-generation like Takasugi Toshihiko can only live in a luxury apartment now, rather than a top-notch apartment.
But even a luxury apartment is enough to make many ordinary people daunted.
The luxury apartments where wealthy people live naturally have a very complete security system.
The first door is a fingerprint lock.
The administrator saw Lin Yi standing in front of the door and, finding him unfamiliar, looked at him vigilantly.
Lin Yi calmly put his index finger on it and then used the signal isolator.
The fingerprint lock was unable to connect to the computer database and failed to match Lin Yi's fingerprint, because it neither opened the lock nor issued a warning sound that the fingerprint matching had failed.
Lin Yi frowned, then tried again twice, but there was still no response. He couldn't help but pat the door and point to the fingerprint lock to the administrator.
The administrator also realized that something was wrong. He quickly returned to the management room, opened the door from the inside, and then went out.
Lin Yi said with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with this fingerprint lock? Why didn't it respond at all after I pressed it for so long?"
"I'm very sorry... there may be some malfunction." The administrator repeatedly bowed and apologized, and then he also tried putting his finger on it, but the fingerprint lock didn't respond at all.
He said somewhat puzzled: "What's going on? It was clearly working just now..."
"Fix it quickly, otherwise I won't feel safe living here."
Lin Yi said with a somewhat bad tone.
"I'm very sorry, I will repair it as soon as possible."
The administrator bowed to Lin Yi again to apologize, and Lin Yi, with a look of dissatisfaction, entered the apartment.
Pressed the elevator.
When the elevator door was just opening a crack, Lin Yi reached out and tapped it, using the surveillance shielding device to shield the surveillance inside the elevator.
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