At the Yamamoto Group reception, Qin Fan and Hua Xiaotian walked in one after the other. Since Asians tend to have similar facial features, their arrival did not attract much attention.
"Excuse me, where is Chairman Yamamoto?" Qin Fan asked politely, smiling at the Japanese receptionist in fluent English.
"Are you looking for the chairman? Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked. Her expression grew wary. Not speaking Japanese, but English? Are they from Huaxia or Korea?
"No. Tell me where he is," Qin Fan said, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk.
"Sorry, you cannot see the chairman without an appointment," the receptionist stated coldly.
However, as soon as her words fell, Qin Fan suddenly thrust his hand forward. He grabbed her throat and hoisted her into the air. "Can you tell me where Yamamoto Ichiro is now?"
