Chapter 333 Dad, Why Doesn't Auntie Wear Clothes?

Night, time 22:13.

Old George and his party finally arrived in Japan, the first stop of their trip to Asia.

When Air Force One stabilized, Old George and Kim Hyun-tae said hello, and then they went down to the direction of the cabin door surrounded by security personnel, secretaries, and the media.

Of course Kim Hyun-tae didn't follow, because he knew that it was time for Old George's solo show, so why did he follow to join in the fun.

Like Kim Hyun-tae, there were two 'colleagues', Matthews and Candy, who didn't follow, but stayed behind, ready to go out after everyone got off the plane.

Although the three of them are old George's think tanks, they usually don't want to be so high-profile, so that the whole world knows about it.

Most of the time, everyone is willing to hide behind their backs. Even Kim Hyun-tae agrees with this point of view.

Old George was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. He was dressed in a simple and well-fitting manner. The moment he stepped out of the cabin, the Japanese media reporters who had been waiting in full force for a long time began to press the shutters of their cameras.

Of course, among the journalists who have been waiting for a long time, CNN journalists must be indispensable.

As the most influential and largest TV media on the west coast of the United States, how could Kim Hyun-tae ignore the follow-up reports of his trip to Asia.

"Is your CNN reporter down here? I really want to see the CNN logo under your name."

Approaching the window, Matthews looked out, then turned around and asked Kim Hyun-tae.

Kim Hyun-tae, who was holding Coco in his arms, smiled implicitly: "Of course, CNN also has news sites in Asia."

Seemingly shy, but actually black-bellied uncle Candy, interjected at this time: "After you are on the media and public opinion, basically we have no disadvantages, which means that we have our own influence in this area. and the right to speak, so you must manage this area well in the future, and you must not let it go to waste.”

How could Kim Hyun-tae not know about what Candi said.

So he nodded: "Don't worry. Although I'm young, I'm not a person who doesn't know everything, and of course I have to manage my own business well, right?"

Candy is also kind. Kim Hyun Tae can hear it, so he won't be impatient.

At this time, a brief interview was going on outside, and the footsteps of old George did not stop, and those Japanese media reporters tried their best. Passed the microphone in his hand and asked some questions at the same time, hoping to get some answers before the old George left.

It's a pity that the old George only gave a very official and vague response to some specific questions, and then got in a black car and left. This disappointed many Japanese media.

But think about it, it's already past 22 o'clock in the evening, how could Old George waste his saliva with these people here.

As vice president, George Sr. was of course the one who received the most care and attention. On the contrary, Kim Hyun-tae, Candy, and Matthews received slightly less attention.

Kim Hyun-tae has nothing to lose about this.

But Xiao Keke curled her lips unhappily.

"Those reporters have left more than half,

I haven't been interviewed yet. "

As soon as Ke Ke said this, Kim Hyun-tae, Matthews, and the black uncle Candy all laughed.

Matthews asked Ke Ke amusedly: "Little princess, why do you want to interview the reporter?"

Both Kim Hyun-tae and Kandy looked at Ke Ke curiously, waiting for the little guy's answer.

snort!

Ke Ke raised her chin proudly, looked at Matthews with a very arrogant expression, and then replied: "Of course I want to use the media to do everything possible to create momentum for my own clothing brand."

Whoo!

The smiles on the faces of Matthews and Candy deepened a little.

Uncle Candy, a black man, nudged Jin Xiantai who was beside him with his elbow: "You are a very smart little guy. He actually understands this truth. Did you teach it as a father?"

Obviously, like this kind of thing, Candy thinks that Kim Hyun-tae, the father, taught Xiao Keke. Otherwise, how could a little kid know this.

Jin Xiantai smiled wryly: "I didn't teach her these things. In fact, I don't know how she knew. She even knows how to use the media to create momentum for her clothing brand. This is beyond my expectation."

Matthews turned to look at Kim Hyun-tae and Candy, and interjected with a smile: "If I had such a daughter, I would wake up laughing from my dream."

Matthews said this very sincerely. It can be seen that it is not fake at all.

But think about it, anyone who has such a daughter will probably wake up from a dream in the middle of the night laughing.

After all, such a smart child, the parents don't want to have one.

"Gentlemen, please get ready, we are about to disembark soon."

Old George, who made false prior arrangements, had already left, and it was only at this time that Jin Xiantai and the others got off the plane.

After all, the vice president is more important than them, and Kim Hyun-tae and the others understand this very well.

When they walked out of the cabin with their daughter Ke Ke in their arms, many of the reporters below had already left. It can be seen that the reporters were not interested in people like Old George.

The reporters present were all foreign reporters, and there were very few Japanese reporters.

Of course, among the remaining reporters, people from CNN must be indispensable.

After all, Kim Hyun-tae is the big boss of CNN, so the reporters of CNN will not be so short-sighted, so stupid to leave at this time.

Click! Click!

A burst of flashes flashed, and Xiao Keke proudly drew the 'scissorhands' with a bright smile on her face.

Not far away was a row of black Japanese-made cars parked, obviously a means of transportation specially prepared for Kim Hyun-tae and the others.

After dealing with a few brief interviews with reporters, Kim Hyun-tae walked over with his daughter in his arms.

"Be cautious, the Japanese may install bugs in the car or something, such a thing is not impossible."

Because he had to take the car separately, he was worried that Kim Hyun-tae didn't understand something, so Matthews quickly and quietly reminded Kim Hyun-tae.

Kim Hyun-tae is very grateful for Matthews' reminder.

After all, he really hadn't considered paying attention to this aspect.

After all, this was the first time for him to experience such an experience, and he still felt a little ecstatic at this moment.

But after such a reminder from Matthews, Jin Xiantai suddenly realized that he was different from ordinary people now, and he had to be careful in everything.

Sit in the car with your daughter in your arms. The car started slowly and smoothly.

Soon, the convoy left Haneda Airport and headed for Tokyo through a special section.

Tokyo under the night, the closer it gets to the central area. The more you can feel its brilliance and luxury.

Outside the car window, a dazzling array of neon signs hung all over the sides of the street, and Jin Xiantai just sat quietly in his seat, quietly watching the passing street scene.

Little Keke also put her face on the car window, looking curiously at this strange country. Everything here is so new to her, after all, this is the first time for the little guy to go abroad and see some things abroad.

So Coco seemed a little more excited than her father.

"Dad, why don't those aunts wear clothes?"

Suddenly, Ke Ke turned back to his father, who was admiring the street view outside the car window, and asked such a question without thinking.

Jin Xiantai took a quick look. On the side facing Ke Ke, the car just passed by a place that looked like a custom shop, and on the wall outside this shop, there were many obvious hints. And very revealing female neon pictorial.

Basically, Kim Hyun-tae can conclude that this shop is doing some 18-ban business for a living.

So Kim Hyun-tae became a little tangled in an instant.

Because he didn't know how to explain it to his daughter.

I can't tell my daughter what kind of business that place was.

"Dad, tell me quickly."

It's a pity that the little guy couldn't understand the entanglement in his father's heart at this moment, but continued to ask, and he didn't want to give up if there was an answer.

"It's an amusement park for old men. It's the same as children's amusement parks. It's a place for grown-ups to go back to."

After struggling for a while, Kim Hyun-tae finally found a lame explanation.

Um. The explanation of the amusement park should be correct.

"Are adults going to the amusement park too? But how did I find out that this amusement park is different from the one my father took me to, and it's also very small?"

This explanation is good though. But there are also many unreasonable places.

But Little Coco obviously found these unreasonable things, so she continued to ask.

oops!

Jin Xiantai sighed helplessly in his heart.

Children are like this. If there is something they don't understand, they will keep asking.

In short, 100,000 hygienists are just another name for children.

"This is a Japanese characteristic. Only old Japanese men go to this kind of playground, which is not available in the United States."

Kim Hyun-tae marveled at his wit.

"But why don't those aunts wear clothes?"

Well, the problem turns back.

"Kids, don't ask so many questions!"

Kim Hyun-tae really didn't know how to answer his daughter's question, so in the end he had to resort to the nirvana that all parents know.

Coco shrugged her shoulders and curled her lips at the same time.

"Well, I won't ask, but I always feel that it's not a good place. So Dad, don't go to this kind of playground."

Jin Xiantai's eyelids drooped, and his forehead was covered with invisible black lines.

In your mind, is dad such an old man?

Cocoax-on:莱米 [My dad and I have already arrived in Japan, but it is already very late, and I will play with you tomorrow. By the way, I saw a kind of shop in the car, and there were many pictorials of naked aunts outside. What kind of place is that? Daddy said it was an old man's 'playground', don't you believe me, Demi, can you tell me? 】Cocoa from Tokyo, Japan

If my father didn't tell me the answer, wouldn't I have no way to know the truth?

hum!

Dad is too underestimated!

After sending Demi a message on Facebook and Twitter, Coco was smug. (To be continued.)