It had been a long time since that moment—the erect shaft of her penis, highlighted in bold, now stood tall like a pillar. He was like a starving wolf, passionately stripping off Misaki's clothes. Misaki was so beautiful! Wet from the sea, her garments clung to her lush form, creating graceful contours and a perfectly proportioned silhouette. Her skin shone like fresh snow—how could she be more stunning than back in China? Was it related to her Japanese diet? After months apart, she had truly become a breathtaking, radiant beauty. It was no wonder Mr. Yamada always found her irresistible. Clearly, having such a top-tier beauty was truly a blessing for him. Miyuki's brows were furrowed tightly, her eyes nearly wild with intensity. Only then did Gao Liang realize how rough he had been—almost as if he had forcibly taken her. Damn it, Miyuki was his little wife! How could he treat her so brutally? He immediately slowed down his rough gestures, becoming gentle and tender. "Are you in pain?" After a few tender caresses, Gao Liang carefully considered Miyuki's comfort. "Have you ever treated every woman this way?" Miyuki didn't answer—she simply gazed at him, her eyes glistening with tears, at this man utterly consumed by love. "Before you, I have no control at all—because you are so beautiful!" Gao Liang exclaimed, pulling out a fragrant handkerchief to wipe away Miyuki's tears. "You are so kind!" Miyuki was deeply moved, and tears welled up once again. "Husband, I really, really want to..." Miyuki whispered softly, her cheeks flushed with bashfulness. Highlight had been waiting for this moment all along, so he quickened his movements and intensified his efforts. Under Highlight's relentless pressure and intensity, Mizuki swayed from side to side, her hair disheveled, her jaw clenched tightly. "Ah!" With this, Highlight poured out all the frustrations he'd been carrying over the past few months, shooting a thick, milky stream deep into Mizuki's body. Li Guojun and Wang Zhiqiang returned to the 18th floor of China Wushu Games in Ginza, Tokyo, where the company's headquarters is located. To ensure the absolute safety of the CEO and his wife, Li and Wang called the Tokyo security company to arrange for reinforcements. Upon hearing that the security team would receive double pay, paid in advance, the team members immediately agreed without hesitation. Having undergone the most rigorous training in China's special forces, they were among the top-tier professionals. Within a short time, a team of over thirty personnel was assembled. With so many dedicated colleagues, Li Guojun felt the responsibility of protecting Gao Liang and the second wife had significantly eased. He promptly paid each of them double the salary, and the security team, holding their colorful Japanese yen notes, were deeply moved. Gao Liang and Mei Ji appeared before the team, who immediately bowed respectfully under the guidance of Li and Wang. Gao Liang signaled for everyone to be at ease, stating that from now on, they would all be brothers. In order for "Chinese Kung Fu" to achieve greater success in the Japanese market, we must strengthen our brotherly unity, stand together, and remain resolute. Should any Japanese stakeholders attempt to interfere or disrupt us, our iron fists will deliver a decisive blow, unwaveringly defending the status of our nation's games in Japan. We will establish "Chinese Kung Fu" as a world-class brand, leading the global gaming trend. The brothers enthusiastically agreed, expressing their commitment to serve the nation's honor, prosperity, and well-being. "Everything according to Mr. Li's instructions! Wherever Mr. Li points, we will go!" Lin Guojun led the group in chanting their pledge. Gao Qiang nodded in affirmation. "We will safeguard the absolute safety of the second lady of the house! We will protect the women close to Mr. Li—this is our solemn duty!" Wang Zhiqiang then declared, and the brothers echoed his words in unison. Meiji was the first time hearing a group of people calling her "Miss Matron," and it felt a bit unfamiliar. She glanced at Gaoqing—how clever Gaoqing was—quickly stopping them and saying, "You don't have to call me 'Mr. Li' anymore. We're all brothers; there's no need to be so formal!" "Ah! Mr. Li, no—Miss Matron!" Lin Guojun thought quickly. "Yes, Miss Matron!" Wang Zhiqiang's words made everyone laugh. Called 'Mrs.' once again, Meiji still wasn't fully satisfied, but she settled for it. After all, no matter how they addressed her, it was clear they held her in high regard. With a clear, pleasant voice, she said, "You're now facing a very strong opponent—this will require blood, sweat, and dedication. I raise my glass to you all!" As she spoke, several Japanese female servers carried trays with full cups of clear sake. Under Meiji's gesture, the brothers drank it all down in unison. They then pledged together, "Whether it's climbing mountains with swords or diving into flames—we will go wherever it takes, without hesitation!" As long as Mr. Li and the second lady of the house direct, we will carefully carry out every task without delay! "Excellent!" High-ryu and Miyo clapped their hands in approval. "Let's have another round!" Under High-ryu's gesture, everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily. At this moment, High-ryu felt proud of having a team of passionate, energetic colleagues. High-ryu had concentrated his human, material, and financial resources to actively expand the company's presence in the Japanese gaming market, while Miyo had been consistently supportive and understanding of his endeavors. Miyo had generously contributed the core technologies of Nintendo Japan, a significant achievement that made High-ryu feel truly fortunate to have such a capable and supportive spouse—now, no matter what he undertook, everything seemed to fall into place smoothly. A week had passed, and all had gone smoothly. Miyo was now developing a new game to complement the existing "Chinese Martial Arts" title, with specific improvements tailored to better meet the preferences of Japanese gamers. With the strong support of Lin Guojun, Wang Zhiqiang, Meiji, Matsui, and others, the development of the "Chinese Kung Fu" game in Japan has gradually improved and is showing a positive upward trend. High-light can now take a deep breath—then suddenly remembers an important person. So, he buys dishes that Dong Mengyao loves and brings them back to his apartment in Tokyo's Minato district. "Bright-bro! You're back!" Dong Mengyao is delighted to see High-light after not having seen him for several days. High-light nods, indicating his agreement. "What have you been busy with lately?" he asks Dong Mengyao with concern. "Looking for a job," she replies. "How's it going? Have you found one yet?" High-light continues asking. "It's not going smoothly—most positions require work experience!" Dong Mengyao expresses her growing frustration, clearly having faced difficulties in securing employment. "Don't rush it—keep looking," High-light reassures her. "Ah!" Bro, actually, there's one company that's asking me to interview tomorrow!" When Dong Mengyao felt disappointed, a spark of excitement also emerged. "Which company is it? Tell me all about it!" Gao Huang was genuinely concerned. "Look! See this? It's right here! Come take a look!" Dong Mengyao had already opened the elegant Lenovo laptop and clicked on the website of a talent market in Tokyo, Japan. These jobs Dong Mengyao found online—Gao Huang felt genuinely pleased. After all, his sister was making progress, finally starting to submit resumes online. Oh! Gao Huang now saw clearly—it was a recruitment notice from a Japanese export company. Here it is: The company is hiring sales assistants. The position involves handling customer communication, preparing order documents, and tracking order statuses—core sales-related responsibilities. Requirements: Female, preferably with a diploma or higher education; English proficiency at or equivalent to the College English Test Band 4 (CET-4). Capable of working hard, proactive in tasks, and strong team collaboration skills. The company offers a base salary plus sales bonus ranging from 160,000 to 200,000 Japanese yen. If interested, please send your resume to ××××@××××.cn. We will get back to you promptly. Contact person: Mr. Xu. "Brother, I submitted my resume yesterday and received a response today—what a quick turnaround!" Dong Mengyao is truly excited.