In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Tokyo is the last stop of Fu Ziyan's store tour in Japan. It is said to be a secret visit, but after inspecting several branches, the general manager of the Tokyo branch was already prepared.

In stark contrast to Hidetoshi Tanaka at the Osaka branch, the general manager of the Tokyo branch was exceptionally attentive and considerate. As soon as Fu Ziyan entered to check in, the front desk manager personally appeared to serve her, and within two minutes, the general manager and his senior management team appeared.

"President, welcome to our company for guidance."

Japan has a small land area and a complex network of relationships, which is very different from Europe and the United States. Fu Ziyan had long been prepared for the truth to be revealed, and calmly accepted the presidential suite they had prepared in advance.

As expected, the care and attention paid to everything, from the decoration of the guest rooms to the material of the bedding, were all arranged according to the possible preferences of Miss Fu Ziyan.

Although I didn't stay in a junior suite to experience the quality of service firsthand, I can still see that many levels of service are impossible to fake. For example, within a short period of time, everyone from the doorman to the front desk staff recognized her based solely on photos in magazines and newspapers, and quickly contacted senior management.

With such a reaction speed, even if it is specially trained, it is already very good. This means that the front-line and senior management teams of this hotel can also achieve such a level when receiving guests in the future as long as they pay attention.

After experiencing the service quality of the front-line employees and reviewing the relevant documents and data, Fu Ziyan was generous in praising and encouraging the hotel's executive team, as well as providing reasonable resource support.

Hearing Fu Ziyan's simple comment of "very good", the executive team including the general manager secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as I can satisfy this young lady who just took office as the president!

What happened at the Osaka store was not hidden from them. With the previous experience as a lesson, they have been working diligently these days, fearing that they would receive the same treatment and have the sword of "dismissal" hanging over their heads.

After a meeting with senior management, Fu Ziyan had just left the conference room when she heard a tentative voice filled with surprise.

"Selene?"

Fu Ziyan stopped and tilted her head.

In the corner of the business center, a tall and capable white woman stood in front of the printer and copier. The light from the warm lamp above her head slowly fell from the ends of her hair to her cheeks, reflecting the smile on the corners of her lips.

Fu Ziyan curled her lips and walked towards her: "Mrs. Dumas, long time no see."

The person who called her was the photography artist whom Fu Ziyan met while feeding pigeons in Trafalgar Square with her father during the summer vacation before she went to college.

The year before last, Gexi officially married her fiancé. The wedding was a grand affair, but Fu Ziyan was busy preparing for her undergraduate thesis defense soon, so she only sent a wedding gift and did not attend.

"Long time no see, Selene. You are more dazzling than before," Ge Xi warmly hugged Fu Ziyan, "but I still prefer you to call me Ge Xi."

"Thank you, why is Geshi here?"

"I'm accompanying my husband on a business trip, and I'm spending some time in Japan. Selene, are you free? It's a coincidence we meet, why don't we sit down and chat?"

"Of course, I should do my best to be a good host," Fu Ziyan agreed with a bright smile. Even if her store tours in Japan weren't over, she would still find time to chat with the Gexi couple and maintain their connections.

In the business world, you never know when you might need these connections.

Ge Xi's husband was on the phone in a small conference room not far away. Since both parties happened to be free at dinner time, Fu Ziyan simply arranged a dinner date for the following day. Since they were meeting at the hotel, they didn't plan to go too far and booked a meal at the hotel's own high-end restaurant.

With her boss present for the meal, Fu Ziyan was not worried about the quality of the meal at all.

As she thought, this meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

At the beginning of the year, Louis Dumas bid farewell to his status as heir-to-existence and officially announced that he would become the fifth-generation heir to the Hermès family.

Although Fu Ziyan has only taken over Yuanxi Hotel so far, and Yuanxi Hotel, which was established only 30 years ago, is still a little immature compared to century-old luxury brands like Hermès, she is still the future heir to Fu Qiyuan's assets and a shareholder of the Fu Group, which dominates Hong Kong. Her financial status is no less than that of others.

Just as Fu Ziyan was thinking about maintaining her network of contacts, the Gexi couple also had the same idea.

The two sides chatted harmoniously at the table, never discussing cooperation or business. As heirs, both parties mastered social etiquette with ease, making awkward silences a non-starter. With Gexi serving as the bridge to maintain the atmosphere, his witty remarks flowed freely. In this harmonious atmosphere, the two, who had previously been unfamiliar with each other, seamlessly maintained their connections.

If the maintenance of her network brought about by this chance encounter was just the basic daily routine of her life over the years, then the scene that she happened to hear when she left, in which a startup company sought investment from investors but was rejected, was a sudden surprise that brought Fu Ziyan a pleasant surprise in her peaceful daily life.

Fu Ziyan stopped where she was, looking at the project manager who was holding the project book tightly but watching the investor walk away with a look of disappointment, and suddenly walked to his desk.

The words came out in fluent Japanese: "I'm sorry, I just overheard you say that you are the president of Sunrise Animation. Perhaps I can take a look at your project proposal?"

Nagahama Tadao's reaction was not like in novels or TV dramas, where when faced with a stranger's investment inquiry, he would immediately refuse due to distrust of the stranger's age and appearance.

Faced with the current situation of tight funds and the project being on the verge of bankruptcy, let alone the fact that Fu Ziyan is a young woman with considerable aura, even if she is just an innocent and naive underage girl, Nagahama Tadao has to try to grasp this straw that has fallen from the sky.

It's just a waste of time, better than not trying at all.

"Of course," Nagahama Tadao immediately handed over the project book. Seeing the lady in front of him lowering her eyes and carefully reading the project book page by page, hope gradually rose in his heart.

Maybe this lady is serious?

When Fu Ziyan finally turned the page, Changbin Tadao asked nervously, "Miss, what do you think of this project?"

Fu Ziyan looked at the preparation content for the animation "Gundam" in the project book. Her expression remained unchanged, but she was in a good mood.

She didn't watch much Japanese anime in her previous life, but she had seen "Gundam" in a short video and knew that it was a big IP that would become a big hit.

Before tonight, she had no intention of investing in "Gundam" based on the "answer". After all, this was a hot era of rapid development of the Japanese animation market. She had the capital, and as long as she chose animations with high-quality content, it would not be difficult for her to support a popular IP.

Simply put, Fu Ziyan is confident in her financial capabilities and doesn’t think she needs to cling to “history.”

But "Gundam" just happened to appear before her eyes.

Since the meat has jumped into your hands, it would be stupid not to eat it.

Fu Ziyan has no burden of stealing other people's opportunities.

The villain in her heart proudly put his hands on his hips and said: This is obviously the project's own good luck. With her as a golden thigh, it has encountered the opportunity to change the bumpy "future" and welcome a smooth road.

"It looks interesting," Fu Ziyan closed the project book, "Let's make an appointment to talk about it another time."

"Okay, miss. What time would be convenient for you?" Nagahama Tadao was determined to grasp at straws. He took out a business card from his bag and handed it to me with both hands. "If you want to set a time, please feel free to contact me."

"My last name is Fu," Fu Ziyan took a pen from her handbag, grabbed a tissue from the table, and wrote the room number on it. "I'll be staying at this hotel for the next two days. If you have anything, you can contact my room manager through the front desk."

"Let's tentatively set the time for the morning of the day after tomorrow. It will take time for my team to arrive."

team!!!

Ms. Fu has a dedicated team, so it seems that the investment is really promising.

Nagahama Tadao's heart was pounding, and he wished he could jump to the day after tomorrow to meet and discuss it in detail.