Luckily, I had a professional 'local escort' with me, so I went straight to my destination. It was a custom shop called Hongdu. The decorations outside were dazzling, and I couldn't feel any worldly aura. According to the local escort, this Hongdu custom shop was one of the best in Tokyo. Every day, there would be an endless stream of tourists peeking outside. Most of them could only sigh at the sight of women.
A few years ago, Japan's custom shops didn't accept foreign tourists, especially Hua Xia. But recently, Japan's economy wasn't doing very well. In order to make more money, they had no choice but to give in.
Those small custom shops were affordable, but the quality wasn't good. It even left a shadow in the hearts of the locals. Since those small shops usually chose people based on their photos, it was easy to see people who looked like Bing Bing in person, or Sister Feng in person. This made many men complain incessantly.
On the other hand, a big shop like Hongdu was similar to a domestic clubhouse. Almost all the photos were of ordinary people. Of course, you could also directly go to the shop to choose, but the prerequisite was to join the club and become a VIP. The so-called VIP was actually tailor-made for foreigners.
The entry fee of Hongdu was very high, starting from one million dollars. Moreover, it was limited to the owner. In other words, as long as they could afford it, foreigners could also have fun here.
Because of this, we were faced with a problem. Should we force our way in or should we just go in? Although there were two strong men at the door, they were nothing to me. I thought about it and decided not to beat the grass and startle the snake. If Pei Yuanyi got wind of it, it would be a headache. It would be better to get two VIPs. Anyway, the money was just a drop in the bucket for me.
"Brother Zhuang, why don't we wait outside? The entry fee isn't a small amount, and we won't be able to use it in the future," the local escort suggested.
"That's not safe. It's only two million dollars. It's not much. We'll just register for the card!"
I shrugged. My voice wasn't loud, but it attracted a lot of eager gazes. Many people scolded me for being pretentious in a low voice.
Just like that, we swaggered over. At first, we were stopped by the big man at the door, but when he heard that we wanted to register for VIP cards, his attitude clearly changed. Immediately, all kinds of envious and jealous gazes came from behind me.
Obviously, they also wanted to come in and broaden their horizons. However, the entrance fee was too high, and not everyone could afford it.
Shortly after, we reached the front desk. The two security guards didn't seem to want to leave. They were waiting for us to pay. After all, there were always people who wanted to fish in troubled waters even though they didn't have money. Once they caught them, they would be beaten up.
I didn't even blink as I spent two million dollars. The receptionist exclaimed in surprise and kept winking at me, making me feel a little embarrassed.
Shortly after, we arrived at the lobby. We looked around, but we didn't see Pei Yuanyi. I guessed he was in one of the private rooms.
Since it was an entry-level VIP, there weren't many girls to choose from. The quality was around six or seven, and their figures were in line with the Chinese aesthetic standards.
Of course, the reason we came here was to find Pei Yuanyi, not for entertainment. The driver and I each picked a seat, and then we went to a private room in the corner. After the girl sat down, she started to introduce the items and prices, but she wasn't particularly enthusiastic.
Since the price list was in Japanese, I could only understand a few words, so I asked the driver to explain.
It turned out that there was a lot to learn here. In fact, Japan's laws didn't allow people to have sex in public. As a result, many private shops mainly focused on plain stocks. To put it simply, they didn't enter the cave, and they used 'in-between' movements to satisfy the needs of their male compatriots.
The price of plain stocks in this shop was one hundred thousand yen, which was around ten thousand RMB after conversion. If you wanted to do it for real, multiplying the price by three would be around fifty thousand RMB. Adding the other items, it would be around one hundred thousand RMB, and this was the lowest class of girls.
Holy shit, it really wasn't cheap to be the male lead of a Japanese film. One had to know that in China, those gold-plated and diamond-studded peripherals could get eighteen thousand RMB a night, and they could communicate with each other, unlike here, where they were being slaughtered like pigs.
More importantly, the one million USD from before was only the entrance fee, a symbol of status. It couldn't be used to offset the expenses here!
"What a scam." I was a bit depressed. Even if the girl in front of me had all kinds of martial arts, she still couldn't enter my eyes. After all, I've been with a group of natural beauties for a long time, and this kind of vulgar rouge was far from enough to arouse my interest.
Maybe it was because the girl felt my mood, but she didn't get angry. She took out a hardcover booklet and told me to upgrade to a high-level VIP. That way, I would have more choices, and there would be famous female stars watching over me for a long time. If I was lucky, I might even be able to become a guest behind the curtain for free!
I was confused as I listened. At this time, a well-dressed man walked to the center of the lobby.
First, he said a bunch of gibberish in Japanese, and then translated it in Chinese.
"Esteemed guests, this humble servant brings good news to everyone. In a bit, at eleven o 'clock, the popular female star of the Mosquito Coil Society, Miss Fujiko, will come to Red City. If anyone has the ability to make her stay, she will belong to them tonight!"
As soon as these words were said, it immediately caused a commotion. From a certain perspective, this was one of the few benefits of joining the society. Of course, as for whether the ability he was talking about was directly throwing money, it was up to the benevolent to the wise to see.
Although I wasn't a veteran fan of Japanese films, I had heard of this Miss Fujiko and read her films. Whether it was her appearance or her figure, she could be called a great beauty, the only pity was that it was censored.