In the evening, Aoyama Xiu Xin arrived at the bar where he had arranged to meet James and knocked on the door of Room 525.
"Come in." It seemed that his company had already arrived.
Aoyama Xiu Xin pushed the door open; inside the room was just one person—a man in his thirties, dressed in a black shirt, blonde and blue-eyed, looking very sturdy with obvious signs of intensive training.
"Oh, Minister Aoyama, I've long looked forward to meeting you." The Caucasian young man smiled, standing up to greet him.
Aoyama Xiu Xin closed the door, walked forward, and shook hands with him, smiling as he spoke, "So you are Major James?"
"Haha, of course, if you're unsure, here's my ID." James took out his military ID.
Aoyama Xiu Xin quickly glanced at it and burst into laughter after confirming it was authentic, "Why would I doubt? I can't imagine anyone daring to impersonate a US Army officer to deceive me; if scammers were that foolish, they wouldn't be scammers anymore."
