Yamamoto had been repeatedly ignored by these people all afternoon, nearly bursting with rage.
He slammed a teacup down with a smack.
The light green tea spilled all over the floor.
The fine tea set specially prepared for the foreign guests was shattered to pieces.
"Do you have any discontent with us?" Yamamoto's face was full of anger.
"Do you know who we are? Your country's leaders were the ones who eagerly invited us here, and yet you backward pigs dare to treat us this way?"
After hurling insults at the technicians present.
He looked expressionlessly at the staff dressed in work clothes.
"Where is your leader? Call your leader out. I demand that everyone present apologize and compensate us, the foreign guests!"
The translator softened the words slightly when repeating them.
The majority of the people present did not react very strongly.
But Lin Tang was not easily fooled because she understood Japanese.
