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The Master Bodyguard: Volume 7
The Master Bodyguard: Volume 7
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Zhao Long was an ordinary high school graduate. When he signed up for the army, the Goddess of Luck had cared for him and joined this mysterious army. From then on, his life was going to be very different …
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The Master Bodyguard: Volume 7

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    The Master Bodyguard - LenghaiYinshi

    PEOPLE

    CHAPTER 601 - ADORATION OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS

    No wonder! This was how society was. Security was a bunch of paupers in everyone's impression! As for the formal workers of Shougang, they were absolutely the object of worship and admiration for the auto sales staff. After all, she was a common mortal girl. How could she not wear tinted glasses when looking at others?

    I advised You Meng: Enough, don't be angry! It's not easy for a salesperson to tell her of their leadership position.

    You Meng sighed again, and said: This is too much bullying, simply!

    I only smiled back, and advised You Meng: It's good to sit and rest. Since we have already decided to buy the Great Wall, we can settle the formalities later!

    You Meng pouted: A small shop assistant looks down upon others that much! Humph, I have a way, a way to educate this salesman!"

    I smiled. What way?

    You Meng said: Let's find another shop assistant to buy the car and tip the shop assistant a thousand yuan. This shop assistant who is ignoring us will definitely be angered to death, how dare he!

    I said embarrassed, You actually thought of that!

    You Meng giggled, It's just to reward my mouth! Then, he propped up his cheeks and let out a few bitter laughs.

    We watched the saleswoman walk around the exhibition hall with her fart following the man from the Shougang, her mouth chattering as she introduced herself to the car. Twenty minutes later, the man from Shougang walked to the door with his hands behind his back, leaving only the words, Take a look today, buy it or leave it for later. Then he walked out of the exhibition hall.

    The saleswoman was so angry that her eyes were glued on him. After the man left, she pouted and silently cursed, What a waste of emotion! Rich, stingy!

    Maybe it was because of her emotions, but when the female shop assistant faced You Meng and I again, her eyes were still drooping, and she casually asked: Are you going to buy it, or not?

    I let out a deep sigh. After being disturbed by the saleswoman, I lost all my mood, so I stood up and said to her, Earlier, I wanted to buy it, but now, I'm no longer in the mood to do so!

    You Meng also stood up and said emotionally: So young, still!

    The saleswoman smacked her lips and mumbled something.

    Judging by the way she mouthed it, she was also blaming us for wasting her personal feelings!

    Who can this be blamed on?

    To be exact, in an increasingly competitive sales industry, such a service attitude as the salesman's is too rare!

    I took a cigarette and sat down again. You Meng urged me to go, and said to her, Sit down, let's smoke a cigarette before we go.

    It's too tiring. Although this salesman's service attitude isn't very good, I'm here to buy a car, not her. We shouldn't be affected by this!

    Thinking about this, You Meng sat down with a peace of mind and lit up a cigarette. You Meng originally wanted to stop me from smoking, but taking into account that it was a public place, she gave me some face.

    The saleswoman stood to one side with a straight face, constantly picking at her fingernails, ignoring us, sighing resentfully to herself: Oh, when can we finish this month's nine carts? I only sold two this month!

    You Meng chuckled, she wanted to remind the female shop assistant a few words, but decided against it.

    The female shop assistant was still picking her nails as she muttered to herself. She looked up at the sky and complained, There are too many people watching the car and too few people buying the car. China's economy still needs to be improved!

    You Meng finally could not hold it in anymore, she stood up and scolded the female shop assistant: What's the use of you grumbling! Since you've put your heart and soul into your work, your service attitude will naturally allow you to sell more cars. With your service attitude, if others want to buy a car, they definitely won't buy yours!"

    I also stood up and pulled on You Meng's clothes, signalling for her not to be impulsive. You Meng said to me with reason, I did it for her own good, otherwise she would never understand such logic!

    But the saleswoman argued, What's wrong with my service attitude? As you guys have seen just now, the leader of the chief steel company came over to buy a car. How thoughtful was my reception?"

    You Meng laughed: To receive him is thoughtful, but to receive us? They just put us out of the way, didn't they? "

    The saleswoman tilted her head and asked, Can you really afford it? Without that diamond, don't take up porcelain work. I've never seen a security guard who could drive a car! Don't look at how well you're dressed, that's a poor show! Are you guys here to buy a car? Isn't it just because you've had an eye craving? I've seen a lot of people like you! There is a difference between the surface and the surface!

    He didn't expect that this young shop assistant would have such stinginess in her words. Actually, she was still quite young, because her words were still imbued with a childish gene. Judging from her appearance, even if she wasn't in the nineties, she was at the end of her eighties.

    You Meng also had a bad temper, seeing how powerful this shop assistant was, she started a dispute with her: Who set the rules that security guards can't buy a car, who set the rules? Is that your rule?

    The little salesman confidently replied, Is there even a need for rules? How much does a security guard pay? More than a thousand yuan a month for the salary, and he still wanted to buy Crossroads City? I don't believe it!

    Really, it was unreasonable to meet such a salesperson! Her tinted glasses were worn too deeply. Her understanding and understanding of this society was entirely based on her subjective consciousness. It's almost the first time I've seen a salesperson like this!

    But I was also lazy to get angry with her, so I pulled on You Meng's arm and said: Let's not buy it anymore! Let's go!"

    You Meng sighed, shook her head, and helplessly held my hand tightly.

    The little salesman still refused to budge. He put his hand on his waist and sarcastically said to us, You don't want to buy it anymore? If I can't afford it, then I can't afford it. Why aren't you buying it! Humph, the people who look down on you the most are those who go to the car market even though you don't have any money! If nothing happens, just sit on the street and watch. If you have an addiction, you can just come here and ask someone else to serve you. If they waste their breath on you, they have a bit of common sense, okay? Always wasting our time and our spittle! "

    To be exact, the young people these days are so elusive! It was thought-provoking that a shop assistant could look down on people like that.

    It was all called socialism. No matter what profession one engaged in, everyone was equal. But is it really equal? How many people in this society wear tinted glasses to look at people? Especially for some young girls who had just graduated or had just joined a job. Their thoughts were simply unfathomable. They often carried strong personal feelings towards their job. I remember one incredible thing that was revealed on the news not long ago: that a man in a Security uniform suit wanted to buy meat at a supermarket, at a meat counter, but the clerk didn't want to sell it to him. Instead, she sold the meat to another man waiting in line behind the security guard, who said to him, 'Just a thousand dollars a month.

    What did all this mean?

    Really, I have to believe, reality is more of an obsession than a novel is more than a movie, the society in all kinds of people, dazzling, unrecognizable.

    And I, like the butcher, met the scorn of a small salesman! Only I won't lose my mind like he did!

    But I have to worry about the position of security in this society. Why do people associate security with poverty, low quality, and underlings when they talk about it? Moreover, it was precisely these people who were in the same social position and class that often looked down on security!

    Ridiculous, lament, thought?

    It was really inconceivable for him to encounter such a thing. He clearly came here in high spirits to buy a car, but was ridiculed for no reason by the sales staff. Sad, angry?

    However, things didn't go as planned. Just when You Meng and I were about to leave with the mood of not seeing things like children, that female shop assistant who only wished to stir up trouble actually called her two colleagues over. She started to look at us as if we were looking at a monster, and mocked them, Today, we met with something extremely funny. Today, there was actually a security guard who came over to buy a car. Take a look, let's see, the security guard can buy a car, and the mouse can also act like a mother for a cat, right?

    A burst of laughter rang out. This female shop assistant had actually used such a method to ridicule others as a pleasure!

    You Meng wanted to continue arguing with her, but I grabbed onto her arm. You Meng spat out angrily, and laughed bitterly: There's actually such a sales representative in the capital city! The customer is God, and I don't feel God at all!

    I patted You Meng's shoulders and comforted her: Enough, don't be angry! I was going to make you happy today, but I didn't expect — it looks like we shouldn't have come here. I shouldn't have told her I was a security guard.

    You Meng tsk-tsked, What happened to the security guards? Can't the security guards buy a car? Humph! How can this person be like this? He's wearing tinted glasses and looks down on people with his dog eyes!"

    I just smiled and heard even more mocking laughter behind me — how could these little girls be like this? I really don't understand! Even if we didn't buy a car, she wouldn't laugh at us like that, would she?

    It was both funny and infuriating!

    At this time, another man wearing a suit walked in. This man had quite the personality, wasn't tall, and had a small rectangular shaped little mustache on his lips. From the looks of it, he seemed to be a Japanese, a typical Japanese!

    You Meng and I originally wanted to leave this sales company, but when this Japanese man swaggered into the exhibition hall, a few sales staff actually rushed over to welcome him, flattering him and trying to curry favor with him.

    You Meng and I unconsciously stopped. You Meng sighed and said, It seems that Japanese is even more popular than Chinese in China!

    CHAPTER 602 - JOKES

    I shook my head helplessly. It's really sad!

    Then, I pulled You Meng back into the exhibition hall. I wanted to see whether this little mustache was really a real Japanese, or if this countryman admired the unique Japanese style, and purposely pasted a handful of little mustache on his lips. Of course, what I wanted to see was how virtuous these car salesgirls would be after seeing a Japanese!

    This Japanese is definitely more popular than I am, and he's even more popular than the steel workers just now. There are two sales staff members walking around the hall with him, as if holding onto a god of wealth, I am extremely excited!

    When the shop assistant who received us just now saw that You Meng and I had returned back to our seats, he couldn't help but frown and question us: Why haven't you left yet?

    I took a cigarette and asked, What? Is your car still afraid of looking at it? It doesn't seem to be written 'Xie Jue's Visit' either, right?

    The saleswoman said, I really can't do anything to you guys. Your skin is so thick! Look, take your time, and see if you can save up enough money to buy a domestic vehicle!

    What a sad thing to say!

    However, the Japanese man suddenly pointed at a BYD F3 and asked: What car is this? His Chinese was not standard, but if others could just barely hear his words, it would seem that he was a genuine Japanese.

    The two saleswomen next to the Japanese guy quickly answered: This is the BYD F3, it's a cheap car. You definitely won't buy it.

    The Japanese man asked again, Which country did it come from?

    A female shop assistant who was wearing glasses said, Hua Xia, pure independent brand! This section of the exhibition hall was completely filled with their own brand name! What kind of car do you want to buy, sir?

    The Japanese man said, Of course I won't buy these garbage trucks that are made in China! However, I thought this F3 was a Japanese car at the beginning, it looked very much like our country's oil his (Feng Tian's) flower crown! Your country probably stole the Japanese look?

    The saleswoman said, Yes, sort of! This is a typical knockoff car. Those who can't afford to buy this kind of car will buy it! The main reason is because it's cheap!

    The Japanese guy stopped in front of BYD F3, took a deep breath and said: This garbage truck, Chinese car, don't ruin our country's brand! Its appearance is the same as the oil on the ground and his flower crown, the stars are definitely very weak!"

    The saleswoman nodded and said, Yes, yes! Why don't we go over there and see the Japanese? The Feng Tian Honda, a daily product of the east wind, its model is very complete!

    The Japanese man nodded as his mouth broke into a sneer. He shook his head and said, I only found out today that China can build cars too! But I don't dare to accept it, because of China's technology, NO, NO, NO! " NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. The Japanese man stretched out his hand and shook it. He even interrupted with a sentence in English as he shook his head and sighed.

    You Meng and I have long been angered to the point that our faces have already turned green. What is saddening is that just using Japanese to ridicule China's backwardness is enough, even those two shop attendants taint China's cars with him! Although China's auto industry started late, its performance and quality had yet to improve, but in China, under the watch of the Emperor, in the capital, when the Japanese unrestrainedly mocked China's cars, not only did the operators not argue with them, they even laughed and agreed with them — how numb! What a chilling sight!

    If I had to use a word to describe my current mood, it would be boiling with passion! I really want to pull this little Japan out and give it a good beating!

    The more he listened to Little Japan, the angrier he became. With a pa sound, the bubble gum in her mouth exploded. She stood up, and with the sound of footsteps, she walked in front of the Japanese man and asked him: What did you say just now? What's wrong with talking about China?

    I immediately went over to try and dissuade You Meng. I was really worried that if I were to fight with the Japanese man, I would be dragged into the police station for the reason of 'unreasonable treatment of my Japanese friends'. That would be the most disheartening!

    Japanese looked at You Meng who suddenly rushed out to denounce him, and sized him up. Maybe You Meng was just too beautiful, which surprised him, and then laughed lightly: What, you're not saying? Did I say anything wrong?

    The two female shop assistants tried to stop the argument, but they came closer to pull You Meng away, grumbling: What are you guys doing, let's go!

    You Meng pulled the shop assistant's hand and snorted: This matter is set in stone for me! A Japanese, insulting China with his own Automobile Company, you guys can still laugh?

    One of the saleswoman said something earth-shattering: Our company has shares in the Japanese! Our Vice President, is just a Japanese!

    You Meng retorted, So what if it's the Japanese? Is it worth showing off?"

    The Japanese man seemed to be getting more and more angry. He leaned towards You Meng, grabbed his little mustache and said provocatively: This lady, I don't understand why you suddenly stood out! Are you dissatisfied with the Japanese, or with the Japanese car?

    You Meng coldly snorted, and said: You're all unsatisfied! You still have the nerve to laugh at a Chinese car! Look at your Japanese car, your Japanese's character is more than enough to be trash, your cars are also trash! Whether it is your cars being imported into the United States, Canada or other countries, they are all highly equipped. This is the character of your Japanese! You don't have the right to judge a Chinese car, understand?

    The Japanese guy saw that You Meng's tone was overbearing and seemed to have nothing to fear, so he asked: But you should know, all of your Chinese likes Japanese car, which Chinese do we not know of our names, Toyoda-Feng Tian and honda? Don't want to buy it? Your Chinese regards Japanese car as a dragon, and right now, on the road to the capital, Japanese car are everywhere! Japanese car's share in China, has already played a vital role (used) not only in China's cars but also in the market.

    Just as You Meng wanted to refute him, I snatched back the topic and said to the Japanese man: You will see a different result in the near future!

    The Japanese man looked at the female shop assistant with interest and asked, What are these two people doing?

    One of the clerks replied, Security! Ignore them, let's go over there and take a look!

    The Japanese man said sarcastically: Security, oh, Chinese security is very rich, they can actually afford a car! However, I can be sure that he can only afford a garbage truck made in Huaxia! That's it!" After saying that, the Japanese man turned around and pointed his finger towards the exhibition hall with an air of arrogance.

    I took a small step forward and said with a frown, Relax! I would rather walk than buy a Japanese car like you! In the near future, all of the Chinese will bid their farewells to the Japanese car!

    The Japanese man sneered and fumbled in his jacket pocket, but didn't find anything. He stared at me and said, I forgot to tell you who I am. I am —

    I interrupted him and said smilingly, Who you are isn't important. I know that you're a good friend of the human race!

    The two salesmen were stunned for a long time before they understood what I meant.

    On the other hand, the Japanese man's understanding of the Chinese language was not bad. After hearing my ridicule, he swung his arm, rubbed the little mustache on his mouth, and angrily said: I must tell you who I am! My name is Yamamoto, I am --

    After hearing the Japanese's introduction, You Meng and I were stunned!

    Could it be such a coincidence?

    It has to be said that this world is full of coincidences. This Yamamoto's name, to me and You Meng, has actually already 'thundered through the ears'!

    Therefore, when the Shanxi Wildman had not finished introducing himself, I immediately interrupted him and took the lead to ask: You are Yamamoto? Is it that Yamamoto who — haha, made a mistake in the Japanese Cabinet Room and was suspended? Of course, I am not completely sure about this Yamamoto's real identity. After all, there are many people in Japan who have a high family name and a heavy family name. I only made a preliminary guess. If he's really the Yamamoto that we've heard of, then there's going to be a good show today!

    Yamamoto couldn't help but be shocked, and questioned: You know me? Then, do you know Song Xiachunyi?

    At this point, I am one hundred percent sure of the real identity of this Japanese!

    Who is Yamamoto? Who was Song Xiachunyi?

    Japan is a very abnormal people, we have to admit that, and the world recognized that.

    And Yamamoto and Song Xiachunyi, were absolutely the role model for this abnormal race!

    To me, I am more familiar with Song Xiachunyi. Song Xiachunyi is the personal guard of the Prime Minister of Japan, and in this year's World Security Exchange, Song Xiachunyi has fought with me before, but I defeated him easily. As for Yamamoto, I have only heard of him, but have never met him. The most dramatic thing, however, was that the two classic Japanese men, taking advantage of the break on April 7 this year, had played an 'adult game' with a female official in the Cabinet Chamber, and had been discovered by chance by one of the officials and reported directly to the Prime Minister. The consequences could be imagined. These two beautiful men of limitless beauty had lost their job!

    Of course, this information was spread among the world security circles via grapevine. Although it was a bit unbelievable, it wasn't strange for it to happen to Japanese. Because Japan was originally a very abnormal and strange nation, with a flood of yellow culture, the AV's best female army, and Japan's sexual openness and concept, all of these naturally affected the generations of Japanese. These two so-called 'trusted aides' of Japan, who were all close to the Prime Minister, had actually secretly started to play a low-class game in the meeting room.

    After confirming that the short guy in front of us was the renowned Yamamoto, You Meng and I couldn't help but burst out into laughter. The story of our 'legend' was spread throughout the world security world, and it was treated as an eternal joke!

    CHAPTER 603 - I'M JUST A LITTLE SECURITY GUARD

    It's just that I found it hard to believe that I met this legendary Japanese man here today.

    Seeing that I was only laughing, Yamamoto looked a little panicked as he asked: Just who are you, how did you know me, do you know Song Xiachunyi?

    I pinched my nose and laughed: I wonder if Song Xiachunyi is also in China now? When you came to China, did you take refuge in Japan?

    Yamamoto raised his voice: Say it now! We are here to invest in China! We came to China in May, and we are currently advisors to several large corporations in China. Of course, I won't tell you which groups because you don't have the right to know. Now you have to tell me, who exactly are you, how do you know about me, and Song Xiachunyi? Have you ever been to Japan?

    I didn't answer him, I only smiled at You Meng. You Meng said to me softly, This is fun! The world is really small, we actually bumped into them here!

    I replied, That's right! If Song Xiachunyi was here, it would be very lively! These two Japanese devil s are the classic Japanese s! "

    A few of the operators were so confused by our conversation, they couldn't help but look at each other, then at Yamamoto. They didn't know what was going on.

    looked at You Meng and me in confusion, as though she was trying to find the answer, but I didn't give him any clues, because there was no meaning to it at all.

    At this time, the saleswoman who had been looking down on us suddenly walked up to me. She slightly frowned and asked, What do you have to say to me? Don't make it sound so awkward by saying something so long and short!"

    I lazily ignored her, picked up a cigarette, and carried You Meng to the front of the Great Wall again. I couldn't help but be once again attracted by the luxurious appearance of this car.

    Shan Ben seemed to have something on his mind, he took the initiative to approach me and closely questioned: Why aren't you talking? How did you know Song Xiachunyi? How do you know — about that loss?"

    I said, I'm sorry, I want to buy a car! Please don't stop me from buying a car!

    Yamamoto said: I already said, you shouldn't buy a Chinese car. If you don't mind, I can recommend you one such as the Honda, that car is pretty good!

    I laughed. Japanese car! Even if you give it to me for free, I don't want it! I don't trust Japanese car s, just like I don't trust Japanese s!

    Yamamoto said: But Japanese car are indeed proficient in techniques, and can endure trials! Your Chinese car is outdated with technology, it can't even get on the stage. If you consider choosing a Japanese car, I can give you a portion of the car width!

    I raised my head and smiled. Is there such a good thing? Shan Ben is really patriotic! "

    Yamamoto said: Of course I love our country, I also love the things that our country produces, such as cars, our earth oil, our Hong Da (Honda), we sell them all very long in China!

    I patted the Great Wall Land Cruiser in front of me and asked, You are a patriot, and so am I! I like the independent brand of China! I don't care about the hodgepodge, I don't care about the hodgepodge!"

    Yamamoto hurriedly said, But you must tell me, how did you know about me and Matsutake? Where did you hear that from?! Don't pretend to be mysterious. You have to tell me the answer, what exactly is going on."

    I frowned as I looked at Yamamoto. I spoke to him impatiently, Please move aside! Now I want to buy a car, you want to buy a car, you look good, do not buy a car what should do! Don't affect us!

    Yamamoto continued: Then I still don't know about your poems (matters), I feel that you are very mysterious. As if you know everything.

    I said, I just want to remind you that I don't care what you're doing in China, or what you're doing. Do you understand? You don't have the right to criticize China's backwardness! "

    Yamamoto did not speak anymore. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

    You Meng and I simply sat down. I picked up a cigarette, and said to You Meng: This Japanese, always wants to be above the Chinese, they are too naive!

    You Meng said: I think we should expose Yamamoto's true abilities in front of everyone! I am too embarrassed to speak of his matter, so you should speak of it. Just directly send the matter of Song Xiachunyi and him online, so that they can be cocky!

    I turned my head to glance at Yamamoto, and said: Why does he care? We don't have time to waste here with him!

    You Meng chewed on her bubble gum and said thoughtfully: Then let's go, why don't we not buy a car first, what do you think?

    I pinched my nose and said, Why not? Since you've decided on it, you must go to the end!"

    Just then, the little shop assistant who looked down on people walked over again, she stopped in front of us with light footsteps and said, Alright, I didn't know, but a security guard, can even recognize Japanese!

    Looking at it from up close, this female shop assistant was actually quite pretty. She had a fashionable hairstyle and had a small hole in her nostril. It was likely that she had once worn a nose ring.

    You Meng frowned and asked: What's wrong with Japanese, do you think it's an honor to know his?

    The shop assistant for the 'Explosion Head' had a longing look in her eyes and said: Japanese is rich! I just hope to marry the Japanese one day! How good! And Japanese men are very handsome!

    Ridiculous! Shameless! The little girls of China right now really have a feeling of fault. Their thoughts and thoughts simply cannot be consistent with ours. Quite a few people worship foreign lands and blindly pursue foreign cultures. Marrying to the Japanese, the Korean, and the Americans was the goal and dream of many Chinese girls. They had even forgotten about history and national shame!

    You Meng coldly snorted, and said: A person like you was once a traitor!

    The afro-head salesman said unconcernedly, How can we find a husband and sell a country together? Hmph, in any case, I'll be stronger than you in the future. At the very least, I won't find a security guard to be your husband! After the shop assistant finished speaking, she sized You Meng up with interest and exclaimed with a cluck of her tongue, Hey, you're so beautiful, how did you find a friend from the Security Office? I really don't understand what you're thinking. What a pity, what a pity! "

    Really, girls nowadays, especially those girls after the end of the 1980s and nineties, they speak without restraint, and they don't care if they bring harm to others. They would not hide their words in their hearts. They would say and do whatever they wanted, leaving others speechless and helpless.

    You Meng's face changed from anger, and said: You are only a small shop assistant now, what qualifications do you have to look down on security guards?

    "I'm a girl and I'll have a husband when the time comes. He's a man and he has to raise a lot of people.

    You Meng smiled bitterly as she looked me in the eye. I nodded at her, signalling for her to stop paying attention to this thunder person's sales representative.

    Just then, a male shop assistant dressed in Automobile Company's uniform came over and muttered a few words to two of the female shop assistants. A female shop assistant who wore glasses went over to Yamamoto's side and politely asked: Hello Mister, may I trouble you to adjust your car a little? Our customer has a test run, and your car just happened to be blocking the way.

    Yamamoto was startled, he stretched out his hand: My car? You want me to pick a car?

    The female shop assistant smiled and said, I'm sorry, sir. How about you give me the key and we can transfer it?

    Yamamoto said: I didn't even drive here today!

    The female shop assistant was stunned. That Feng Tian … that crown isn't yours?

    Yamamoto laughed awkwardly: You're talking about the Feng Tian Crown Prince at the door. That car is very beautiful and very luxurious, but it's not mine! Maybe when I have the money, I'll consider buying one!

    The saleswoman frowned and asked, Whose car would that be?

    The male shop assistant also touched his head in surprise. Another female shop assistant suggested, Go ask someone else. Those customers over there.

    Ask if it's their crown! Oh, someone came to our company to buy a car. There really are rich people here, driving a crown is too cool!

    Just as they were about to leave and look for the owner of Feng Tian's car, I took out a car key and waved it in front of the sales clerk, Key! Just watch the tune!

    Several of the employees were immediately stunned! Especially the afro-head salesman who was just mocking me for being a security guard. He looked at me with an unfathomable expression, as if he had discovered a new world. His eyes widened, and he finally asked after a long while, That — that crown was — yours?

    I said, The key is mine, so of course that car is mine as well!

    The afro-head looked at me in disbelief and repeated, Did you buy it, or did you open it for someone else?

    I frowned. Is that important? The car is mine! "

    The afro-head slapped his forehead, stuck out his tongue, and said to himself, Oh, gosh! What the hell! In this day and age, any security guard could open a crown!

    You Meng was always angered to the point that her face turned green by the sales clerk Lei Ren's words. Upon hearing that, You Meng immediately took a step forward and shouted at the explosive woman: Why can't the security personnel open the crown?

    The afro-head shop assistant did not get angry, nor did she talk to You Meng. She changed her appearance and asked, Then you must be the leader of the security guards, the big boss of Security Company right? Quiet enough! Nowadays, being low-key was the best way to show off! Brother, you are this! A true person should not reveal himself!" The afro-head man gave me a thumbs-up and took the key from me.

    I said embarrassed, I'm just a security guard, not a boss!

    The afro-head salesman laughed, Humility, excessive modesty is equivalent to pride! As she spoke, she handed the keys to the male shop assistant beside her and ordered like a subordinate, Go, go and help this gentleman transfer his car! and give you a chance to experience the ultimate luxury car!

    CHAPTER 604 - EXTERIORITY

    After that, the afro-head shop assistant seemed to have changed as she ignored Yamamoto and walked right in front of You Meng and me, smiling like a spring breeze. Sir, what kind of car do you want? If you want to buy a car, I'll give you the lowest price!

    You Meng and I looked at each other, I bitterly smiled and thought: Oh man, how can you change so quickly, even faster than the weather?

    and I were still somewhat unable to adapt to the explosive head shop assistant's sudden change in attitude. However, she still wanted to advise us to buy a Japanese car, saying that it was a Japanese car that was beautiful in appearance and save fuel, which made me angry. I frowned and said resolutely: domestic vehicle! We will buy the domestic vehicle!

    Yamamoto, on the other hand, seemed to have grabbed my braid and taunted me: Why are you toying with this (strong) you? You obviously like Japanese car, yet you still insist on buying your domestically made garbage trucks. When you truly don't understand Chinese, you use an idiom to describe it, which is: The appearance is different.

    You Meng turned around and scolded Yamamoto: Why do we buying cars have anything to do with you, it's not your place to interrupt!

    Yamamoto laughed and did not say anymore.

    At this time, a Honda's pavilion was stopped outside of the exhibition hall. A well-dressed young man pushed open the door and walked directly into the car exhibition hall.

    When Yamamoto saw the man, his smile deepened and he ran forward to welcome him. As he ran, he shouted: "Matsutake, you're finally here!

    This elegant young man was wearing an upscale suit and walked elegantly. He had the bearing of a Japanese warrior.

    But after seeing him, You Meng and I couldn't help but stare at each other blankly.

    The person who came was the former Prime Minister of Japan, Song Xiachunyi!

    Song Xiachunyi was still the same as before. Although he was not tall, he was a type of short and thick man. His entire body was as thick as a plate and it was indeed funny to see an expensive suit on him.

    This was a Japanese man who was deeply influenced by the adult Japanese AV. It was undeniable that he did have a certain reputation in the security world, but his reputation for bad was far greater than that of good. In the second half of last year, when he accompanied a group of Japanese prime ministers to China, he had secretly visited Chinese porn sites. Furthermore, Japan itself was a very abnormal race, Song Xiachunyi was a role model for this abnormal race. What was most laughable was that during the break period in April of this year, Song Xiachunyi played a game with Yamamoto and another female cabinet official, resulting in him being removed from his job as an adult. According to some people familiar with the security industry, the famous and famous Japanese head of security, who was once involved with some of the country's AV women, was rumoured to be the number one gospel in the world of Japanese security.

    Furthermore, Song Xiachunyi and I had some dealings with each other, especially when it came to the World Security Exchange in March of this year, there were a few conflicts between us. On the stage, Song Xiachunyi looked at me with disdain. To be exact, I have a lot of prejudices against the Japanese. Every time I see him, especially those Japanese who are extremely unfriendly to China, I can't control my impulses. It may have something to do with my family history and the patriotic education I received after I enlisted. When I was young, my grandfather told me that my great-grandfather was killed by the Japanese. At that time, my great-grandfather was only twenty-seven years old and was working in the fields. A team of Japanese devil barged in and questioned my great-grandfather, who couldn't understand Japanese. The Japanese officer panicked and chopped off my great-grandfather's head with his sword … For example, other than the Japanese, which race could be so cruel and unruly, and take on such a great responsibility? Ever since I heard what my grandfather had to say, I had started to plant seeds of hatred towards Japan. Until now, the hatred had not faded. It had become deep-rooted. Moreover, even after the end of the War of Resistance Against Japan, this arrogant nation of Japan had never stopped provoking China, from participating in Taiwan's reactionary forces to meddling in the internal affairs of China to snatching the Diaoyu Islands from China, all of them were hateful and maddening!

    Thus, the moment I saw Song Xiachunyi walking into the exhibition hall, I couldn't help but clench my fists tightly. A wave of fury was instantly ignited inside my heart, unable to be extinguished.

    What was even more ridiculous was that Yamamoto, who was as short and ugly as Song Xiachunyi, actually treated Song Xiachunyi as his savior, and even specially introduced him to the crowd: Matsutake, the chief security officer of the Great Japan's Prime Minister Xiao Quan! Now that he is in Hua Xia with me, Matsutake is a person who is proficient in world martial arts. He has sparred with high level martial arts from many other countries in the world, invincible in every fight! For Matsutake to be able to visit your Automobile Company today, you must be the ones who will shine —

    A few female business operators listened attentively, while Yamamoto introduced them endlessly. Needless to say, when he was bragging, he did it very fluently and fluently!

    When Song Xiachunyi discovered the existence of You Meng and I, he was stunned for a moment, then extended his hand out to stop Yamamoto's flattering introductions. He looked at and me, and could not help but have his expression change.

    Without missing an opportunity, I took a step forward and taunted Song Xiachunyi, Oh? Song Xiachunyi had never lost before? So powerful?"

    Song Xiachunyi frowned, and asked: Why are you here?

    Yamamoto wanted to ask Song Xiachunyi about the details, but was stopped in front of him with a wave of Song Xiachunyi's fist, causing him to be shocked.

    You Meng replied first, Why can't we be here? This is China's territory, we should be the ones asking you why you left your work undone and came here to seek shelter! Your embarrassment is famous throughout the world!

    Song Xiachunyi and Yamamoto looked at each other in dismay. Song Xiachunyi asked, "What embarrassing situation?

    Yamamoto tugged on Song Xiachunyi's arm, and seized the opportunity to ask: Matsutake, what exactly do they do, how do they know so much about our affairs? When did you meet them?

    Actually, at this moment, there was already quite a lot of people gathered in the exhibition hall. The saleswomen were all looking at the scene with surprise, and two security guards suddenly appeared out of the blue, afraid that there would be a 'war between China and Japan'. Furthermore, a female sales manager from the Automobile Company also took the opportunity to get closer and stare at the two Japanese s. Although he did not make a sound, he also wanted to see what was going on.

    However, Song Xiachunyi didn't reply, he only frowned and thought for a moment, then stared at me and said: Zhao Long, maybe it's fate that we met again here!

    I coldly laughed. I don't feel that fate has brought us together. Meeting you is simply a type of misfortune! And your friend here, is simply a bastard. If not for you giving Song Xiachunyi face, I might have killed him a long time ago! "

    After Yamamoto heard this, he couldn't help but wave his fist angrily, and said to Song Xiachunyi: This Chinese is too arrogant! I think we should teach him a lesson! Let me meet him!" Japanese)

    Song Xiachunyi patted Yamamoto's shoulder, and softly reminded him: "You're too rash! Shan Ben! Japanese)

    Yamamoto said: I don't think I'm rash! Just now this Chinese kid made me so angry that I couldn't find a place to vent my anger, I want to cut him open! Don't worry, if you beat someone up in China, it will be easy to deal with them!" Japanese)

    Song Xiachunyi laughed and scolded: You overestimate yourself! Shan Ben, you are overestimating yourself! Do you know who he is? Japanese)

    Yamamoto said angrily: I don't care who he is! It's just a Chinese! If you're afraid of taking responsibility, I'll teach him a lesson! You know, although I don't have a martial art as good as yours, my karate, against two or three Chinese s, is not a problem! Japanese)

    Song Xiachunyi increased his volume: Even if there were ten of you, you would still not be his match! Don't embarrass yourself with that little bit of kung fu you have!" Japanese)

    Yamamoto was startled: It's not that exaggerated right? Japanese)

    Song Xiachunyi coldly snorted: He is a member of the personal guard of China's Division Chief C, in this year's World Security Exchange, I was defeated by him! Japanese)

    Yamamoto 'Ah', he glanced at me again, and started to panic a little. He moved closer to Song Xiachunyi, and muttered something under his breath, causing Song Xiachunyi to nod his head.

    I can understand Japanese, You Meng can understand Japanese too, but the Automobile Company staff present couldn't understand the bird language of the two Japanese s. On the other hand, the thirty year old female sales manager was rather compassionate, she took the opportunity to get close to me and softly reminded me: Don't provoke the Japanese, it's very troublesome! If our Vice President comes out later, he will definitely side with Japanese. Our vice president is the Japanese, he has already stayed in Hua Xia for dozens of years. His network is very complicated, even the local government officials often drink with him.

    I looked at the beautiful middle-aged manager and smiled gratefully. Thank you for your reminder. But don't worry, I'm not afraid of Japanese, all of them shouldn't be afraid of Japanese! "

    The female manager frowned and said, But – but even so, we need to be more realistic. This kind of dispute involving foreign beings is something that the Government of China finds difficult to understand, don't let yourself get involved!

    The female manager's words were a bit reserved, but they were very appropriate. I can understand her kind intentions, but seeing these two Japanese s acting so arrogantly in China, I couldn't help but be enraged. Especially that Yamamoto, he actually still wants to teach me a lesson! I have already endured the insult he gave to China's cars. Now that he has even recruited Song Xiachunyi, the two Japanese devil standing together, is simply a form of disgrace to China. Let alone provoking me, even if they didn't provoke me, I would still want to take the initiative and find trouble for them!

    CHAPTER 605 - SHAME

    The Japanese would always be an unerasable shame in his heart!

    I don't know why, but at this very moment, facing these two Japanese s and looking at the orderly arranged domestic vehicle in the exhibition hall, I felt a stabbing pain in my heart.

    That kind of piercing pain was like a needle, making it impossible for me to calm down. Hatred and helplessness alternated and surged in my heart. I clearly remembered every single word of Yamamoto's ridicule towards the Chinese car. I wanted to use my fists to tell him the reason for his actions, but at the same time, I felt sad for the current situation in China. That's right, when it comes to the War of Resistance Against Japan and the Japanese devil, most of them would feel indignant and indignant. However, in reality, there was a large number of Chinese who were endlessly buying Japanese goods. Perhaps many people think that there is no conflict between buying Japanese loans and patriotism, to some extent.

    Maybe there was a reason behind it, as a normal citizen, Japanese Goods's' good quality, cheap, 'together with everyone's vanity and worship of imported loans made Japanese goods extremely popular in China. This made Government of Japan and Japanese merchants earn enough money, and they even arrogantly took these money to bully Chinese! To give a simple example, in the last few years, a senior official of the Panasonic Group of Japan had once said, Even if our Japanese does not visit the Yasukuni Shrine ever again, he will not buy our Japanese Goods. Even if our Japanese does visit the Yasukuni Shrine every day, he will still buy our Japanese Goods!

    What happened to our Chinese? The Korean was also a country that had been invaded by Japan. However, in Korea, 99% of the Korean s never bought one! However, in China, whenever Japanese is mentioned, the 99 of us in China would resent him indignantly. But in Chinese, 90 + people are buying the Japanese Goods!

    What was even more unimaginable was that the Japanese Goods was selling so well in China, and under the condition of 'mixed water'! The prices of Japanese car imported into China would be reduced, and it was much higher than imported into other countries. The Japanese was obviously using this method to ridicule and suppress China. But on our streets in China, there are still Japanese car s everywhere! Feng Tian, Honda, Mitsubishi, Dongfeng Nissan, these Japanese brands, to many Chinese s, were simply a show of vanity and satisfaction! But then again, if someone bought a purely domestic car, such as a Chery, Geely, BYD and so on, they would all be mocked as a 'farmer's car', lacking in taste, garbage truck … … And how many people were determined not to buy domestic vehicle for the sake of face? Just in terms of cars, how many of our Chinese s have killed countless of our ancestors in the past?

    Thinking of this, a strong feeling of sadness welled up in my heart. Of course, it wasn't because I had to buy a domestic vehicle that I felt patriotic, nor was it because I didn't want to buy a Japanese car. It was just that the current day loans were too popular in China. The extent of selling was worrisome, and the extent of selling was not normal. To many Chinese, the Japanese car was a symbol of glory, a symbol of status! The one who drove the domestic vehicle was looked down by others, while the one who drove the Japanese car was envied by others.

    Of course, I started to complain to myself. Didn't I also drive a Japanese Feng Tian Crown Prince?

    At this moment, looking at the two Japanese in front of me, I want to bash up the two crowns of Feng Tian who have stopped outside in front of them! From now on, I am completely insulated from Japanese car! At the very least, this is probably the only thing I can do now to express my feelings.

    As for the female manager, when she saw that I was unmoved, she couldn't help but sigh and didn't say anything else.

    As for the current situation, it was still a stalemate. There wasn't much conflict, but everyone was already at a stalemate!

    There was a type of hatred that did not need to be brewed! It was the hatred of a nation!

    There was one kind of person who did not need sympathy or mercy, and that was the Japanese!

    To a certain extent, I really wish that these two Japanese s could be the first to use violence against me. That way, I could release all my hatred towards Japanese at this very moment!

    What he didn't expect was that Song Xiachunyi didn't go against him, and instead forced out a smile. He said to me: Old friend, you're an old friend! There is an old saying in China that friends come from afar and are extremely happy. To be able to meet here was undoubtedly a form of fate! Why don't we sit down and talk, talk about cars, talk about work, talk about life? At this time, Song Xiachunyi was like a gentleman, taking the initiative to pass him a cigarette, with an extremely friendly look on his face.

    However, his friendliness made me feel disgusted. I sneered at him, Sorry, but I'm not interested!

    Song Xiachunyi was disappointed: Why, you aren't even giving me face? I know we've had a lot of misunderstandings before, but they can be erased! Isn't that so, By Staff Officer? Song Xiachunyi smiled sincerely at You Meng, and jokingly said, and placed a hand on Yamamoto's shoulder.

    Yamamoto looked at Song Xiachunyi suspiciously, as if he was dissatisfied with his compromise.

    I took a cigarette and inhaled deeply. Then, I tugged on You Meng's arm and said, Let's choose our car!

    You Meng chewed on the bubble gum and laughed. She then turned and looked at the Great Wall behind him, and immediately entered a different state, clicking her tongue: Then let's buy this one, a pure independent brand! The atmosphere, the openness, is suitable for you to open!

    I said smilingly, I'm here to buy a car for you. The main thing is that it has to be suitable for you to drive. I have a Royal Crown —" Speaking to here, a very awkward feeling welled in my heart, I suddenly felt that Feng Tian Royal Crown seemed to have become my burden. I had supported the country and opposed the Japanese Goods, but I actually drove a Feng Tian Royal Crown, isn't that a contradiction? Thinking of this, he could not help but let out a bitter laugh, which made him feel awkward.

    On the other hand, Song Xiachunyi continued his sentence with interest: If you want to buy a car, I suggest that you buy a car. I've been driving my Honda Yamen for two years, it feels very good!

    I turned around and asked him, Don't sell Japanese car s in front of me! You've only been in China for a few months, and you've already been in China for two years?

    Song Xiachunyi said somewhat embarrassedly: When I was in Japan, I also owned an elegant car.

    You Meng interrupted: Since even your Japanese knows how to drive his own car, then of course, our Chinese must choose his own car as well!

    Song Xiachunyi said: But I have to admit, your Chinese cars are not good at all. The Chinese cars look rough on the outside, their configuration is low, and it is also very tiresome. cannot compare to us Japanese car!

    I sneered, Oh? The quality of China's cars might be lacking a bit, but would they have to buy your Japanese car just because of this? The Japanese has a short stature, looks down upon others, and lacks good faith. Are you going to ask some tall and loving Chinese to help you manage your country?

    Maybe Song Xiachunyi and Yamamoto's comprehension towards Chinese is limited, they didn't understand what I meant for a long time. On the other hand, You Meng took the opportunity to translate my words in Japanese, causing the two Japanese s to be extremely angry.

    However, You Meng's fluent Japanese words immediately caused all the staff in the exhibition hall, including the security guards, to be dumbstruck. Especially the shop assistant with the afro head, who couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: Damn! This was too awesome! If you speak Japanese so fluently, how long would it take for you to learn it? I can't see it!

    Yamamoto pondered for a moment, then took a small step forward, laughed coldly and said: But in reality, you are driving a Feng Tian Crown Prince! This proves that you actually still like Japanese car in your heart! In Chinese, you are a hypocrite. You drive a Japanese car and even preach that you like your country's brand. Aren't you using your hand to slap your own face? I believe that you know, the quality of Chinese cars is indeed problematic, I advise you to be more realistic, buy a Feng Tian or a Honda, don't buy those trash brands of China, if you drive it, it will be shameful!

    I suspect Yamamoto is doing this intentionally!

    However, there was no doubt that his words had poked my weak spot!

    Seeing that I did not say anything, Yamamoto suddenly took a step back, and whispered some Japanese into Song Xiachunyi's ear with interest. He couldn't help but brighten his eyes and nod his head.

    I suspect that these two Japanese devil s are up to no good again!

    As expected, Song Xiachunyi laughed in embarrassment and walked towards me, then spoke in a friendly tone: Zhao Long, how about this, don't you feel that your country's cars are not bad, now, I'll prove it to you!

    I looked at him quizzically and asked, How do you prove it?

    Song Xiachunyi said: You'll know in a while! Since you and Shan Ben are in a deadlock, then I think it is necessary to demonstrate this here. There will be a good show to watch!

    You Meng pulled on my arm from the side and said softly, Don't be fooled! Japanese is very cunning!

    I said to You Meng: I want to see what tricks they can come up with!

    The sales manager also looked at Song Xiachunyi anxiously, not knowing what exactly this imposing Japanese was up to!

    Song Xiachunyi suddenly said to the shop assistant, Hello, can I trouble you to call your Deputy General Manager, Turtle Tian over?

    The afro-head operator shook his head and said, I wouldn't dare! Mr. Turtle Tian was too fierce! I don't dare!"

    Song Xiachunyi chuckled, he took out a stack of RMB from his pocket, and estimated that it was around one to two thousand. He waved the stack of RMB in front of the shop assistant and said: This is yours! It's the cost of your bubble leg!

    The afro-head shop assistant was stunned for a moment, but still accepted it. She held the bill in her hand joyfully and turned to the female manager: Manager Chen, you saw it, this is the customer's tip! I didn't break any of the company's rules! One is willing to give while the other is willing to take.

    CHAPTER 606 - PLOTTING

    After saying that, the afro-head shop assistant slipped away from the scene.

    A series of sighs sounded out, and the crowd began to discuss the matter in soft voices. But the scene was still deadlocked, and I had a premonition that a good show was about to take place!

    As for the two Japanese s, they chatted confidently and smoked, communicating their excitement in Japanese.

    You Meng leaned close to my ear and whispered, What are they trying to do?

    I indifferently replied, Let's take a look. However, it definitely isn't a good thing! Japanese loves to expand things! "

    You Meng said: Then what should we do?

    I said, Hang in there! Let's see what the Japanese really wants to do.

    A few minutes later, the head explosion operator walked over with a middle-aged Japanese. This Japanese was also short and short, he was almost bald and barely had any hair on his head, but he still combed his hair into a smooth offset, his huge belly protruding outwards, as if he was ten months pregnant. He wore a pair of rather incongruous glasses on the bridge of his nose. It was unknown whether it was just a close-ups or a deliberate act of learning. From time to time, he would touch the metal frame of his glasses, giving off the impression of a 'corruption professor'.

    There was no doubt that this short, fat man was the deputy general manager of the auto sales company, whatever the hell he was.

    The name of the Japanese was truly strange, and his surname was also extremely weird. There were those with the surname 'Panasonic' and those with the surname 'Turtle Tian' and those with the surname 'Tanaka'; many of their names had been translated into Chinese, which was truly amazing.

    Song Xiachunyi seemed to be an old acquaintance with Automobile Company's Deputy Chief Hu Tian, as the two of them started to chat.

    No one knew what they were talking about,

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