didn't wait for the black fat girl to answer, he picked it directly, the beads were worn with steel wire in the middle, he straightened them at once, and the beads were rubbed on the ground.

"God, my pretty pearl flower. The fat black woman screamed, her voice was huge, worthy of her big breasts.

"I'll pay you two for a while. ”

Yang Dingtian said a word, ripped off Uncle Black's shirt, pricked a needle above Uncle Black's chest, and at the same time raised Uncle Black's hand, went to his armpit, and dialed it three times in a row.

The human heart meridian, from the heart area through the chest through the armpit along the inside of the arm to the little finger, there is a large tendon under the armpit, which can effectively relieve heart disease.

Yang Dingtian has spiritual power in his hands, and the effect is better than that of ordinary people, plus the effect of needles, Uncle Hei originally clenched his teeth, and his lips were already blue, but he opened his mouth suddenly, and with a cry of pain, he actually opened his eyes.

"Mr. Zabubibi, what do you think?" Yang Dingtian asked, using Uncle Black's words, as for the name, it was called by those black people just now, and this Zabubibi seems to be still a minister.

As soon as Zabubibi heard Yang Dingtian, a Chinese, speak his native dialect, he sat up suddenly, grabbed Yang Dingtian and said:

"You can speak Bobo, that's great, thank you to the Almighty God, this Chinese brother, you help me tell them, they want this kind of wine, I want a lot, but I want them to change the packaging, their porcelain jar, although very beautiful, but too easy to break, not practical, I want them to use plastic buckets, so that after drinking the wine, the barrels can also be used to hold water. ”

It turns out that this company sells wine, a kind of low-alcohol fruit wine, Zabu Bibi drank a bowl, I like it very much, but this wine is packed in a porcelain jar, antique, very Chinese characteristics, but it is not practical to Africa, Zabu Bibi wants them to change the packaging, and then the language is not understood, the chicken and the duck speak, Zabu Bibi is anxious, and there is a heart attack.

Yang Dingtian hurriedly told the person in charge of the wine company about Zabu Bibi's request, it was a factory director surnamed Zhang, and the director Zhang nodded hurriedly, so what's not okay, the jar is still expensive, how cheap the plastic bucket is, and he agreed repeatedly, and thanked Yangding Tianheshi: "It's a loss to have you, little brother, if something happens to this person in my booth, I really want to shout to the sky." ”

Yang Dingtian can understand that China's foreign policy is really inexplicable.

Yang Dingtian didn't bother to complain, and helped them negotiate the agreement, signed the contract, turned his head and saw the black fat girl on the side, ah: "I want to compensate for your pearl flowers, you wait a minute, I'll buy two for you." ”

"I don't want you to lose, thank you. ”

The black fat woman was extremely enthusiastic and directly gave Yang Dingtian a bear hug.

This chest is really big, like Roshan, much stronger than Xiao Mei's, and Yang Dingtian almost has a feeling of being out of breath.

"China Yang, can you do me another favor. ”

Zabubibi made another request, it turned out that what he brought was a group of chiefs, and all the chiefs who came were large and small, and these chiefs spoke their own native language, only a few occasionally knew a few words of French, and the Republic of Bobia, where they were located, was once a French colony.

Yang Dingtian thought about it, he was idle anyway, and with Zabubibi's black face pleading, he didn't think much about it, and nodded in agreement.

"Great, the Lord God will bless you. ”

Zabubibi likewise gave him a bear hug.

Then Zabu Bibi's group of chiefs walked all the way, Yang Dingtian followed the translator all the way, these chiefs have very strong accents, sometimes, even Zabu Bibi can't understand well, this is normal, just like for Chinese, Hunan people can't understand Cantonese, and Cantonese people can't understand Shanghainese.

But Peach Blossom Eyes has a knack for understanding everything, and there is no problem with Yang Dingtian's translation at all, which makes Zabu Bibi very impressed.

After walking a booth, the group hurried over, but it was Song Yuqiong who came.

"Sister Song, why are you here?" Yang Dingtian exclaimed.

"Xiaoyang, it turned out to be you, I said, who has the ability to dare to directly prick a foreign friend, and he was saved at once. Song Yuqiong sighed repeatedly: "Thank you so much today, if Minister Zabubibi really has an accident, then my exhibition will not be opened." ”

Yang Dingtian understood now, it turned out that as soon as Zabu Bibi fainted, the exhibition staff urgently reported that they would hold an export exhibition, and actually killed a foreign friend, so it was okay, how to do it if they didn't report, and Song Yuqiong was also anxious when she heard the report, so she rushed over immediately.

"He's a little heart attack and he's fine. ”

Yang Dingtian explained, but Song Yuqiong still looked grateful and lucky.

"China Yang, come on, come on. ”

At this time, the black fat woman ran over and pulled Yang Dingtian to ask him to help translate, Yang Dingtian had no choice but to nod to Song Yuqiong and follow.

Song Yuqiong watched a group of black people surrounding Yangdingtian, chattering, and Yangdingtian was actually also chattering, coping with it easily, and for a while, his eyes flashed: "He actually understands African." ”

Yang Dingtian's qigong is real, and the massage techniques are also extremely magical, which makes her feel that Yang Dingtian is a master and a folk strange person, but the level is a little lower, and now, Yang Dingtian actually understands foreign languages, and understands the rare African native language, this is not an ordinary folk strange person, this is a high-level talent.

Song Yuqiong was curious for a while, and she didn't squeak, so she followed behind Yang Dingtian, and then she found that Yang Dingtian not only knew African native language, but also French and English, which made her even more surprised.

Although there are 1.3 billion people in China, there are not many people who can understand both English and French, at least Song Yuqiong does not understand French, only English.

At this time, Yang Dingtian turned his head in a hurry, saw Song Yuqiong, and said strangely: "Sister Song, do you have anything else?"

"It's fine. Song Yuqiong shook her head: "Xiaoyang, you still know French and English." ”

"Oh, a little. Yang Dingtian couldn't deny it, so he had to nod.

"Then you're really a talent. Song Yuqiong praised it, and when she saw that the fat black girl came to pull the sun again, she said: "You are busy first, and then I will make an appointment with you to find you for something." ”

"Okay. ”

Yang Dingtian didn't know what was going on with her, but he still responded happily.

Song Yuqiong left, and Yang Dingtian took the black group all the way down and walked to the booth of the Red Star Factory.

Xiao Mei stood at the door, seeing Yang Dingtian with a group of black people, chattering, but she was dumbfounded, her small mouth opened, and she looked at Yang Dingtian in a daze.