When I entered the door, there was already a large table around the table.

Han Jianchun, Chen Zihua, Yu Yu, Li Tianle, Fan Qiang, and Li Kun are all here. It's just that Lu Chunying is nowhere to be seen, and it is also expected. At the headquarters meeting in the afternoon, Yu Yuanming just said hello to her, and when she sat in her seat, she was far away. Deliberately distance yourself from her.

Everyone laughed inside, and Chen Muhan talked and laughed with everyone in the middle. Shi Xiang was like a deputy general on the side, beckoning everyone to arrange seats, directing the waiters, and not forgetting to take care of Chen Muhan.

Everyone saw Yu Yuanming come in and also expressed a warm welcome.

Several of them gave eager anticipatory looks, presumably the news of the afternoon meeting had already spread.

Han Jianchun specially patted Yu Yuanming on the shoulder, tilted his head and glanced at it obliquely, and said in a joking tone: I can't see it, Yuanming, you are quite bold!

Yu Yuanming smiled and pretended to be relaxed: Just tell the truth.

Someone next to him also gave a thumbs up: Many people know the truth, but they can't tell the truth!

The vanity in Yu Yuanming's heart was greatly satisfied, and his mouth was still modest: Actually, it's not, as long as you want, you can tell the truth.

The waiter arrived, and everyone began to pour food into the pot. What bean sprouts, mushrooms, and ham sausages can be put into the pot first. Hairy belly, duck intestines, old meat slices, waist slices or something have to be hot with chopsticks. The beer was poured, the drinks were full, and everyone began to have a lively hot pot.

Chen Muhan didn't eat a bite, afraid of spicy.

It's no wonder, let alone Malaysia, that is, most northerners can't eat this spicy hot pot. Shaanxi also eats spicy, Hunan also eats spicy, Hubei also eats spicy, and Guizhou also eats spicy, but spicy is different together. Sichuan pepper sea pepper can be called bombarding your mouth, making it lose its sense of taste, touch, and become hot, numb, and even painful.

As outsiders, some foreigners will take the initiative to integrate into the local area, while others will maintain their existing habits.

Some Malaysian Chinese came to Gongzhou and also learned the dialect: to get.

That day, there was also a senior foreign director at the headquarters who was muttering, and the passers-by could hear it indistinctly. It seems to be an English sentence: bashidehen. I don't know if it's a person's name, a place name, or an artifact's name. Constant chatter, chatter. Later, a Chinese asked him what he was reading.

The answer was ridiculous, he read the local dialect: Ba Shi very!

It means very authentic, very comfortable, very comfortable!

You see, that's the joke that the cultural barrier produces.

Chen Muhan didn't eat hot pot to make everyone feel almost funny, and several people took turns to persuade him to eat a little more. At least taste it.

Later, Chen Muhan was really ready to taste it, and like everyone, he picked up a verdant lettuce leaf, boiled it slightly, and dipped it in an oil dish and put it in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, his face turned red in an instant, and he had difficulty breathing, as if something extremely terrifying had happened.

The person next to him saw that it was terrible and told him to throw up.

He shook his head.

Shi Xiang immediately stopped chatting with others, stood up and helped Chen Muhan to the bathroom.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Chen Muhan spit out the terrifying lettuce leaves in his mouth!

Shi Xiang asked someone to bring tea and rinse his mouth immediately.

Chen Muhan was embarrassed, didn't say a word, kept rinsing his mouth, and shook his head.

His face was still red, and he coughed again, and he was even more red.

It took a long time before Chen Muhan returned to his seat.

Fan Qiang, a senior expert in hot pot and a famous foodie, played the role of hindsight: Oh my God, you go to eat lettuce leaves! Hot pot, this vegetarian dish is the spicest! You have no problem scalding hairy belly, blood slices, duck intestines and the like!

Yu Yuanming sighed that this foreigner was of high quality, and he was not rude on the table in such an uncomfortable situation. For most Chinese, they can't bear it and have long vomited. Either in the dishes or under the table. How can you endure it?

Since they couldn't eat spicy food, everyone hurriedly ordered small mash dumplings for Mr. Chen.

One changes the feeling of the mouth, smooth. A stomach filler, he basically didn't eat anything!

It's been more than an hour since I finished eating and drinking.

Everyone walked out, found a teahouse, and continued the party.

Today's topic is not yet discussed!

When they arrived at the teahouse, everyone was full of food and drink. Shi Xiang began to show up, and Chen Muhan listened quietly on the side.

Shi Xiang analyzed the current situation, although the president's side has suffered heavy losses, it still has a very strong force in the group headquarters. Everyone must unite and "fight the big tiger".

Chen Muhan didn't speak, and Shi Xiang's impromptu speech was a little out of place. He still asked Chen Muhan to say a few words.

Chen Muhan saw that it was no longer possible to remain silent, so he opened his mouth to express it. I don't know if it's just been burned, and my mouth is a little unfavorable. is still because of too much inner pressure, his Mandarin is not only not standard. Yu Yuanming still felt a bleak feeling!

Chen Muhan said: Everyone has also worked hard. But I don't feel like I'm capable of it. I had great hopes when I came to China, but I didn't expect to get such an outcome. I'm tired and I don't understand the Chinese insurance market. Not sure what to do next!

Shi Xiang stared at Chen Muhan's face and said with extreme sincerity: Mr. Chen, don't worry! As long as you say a word, we can do everything you want for you! With us, no one can hurt you!

Shi Xiang drank the wine, and his originally black face became red and black. The eyes behind the glasses also turned red, and his chest rose and fell when he said this, and he seemed very excited in his heart.

He saw that Chen Muhan was still silent, and patted his chest to confess: I, Shi Xiang, have never done things for myself, but have always stuck a knife in the ribs for my friends! As long as you say a word, we can stick a knife in your ribs! While talking, he looked at the people around him.

Everyone gathered in a circle, but no one spoke, and they all looked at Chen Muhan!

Yu Yuanming couldn't help but speak again: Mr. Chen, your worries are actually nothing. Liu Bang once said: When it comes to fighting, he is not as good as Han Xin. Speaking of strategy and strategizing, he is not as good as Zhang Liang when he wins thousands of miles away. Stressing governing the country, he is not as good as Xiao He when he is stable and stable. But why did he become the founding emperor? It was because he knew people well and was able to use talents correctly!

Chen Muhan was obviously moved by these words, and glanced at Yu Yuanming deeply.

Shi Xiang was also happy: Yuanming's words were too good. Mr. Chen, a group of us can work for you. As long as the big tiger is defeated, our good days will come.

Chen Muhan coughed lightly and said, "Thank you! Let's do our job well! There are some things that I need to think about more."

It's not early today, so you can go home and rest first.

So everyone dispersed in this complicated emotions and full of hearts.

Yu Yuanming is nothing, anyway, he is a soy sauce character. Tomorrow to continue to work on Haosheng Road is the right thing.

But he suddenly thought of one thing, except for Lu Chunying, he didn't come today. Fang Yongsheng didn't come either!

This is somewhat abnormal.