Chapter 75 [Extra; Chen Meiyi] Begonia without fragrance (3)

"Yi, I have to admit that you are really a top student at Yale. , the latest chapter of the visit wรจn:. A man with brown-blonde curls and a black tuxedo said in a pure London accent, "The stupid donkeys who drove your golden egg from Florida all the way to New Jersey and released you back in your country, I guess now I regret it and want to swallow a gun and commit suicide, I am looking forward to your next wonderful performance." As he spoke, he burst into a loud laugh, attracting the attention of many people.

It is worthy of being a "10,000-year-old-stirring stick" who is good at praising and disparaging the two sides, and taking advantage of an opportunity to create or intensify the contradictions between the two sides, and she also evoked a shallow smile, and said in standard American English: "Then, from today onwards, I look forward to working with you day and night in London, Edinburgh or Belfast," she said, holding up the glass goblet with wine in her hand, "Cheers to future cooperation." Net"

The man's barely handsome face twitched, and he managed to maintain his characteristic English gentlemanly demeanor, clinked glasses with her, and then walked away. Seeing his hasty back, Mei Yi sneered in his heart at this insulting fool, instead of trying in every possible way to figure out how to vent his anger for Britain's overseas colonies, it is better to carefully consider how to appease Scotland and Northern Ireland In recent years, they have repeatedly put forward the "cry" of so-called "** autonomy". Besides, if he is obsessed, he might as well try to see if he is brave enough to face the fact that all the conclusive information about how much money he has received has been exposed, so as to end up like those guys who are ruined.

While thinking, a burst of Chinese with a Sichuan-Guizhou accent came from behind, accompanied by a crisp applause: "Xiao Chen, you haven't forgotten to arm your teeth at this time."

"Xiao Chen is still young and vigorous, which makes Editor-in-Chief Liang have a lot of jokes." This familiar voice made Mei also come back to her senses, and turned around with a smile and stretched out her hand to the slightly chubby man who had already bowed her head and shook it. Immediately, he saw a man in a straight suit and a solemn face beside him, and he couldn't help but ask the other party curiously: "Hello, may I ask what Mr. is called?"

Liang Weiyan, who is now the senior editor-in-chief of the declaration and the editor-in-charge of the economic edition, raised his white eyebrows at the man, patted him lightly on the back, and said with a smile: "He, let me introduce you, Situ Hongqian, the old editor of the Delta Times." Saying that, he leaned close to Meiyi's ear, pretending to whisper mysteriously, "You have been busy and naturally don't know him, in fact, our media industry unanimously calls him PF in private, as for the reason, hehehe, take a closer look at him, you know." โ€

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