Since Wen Na is Wang Zheng's translator, she naturally wants to follow him out of the building, the sun is setting outside, and it is getting dark, because Wang Zheng said that he wanted to buy a mobile phone when he was negotiating the contract, he naturally had to bring the interpreter over, but since the noon meeting, he has not eaten yet, Wang Zheng is very embarrassed, so he said to Wen Na in English:

"I'm going to buy a mobile phone, could you please take me there? After the deed is done, I will invite you to dinner, and by the way, I will give you the remuneration and bonuses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info“

"Of course, it is my obligation to help you, and it is my honor to communicate more with foreign friends like you." It's been a busy day, Wen Na is obviously tired on her face, but there are not many opportunities to talk freely with overseas Chinese, and it is also a kind of exercise for her, and the remuneration will not be given until she buys a mobile phone, won't she agree?

The two took a taxi to Hualian mobile phone city, when the taxi came, the sky was hazy and dark, but the bright lights in front of Hualian mobile phone city are still lively, although it is called mobile phone city, in essence, it is a three-story building at the entrance of the computer city, one to three floors are all kinds of small glass counters, equivalent to a small mobile phone store, each store is less than ten square meters, there are at least dozens of such private counters on one floor, although it is not high-grade, but in this era when the mobile phone market has just emerged, people come and go, so lively.

Wang Zheng didn't understand mobile phones either, and after entering, he was even more dazzled by the various electronic signboards and mobile phones in various counters, so he had to look at Wen Na with a distress look.

Wen Na doesn't have a mobile phone now, and she hasn't bought it before, but she can at least communicate with the bosses of various mobile phone counters at will, which is much better than Wang Zheng.

"Mr. Wang, you choose the type you like first, and then leave the rest to me." Wen Na said politely to Wang Zheng in English.

"I want this." Wang Zheng looked at the mobile phone on the glass counter recently, pointed to a Nokia mobile phone, and said.

"Okay, please wait." After Wen Na saw it, she immediately asked the middle-aged man at the counter:

"How much does this Nokia 6230i cost?"

"1900, this is Nokia's, the latest color screen mobile phone, with a camera, not long after it was launched, good performance, durable, absolutely licensed." The mobile phone boss just heard Wang Zheng communicating with Wen Na in English, looking at the outfits of the man and woman, he decided that he must have met a fat fish this time, so he did not hesitate to give a high price.

"Oh, we'll take a look and we'll be back later." Don't look at Wen Na as a very demure girl, but she is not stupid, especially in this era when there are so many profiteers, you can't just ask the price and buy it directly, shop around, which one is cheaper and which one buys.

"Wait, I can get cheaper, this is new after all, the price is really not much cheaper, how about 1800? It's already cheap. "The boss of the mobile phone looked at the cooked duck and was about to fly, no matter how high the profit was, the profit was a point.

Wang Zheng didn't speak, and wanted to leave after Wen Na, which made Wen Na still a little puzzled, could it be that foreign countries also pay attention to bargaining? Why didn't this guy react at all, did he understand the national conditions of Huaxia? However, this is not the time to think about this, and the most important thing is to buy the mobile phone that the customer wants.

"One thousand seven, I have seen this mobile phone on the Internet, although it is a new model, but the functions are a little less than other brands, I will take it if I sell it, and forget it if I don't sell it."

"Alas, beauty, you really know how to bargain, you say, what are you talking about as a translator for this foreigner, I will charge this foreigner 2,000, how about giving you 200 rebates when I go back?" This middle-aged boss is a thief and a thief, and he wants to make more money in another way, so he bribes the translator.

"This ...... I can hear ...... Understand! Wang Zheng learned the tone of a foreigner speaking Chinese, and interjected, don't say it, it's really similar enough.

"Haha, you heard it wrong, 1700 is 1700, sold to you." The middle-aged boss was full of embarrassment, and the price was not discussed, so he sold it directly.

Wen Na glanced at Wang Zheng curiously: he can actually speak Chinese, so why didn't he say a word in the afternoon, oh...... He wanted to say it when the deal was negotiated, and I wasn't mistaken.

Although she thought so, Ke Wenna still communicated a few words with Wang Zheng in English, and told Wang Zheng about the price of the mobile phone.

After Wang Zheng paid the bill, he asked Wen Na to help him get a mobile phone card, put it in the mobile phone, and after trying various functions, the two walked out of the mobile phone city together.

Wang Zheng likes this mobile phone very much, small body, black appearance, rectangular, one end of the screen is a little large, after turning on and spinning ringtone, there is a camera in the back, listen to the mobile phone boss said that you can take pictures, you can record and so on, it is definitely a must-have pickle girl weapon at home, although Wang Zheng has not thought about these now, but he has never had a mobile phone, and he can't put it down.

Wen Na was not a very curious person, but when she saw Wang Zheng fiddling with her Chinese mobile phone, there was no obstacle at all, and she didn't even ask herself for some words or something, which made her heart full of doubts, could he know Chinese?

"Miss Wen Na, I said, please eat, let's go, you lead the way, you are more familiar here." Wang Zheng said to Wen Na with a smile, and his fluent English temporarily dispelled the little doubt in Wen Na's heart.

"There is a snack street in the east, let's go there, the shrimp fried by the boss and the side dishes he made are delicious, I have eaten them before." Wen Na is indeed a little hungry, she only ate her morning meal, she didn't eat lunch at noon, now more than ten hours have passed, it's good not to complain, when it comes to eating, she is even more hungry, she feels that her saliva is about to flow out.

"Okay." Wang Zheng is actually hungry, he is now playing the role of an overseas Chinese, he can't take Wen Na to eat by himself, he should ask Wen Na to help introduce a place to eat.

The two walked fifty or sixty meters along the road, and walked to a slightly remote street on the side of the road, Wen Na took the lead and walked in, although the road is not wide, and the hygiene is not very good, there are even some broken beer bottles littered on the ground, garbage bags or something, but there are many food shops in this small street, and there are many people who come to eat, and the air spreads the taste of various delicacies and snacks.

Wang Zheng followed Wen Na and walked on this street, although he had never been here, but looking at the customers in full swing at other snack shops, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he was not a real foreigner, nor was he a rich child, what does it have to do with himself if he is dirty and messy, and now eating is the most important thing.

The two walked a long way, about thirty meters, before they came to a small snack shop, the snack shop has only one room, about ten square meters, and a tarpaulin was built at the door to set up a sun-shaded cloth shed, and there were five or six tables under the tarpaulin, which was the snack shop that Wen Na said tasted good.

Coming to the door of the snack shop, Wen Na took the lead and walked inside, not to mention, the four tables in the room were full of people, Wen Na frowned, thinking that everyone had come, so she couldn't stop eating, so she turned her face and looked at a fifty or sixty-year-old uncle who was frying vegetables on the gas stove, wearing an old apron, sweating profusely.

"Boss, stir-fry some shrimp, two more side dishes, do you have juice?" Wen Na said to the boss.

"No, there's beer, do you want it?" The boss didn't look up, and when he heard the question, he replied habitually.

"Mr. Wang, do you drink beer?" Wen Na turned her face and asked Wang Zheng.

"Yes, but not much." Wang Zheng still speaks English.

"Boss, have a shrimp, two side dishes, and a bottle of beer."

"Okay, the beer side dishes are here, the stir-fry will have to wait, you will wait outside first......" The middle-aged boss raised his head, and then saw a pair of handsome guys and beauties standing in front of him, all of them were well-dressed, the man's posture was tall and extraordinary, and the woman's face was gentle and pretty.

Wen Na led Wang Zheng out again, and there were several square wooden low tables outside, surrounded by a few matza and small benches, although they were relatively clean, but they couldn't help reflecting greasy light in the light.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, the hygiene here may be a little poor, why don't we change places?" Wen Na realized that it was indeed a bit inappropriate to come to this kind of place to eat, not to mention the mess, and the snack shop was not suitable for entertaining foreign friends.

"It's nothing, that's it, I'm not a hypocritical person." Wang Zheng continued to answer in English, and took the lead in sitting down in front of a clean table, although he was dressed for several thousand Huaxia coins, but the deal was negotiated, and he was not so particular.

Now that the patrons have all sat down, there is no need for him to dislike these, and Wen Na also sat down.

It didn't take long for the boss to carry a bottle of beer, and walked over with a plate of boiled peanuts, only to find that the middle-aged boss's hair had turned gray, and the wrinkles on his face could not be hidden under the dark brown complexion, and the slightly hunched back indicated that he had overworked.

"Boss! Business is good! Four men came from the side of the road, and greeted the boss from afar, outsiders really thought they were regular customers, but looking at the temperature of just 30 degrees, they were wearing two tendon vests, two of them had tattoos on their exposed skin, and two of the four people had yellow hair, and they were not good people at first glance.

"A few big brothers, what to eat, I'll fry a few side dishes for you and a few bottles of beer." When the middle-aged uncle saw the four young people, he immediately put on a stammering smile.

The four of them were not polite, and sat together at a table opposite Wen Na, crossed Erlang's legs, smoked a cigarette, and waited for the boss to serve the food.

Soon, the middle-aged boss came over with a fried shrimp, Wang Zheng thought it was his own, and looked up, who knew that the boss actually bypassed his table directly, went straight to the table of the little ruffian, and served it to them, which made Wang Zheng very unhappy, and even wanted to stand up and find the boss to theorize.

"I'm sorry, little brother, and this beauty, I'm sorry, I can't help it, they're gangsters nearby, I can't afford to mess with them." On the way back, the boss passed by Wang Zheng's table and explained his distress in a low voice.