"You're welcome, sit down." Lin Xing waved his hand, motioned for the three of them to sit down, sat down in the wide leather sofa with a big grin, took out a cigar from the inner pocket of the suit, took a rough bite of it, lit the fire, took a puff, and waved his hand to fan the end of his nose.

Bai Qianqing was stunned, the Lin Xing in front of him and the turtle before him were almost like two people, and they just gave people the feeling of overlooking the mountains from above.

Just a face-to-face, Nohara Jiro, who was still a little arrogant, became humble and polite, nodding his head in a word.

Ling Jingqi was also stunned at first, but the more she watched his movements, the more familiar she felt, and only when she saw his cigar smoking posture did she realize that this series of actions was completely the style of her old boss Qi Shilling.

Despite understanding this, Ling Jingqi was still very surprised.

Haicheng Ling's family was originally in business, she has been mixed under the North and South God of Wealth for many years, and she inevitably has a domineering female president complex in her heart, and occasionally sits in the boss's exclusive office chair when no one is around.

Because of this, she clearly knows that it is not difficult to imitate a person's movements, but trying to imitate the momentum of a real tycoon is comparable to ascending to the sky.

The royal road of dominating the world and fighting the rabbit cannot be expressed by just one action and one look, only the aura that really exudes from the inside out can make people dare not look directly.

At this moment, Ling Jingqi finally understood that although the young man in front of him who had just finished playing the bubble dragon looked very unreliable, he could not deny that he had a royal momentum that ordinary people did not have.

Looking at Jiro Nohara, who was still speaking blunt Chinese and constantly being polite to himself, Lin Xing sneered in his heart, he said that Japanese people know politeness, but they don't understand their essence. They are only humble to the strong, and to put it bluntly, they are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard.

Just like what Lin Xing heard with his super left ear just now, Bai Qianqing, as the daughter of the Northern God of Wealth, is also one of the decision-makers of Hongru, and he personally went down to take over the chairman of such a bullshit consortium, and he was especially deputy, but as a result, this grandson regarded himself as his master, and without saying a word, he first praised Bai Qianqing for being beautiful, and then directly asked her age, can someone who really pays attention to etiquette do such a thing?

The only people who can do this are the three promiscuity and hypocrites.

This is not a personal prejudice, but a Chinese-Japanese mixed Ishida Zhito barbecued pork bun conveyed to Lin Xing.

Lin Xing took two puffs of his cigar, and couldn't stand the smell of this forced artifact, so he had to put it on the edge of the crystal ashtray, leaned into the sofa to adjust a comfortable posture, and asked lightly: "Mr. Nohara, Brother Ling must have been very busy lately, right?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Nohara Jiro nodded twice, and said with a slight awareness: "Before coming to China this time, my brother repeatedly asked me to say hello to Mr. Lin, and said that when he found time, he would definitely come to visit Mr. Lin in person. ”

"Oh." Lin Xing smiled and responded.

Bai Qianqing had already scolded in her heart: No wonder they all said that Little Japan has two faces, and he asked Lin always who he was downstairs just now, and now he is about to become a kowtow worm. It seems that my father is right, in the face of some people, you have to take a shelf, otherwise if you give him three points of color, he will kick his nose and face and dare to open a dye shop! Bastard!

Lin Xing stopped talking after responding to Nohara Jiro, just looked at him quietly, picked up the difficult cigar on the table again and took a puff.

At this time, the mobile phone he put on the table vibrate, and Ling Jingqi hurriedly walked over to pick up the phone and respectfully delivered it to him.

Lin Xing turned his head, avoiding the sight of Nohara and the others, smiling and winking at her, and scratched her palm with his little thumb when he took the phone.

Turning his head to Nohara Jiro and nodding slightly: "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone." ”

Nohara hurriedly made a gesture with a smiling face.

The call was from Qi Shilling, and Qi Tuhao adhered to his usual straightforward style and said: "Hey, Ah Xing, the land and construction procedures for the shantytown on Chunxin Street have been completed, let's talk about the specific plan when we come back in the evening." ”

"Oh, Lao Qi, I guessed you would call, I'm chatting with Vice Chairman Nohara of the Fuji Foundation in Japan." He deliberately accentuated the word 'vice' a little.

Qi Shilling didn't pause, and said with a smile: "Ha, what kind of crazy are you smoking, you actually went to do serious things, and you are still with Little Japan, Fuji Foundation?" It's South America, right? ”

"You're so well-informed." Lin Xing said sincerely.

"Those two brothers of the Nohara family are bad, you can take it easy."

"A must."

"Then you get busy first, and we'll talk about the shantytown later."

"What else are you talking about, it's not that you don't know what I'm like, you just let someone find Xiaoling."

"Okay, then I'll hang up first, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

Lin Xing hung up the line and looked at Bai Qianqing with a smile: "Qi Shilling called, he won a game of bubble dragon just now, no, I'm here." ”

"Poof!" Bai Qianqing couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed out loud.

Lin Xing pursed the corners of his lips and put on a pure bitter gourd face: "Still laughing, the matter in Penang is a turning page, he now wants to cooperate with us on the project of Blind Dragon Mountain Park and Chunxin Street, saying that tonight I will fight the landlord, and whoever wins will preside over these two projects." ”

Bai Qianqing subconsciously glanced at Ling Jingqi, she naturally knew what the matter in Penang was referring to, as for the projects of Blind Dragon Mountain and Chunxin Street, Qi Shilling had already sent someone to negotiate before.

The second daughter was surprised that she didn't quite understand what he meant by saying this now, and in addition, she was even more surprised that he was serious when he said this, it looked like he was deliberately saying it to Nohara Jiro and others, but looking at his expression, he seemed to be really angry.

Without waiting for the two of them to react, Lin Xing slapped his face suddenly, laughed and leaned forward, holding his knees with both hands and lifting his chin to Nohara Jiro: "This Southern God of Wealth is really, if you win, you will win, and you actually made a special call to anger me, what an old child." Mr. Nohara came from afar, and I did my best to be a landlord, and I pushed his date and joined you in the evening...... Hey, hey, hey. He ended the conversation with a few dry smiles and a knowing look.

Nohara Jiro was stunned for a moment, and then laughed twice, "I have long heard that Mr. Lin is very humorous, and it is really better to meet if he is famous." Mr. Lin, can we talk about cooperation? ”

Lin Xing stretched his mouth and waved his hand: "Mr. Nohara just got off the plane in the morning, and he needs to rest after a tiring journey, now let's go have a meal together first, and then go relax and relax." As for cooperation, you can just ask Secretary Ling to talk to you another day, she thinks it is feasible, and Miss Bai and I will sign the contract together. ”

As he spoke, he stood up by himself, walked to the desk and paused, picked up the keyboard that had just been broken and shook it at Ling Jingqi.

"I'll have someone replace you with a new one right away." Ling Jingqi said busily.

"No need, billions of business was robbed by Lao Qi because of a broken computer, what's the use of changing the keyboard? Let's change the computer. Lin Xing tidied up his suit, winked at Jiro Nohara, and made a sneaky gesture with his right hand on the side of his mouth: "Actually, my skills are too bad, but as one of the decision-makers of Hongru, I will not admit my mistake, so I have to let the computer carry the black pot." Nohara-kun, do you like playing with Bubble Dragon? ”