"Hello, Mr. Nohara, welcome to Hongru." Bai Qianqing was not very skilled, but he greeted Nohara Jiro and others of the Fuji Foundation very politely.

"Oh, Miss Bai, you're beautiful." Nohara Jiro, who was half a head shorter than Bai Qianqing, lifted his rimless glasses, raised his head and squinted at her for a while, his eyes slid down, and he aimed at her towering chest with his eyes unscrupulously.

"Ahem!" Bai Qianqing coughed twice unhappily.

Nohara Jiro raised his eyes again, but there was no embarrassment on his face: "May I ask Miss Bai Fangling?" ”

Bai Qianqing couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in her heart that this little Japan was too crazy, and it was obvious that she didn't take herself seriously.

Her thoughts are very direct, Hongru is not bad for money, the Bai family is not bad for money, she is already planning not to do this business, so her face is cold.

At this time, Ling Jingqi walked over and nodded slightly to Nohara: "Hello, Mr. Nohara." We have been waiting for you for a long time, please come with me. ”

"Which Mr. Lin?" The corners of Nohara's mouth twitched.

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Lin said that he was playing bubble dragon with Mr. Qi of Tianqi Group, and asked me to take Mr. Nohara to his office to discuss cooperation." After Ling Jingqi said these words to Bai Qianqing, she turned her head and made a gesture of invitation to Nohara and the others: "Mr. Nohara, please come with me." ”

Although Nohara Jiro's Mandarin is blunt, it is so-so, but he can't understand the 'professional terms' such as 'Bubble Dragon', and just wanted to ask the translator he brought, Ling Jingqi had already made an invitation. had no choice but to follow her and Bai Qianqing and others into the elevator first.

Bai Qianqing's secretary, one is a girl with a round face, and the other is a middle-aged woman wearing a pair of glasses and not smiling, and the two of them keep looking at each other behind Bai Qianqing.

When they greeted Lin Xing before, the two of them were also present, and they couldn't be more impressed by that unique alternative boss. Now I heard that the meeting place has been changed, which is a bit inexplicable.

But as secretaries, the two of them took Ling Jingqi as the leader, and since she personally conveyed Mr. Lin's meaning, the two didn't dare to ask more.

It's just that...... What's the deal with Bubble Dragon?

Bai Qianqing is now in her heart, the daughter of the Northern God of Wealth doesn't care about money, but now Bai Hongru has handed over the company she created with her hands to take care of, if she loses her father's face, she is really sorry for his old man.

Lose face......

Bai Qianqing thought of Lin Xing's standard Japanese expired black 'society' boss and super turtle dress.

When she thought of this, she was relieved.

Face? Hehe, as long as Lin Xing shows up, where does Hongru Group still have face in front of Little Japan? Not even the special lining!

Ling Jingqi knocked on the door, and a slightly hurried voice came from inside: "Come in!" ”

Ling Jingqi pushed open the door, "Mr. Nohara, please." ”

Nohara Jiro nodded and walked in with the translator and accompanying assistant, and Bai Qianqing and the two secretaries followed behind and walked inside.

"Uncle's! You're still playing with Lao Tzu, and you actually use Q coins to buy stunt magic weapons, it's a beast! If you can buy it, you won't buy it! Lin Xing, who was typing on the keyboard behind his desk, glanced at Bai Qianqing and the others, and yelled urgently: "Secretary Ling, please sit with Mr. Nohara, ask them what they have to drink, and by the way, help me bring in a can of ice Coke!" Qi Xianling, this old fox, actually opened a plug-in, and I have to kill him if he says anything! ”

Seeing the scene in front of him, not only did Nohara and his entourage stand in place and became dumbfounded, but even Bai Qianqing and the two secretaries were dumbfounded.

Jiro Nohara tilted his head and glanced at the computer screen, and finally understood what 'Bubble Dragon' was, it was actually a very idiotic game!

There was a trace of anger in his eyes, but he didn't attack, because he had heard a person's name twice, and he knew that it was Qi Shilling, the God of Wealth in Southern China, who was playing against the idiot in front of him.

Ling Jingqi invited everyone to sit down, smiled apologetically, and said to Nohara Jiro: "I'm sorry, Mr. Nohara, Mr. Lin is fighting against Tianqi's President Qi, winning or losing is related to a real estate project in Penang, please wait a while." What would you like to drink? ”

Nohara Jiro was still a little stunned, and the translator next to him thought that he didn't understand, so he translated Ling Jingqi's words in Japanese again.

Nohara was stunned, he didn't understand just now, he didn't understand what Ling Jingqi was saying at all.

Because, behind the large desk, the battle is so fierce that it looks really sweaty.

Mr. Lin, who was dressed in a silver-gray suit, was tall, young and handsome, but his current posture was not flattering, standing in front of the table, the black leather shoe on his right foot stepped on the boss's chair, and his two hands were tapping on the keyboard quickly, screaming while knocking.

Although Nohara's Chinese level was already good, Lin Xing's mouth was fast, urgent and loud, and his expression was quite rich.

Nohara has only seen this kind of scene in two situations, one is in the stock exchange on Wall Street, and the other is in an 'action movie' made in his own country.

The young Mr. Lin is also full of passion with the wolf of Wall Street and the actor in the blockbuster. Let every man feel his blood boiling when he sees it, and every woman will blush when he sees it.

But this is just Nohara Jiro's personal feelings, in fact, in the eyes of Bai Qianqing and her two accompanying secretaries, and even in the eyes of a Japanese female translator who is proficient in Chinese culture, Mr. Lin in front of him looks like a big fool.

However, Bai Qianqing really felt that Lin Xing was stupid, but Nohara's translator was not sure.

Because, Secretary Ling said, the battle with this Mr. Lin is Qi Shilling, the God of Wealth in Southern China, and the victory or loss of the battle directly determines the real estate project of a capital city of a Southeast Asian country......

Tea and coffee cup after cup, and the lungs and leaves of Nohara and the others were about to float.

Mr. Lin finally 'ah', 'click' and pouted the keyboard: "Damn, I actually lost!" ”

"Alas, it's a pity." Nohara, who had been looking around, couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Bai Qianqing almost planted her head on the coffee table with a black head in front of her.

Lin Xing grabbed the can of Coke on the table, drank it all, pulled the hem of his suit, walked around the large desk and strode to the coffee table, and stretched out his right hand to Jiro Nohara: "Hello, my friend Lin Xing, on behalf of Hongru, welcome your visit." ”

Seeing that Mr. Lin in front of him had a solemn face, only a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, Nohara Jiro couldn't help but be a little cramped, hunched over and stretched out his hands to shake Lin Xing's big hand, and the translator and assistant next to him also stood up in a hurry.

"Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. Jiro Nohara, please advise. Nohara nodded repeatedly.