Chapter 302: Pull the hate expert Little John, and Natalie sends the oil field
Francisco shrugged his shoulders and chuckled softly, "Mr. Han, to be honest, I've rarely seen you be so tolerant of people. β, according to your temper, someone scolded you, shouldn't you smoke the melon seeds now? β
Han Xiao rolled her eyes: "Let's go~ Don't be like this idiot." β
"yes, this guy is a stupid donkey."
As soon as Francisco's voice fell, the arrogant little John pointed at Francisco and scolded: "Hey! You're a stupid donkey, your whole family is a stupid donkey! **οΌ This is Northam, believe it or not, I'm going to find a few right now and blow up your? β
βohοΌ Damn it......" A murderous intent flashed in Francisco's eyes.
Afif reached out and patted Francisco on the shoulder: "Francisco, this guy is the target of Mr. Wizard. β
"Of course, of course I do." Francisco gritted his teeth, "If he wasn't Mr. Han's target, my team of bodyguards would be happy to tie them up and throw them into the sea......"
Afif shook his head, turned his head to look at John Jr. and Monks, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt like idiots.
Little John was like a winning rooster at the moment, and after making eye contact with Afif, he immediately slapped the table: "What kind of eyes are you?" You fool! Looking for death? And you strangely dressed primitives, the city is our territory, go back to your woods! β
"He's crazy." The expression on Afif's face changed, and he finally shook his head.
Now as long as Han Xiao opens his mouth and says that he wants to give up dealing with Little John and them, he will definitely let the second goods in front of him taste it, what is life is better than death!
Natalie, who didn't say a word, but was hit by the pond fish, didn't have a good look on her face - they were dressed strangely.
Still, wizards, it's nothing to dress up strangely.
If this guy wasn't Han Xiao's enemy, if it weren't for Han Xiao who gave them two billion dollars in the afternoon. They now have an urge to put every kind of witchcraft on this guy.
Han Xiao was speechless and glanced at the arrogant little John's face twice, and shook his head helplessly.
Anyway, you're awesome, you're so awesome!
Your level of hatred is too high. Even if Lao Tzu lets you go now, you won't live more than two hours.
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In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the large conference room, John Jr. and Monk looked down from top to bottom at the cars that were moving quickly in front of the company building.
In the conference room, the wall-mounted TV was turned on, which was slightly noisy.
"Haha? This damn Chinese pig. It's time like this, and he is trying to trick me into signing a supply contract, he's really an idiot! Little John smiled wisely, with a hint of arrogance in his smile.
Monks also had the same smile: "He actually said that the Carolingian family in France has confessed?" Haha~ This is the funniest joke I've ever heard since I was a kid - but, just now, the boss you were so tough, it really scared me. You know, we go through our connections inside the police station. But when I heard it, the Chinese man seemed to know Chinese kung fu, and the mad dog Billy and the twenty-seven of them seemed to have been killed by the Chinese man......"
"Those poor fellows. I was really worried just now. This Chinese-kongfu Chinese will kill both of us in the conference room. β
"Monks, your worries are too much. It is now a society governed by the rule of law. No matter how strong an individual's force is, how can he be able to defeat the state? The reason why he was able to kill Billy the Mad Dog was because they attacked him. He is justified in self-defense. Little John smiled confidently and poured a glass of beer from the beer keg on the table, "This cold and silky taste of beer...... It's delicious! β
Monk nodded. And he said, "Oh~ That's right. A friend of mine at the police station seems to say that the identity of the little girl who followed the Huaxia man did not seem to be simple. However, what is the specific identity...... He didn't dare tell me. β
"Damn the principle of secrecy!"
Little John took a big sip of beer: "A little girl with some status?" Monks, don't worry. Behind us stood the behemoths of the Carolingian family, and we had nothing to fear. Even if that little girl really has some great identity, it has nothing to do with us. The Carolingians will naturally solve the ......"
After a pause, Little John said again: "Speaking of which, the guy who dressed as a gentleman just now is really annoying. Honestly, I'd love to find a few to blow up his......"
Monks frowned and said, "When you say that, the other person named 'Afif' seems to be a little familiar, and he seems to have seen it in the news in the past two days." β
"Oh? Is that the guy I called 'bitch'? You should be mistaken, how could he possibly be in the news? If he is a celebrity, how can he be scolded by me and not react at all? He's just a little person......"
As the two of them spoke, the news screen on the wall-mounted TV in the conference room turned, and then they saw several familiar faces appear in the news - ariel, afif, franco, natalie, etc., and their identities were all marked one by one.
John Jr. and Monks looked at the pictures in the news, and the two of them seemed to be demented and stupid, and waited until all the content was broadcast before they heard John Jr. scold: "**! Yes, it's them, it's them? **οΌ β
"That little bit is actually a Moroccan princess? No wonder the people at the police station want to keep it a secret. And that gentleman is the heir to a Spanish consortium...... Shit, I seem to have scolded the one named Afif when they were leaving...... The devil only found out that he was actually the Prince of Morocco......"
The two of them chattered, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes.
The Carolingians are terrifying, but the two of them don't believe that the Carolingians can be stronger than the Moroccan royal family!
"McGaulle! Hamish! Yes, call McGaull! It's the trouble he's causing us, and he's going to have to help us out! β
John Jr. dialed McGaule's mobile phone and landline phone, but the mobile phone was turned off, and no one answered the landline at all.
"Hell! Hell......"
The two guys are like ants on a hot pot, and they are in a hurry. It was at this time that the news displayed on the news channels changed again and began to broadcast information about the scandal in France.
Seeing the picture of the two arrested people, little John felt that his legs were weak and fell directly to the ground.
ββ¦β¦ I know the two of them, said McGaulle, that they are his backstage...... Theyβthey've fallen ......"
ββ¦β¦ Hehe......" Monk smiled miserably at little John.
I went to Nima next door - I know now, it's a hairy thing......
Offended so many big shots, there is no backstage yet. Aren't they just waiting to die?
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In the car, Han Xiao hugged Ariel and talked to Wang Mingchang.
"Uncle Wang, it's really not like I don't give you face. That little John ...... Hehe...... "Han Xiao has to explain this matter to Wang Mingchang."
Wang Mingchang asked, "What's wrong?" β
ββ¦β¦ I tried to spare him, but he scolded me. However, it doesn't matter, I went with a few friends at the time, and he was good enough to scold all my friends......"
"Your friend?"
"None of them are low. One is also a Prince of Morocco. You've seen it too, Mulley. Afif. He called Afif a 'son of a bitch'...... Ahem, it's ugly. β
When Wang Mingchang heard this, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "Old John...... It's a pity. Xiao Han, you can watch and deal with it yourself. β
Wang Mingchang means that he doesn't plan to care.
The old man made sense here, and Han Xiao said a few more polite words before hanging up the phone.
As soon as the phone hung up, a call came in.
Han Xiao looked at the number displayed on it - okay! It's Little John, why is this thing calling? Could it be that he didn't enjoy scolding people just now, and he called and scolded?
After connecting the phone, Han Xiao asked ariel to translate, and then said "Hello", and then heard Little John's voice: "Dear Mr. Han, what happened before was all my fault." I want to sign a supply contract with you now, do you think it is inconvenient for you to come back again? Of course, if you find it inconvenient, I can also go to ......"
Little John's tone was different from the previous high-spiritedness, and it was extremely humble. gave Han Xiao the feeling that he suddenly had a grandson.
"Yo? Do you want to sign now? Hehe...... It's late! After that, Han Xiao didn't give Little John a chance, and hung up the phone directly.
If you didn't say this before scolding, Han Xiao would look at Wang Mingchang's face, and after thinking about it, he would really dare to agree. However, why are you scolding now, offending several of Han Xiao's friends, and still want to sign a contract?
Sign a yarn and go!
If this contract is signed, where will Francisco and Afif put their faces?
The car drove up to Hank's Farm, and the people on the farm had already brought out large vasks of beer and chunks of beef.
There is a batch of beef in Australia that is of very good quality. The ancestors of these cattle, if you want to trace them back, can be traced back to the Wagyu cattle of the Wa Kingdom.
The party started, there were not many people, but the atmosphere was good.
After two hours of playing, Ariel beckoned to Han Xiao and called Han Xiao to Natalie: "Brother Xiaoxiao, Natalie, they have something to say to you......"
"Oh?" Han Xiao walked up to Natalie with a beer, "What's the matter with me?" β
Natalie smiled and said, "It's about the two billion dollars." Mr. Han, you have been taking care of the Sea Elves and have also funded our military spending of two billion dollars, and we Berbers are not insatiable and ungrateful people. Therefore, we are willing to transfer the exploitation rights of nine oil fields in southwestern Algeria to Mr. Han......"
Yoh? Nine oil fields, what a big deal!
But...... What the hell is this oil field in Algeria? (To be continued......)