South Korea and Japan both like to eat according to the ancient rites, the more they receive distinguished guests, the more they respect the ancient rites, such as the scene of sitting together at the big round table in China, which is absolutely rare in Korea.

Even when many of them went to Huaguo, they found that there were no ancient rites in Huaguo, and they were not surprised, so many people even thought that the original legend was fake, but in fact the ancient rites came from Korea!

There were already a few plates of side dishes on the small table, and as three beautiful women in their twenties came in, knelt down in front of the three tables, and poured wine and food for the three of them, the banquet officially began.

All high-end hotels will have beautiful women to serve, but they do not involve other services, because the real high-class places do not need women to attract guests.

Korea's products are much poorer than those in Japan, but since this is a high-end restaurant, the food is still very delicate, such as grilled fish, ginseng stewed chicken, and barbecued meat, although the dishes are simple, but the taste and quality are very different from those sold on the street.

And the amount of food is not much, just enough to satisfy the taste buds, but still want to eat a little more.

"Come, come, Mr. Xiao...... Please drink a little more! I wish our business cooperation success! ”

Kim Sung-yong, who had drunk a few glasses of Korean sake, raised his glass again with a red face, and said excitedly.

Koreans are very open at the wine table, and heavy drinking is not uncommon, and the more drunk the guests, the happier they are.

Fortunately, Xiao Qi was young and a VIP from abroad, so they didn't let Xiao Qi toast at every turn.

But Rao is like this, Xiao Qi also drank at least one or two glasses of Korean spicy sake, and hurriedly ate a few more bites of meat and vegetables to suppress the wine.

This is the case in the culture of the East. Even if Xiao Qi is unwilling to drink, when socializing, he can't drink without a sip of wine.

After another sip of sake, Xiao Qi was about to eat a piece of spicy Korean pickled radish when there was a sudden commotion outside.

Immediately afterwards, the cold "Peng" passed by. The wooden door was smashed through from the outside, and a man slammed in, rolling twice on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Ah~~"

The few beauties present had never seen such a thing, and they were frightened and exclaimed.

Jin Chengrong and Jiang Zuyong were the same, but they drank a lot of wine and their nerves were already a little numb, so they didn't frighten much.

But Xiao Qi is different. At first glance, he noticed that the clothes worn by the people rolling in were familiar, and then at the second glance, he could clearly see the faces of the people rolling in.

Before Xiao Qi could scream, two strong men with inch heads had already rushed in from outside, looked at the people in the room, and indifferently grabbed the young man who rolled in and walked out.

"Wow!"

Xiao Qiqian stood up, the wine had turned into wisps of cold sweat, he looked around, and saw a tall iron lampstand for decoration on the side. Without thinking about it, the boy rushed over and grabbed it in his hand.

The next moment, Xiao Qi rushed behind the three of them in two steps. The octagonal iron lampstand slammed into the head of one of the strong-haired men.

How did the strong man know that there would be such a small poisonous hand behind him, he staggered, and fell headlong in an instant.

The strong man next to him was very alert, and when he heard a dull sound, he saw his companion planted. Immediately subconsciously flashed to the side.

But Xiao Qi made up his mind not to let them go, as soon as he broke the head of the first inch-headed strong man, the second hammer smashed down again, which was originally aimed at the head of the second inch-headed strong man, but because he dodged quickly. So it hit his shoulder.

There was no meat on the shoulder, and it was smashed on the bone, Xiao Qi was angry, and the force was very strong, almost directly smashing the shoulder of the strong man.

"Ah......h

The strong-headed man is also from the army, and under the severe pain, he didn't forget to turn around and kicked Xiao Qi in the stomach, who couldn't dodge.

"Oh!"

Xiao Qi was not from a martial arts background, and after being kicked, he immediately flew out in mid-air like a cannonball, fell to a dining table, and knocked the food plate on it to the ground.

Along with Xiao Qi's tumbling in his abdomen, he was dizzy, and with a "wow" sound, all the wine he drank and what he ate just now spit out.

At the moment of landing, Xiao Qi regretted it a little, thinking that he was with his classmates, he didn't bring the torture tiger out, it seems that this bodyguard can't leave at any time!

Fortunately, under the severe pain, this strong man did not use half of his usual strength at all, otherwise Xiao Qi would not just kneel on the ground and spit out the food he ate before with a pale face.

Seeing Xiao Qi being kicked away, Jin Chengrong and Jiang Zuyong were so frightened that their spirits scattered, and the drunkenness dissipated in an instant, struggling to jump up, blocking in front of Xiao Qi.

The shoulders of the strong man were covered with blood, and all the white shirts were dyed red, but he didn't care about the injury, and threw the young man he was carrying aside, picked up Xiao Qi's iron lampstand, and walked over slowly and hideously, it seemed that he would not smash Xiao Qi's head, and he would not give up.

But how could Jin Chengrong and the others allow him to do this?

The dignified guests of South Korea's Samsung, on their own turf, were actually beaten, this is already a shame, if you can't keep Xiao Qi, what kind of face does Samsung have to greet the guests who come to South Korea - buddy, you can't even guarantee the safety of the guests, how can you guarantee a happy cooperation?

As for Xiao Qi's first move......

Does it matter?

Don't forget, we're Samsung Korea!

Samsung has such an atmosphere on the territory of South Korea!

Jin Chengrong took a step forward and said coldly to the strong man: "I don't know who you are, but now you cut off your hand yourself, I can make you walk more comfortably, otherwise your family will wait to die!" ”

The honest middle-aged people in South Korea are actually no less than the evil Shili, but for the sake of Samsung's face, Kim Sung-yong will not be afraid of anyone at all.

The inch-headed strong man was stunned, then smiled contemptuously, and just as he also walked to Jin Chengrong's side, raised his hand, and touched Jin Chengrong's face with an iron lampstand: "Old thing, who are you talking about?" Do you know who I am? ”

"Bold!" Jiang Zuyong hurriedly rushed over to protect the lord, and pointed his finger at the chest of the strong man with his finger: "I'm Jiang Zuyong from Samsung Electronics, there is a kind of you who take that thing and hit me on the head, kill me to see if your family will give me a funeral!" ”

The inch-haired man's brows furrowed, and the fierceness on his face also subsided a lot. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )