Chapter 337: The temperament of the turtle
Li Baoshan, who was frightened by Liu Shiba's bold words, immediately remembered that this kid was not said to be the son-in-law of the Ning family
What kind of people is the Ning family
Those were Hua Xia's words, but from her surprised eyes, you could still see a strong shock.
Qin Da was the most realistic, he didn't raise his head, and honestly followed behind Liu Shiba.
Liu Eighteen's exclamation provoked the pedestrians who stopped on the side, and they couldn't help but roll their eyes, and everyone said at the same time:
"Where did this turtle come from, no matter how the security doesn't care, this kind of country turtle can also enter the star of tomorrow"
In fact, the more depressed people are the security guards at the door and the parking foreman
The two of them looked at two cars
Who knows, Liu Shibai said another sentence next:
"This is the place of the Chinese people, where is there any reason why the Chinese people can't come in
At the door of the building, is it plastered that Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter, if you can put it on, we will go out immediately. ”
"Good"
"Hahaha said well, this is a place for Chinese people, why can't you enter?"
"Laugh to death, this guy is funny. ”
"Well said"
"This is the true color of Chinese people"
The small episode between Liu 18 and the manager caused more than a dozen people waiting for the elevator on the side to watch.
Among them, seven or eight Chinese people actually shouted loudly
For a while, the lobby manager with a blue face was at a loss, and stammered:
"No smoking in the building"
"What smoke I didn't smoke, look, is this a cigarette?"
When Liu Eighteen heard this guy say this, he flashed the leftover half of the horn in his hand in front of his eyes, and added with great calm:
"Tell you, I never smoke, I smoke a horn, don't make a flute, see if I'm a cigarette"
"It's not"
The lobby manager was depressed, this thing was really not a cigarette
Although it also has that strong smell of smoke, it is much more fragrant than ordinary smoke
Helpless, the lobby manager looked at the figure of the five people stupidly, disappeared into the elevator, and then looked at the three pairs of stinking boots in his arms, and had no choice but to find a garbage bag to put it in first, and find a corner to put it away.
Then, the guy remembered that the middle-aged man said that he was going to the thirty-fifth floor, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words
Together with Liu Shibai and others, there were several onlookers who walked into the elevator, including two foreigners with yellow hair and green eyes.
The two foreigners, a man and a woman, looked at Liu Shibai with interest and smiled.
That foreign girl is more than 1.75 meters tall, she is white and beautiful, and she is also a big beauty.
Lu Xiaolin wondered:
"Why do we Chinese people look at us foreigners like monsters, but think we are normal people"
Li Baoshan replied strangely:
"That's because the education they receive is different from ours, in their opinion, it is also a kind of life, they can wear whatever they want, as long as they are comfortable.
Of course, except for some occasions where formal attire is required, such as banquets, or when accompanying ladies to dinner, it is necessary to wear a suit or a dress. ”
The scene just now really made Li Baoshan a little laughable, he is also forty-five years old, and there are not many things that can make him happy.
After so many years, it is the first time for Li Baoshan to laugh so freely, it is really comfortable
At this time, a tall foreigner man standing on the side said with a smile in broken Chinese:
"This gentleman is right, this one, well, Mr. Trumpet, my name is Nicholas. Frete.
I don't know what you're smoking, but if you can, I don't know
I don't know, can you sell one to me?"
"Just sell it, give one to you to smoke. ”
Liu Eighteen laughed, took out a crumpled horn from his pocket, and handed it to this Nicholas. Mr. Frete.
Frete's eyes lit up and he took the horn, hurriedly took out the high-grade pure gold lighter he was carrying, snapped it and lit it, took a few big breaths, and spit out a smoke ring with comfort, before laughing:
"I usually like to smoke, and in this building, it really suffocates me.
Unexpectedly, this horn of the gentleman is really a good thing, and he can't even control the smoking ban in this building."
When Li Baoshan heard this, a black line suddenly appeared on his forehead
The elevator stopped a few times in the middle, leaving Liu 185 and two foreigners.
Hear Nicholas. Frete's words, Liu 18 smiled and said:
"Hello Mr. Frete, it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Liu Eighteen"
"The name Liu 18 is very impressive,"
Nicholas. Fret smiled politely
"Ding"
The elevator rang, and finally stopped on the thirty-fifth floor, and Liu eighteen and five people walked out in turn.
Liu 18 looked back, Nicholas. Fret and the beautiful chick also walked out, but in different directions.
Come out, Nicholas. The foreign girl next to Fret handed Liu 18 a business card, which read:
Russia, Siberian Heavy Industry United Group, General Director: Nicholas. Frete.
Standing on the side, Li Baoshan, who was in a suit and leather shoes, was dumbfounded, looked at the business card in Liu Shiba's hand, and lamented in his heart:
It's all right, this luck
How many people want to know the heir of the Siberian Heavy Industry Complex
It is really unscientific that this barefoot turtle with a trumpet has won the friendship of this Fortune 500 heir in this way
Looking at Li Baoshan who was in a daze on the side, Liu Shibai said quite complacently:
"Do you know what a turtle is to the extreme, it is also a kind of temperament"
ps: At five o'clock in the afternoon, thank you for your support, this chapter is a big chapter of two chapters combined into one, slightly expensive
This volume is a long-ago story about the whereabouts of the wooden box numbered Nineteen, which disappeared from the Tanglin Hoards
This wooden box hides a shocking secret, where is his whereabouts
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