Jeju International Airport.

Unlike the usual deserted, Jeju Airport today is particularly lively. Media from all over South Korea have come here and seem to be waiting for some big shot......

"What day is it?" Chen Zheng asked a little strangely.

"Sunday?" Damien's answer was slightly funny.

“…… I'm asking, where do so many journalists come from? Chen Zheng sighed.

"Who knows." Damien grabbed a handful of snacks and stuffed them into his mouth—his movements were clearly infected by the black man Efuya.

"Okay, I'll ask." Chen Zheng rolled his eyes. The American machine is not good at this...... There is no eyesight price at all.

"Oh, go and get back quickly." Damien said with an innocent face.

"......" Chen Zheng glared at him viciously.

"What? Got it on your face? Damien looked at Chen Zheng strangely, and took out his mobile phone as a mirror to look at his face......

This guy is hopeless!

Chen Zheng turned around and left.

Today, the two are here to receive the first batch of trainees.

Due to the fact that the relationship between the Republic of Korea and South Korea has not been very harmonious recently, several of the first batch of trainees have obtained visas. Although the coordination of the Foreign Affairs Division was successfully resolved, it was a little late in the end.

No, Chen Zheng came to pick up people, not only with Damien, but even Efuya came, and was waiting in the bus at this time.

There are not many people who know the news of the trainees' departure, and the confidentiality measures of the foreign-related department are still quite good, and in the case that the online version of "Insecticide War" is so hot, the domestic media has not even spread the news at all, obviously with heart.

But what's going on with these Korean journalists? Did they get the news from!?

With doubts in his heart, Chen Zheng naturally wanted to understand this matter.

It stands to reason that in fact, the effect of Damien's asking will be better, after all, the United States is also the father of South Korea, and Americans have a generation advantage in front of Koreans.

But that's a ...... After Chen Zheng saw that he didn't react, he suddenly felt that it was better not to startle the snake in this matter, Damien's Western face was still too dazzling at this time.

"Give it to me." Chen Zheng turned his heel and returned to Damien.

"What?" Damien was stunned.

"Translator ......" said Chen Zheng beckoned, and the small round patch fell from Damien's collar and flew directly into Chen Zheng's palm.

"Watt...... Oh Shet...... "Without the translator, Damien's-smelling English is out again......

Chen Zheng didn't care about the cowboy behind him, directly attached the translator to his collar, and chose a Korean reporter who was sitting on the side fiddling with the camera.

"Hi, hello." Chen said hello in fluent Korean.

"Hello." The man looked up at Chen Zheng and continued to fiddle with the camera.

"Can I sit here?" Chen Zheng asked with a smile.

"Yes." The reporter didn't look up and said in a muffled voice.

"It's been a lively day...... Is there any big news? Chen Zheng asked curiously.

"A bunch of Chinese guys are coming." The reporter snorted.

Chen Zheng frowned, but in order to obtain information, he had to deliberately exaggerate and ask:

“…… This is Jeju International Airport, right? ”

"Of course? How......? The South Korean reporter was stunned.

"There are Chinese guys here every day! I'm here to pick up the plane...... What kind of news is that? Chen Zheng waved his hand contemptuously.

"This time...... Not the same. The reporter hesitated.

"What difference could it make? It's nothing more than the difference between being rich and being very rich. ”

Chen Zheng's appearance remembered the reporter's competitive spirit, looked back at the colleagues around him, leaned closer and whispered: "Anyway, you will see it in a while, so it doesn't hurt to tell you...... It's a tour group coming. ”

"Tours!?" Chen Zheng was stunned.

"yes, it's been more than eight months! This is the first tour group! We've got through it......" The reporter said, but his face was still very unhappy.

"But I don't think you're very happy?"

"Not really! Chinese was dirty, noisy, and defecated in the open...... If it were me, I'd rather not earn their money! It's better not to come! Clean! ”

The South Korean reporter muttered in pieces.

Chen Zheng didn't listen carefully to the latter words, mainly some nagging and complaining - I don't know if his home is near the scenic spot, and he hates the arrival of tourists.

But this is the way this world is, everything looks at money...... Even the president of a country will happily bow his head in front of money.

"You're busy, I'll go to the bathroom." After Chen Zheng said goodbye to the reporter, he condensed a thin lightsaber while he was not paying attention, and slashed it directly at his trouser belt......

With a prank-pranked smile on his face, Chen Zheng returned to Damien's side with joy.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Damien asked casually.

"The interviews with the tour group have nothing to do with us." Chen Zheng waved his hand and sat down again.

"Hey, boss, can you pay me back?" Damien looked at the translator on Chen Zheng's neckline steadily.

"Hmph, you learn Chinese first, when you learn 3,000 common words, I will 'lend' you."

“Oman…… Don't, right? ”

"That's it."

"You're the head, you're up to ......" Damien reluctantly gave one last look.

Time passed in the middle of the two chatting and farting, and soon the flight carrying the trainees had landed.

Unfortunately, when Chen Zheng and the others stood up, those reporters also stood up......

"It shouldn't be a flight...... Chen Zheng was suddenly a little depressed, but the facts also proved that those South Korean reporters were waiting for this flight.

"Head? We? Damien pointed to the spears and cannons ahead.

"Low-key, low-key." Chen Zheng didn't want to expose the trainees too early.

“OK。”

"Plop ......"

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the group of reporters, and when they turned their heads to look over, they saw that the reporter who had belittled the Chinese before was falling to the ground with a white ass exposed.

"Click, click, click......"

The reporters' sense of news is naturally keen, and when the street boy was still moaning, many long guns and short guns were aimed at his white ass and "snapped"

“…… Hit the streets! Chen Zheng almost burst out laughing, it was much better than he had thought - it would be ironic if this incident was reported in the newspapers.

However, most of the reporters were still very disciplined and ran to the pick-up place to grab the best position...... As the saying goes, there are gains and losses, although they didn't shoot interesting butts, they grabbed a good position.

Chen Zheng frowned, and let these reporters block the front......

"I need to make a phone call......"

Chen Zheng took out his mobile phone and just dialed it, and before he could tell the team leader to come out later, he saw a group of young people rushing out of the corridor with a hula la.

"Tell the team to be careful to avoid the camera, and I'll wait for you outside." After speaking, Chen Zheng hung up the phone.

"Doodoo ......"

The team leader hurriedly rushed out of the passage with his mobile phone...... And then I was dumbfounded.

Countless flashes flashed up.

......Just as he wanted to stop the team members behind, the first batch of trainees had already rushed out, and the team leader could only lead the team into the long guns and short cannons with a wry smile.

"Welcome to South Korea, what is your view on China-South Korea relations?"

"Do you think China-South Korea relations have been restored? Will the government lift unfair sanctions on South Korean companies? ”

"What would you consume in Korea?"

"Will you be in Korea for your next trip?"

“……”

The reporters swarmed the questions that almost made the team leader collapse, so he could only walk forward with a hard head, waving his hand and saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please let ...... go"

However, the road has long been blocked by reporters on the inside and outside of the three floors, and even if the people inside want to retreat, there is no place...... So it was blocked for a while.

"Hahaha! Korea! I'm coming!! ”

When the team members in front were entangled with the reporter team, another group of people poured out of the passage. These people are of all ages, young and old, and a group of people are playing chess pieces, laughing and laughing out of the passage, and their faces are full of happiness.

Seeing the crowding ahead, the gang was not in a hurry to leave, and after lining up one by one, they opened a banner with a line of big words written on it: The first group of icebreaker tours!

"Icebreaker Tour!?" Chen Zhengdu already wanted to turn his head and leave, but when he suddenly saw these big words, his brows unconsciously twisted into pimples.

Break the ice!?

What kind of ice is broken!?

People slapped you and splashed dog shit at your door, you ignored him for more than half a year, and before the shit was shoveled away, you ran to people with a big bag of gifts to "break the ice"?

Does this person still want to have a B face?

Is this mud horse called icebreaking?

Is this called "cheap"?

"......" Chen Zheng glared angrily for a while, feeling that although this matter was a bit disgusting, it was not his turn to take care of it, right? It's good to just be out of sight and out of mind.

"Boss, what should I do?" Damien asked.

"Let's go, go back to the car and wait." Chen Zheng shook his head and sent a text message to the team leader, asking him to lead the team to gather......

Before going out, I took one last look, and saw those holding banners happily posing together in front of the media cameras......

No, I can't watch it, and I'm going to beat people if I look at it again.

Chen Zheng returned to the luxury bus with a stomach full of anger, thinking that the team would quickly lead the team out of here when they came, and the province was upset to see those people.

But this left waited and didn't come, and he didn't come...... When Efuya's second pack of snacks had already been eaten, he didn't see anyone, just when Chen Zheng couldn't help but want to make another call...... I saw a strange middle-aged man getting into the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Who are you?" Chen Zheng frowned.

"Your bag? Take it? The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette, flicked the ash of his cigarette casually, and spit out a puff of smoke and sprayed at Chen Zheng.

"You're from that tour group?" Chen Zheng held his breath, looking at the slowly falling soot, and a dangerous fire ignited under his eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes...... Old girl, come on, I'll take a seat for you, let's sit in front of you and just look at the street scene......" The middle-aged man turned around and greeted a middle-aged woman, looked back at Chen Zheng and said, "Dude, let's get a place, the two of us?" ”

"Go down!" Chen Zheng didn't have a good airway.

"Hey! How do you speak!? What's your car!? The middle-aged man looked back at the middle-aged woman, who was also unforgiving, and when she heard the conflict here, she shouted loudly: "Alas, I said, why are you so cross-minded as a young man!?" What's wrong with giving up a seat? Can you die? No quality at all! Net disgrace to the Chinese!! ”

The middle-aged man finished his last cigarette and casually flicked it on the car: "Chinese just can't do this quality!" If you look at other Koreans, that's called politeness...... You're looking at you! Yes!? Is it true to give up a seat? Does that make you so embarrassed? You're going to die on your seat!? ”

"......" Chen Zheng was expressionless, but his fingers moved slightly......

…… The last thing he was staring at with such eyes was too dead to die.

Dangerous! Dangerous!!

Damien's eyelids jumped, but after being retracted from the translator, he couldn't understand what these Chinese were or what they were, and could only say words such as "relax" and "communicate" on the side, but unfortunately no one could understand him when he was in a hurry......

"Cut! What qualities! The middle-aged man shook Damien's hand, "Thank you, OK, three grams of oil!" ”

After saying that, he sat down in Damien's place......

“hat！？” Damien looked confused.

"Come on, let's sit here...... Look at the quality of people! Look at you again! Lose face! "The middle-aged man is endless......

At this stall, suddenly a guy who looked like a tour guide came over sweating profusely.

"Alas! What about people!? Oh my lord, I didn't see how you got into someone's car at a glance!? Come down, just wait for the two of you......" The tour guide breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the middle-aged man and woman, "I'm sorry, I got on the wrong bus." ”

"Got on the wrong bus? This ......" The middle-aged man was stunned, looked back at another slightly dilapidated bus, and then at the luxury bus, and stood up again reluctantly, "Can't you rent this car?" So can a broken car sit? It's really ......."

Of course, anyone can see that he said this just to save face...... Of course, he is indeed a little dissatisfied with the passenger car prepared by the travel agency - there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"Hurry up, I'll be waiting for you two! Hurry up to the hotel and have activities in the evening......"

At the urging of the tour guide, the middle-aged man scolded and walked down.

"Wait a minute." With Chen Zheng's gesture, Efuya directly closed the car door.

"What? Do you still want to rob!? "The man was a little short of breath.

"Eat the cigarette butt before leaving."

On the ground, the cigarette butt that the man had just thrown down was still curling with green smoke.

"Phew! Who do you think you are!? Let me tell you that South Korea is a society governed by the rule of law! Be careful I sue you!! Guide!! Hurry up and call the police! Someone kidnaps tourists here! ”

Only then did I see the embarrassed team leader dragging the trainees out of the airport gate.