"Slavi, do you all really row boats to your neighbor's house?"

"What do you say?"

"It's not going to be a swim, is it?" Anya thought about the picture in her head and frowned. Slavi didn't answer to interrupt her imagination, because he wanted to know what other strange questions Anya could ask.

"Here we are." Slavi turned off the engine, took out the oars and slowly paddled to the shore.

At this time, the shore was already full of boats, and the two of them could only stop behind, and the boat had just stabilized Anya and there was a new problem:

"You parked the boat here, but the land is over there!"

"It's all boats ahead, do you think I can stop there?" It's like parking, there's a car stuck in front of you, can you knock it over?

"And how am I going to get to that field?"

"Walk through the empty boat, or you can swim over." Slavi didn't wait for her to react, he walked like a wall, stepping on someone else's ship to land with ease.

"You've done a great job, what's the point!" Anya carefully followed Slavi's movements, clumsily following. When she went out this morning, Slavi warned her not to wear yesterday's pair of neurotic high heels, and that it was better to be barefoot than to wear high heels.

What are the neurotic high heels, yesterday's dress was her most dignified and elegant dress...... In order to meet President Zhan, she was ruthless and bought a few new clothes; After all, he is the boss of a luxury group, and he comes into contact with these things every day, and the employees under him must be dressed up.

If she wants to sign a contract with the big boss, of course, she must dress up as a member of a luxury group, so as not to make President Zhan feel that their company is not worthy of working with him.

But such a dress was actually criticized by Slavi as a neurotic? Okay, well, he is the head of the land, and he will only be a little less embarrassed if he listens to him, and he will go out barefoot.

"Hey!" Anya saw that he had disappeared into the crowd, and she didn't mean to wait for her at all, and her shoulders collapsed instantly. "You are really ruthless and unjust, bloodless and tearless bastard, and you actually left me here?"

Although he buys things, she is looking for someone in a different way, but she can always make an appointment to meet at what time and where, right? No, why do you want to meet? After she asked where Mr. Zhan was, she went to Mr. Zhan to sign a contract, and after signing the contract, she went back to the Han River, where would she meet him again.

Forget it, don't care about him, she won't pay attention to him if he leaves her.

Anya struggled to jump onto land, pulled out the magazine with Aiden's photo, and began to look for someone to ask about. She wandered around the market, watching people ship their goods here to sell them, and that's what the "water" market meant. It's different from country T!

The small wooden shed sells vegetables and fruits, and when you turn this street, you sell food, and a big black pot is full of oil and I don't know what to fry.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Anya looked at the signboard on the top of the shed, and it was all written in Mandarin D, and she couldn't read a word.

"Fried bananas, try it." The old woman dressed in traditional D-country dress replied in fluent English, which surprised Anja.

"Boss, I'll buy it from you, but can you do me a favor?" Anya didn't know how much the fried banana would cost, so she gave her $5.

"What's the busy?"

"Have you ever heard of Mr. Aidenzhan?"

"Who?"

"Aiden, Zhan is ......" God, how should she explain the words "Aiden" to a woman from country D? Fortunately, Slavi reminded her to take the magazine out of the house, and illustrate it if she doesn't understand the language! "Have you seen this person?"

The female owner of the street vendor looked at it and frowned:

"I can't see clearly, I don't know."

After Anya thanked her, she ate her greasy fried banana dejectedly, thinking about who to ask for the second one.

"Oh!" Anya suddenly made this sound, causing everyone nearby to turn their heads to look at her, and the audience burst into laughter. "What's so funny, is it funny to see someone hit their heads?" She said this in Chinese because she didn't want these gloating D-country people to understand what she was saying.

It's all to blame for her walking inattentively to hit the eaves of the small shed, but this eaves are too low, people of normal height will bump into it, what's so funny!

Anya turned the street and saw a few foreign tourists haggling with the vendors, and the landlady spoke good English, so she went to ask her how she was doing.

"Boss ......"

"Welcome, pick up whatever you like, and look at it casually!"

Anya looked at her stall and saw that she was selling some silver jewelry, but the handiwork was a little rough and the appearance was not very pleasing; But if she doesn't buy it, she is embarrassed to ask questions, why should the other party help her as a passerby if it is not profitable?

She picked up a necklace and asked:

"How much does this necklace cost?"

"30,000 kyats."

"30,000!" Anya shouted out when she heard this price, and her anger soared: "30,000 is too expensive, are you bullying foreigners?" Do you think foreigners don't know how to deceive? ”

"Otherwise, boss, you make a bid, and you give a lucky number." The female boss saw that Anya was on fire and hurriedly asked her to pay for it.

"Lucky numbers? I'm not lucky to meet you, you black-hearted businessman! Anya immediately gave up the idea of trading with her and turned around and left. How did she know that the female boss actually put down the whole stall and ran after her regardless of it:

"Boss, don't go, give a price, and I'll sell it to you at the price you said!"

"Oh my God, she's still chasing after her, is she so desperate to chase?" When Anya saw her chasing after her, she ran after her. After turning the street to get rid of her, Anya crossed her hands on her hips and gasped: "Why didn't the damn Slavi tell me that you people in country D do business in such a terrible way?" Lucky numbers? Lucky you're a big head! ”

Seeing her like this, the nearby merchants were pointing at her again, giggling and discussing.

"Weirdos, you guys are weirdos in this country!" She scolded in Chinese, angry with her.

"How do you look like a water dog?" Slavi walked across the street, speaking the same language as her, but Anya was stunned.

"Did you just speak Chinese? Do you speak Chinese? ”

"Isn't what I just said not like Chinese?" Slavi chuckled.

"You know Chinese, are you Chinese?" After Anya knew that he could speak Chinese, she communicated with him in Chinese.

"There are many people in country D who can speak Chinese, and it is very close to Yunnan, China, and there are many Chinese who come to country D to do business." Slavi kindly explained to her, reminding her that it was not wise to use Chinese to curse.

"So you're of mixed Chinese-Burmese descent?"

Slavi smiled and said nothing.

It seems that the idiot hadn't found the guy in the magazine, or he wouldn't have asked him that.

"Or are you of mixed Anglo-Burmese descent?"

"Miss An, is it more important to ask about my lineage now?" Slavi maintained his usual light smile, which was the most annoying expression for Anya.

He didn't want to admit that he was Aiden, he wanted to wait for this little fool to find out, laugh at her, and then embarrass Joe for the stupid woman who wanted to sign a contract with him.

"I'm looking for someone, but I didn't find it, but I ate two fried bananas, and I was chased by a vendor to bid, the way you do business here is really strange." Anya used the magazine to block the increasingly scorching sunlight and sighed.

"Don't pick up the things on the vendors if you don't want to buy them, they have foreign prices, and the gap is very large." Slavi glanced at her, the flush on her little face must have been caused by the sun, and if it was noon, wouldn't she be dizzy?

"What about you? You haven't been bullied? ”

"I'm hard."

I'm hard? How strange does this sentence sound, and where is it?

Anya secretly looked at his side face like a knife chisel with her peripheral vision, which means that the temperament he exudes is very masculine, right?

"If you are not good at Chinese, don't talk nonsense, saying that you are 'very hard' will make people misunderstand."

"Hahaha." His hearty laughter attracted attention, and Anya was embarrassed to get into the hole she was looking for, but he didn't care. "Put your shoes on."

When Anya was thinking about "where did she have shoes", Slavi handed her the black flip-flops with traditional embroidery that she had just bought, not knowing whether to be moved or suspicious of him:

"What are you doing?" Putting on the small and delicate flip-flops, he still walked over despite complaining.

"Give me a small jar of fragrant wood powder and apply it to the young lady's face." Slavi told the vendor owner that she had left two kyats that she did not recognize.

Anya looked at the strange thing mixed with water and powder in the female boss's hand, and was about to apply this thing to her, so she quickly hid behind Slavi:

"What? What do you tell her to do to me? ”

"This is fragrant wood powder, and women and children in country D will apply it to their faces as sunscreen, whitening and perfume. I'm afraid I'll carry you back if you get heat stroke, and besides, if you don't dress up like them, you won't be chased and bid again. ”

After listening to his explanation, it was barely acceptable, and Anya resigned herself to it, and asked the female boss to apply this strange fragrant wood powder to her face, and the two pieces of beige on her cheeks looked as if they were rolling in the mud.

Then again, where the hell is Slavi's half-blood? She told him English, and he replied to her in English; The boss told him Mandarin D, and he went back to Mandarin D; Just now she said Chinese, and he answered her with Chinese...... He can't be a linguistic genius, right? Say what you say.

She was starting to be a little curious about him.