"On this damn rainy day, I can't even sell an umbrella! A bunch of poor ghosts! ”

In the hotel, the old white man cursed and cleaned up the umbrella under the counter.

Liu He yawned and came down from upstairs.

The old white man hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How was last night, I was not mistaken, how is Sarah?" ”

Liu He was half-witted in English, but he roughly understood, so he gave a thumbs up: "Good! Wai Rui Good! ”

The old white man smiled lewdly: "I can introduce more if I need to, but I need more money-——"

Liu He understood, "You mean Mane?" Need more Mane? But I'm sorry, there is no one in the mainland! I don't have it! ”

The old man's eyes immediately showed a trace of contempt: "That's no money!" What kind of woman do you play with no money? You Chinese are really poor! ”

The old man said too fast, Liu He didn't understand, seeing the old man laughing, he thought the old man was talking about something else, so he also smiled: "Good! Wai Rui Good! ”

The old white man was even more disdainful.

At this time, a guest came to check out, and the old man hurriedly greeted him: "Leave so soon?" Don't stay longer? ”

The guest looked at Liu He, who was still yawning, and picked his nose: "No, I won't live again!" Living with such low-quality Chinese, I feel worthless! ”

The old white man hurriedly smiled: "I'm sorry, why don't I find a way to get rid of them?" You're a regular customer of our hotel, take care of your business! ”

The white customer glanced at Liu He with contemptuous eyes.

Seeing the other party's look, Liu He hurriedly raised his hand politely to greet him: "Good belly?" ”

The white customer scoffed: "I really don't know what these Chinese people are doing in London, they can't even speak English!" By the way, I remember there's another one, that damn Chinese? ”

The old white man hurriedly said: "He went out early in the morning!" Don't worry, I'll drive them both away! Yes, God forbid, you stay! ”

The white customer was about to speak, but he heard the sound of a car outside and turned his head to look.

The old white man also looked.

"Dididi!"

A black sedan slowly pulled up in front of the hotel, the door opened, and the bank manager with two mustaches got out of the car and ran to the back to help open the door.

Du Yongxiao, who was dressed in white, got out of the car, and the lobby manager hurriedly opened the black umbrella and helped him hold it.

"What's the situation?" The white old man was stunned, he remembered that Du Yongxiao couldn't even afford an umbrella when he went out, and now he actually came back by car?

The white customer was also stunned and said, "What the hell is this Chinese?" ”

Liu He saw Du Yongxiao get out of the car and hurriedly greeted him: "Where have you been?" Why don't you tell me about it? ”

Du Yongxiao said goodbye to the lobby manager and introduced Liu He by the way: "This is my friend, who came from Hong Kong together." ”

The lobby manager hurriedly shook hands with Liu He respectfully: "Hello! ”

Liu He hurriedly shook it: "Good belly? Emovard, three grams of oil! ”

The lobby manager was stunned for a moment, and said to Du Yongxiao with a smile: "Your friend is so humorous!" ”

After a few more casual conversations, the lobby manager drove away.

Du Yongxiao followed Liu He to the front desk of the hotel, and the white customer looked at them with an arrogant attitude, and then signaled to the white old man to start.

The white old man was about to open his mouth to persuade Du Yongxiao and the others to leave.

Du Yongxiao spoke first: "I'm sorry, boss, I may have to check out-——"

"Huh?" The old white man was stunned.

The white customers were stunned.

Du Yongxiao smiled faintly: "As for the reason-—— he glanced at the arrogant white customer, and then said to the white old man: "The main thing is that the quality of the guests here is too low, I hate those racists!" In addition, I am not used to your food, the soundproofing of the room is not good, and there are -——"

Du Yongxiao pointed around the hotel: "This place is too old and needs to be renovated." ”

The old white man was speechless.

White customer looks angry, "Damn, I said you -——"

Du Yongxiao interrupted him: "Oh yes, I have already bought a villa, someone will come to pick me up later, now I need to go and pack my luggage." ”

After speaking, Du Yongxiao bowed slightly very politely: "Farewell!" ”

Then he gave Liu He a look, "Go upstairs first!" ”

"Oh, okay!"

Liu He followed Du Yongxiao upstairs.

Du Yongxiao's operation directly confused the white old man and white customers-——

What did he say? Buying a villa? And said someone was going to come and pick them up? The white customer scoffed, "Damn the Chinese guys, they always love to talk nonsense!" ”

"yes, I'd like to see how he ends up later?" The old white man also sneered, "I have opened a hotel for so many years, who has never seen it?" If you are really rich, you can smell it! Damn poor ghost! ”

……

"We really don't live anymore? Where to move? Liu He rolled up his clothes, stuffed his suitcase into his suitcase, and asked.

"You'll find out later!" Du Yongxiao folded his clothes neatly.

"You're always secretive about things, and you don't discuss a lot of things with me! We are 'Fu Rende'! Liu He complained, "My second uncle also said, let me take good care of you, in case something happens to you, how can I explain to my second uncle?" ”

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me! Also, I didn't inform you because you were still sleeping. ”

"Sleep? You can wake me up! ”

"There's a woman next to you."

"Uh, really?" Liu He was stunned, "I almost forgot, I'm winning glory for the country!" Don't tell my second uncle about this! ”

……

"Come, let's have another whiskey! Wait to see those two Chinese guys make a fool of themselves! "The old white man poured a glass of whiskey for the white customer.

The white customer clinked glasses and took a big sip: "Villa? It's funny to think about! Just came to London and bought a villa, is he dreaming? Writing Alexandre Dumas's "The Feud of Monte Cristo"? ”

"Hahaha! Don't laugh at him anymore! The Chinese are dead to face! ”

Before the old white man could finish laughing, there was a sound of cars outside.

"Got a car? Is there a customer coming to the door? The old man hurriedly went out to see.

"Wow, what a beautiful Bentley!"

"yes, that's magnificent!"

The windows of the hotel opened, and the residents looked around.

In front of the hotel is a brand new black Bentley car, tall!

The door opened, and a white man who looked like a butler got out of the car, followed by a black driver.

"Excuse me, does Mr. John Du live here?" The white butler said politely.

The old white man was stunned.

Didn't wait for him to figure it out.

Du Yongxiao took Liu He out, "I'm here." ”

"Hello, sir, I am your faithful steward, my name is—"

Du Yongxiao didn't wait for him to finish, and said directly: "From now on, your name is Tom, as for his -——" pointed to the black driver, "His name is Jerry!" ”

"Huh?" The white butler was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said, "Okay, master!" ”

(End of chapter)