Chapter 422 We dizzy cars below 500 million
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 422 We dizzy cars below 500 million
"My name is Tsuchiya Harakai."
"I'm a real estate agent."
"I'm Nishio Oshima."
"I'm the eldest son!"
After hearing nearly two hundred Jiepeng names at once, Kimura Yeshu's head buzzed. Is he really a Jiepeng person?Why do these Jiepeng names sound decent, but they have never heard of such names?
Although Kimura Yeshu could speak Chinese, he didn't have a deep understanding of the Chinese language, nor could he understand the meaning of their names.
"Mr. Zhang, all of your friends have studied in Jiepeng?" Kimura Yeshu asked.
"It doesn't count, the main reason is that your Jiepeng culture is widely spread in China, so everyone has more or less contacted it," Zhang Meng said with a smile, "We always have to go out of the country and out of the world. Always have a trumpet."
"Trumpet? Is it the musical instrument you mentioned?" Kimura Noki was puzzled.
"No, no, it's what we call a foreign name," Zhang Meng said in a strange tone, "Now your Jiepeng culture can be said to be very popular all over the world."
"Really?" Kimura Yeshu looked happy. There is no reason to be unhappy when others praise his country. "It seems that Mr. Zhang likes our Jiepeng culture very much."
"That is, not only I like it, but my little friends also like it, don't they?" Zhang Mengyu bumped into a few friends around him.
"exactly!"
"That's right, we like your culture very much!"
"My computer is full of your cultural crystallization!"
"Really?" Noki Kimura's eyes lit up, "I don't know what kind of culture you like in our Jiepeng? Ninja way? Tea ceremony? Or our food?"
"I like Teacher Taogu."
"I like Teacher Osawa."
"I like Kato-sensei."
"I like Teacher Cang."
"Good guy, I still like Teacher Xizhi!"
"Hahaha, brother, let's borrow one to talk!"
"Can this slope be driven?"
The corner of Kimura Yeshu's mouth twitched, he was really fascinated by ghosts, and actually believed that Zhang Menglong would like their country's culture.
You must know that when Zhang Menglong held a press conference about chips not long ago, he even fought back when faced with sharp questions from reporters from Jiepeng.
He was bitter, this was simply a routine, and he still bumped into it. A group of supernatural beings in Huaxia died at the hands of their Jiepeng people. Could Zhang Menglong give them a good look?Not directly taking extreme measures to retaliate is already a matter of high incense.
However, there are still many girls here, can we not talk about love action movies?Don't they people in the world don't want to lose face?
"Kimura Yeshu, I don't know which actress you like?" Zhang Meng smiled threateningly, "Please think it over, I only like to associate with people who share the same hobbies, otherwise I will be in a bad mood. When I'm in a bad mood, I like to go crazy, and when I go crazy, I like to buy oil."
"Mr. Zhang, I like Mr. Hashimoto better." Noki Kimura could only bite the bullet and say something that was not against his will.
"Hahaha, Mr. Kimura, my fellow man!"
"I think we can get along very happily!"
Zhang Mengyu said solemnly, "When I return to Huaxia, I will definitely give you a good review!"
"Mr. Zhang, why don't I take you to the hotel first?"
"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu said, "Everyone pack up your things, let's go to the hotel to store things first, and then plan how to play for the next few days!"
"okay!"
"Mr. Zhang, please." Noki Kimura made a "please" gesture, "I have already arranged the pick-up vehicles for everyone."
"Well, please trouble Mr. Kimura," Zhang Menglong took the lead and walked forward.
"Wait!" Zhang Meng's complexion suddenly became ugly.
"Mr. Zhang Zhang, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Mucun Yeshu suddenly showed a worried expression. You know, he has been repeatedly instructed by him to eat well, sleep well, and have fun while Zhang Mengyu is in Jiepeng. , must not let him have the slightest dissatisfaction! "
"No, I just thought of something suddenly, and I'm not in a good mood."
"Are you dissatisfied with our arrangement?" Kimura Yeshu hurriedly checked everything around him, but he didn't find any problems!
"Is this the kind of car you arranged to pick us up?" Zhang Mengyu pointed to the row of Maybachs and said.
"Is there any problem with this?" Noki Kimura stammered and asked. These cars are all priced at more than 200 million. It took him a long time to mobilize such a team, even if they were the leader of Jiepeng. When going out, there is no such high configuration.
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
Without warning, several roommates of Zhang Menglong suddenly began to retch violently.
"What's going on here?" Kimura Yeshu was at a loss for a while, especially looking at Zhang Menglong's increasingly gloomy face, Kimura Yeshu didn't know what to say for a while.
"What's the problem? Do you still dare to ask me what's the problem?" Zhang Meng's tone was full of questioning, "Bringing this kind of car to pick us up, are you looking down on us?"
"What?" Noki Kimura was dumbfounded. What is "this kind of car"? This is a Maybach with a price of more than 200 million, okay? The Rolls Royce at the front is even more expensive than [-] million. not big enough?
"I thought you could really provide us with thoughtful service, but it seems that I still overestimated you," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Don't you know that we get motion sickness?"
"Motion sickness?" Kimura Yeshu was even more depressed, you haven't got in the car yet, how about motion sickness?Are you looking for trouble?
"Don't you know? My friends have been spoiled since they were young. They have never taken a car with a price of less than 1000 million. They are confused by a car with a price of less than 500 million. Are you trying to make my classmates vomit to death? "
"I'm rnmmp!" If Kimura Yeshu could swear in Huaxia, he would already be spitting out fragrant words by this time.
He has lived for such a long time, and he has never heard of someone fainting in a car worth less than 500 million yuan. Do you think you are the princess and the pea?Such a delicate body?Is this mental cleanliness?
"It seems that you have no sincerity at all!" Zhang Mengyu's tone was cold, "Even the travel is so bad, it seems that the place to live is not much better."
"Mr. Zhang, where are you talking? We have prepared carefully"
"Elaborate preparation? Is this also called careful preparation?" Zhang Mengyu pointed at those expensive Maybachs, "I don't ask you to pick us up in a limited number of first-line supercars, but all Rolls-Royces are not too much. ?”
"Isn't that too much?" Noki Kimura seemed to have heard the funniest words in the world.
"It turns out that you don't welcome us to visit Jiepeng," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "My friends, I think we should go back to China. It's not interesting to be here."
"Uh-huh!"
"Yes!"
Zhang Menglong's classmates immediately echoed knowingly.
Kimura Yeshu has already started to scold his mother in his heart. Except for Zhang Menglong, how many of these people are wearing clothes that add up to more than 1000 yuan?Still dizzy with cars under 500 million under such conditions?Are they afraid that they have never taken a car worth more than 50 yuan?
Isn't this a prick?
"Hong Yi, I'm not in a good mood. You bought me the oil field in South Africa. I won't be in a good mood without spending some money!" Zhang Mengyu said, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
"Okay Mr. Zhang, but that oil field has many countries' share, I'm afraid."
"I can compensate them as much as the liquidated damages. I don't need tens of billions of dollars."
"Okay Mr. Zhang, I'll do it right away!"
"Mr. Zhang, wait a minute!" Yeshu Kimura panicked when he heard this. Zhang Menglong's classmate fainted that the car worth less than 500 million yuan may be fake, but it is definitely true that he has the ability to buy the oil fields in South Africa!
This is the last straw for their crude oil supply in Jiepeng. If the confession is cut off, how will they live?
"Give me some time, and I'll arrange it for you right away!"
(End of this chapter)
"My name is Tsuchiya Harakai."
"I'm a real estate agent."
"I'm Nishio Oshima."
"I'm the eldest son!"
After hearing nearly two hundred Jiepeng names at once, Kimura Yeshu's head buzzed. Is he really a Jiepeng person?Why do these Jiepeng names sound decent, but they have never heard of such names?
Although Kimura Yeshu could speak Chinese, he didn't have a deep understanding of the Chinese language, nor could he understand the meaning of their names.
"Mr. Zhang, all of your friends have studied in Jiepeng?" Kimura Yeshu asked.
"It doesn't count, the main reason is that your Jiepeng culture is widely spread in China, so everyone has more or less contacted it," Zhang Meng said with a smile, "We always have to go out of the country and out of the world. Always have a trumpet."
"Trumpet? Is it the musical instrument you mentioned?" Kimura Noki was puzzled.
"No, no, it's what we call a foreign name," Zhang Meng said in a strange tone, "Now your Jiepeng culture can be said to be very popular all over the world."
"Really?" Kimura Yeshu looked happy. There is no reason to be unhappy when others praise his country. "It seems that Mr. Zhang likes our Jiepeng culture very much."
"That is, not only I like it, but my little friends also like it, don't they?" Zhang Mengyu bumped into a few friends around him.
"exactly!"
"That's right, we like your culture very much!"
"My computer is full of your cultural crystallization!"
"Really?" Noki Kimura's eyes lit up, "I don't know what kind of culture you like in our Jiepeng? Ninja way? Tea ceremony? Or our food?"
"I like Teacher Taogu."
"I like Teacher Osawa."
"I like Kato-sensei."
"I like Teacher Cang."
"Good guy, I still like Teacher Xizhi!"
"Hahaha, brother, let's borrow one to talk!"
"Can this slope be driven?"
The corner of Kimura Yeshu's mouth twitched, he was really fascinated by ghosts, and actually believed that Zhang Menglong would like their country's culture.
You must know that when Zhang Menglong held a press conference about chips not long ago, he even fought back when faced with sharp questions from reporters from Jiepeng.
He was bitter, this was simply a routine, and he still bumped into it. A group of supernatural beings in Huaxia died at the hands of their Jiepeng people. Could Zhang Menglong give them a good look?Not directly taking extreme measures to retaliate is already a matter of high incense.
However, there are still many girls here, can we not talk about love action movies?Don't they people in the world don't want to lose face?
"Kimura Yeshu, I don't know which actress you like?" Zhang Meng smiled threateningly, "Please think it over, I only like to associate with people who share the same hobbies, otherwise I will be in a bad mood. When I'm in a bad mood, I like to go crazy, and when I go crazy, I like to buy oil."
"Mr. Zhang, I like Mr. Hashimoto better." Noki Kimura could only bite the bullet and say something that was not against his will.
"Hahaha, Mr. Kimura, my fellow man!"
"I think we can get along very happily!"
Zhang Mengyu said solemnly, "When I return to Huaxia, I will definitely give you a good review!"
"Mr. Zhang, why don't I take you to the hotel first?"
"Okay!" Zhang Mengyu said, "Everyone pack up your things, let's go to the hotel to store things first, and then plan how to play for the next few days!"
"okay!"
"Mr. Zhang, please." Noki Kimura made a "please" gesture, "I have already arranged the pick-up vehicles for everyone."
"Well, please trouble Mr. Kimura," Zhang Menglong took the lead and walked forward.
"Wait!" Zhang Meng's complexion suddenly became ugly.
"Mr. Zhang Zhang, what's the matter with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Mucun Yeshu suddenly showed a worried expression. You know, he has been repeatedly instructed by him to eat well, sleep well, and have fun while Zhang Mengyu is in Jiepeng. , must not let him have the slightest dissatisfaction! "
"No, I just thought of something suddenly, and I'm not in a good mood."
"Are you dissatisfied with our arrangement?" Kimura Yeshu hurriedly checked everything around him, but he didn't find any problems!
"Is this the kind of car you arranged to pick us up?" Zhang Mengyu pointed to the row of Maybachs and said.
"Is there any problem with this?" Noki Kimura stammered and asked. These cars are all priced at more than 200 million. It took him a long time to mobilize such a team, even if they were the leader of Jiepeng. When going out, there is no such high configuration.
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
"vomit!"
Without warning, several roommates of Zhang Menglong suddenly began to retch violently.
"What's going on here?" Kimura Yeshu was at a loss for a while, especially looking at Zhang Menglong's increasingly gloomy face, Kimura Yeshu didn't know what to say for a while.
"What's the problem? Do you still dare to ask me what's the problem?" Zhang Meng's tone was full of questioning, "Bringing this kind of car to pick us up, are you looking down on us?"
"What?" Noki Kimura was dumbfounded. What is "this kind of car"? This is a Maybach with a price of more than 200 million, okay? The Rolls Royce at the front is even more expensive than [-] million. not big enough?
"I thought you could really provide us with thoughtful service, but it seems that I still overestimated you," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Don't you know that we get motion sickness?"
"Motion sickness?" Kimura Yeshu was even more depressed, you haven't got in the car yet, how about motion sickness?Are you looking for trouble?
"Don't you know? My friends have been spoiled since they were young. They have never taken a car with a price of less than 1000 million. They are confused by a car with a price of less than 500 million. Are you trying to make my classmates vomit to death? "
"I'm rnmmp!" If Kimura Yeshu could swear in Huaxia, he would already be spitting out fragrant words by this time.
He has lived for such a long time, and he has never heard of someone fainting in a car worth less than 500 million yuan. Do you think you are the princess and the pea?Such a delicate body?Is this mental cleanliness?
"It seems that you have no sincerity at all!" Zhang Mengyu's tone was cold, "Even the travel is so bad, it seems that the place to live is not much better."
"Mr. Zhang, where are you talking? We have prepared carefully"
"Elaborate preparation? Is this also called careful preparation?" Zhang Mengyu pointed at those expensive Maybachs, "I don't ask you to pick us up in a limited number of first-line supercars, but all Rolls-Royces are not too much. ?”
"Isn't that too much?" Noki Kimura seemed to have heard the funniest words in the world.
"It turns out that you don't welcome us to visit Jiepeng," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "My friends, I think we should go back to China. It's not interesting to be here."
"Uh-huh!"
"Yes!"
Zhang Menglong's classmates immediately echoed knowingly.
Kimura Yeshu has already started to scold his mother in his heart. Except for Zhang Menglong, how many of these people are wearing clothes that add up to more than 1000 yuan?Still dizzy with cars under 500 million under such conditions?Are they afraid that they have never taken a car worth more than 50 yuan?
Isn't this a prick?
"Hong Yi, I'm not in a good mood. You bought me the oil field in South Africa. I won't be in a good mood without spending some money!" Zhang Mengyu said, beating his chest and stamping his feet.
"Okay Mr. Zhang, but that oil field has many countries' share, I'm afraid."
"I can compensate them as much as the liquidated damages. I don't need tens of billions of dollars."
"Okay Mr. Zhang, I'll do it right away!"
"Mr. Zhang, wait a minute!" Yeshu Kimura panicked when he heard this. Zhang Menglong's classmate fainted that the car worth less than 500 million yuan may be fake, but it is definitely true that he has the ability to buy the oil fields in South Africa!
This is the last straw for their crude oil supply in Jiepeng. If the confession is cut off, how will they live?
"Give me some time, and I'll arrange it for you right away!"
(End of this chapter)
