Chapter 1091 Daxia cannot be humiliated!
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Ku Mao
Chen Mo frowned slightly and turned his head to look.
I found a handsome young man in luxurious clothes, with four bodyguards behind him, shouting at the young female manager who greeted him.
The female shopping guide who was originally entertaining Chen Mo sighed and said helplessly: "Chen Sang, I may not be able to receive you today."
"Why?" Chen Mo asked confused.
"This is my grandson, young master. He never likes shopping with outsiders..."
After a pause, the female shopping guide glanced at Chen Mo's handsome face and added: "Especially from Daxia."
"What? What did you just call him? My grandson?" Han Li couldn't help laughing.
Does anyone have such a weird surname?
However, Chen Mo was not too surprised and explained to Han Li: "'My grandson' is one of the Sakura surnames, and it is also a very common one. There are hundreds of thousands of people with this surname across the country. "
"In addition, there are Sakura people named "Anzi" and "Wusun", and the population is quite large."
"Moreover, the first Sakura people named my grandson immigrated from the imperial palace. Therefore, the current people named "my grandson" are descendants of the royal family, which makes this surname more aristocratic."
The female shopping guide couldn't help but nodded in admiration and said: "Chen Sang, you are really knowledgeable, it is true."
"My grandson's family is descended from the royal family and is very close to the current royal family."
Chen Mo continued: "It's just that we are very close, and we are not the real royal family. Do you, a businessman like you, need to be so afraid?"
Female shopping guide: "My grandson's family controls 60% of the market share of clothing brands in Sakura Country. The wsz Co., Ltd. under his name is the largest clothing company and design company in Sakura Country, with a market value of nearly 4000 billion."
"Moreover, wsz Co., Ltd. also has close cooperation with the six major chaebols and the royal family. The royal clothing of the six major chaebols and the royal family are all provided by wsz Co., Ltd."
Han Li smiled: "Then this grandson has quite a big background!"
The other traders also laughed.
The six major chaebols were all beaten down by their bosses, and the San[-] Consortium was even pushed to the edge of bankruptcy.
What does a broken company with a market value of 4000 billion mean?
The female shopping guide took out a business card and handed it to Chen Mo respectfully: "Chen Sang, this is my personal business card. I'm really sorry for today.
I will personally apologize to you another day and provide services until you are satisfied. "
Chen Mo did not accept the business card, but smiled and said: "No need, you can serve me until I am satisfied today.
No one can kick me out of this store. "
My grandson Yudou frowned and looked at Chen Mo and the others who were motionless, and couldn't help asking: "Manager, why don't those people leave?"
But Chen Mo said: "The store is open for business, why do you need to embarrass them?"
"Huh? People from Daxia?"
My grandson Yudou recognized Chen Mo's Daxia accent and immediately said with disgust: "I hate shopping with Daxia people the most. Such low-class people are not worthy of appearing in the same store as me."
"Get out of here right now! Don't let me repeat it a third time!"
Chen Mo asked back: "What if I don't get out?"
My grandson Youdou smiled ferociously and said, "If you don't get out, I'll beat you until you get out!"
"Give it to me, beat him!"
My grandson Yudou shouted loudly, and the other four bodyguards clenched their fists and were about to take action.
next moment!
A figure flashed over!
Bang bang bang! ! !
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the staff and my grandson Yuto, the cold front beat the four sturdy bodyguards to the ground like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Leng Feng usually held back his attacks in Daxia, and the most he would do was break his arms and legs.
But in Sakura Country, he never accepted it.
Every blow he struck hit the acupuncture points of these bodyguards, ensuring that after a period of time, they would become paralyzed, vegetative, or even brain dead.
Immediately afterwards, Leng Feng carried my grandson Yuu Dou like a chicken, and slapped him in the face with his big dick.
"Snapped!"
Crisp and loud!
"Ah~~~"
While my grandson Yuto screamed, the right side of his face became visibly swollen.
"Leng Feng, are you a little too unscrupulous in your work? This is my grandson after all! He is a descendant of the royal family! He is very particular about aesthetics!
Look at my grandson’s face. It’s asymmetrical. Is that even remotely beautiful? "Chen Mo scolded dissatisfied.
Leng Feng immediately apologized in shame: "Yes. The boss taught me a lesson. I treat international friends too poorly. I will give my grandson a plastic surgery right now!"
After saying that, Leng Feng slapped my grandson on the left side of his face, and then hit him hard in the pocket.
I saw that the left side of my grandson Yuto’s face was swelling upward like an inflated balloon.
"Hey, you hit me hard again! The left side is bigger than the right!"
"How many times have I said it, symmetry, symmetry!"
Chen Mo said dissatisfied.
"Boss, I can't do this! I'm a big guy and can't be elegant and beautiful at the same time. What should I do?"
Leng Feng said in shame.
"It's okay. If you try more, it will always be symmetrical." Chen Mo said with a grin.
When my grandson Yuto heard this, he still wanted to "try it"?
This slap was so painful that it made his bones crack. The pain was worse than the worst pain of giving birth!
How many more times will he be slapped before he dies?
"No, no, no! I...I'm pretty enough now. If I continue to be more beautiful, I'm afraid that others will feel ashamed when they see me!"
"Snapped!"
"Grandson, do you have the right to speak here?"
"The boss said to make you beautiful, you have to charm all living beings!"
After saying this, Leng Feng opened his bow from left to right and slapped my grandson Yuu Dou in the face like crazy.
By the end of the fanning, none of the staff on site could even look at it.
That head was swollen like a big bamboo hat, and even my mother couldn't recognize her when she came.
Chen Mo couldn't help but applaud and praised: "Elegance, so elegant!"
"Leng Feng, why didn't I see that you have such a high artistic talent before?"
Leng Feng grinned and said: "That's because I didn't come to Sakura Country and didn't meet our grandson. If I had met him earlier, I might have become a crotch artist!"
"What are you doing?!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man's angry voice sounded.
The melon-eating staff made way for a passage, and several figures walked quickly along the passage.
The person walking at the front was about 50 years old, with a Chinese character face, piercing eyes, and the air of a big boss.
He is the father of my grandson Yuto, the big boss of wsz Co., Ltd., my grandson Yuta.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,w, ya..."
My grandson Yuto immediately started crying when he saw his father coming.
It hurts, it hurts too much!
He was slapped so hard that it left a psychological shadow!
As soon as my grandson Yongtai saw that his son's head was beaten into a bamboo hat, he immediately glared at Chen Mo: "Young man, was it your people who beat my son?"
"Yes, my bodyguard beat me." Chen Mo nodded and said: "Your son insulted Daxia people and wanted to drive us away with violence. I can only give him a small lesson. Let him know that Daxia must not be humiliated! !!”
I found a handsome young man in luxurious clothes, with four bodyguards behind him, shouting at the young female manager who greeted him.
The female shopping guide who was originally entertaining Chen Mo sighed and said helplessly: "Chen Sang, I may not be able to receive you today."
"Why?" Chen Mo asked confused.
"This is my grandson, young master. He never likes shopping with outsiders..."
After a pause, the female shopping guide glanced at Chen Mo's handsome face and added: "Especially from Daxia."
"What? What did you just call him? My grandson?" Han Li couldn't help laughing.
Does anyone have such a weird surname?
However, Chen Mo was not too surprised and explained to Han Li: "'My grandson' is one of the Sakura surnames, and it is also a very common one. There are hundreds of thousands of people with this surname across the country. "
"In addition, there are Sakura people named "Anzi" and "Wusun", and the population is quite large."
"Moreover, the first Sakura people named my grandson immigrated from the imperial palace. Therefore, the current people named "my grandson" are descendants of the royal family, which makes this surname more aristocratic."
The female shopping guide couldn't help but nodded in admiration and said: "Chen Sang, you are really knowledgeable, it is true."
"My grandson's family is descended from the royal family and is very close to the current royal family."
Chen Mo continued: "It's just that we are very close, and we are not the real royal family. Do you, a businessman like you, need to be so afraid?"
Female shopping guide: "My grandson's family controls 60% of the market share of clothing brands in Sakura Country. The wsz Co., Ltd. under his name is the largest clothing company and design company in Sakura Country, with a market value of nearly 4000 billion."
"Moreover, wsz Co., Ltd. also has close cooperation with the six major chaebols and the royal family. The royal clothing of the six major chaebols and the royal family are all provided by wsz Co., Ltd."
Han Li smiled: "Then this grandson has quite a big background!"
The other traders also laughed.
The six major chaebols were all beaten down by their bosses, and the San[-] Consortium was even pushed to the edge of bankruptcy.
What does a broken company with a market value of 4000 billion mean?
The female shopping guide took out a business card and handed it to Chen Mo respectfully: "Chen Sang, this is my personal business card. I'm really sorry for today.
I will personally apologize to you another day and provide services until you are satisfied. "
Chen Mo did not accept the business card, but smiled and said: "No need, you can serve me until I am satisfied today.
No one can kick me out of this store. "
My grandson Yudou frowned and looked at Chen Mo and the others who were motionless, and couldn't help asking: "Manager, why don't those people leave?"
But Chen Mo said: "The store is open for business, why do you need to embarrass them?"
"Huh? People from Daxia?"
My grandson Yudou recognized Chen Mo's Daxia accent and immediately said with disgust: "I hate shopping with Daxia people the most. Such low-class people are not worthy of appearing in the same store as me."
"Get out of here right now! Don't let me repeat it a third time!"
Chen Mo asked back: "What if I don't get out?"
My grandson Youdou smiled ferociously and said, "If you don't get out, I'll beat you until you get out!"
"Give it to me, beat him!"
My grandson Yudou shouted loudly, and the other four bodyguards clenched their fists and were about to take action.
next moment!
A figure flashed over!
Bang bang bang! ! !
Under the dumbfounded gazes of the staff and my grandson Yuto, the cold front beat the four sturdy bodyguards to the ground like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Leng Feng usually held back his attacks in Daxia, and the most he would do was break his arms and legs.
But in Sakura Country, he never accepted it.
Every blow he struck hit the acupuncture points of these bodyguards, ensuring that after a period of time, they would become paralyzed, vegetative, or even brain dead.
Immediately afterwards, Leng Feng carried my grandson Yuu Dou like a chicken, and slapped him in the face with his big dick.
"Snapped!"
Crisp and loud!
"Ah~~~"
While my grandson Yuto screamed, the right side of his face became visibly swollen.
"Leng Feng, are you a little too unscrupulous in your work? This is my grandson after all! He is a descendant of the royal family! He is very particular about aesthetics!
Look at my grandson’s face. It’s asymmetrical. Is that even remotely beautiful? "Chen Mo scolded dissatisfied.
Leng Feng immediately apologized in shame: "Yes. The boss taught me a lesson. I treat international friends too poorly. I will give my grandson a plastic surgery right now!"
After saying that, Leng Feng slapped my grandson on the left side of his face, and then hit him hard in the pocket.
I saw that the left side of my grandson Yuto’s face was swelling upward like an inflated balloon.
"Hey, you hit me hard again! The left side is bigger than the right!"
"How many times have I said it, symmetry, symmetry!"
Chen Mo said dissatisfied.
"Boss, I can't do this! I'm a big guy and can't be elegant and beautiful at the same time. What should I do?"
Leng Feng said in shame.
"It's okay. If you try more, it will always be symmetrical." Chen Mo said with a grin.
When my grandson Yuto heard this, he still wanted to "try it"?
This slap was so painful that it made his bones crack. The pain was worse than the worst pain of giving birth!
How many more times will he be slapped before he dies?
"No, no, no! I...I'm pretty enough now. If I continue to be more beautiful, I'm afraid that others will feel ashamed when they see me!"
"Snapped!"
"Grandson, do you have the right to speak here?"
"The boss said to make you beautiful, you have to charm all living beings!"
After saying this, Leng Feng opened his bow from left to right and slapped my grandson Yuu Dou in the face like crazy.
By the end of the fanning, none of the staff on site could even look at it.
That head was swollen like a big bamboo hat, and even my mother couldn't recognize her when she came.
Chen Mo couldn't help but applaud and praised: "Elegance, so elegant!"
"Leng Feng, why didn't I see that you have such a high artistic talent before?"
Leng Feng grinned and said: "That's because I didn't come to Sakura Country and didn't meet our grandson. If I had met him earlier, I might have become a crotch artist!"
"What are you doing?!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man's angry voice sounded.
The melon-eating staff made way for a passage, and several figures walked quickly along the passage.
The person walking at the front was about 50 years old, with a Chinese character face, piercing eyes, and the air of a big boss.
He is the father of my grandson Yuto, the big boss of wsz Co., Ltd., my grandson Yuta.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,w, ya..."
My grandson Yuto immediately started crying when he saw his father coming.
It hurts, it hurts too much!
He was slapped so hard that it left a psychological shadow!
As soon as my grandson Yongtai saw that his son's head was beaten into a bamboo hat, he immediately glared at Chen Mo: "Young man, was it your people who beat my son?"
"Yes, my bodyguard beat me." Chen Mo nodded and said: "Your son insulted Daxia people and wanted to drive us away with violence. I can only give him a small lesson. Let him know that Daxia must not be humiliated! !!”
