Siheyuan: Tianyi, the widow of Qin cried and knelt and begged for marriage

A blond female reporter frowned at Cao Kun and asked.

Cao Kun waved his hand: "Miss, it's not the time to start, please sit down, I will answer your questions soon. And, wait a minute, I believe, you may not ask this question." kind of a problem."

The female reporter was a little speechless: "I don't know where your confidence comes from. Well, I can't break the rules. I think you will give me an explanation."

Cao Kun shrugged his shoulders.

Sit quietly and drink tea.

On the one hand, there is a frenzy of returns in full swing.

On one side is Cao Kun's indifferent expression, the contrast formed is too weird.

Lard Boy sighed: "Brother Luo, Brother Kun is really awesome, this calm demeanor is not as good as mine."

Lei Luo rolled his eyes: "Shut up, I'm so nervous. Listen, tens of millions will be refunded in a while, and that's an order of tens of millions..."

Lei Luo clutched his chest: "How many years have I been embezzled before I can get this money." '

He suddenly felt that he, Thunder Tiger, was meaningless at all.

Po Hao next to him was also very emotional: "It's still the big boss who makes money, we suck blood, and we don't make money so fast."

"Brother Luo, what confidence do you think Brother Kun has to let so many people return the product?"

"Brother Kun is not afraid, did things go wrong?"

Lei Luo said with a smile: "This is a big man's business, we can't control it. Let's just do our own thing well. Ah Hao, don't let people make trouble, do you understand?"

"I know, the brothers are watching. And those foreign devils that brother Kun said, we will know as soon as we get off the plane."

After half an hour.

Suddenly a few younger brothers ran over and handed over a list.

When Po Hao saw it, his face was full of shock: "Cao, the goddess is here too."

"Who?"

"Look, Brother Luo, Monroe is here too."

Lei Luo took the list and looked at it, and his face immediately turned bright: "I'm sorry, these foreign devils are so ruthless, it's too much to even bring a batch of bicycles here."

"It's clear that I want to make trouble, no, I want to tell Brother Kun."

"Don't be caught off guard."

Lei Luo excitedly came to Cao Kun's side and handed over the information.

Cao Kun was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "Do you think they will transport the bicycles to our venue?"

Lei Luo was taken aback for a moment: "Foreign devils wouldn't be so arrogant."

Cao Kun laughed loudly: "I heard that Smith's Dragon bike has been pre-ordered for 500 million units, and the pre-sale quota is still increasing. Smith is already crazy, and he will definitely come."

"Then let the brothers stop me?"

Cao Kun rolled his eyes: "No need, not only no need, if they come, you have to arrange to sit in the front row, the most conspicuous position. Only in this way can they play a good supporting role."

"By the way, is this Monroe...how does it look like?"

Lei Luo looked at Cao Kun with a strange expression, and Cao Kun coughed: "Why are you looking at me like that? I think if it looks good, it's better to arrange it in a prominent position, which can also be a publicity point."

This woman is very capable just by her name.

Cao Kun sighed in his heart. In his previous life, the goddess Monroe was blown up on the Internet and turned into a fairy.

Cao Kun really wanted to see what's so good about this goddess.

It just so happened that in this life, he had this opportunity.

"I listen to Brother Kun."

Lei Luo nodded and stepped back.

Right now, the airport.

Smith walked off the plane proudly, followed by a group of blond female secretaries.

One by one, they all have long legs and hot bodies.

The previous secretary was replaced by Smith.

He is now the hottest businessman of Mi Li's family and the hero who defeated Long Guo.

Smith naturally would not wrong himself.

It's a pity that that bitch Monroe is asking too much.

Even masonry is not that expensive.

"Mr. Smith, is this Xiangjiang?"

Monroe stepped off the plane gracefully, put on a sun hat, and looked up: "It's really backward."

Smith shrugged his shoulders: "Miss Monroe, you have to know that not every place is Mili's house, our Mili's house is unique. By the way, we need to go directly to the venue. I got the news that the director Cao is already in a hurry gone."

Monroe chuckled: "I don't care about business matters."

"Remember to give me the money, I turned down many important appointments."

"You know, I wasted a lot of money without wasting a single day."

A lot of men were wasted, right?

Smith complained in his heart, looking at Monroe who was posing, he swore that when the money came back, he would make this woman kneel down and call her daddy.

Smith complained in his heart, but his face was serious: "Let's get in the car and talk."

In the car.

Smith smiled and said: "My secretary reported to me that dozens of merchants started returning the goods. That factory manager Cao is really a fool. He even allowed them to return the goods casually, but deducted the deposit." '

"Oh my God, tens of millions of goods have been returned. I believe that when we arrive, there may be hundreds of millions of returned goods. That's hundreds of millions of sales."

Smith looked excited: "After these people return the goods, it is very likely that they will choose our Dragon bike, so our business is here."

Suddenly, the car stopped. ,

Smith frowned proudly: "What's going on?"

"Boss, there is a guy named Lei Luo in front of us, who stopped us. He said that the location has been arranged and let us go with him."

Smith laughed loudly: "You see, the people of Long Kingdom have softened, and they are trying to curry favor with us."

Monroe smiled lightly, followed Smith out of the car without speaking.

Lei Luo stood on the red carpet: "Mr. Smith?"

Smith: "What did he say?"

Secretary: "I don't understand."

Smith's eyes were unhappy: "Tell him, let him find someone who can speak the beautiful and pleasant language of Mi Li's family, otherwise, I will not participate in this meeting."

Monroe sighed: "I have learned a little bit of Dragon language, let me communicate."

Monroe came to Lei Luo: "Mr. Lei, Mr. Smith said that you should prepare someone who can speak the language of Mi Li's family, otherwise he will not attend the meeting."

Lei Luo was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? Is that so... It's easy to leave, not to see you off."

Lei Luo shrugged, turned around and walked away.

Monroe: "..."

317: Bleeding Smith

Smith stared blankly at Lei Luo: "What did he say?"

Monroe: "Mr. Smith, Mr. Lei said...it's okay to go, don't send it off,"

Smith's face was dull: "What do you mean? Didn't they come to greet us? What do they mean? Aren't you afraid that I will really leave?"

Monroe looked at Smith with contempt: "Sir, Mr. Lei has already left. If you don't make a decision, we who don't have an invitation letter may not be able to enter the venue." '

Smith: "..."

"Call him."

Monroe had no choice but to say, "Mr. Lei, please wait a moment."

Lei Luo looked back at Monroe: "Miss Monroe, what's the matter?"

Monroe: "I can only communicate briefly, it's like this, please take us to the venue."

Lei Luo spread his hands: "Miss Monroe, you can't understand, and you can't communicate if you go there. I think it's better not to go. If you can hire a translator yourself, I think you can still go. After all, you can go. comminicate."

"Goodbye, Miss Monroe. We have arranged a seat, which is the most conspicuous one. If you don't want to be occupied by others, please hurry up."

"The meeting is about to start, I'm leaving first."

Lei Luo completed the task, turned around and left. 077

Then, more than a dozen young men walked out of the meeting place, with a sign hanging around their necks, which said "translate" in English, 1000 yuan a day.

Smith looked at this scene in shock: "Damn it, this is blackmail, 1000 yuan a day, why don't they grab it?"

Monroe: "Mr. Smith, if there is no invitation letter, I will leave first. I have a lot of things to do."

Smith: "Wait a minute, I'll get an interpreter."

Smith spent 5000 yuan and hired five young men as translators.He walked towards the entrance of the venue with an ugly face, and was stopped when he was about to enter.

Lard boy: "Invitation letter, no invitation letter, you can go."

Smith: "..."

Hearing the translation, Smith wanted to die.

special.

Where did I get the invitation letter from.

I came uninvited.

Just then, a group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners arrived.

The leading woman had a cold face and exuded a noble aura.

Anna stepped on her high heels and walked over gracefully, and the secretary beside her handed over the invitation letter.

Lardboy immediately nodded and bent over: "Miss Anna, please, this Smith...what the hell, get out of the way."

Lard Boy pushed Smith away and let Anna go in.

Anna turned her head in cooperation, with disgust on her face: "Who is he?"

Lard boy: "A guy who doesn't have an invitation letter, but still wants to go in."

Anna immediately looked contemptuously: "Can't you even afford an invitation letter? It only costs [-] U.S. dollars. What a poor man, let's go quickly. The breath of the poor man makes me want to vomit, it's so disgusting."

"At first glance, it looks like a nouveau riche from Mi Li's family, without any background."

"That is, the aristocratic temperament cannot be cultivated casually."

"Get out of the way, poor man."

A group of noble ladies Frankie, led by Anna, pushed Smith away and entered the venue.

Smith: "..."

Smith was literally blown away.

He, a new rich man, a future tycoon who sold 500 million bicycles in half a month, was called a poor ghost?

But facing the nobles from Frankie, he was really speechless.

Because everyone in the West knows that Mi Li's family is an upstart without any background.

Monroe also looked ugly: "Mr. Smith, I didn't come to accept ridicule from you. If you don't want to spend money on invitations, I will buy them myself."

"Of course I will buy it, Miss Monroe, don't worry."

"I, Smith, am not a stingy man."

"Damn fat man, where is there someone who sells invitations?"