"Hello, Mrs. Lin. I am a staff member of the Provincial Foreign Affairs Office. My surname is Chen. I had the honor to meet you, Mrs. Lin, at a cocktail party before. This is how it is. This Japanese friend is..."
The servant opened the door, and a middle-aged man in work clothes politely stood outside the door and introduced himself. Next to him was the Japanese retired magician Ichiro Anbei whom he had seen during the day.
"Director Chen, what's wrong with coming so late?"
Shi ** interrupted Director Chen expressionlessly and said, "If there is any official business, I think it should be done tomorrow!"
Dinner had just started. It was Wang Bo's first time to be a guest at home and he was interrupted, which made Shi ** very embarrassed. By the way, Wang Bo had already lowered his head in the afternoon, and now he didn't expect that a small director would also come.
Are you angry? I'm lucky enough to have seen myself at any wine party. Don't be ridiculous. There are so many people who have seen me. Although the young director Shi** remembers it, he doesn't have a deep impression.
What's more, you brought a Japanese here? What a joke! That's a Japanese... My father thought that when he was wielding a sword, he would only chop down Japanese soldiers!!
"No, no, Mrs. Lin, you misunderstood..." Of course Director Chen understands the background of the Lin family, and he doesn't dare to speak loudly. But on the other side, there are the Japanese Consulate's repeated pleas and secret tricks to put pressure on the Foreign Affairs Office.
.. Helpless, I am a little director who usually works better, but now I am under pressure from top to bottom.
"Mr. Wang Bo, why don't you dare to talk to me? Why not! Is there something wrong with you?" An Beiyilang said with a strange smile, "Are you afraid that I, the former magic master, will turn you into a magician?"
Just a Pekingese? Hehe..."
"Wang Bo, what do you think?" Shi ** ignored Director Chen and the other two, but turned his attention to Wang Bo. Although this Japanese was annoying, he came to see Wang Bo. Shi ** did not
I don’t know what kind of things he and Wang Bo have to resolve, so I still let Wang Bo decide.
"Haha, how ridiculous! It's so hateful!" Zhou Mingxuan stood up first, "You are not welcome here! Please leave!!"
"Ha...Brother Xuan, don't be anxious!" Wang Bo gently pulled Zhou Mingxuan and said with a smile, "Mr. An Bei, my patience is limited! I hope you won't challenge easily! The joke is on you and you Japanese people."
It’s all unbearable!!”
"Hmph...Wang Bo, you are a thief! You must have stolen something from the exhibition!!" An Beiichiro suddenly shouted in a stern voice, "Hand it over! You Chinese are the most shameless...Hand it over quickly or I will
I won’t let you go!!”
"Auntie, I'm sorry, it's my first time to be a guest at your house. I'm going to be rude!" Wang Bo turned to Shi ** and finished speaking, then kicked An Beiyilang hard in the face.
"Ah ah..." Of course, Anbei Ichiro had great skills, but he still didn't dodge Wang Bo's kick. He stepped back a few steps to stabilize himself without falling, but his face was covered in blood and his teeth spit out.
"Haha, is our magic master spitting out his teeth in vain? Haha..." Zhou Mingxuan laughed.
"Well, thank you, Brother Xuan! That bullshit magic master is really smart! I can do some small magic tricks, but at least I can't spit my teeth out!!" Wang Bo said, "Director Chen, I think you still lead the way.
This magic master goes back to get his teeth fixed! Otherwise, I’m afraid he won’t be able to perform the magic trick of spitting out his teeth after just a few attempts!”
"Ha..." Lin Yumeng, who was sitting inside, smiled knowingly... She had long been used to Wang Bo's domineering attitude.
"Shut up! Not only did you hit me, but you also insulted my honor and pride as a magic master! I want to challenge you!" An Beiichiro said with a sinister smile, "Despicable Chinese, do you dare? I can use my
