Chapter 16: The Uncle Driver Who Speaks Surprisingly
Chapter 16: The driver’s uncle made amazing remarks. Please collect it!
Hearing Wu Dalang's name, Okimura Toshishang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth again. He has lived in China for many years. Not only has he learned the Chinese language, but he has also heard about the characters in some Chinese folk tales, and among them, there is
A short and poor man named Wu Dalang...
"Mr. Yiming, I would like to remind you that this is Master Wu Teng, not Wu Dalang. I think Chinese people are very polite and you will not make the same mistake again." Nakamura Toshishang looked at Zhang Yiming seriously, his eyes
His smiling eyes gradually became stern.
Zhang Yiming has been staring into Nakamura Toshio's eyes, and that stern appearance naturally did not escape his eyes!
"A wolf-like nation also wants to imitate my Chinese gentleness? A few sentences reveal their true nature. It's just a fool's errand to act like a monkey!" Zhang Yiming smiled coldly, and then didn't even bother to say hello.
He just walked away without any intention of stopping.
When Toshiro Nakamura saw Zhang Yiming walking away again, and the words saying that he was making a fool of himself while wearing a monkey's head, his face suddenly became completely gloomy, and his hypocritical smile disappeared.
"Mr. Yiming, don't you want to meet Miss Uesugi?" Looking at the back of Zhang Yiming walking away, Nakamura Shunshang's voice could no longer be calm and he said coldly.
"I want to see her, and I can see her tomorrow. By the way, you go back and tell Hongye for me, telling her to go home immediately after drinking tea. Her mother called her to go home for dinner!" Zhang Yiming didn't stop and didn't look back.
, just a faint word, and then walked away.
"..." The corners of Nakamura Toshishang's mouth twitched fiercely a few times, and his expression became even more gloomy.
"Mr. Nakamura, what should we do now?" asked a middle-aged man.
"Go back!" Nakamura Shunshang snorted. He had just said that he could refuse to go. If he forced Zhang Yiming to go there now, wouldn't his previous politeness really become a crown jewel?
Hearing what Toshiro Nakamura said, the seven middle-aged people seemed to be relieved. After all, they did not want to fight Zhang Yiming.
The group of people got into three cars, Toshiro Nakamura was in one car alone, and the seven middle-aged people got into two Toyotas. As the engines started to sound, the three cars drove away.
Zhang Yiming was already sitting in the taxi at this time.
In my hand, I was playing with an inexpensive ordinary Samsung smartphone, but at the moment, there was a black screen displaying a string of small white text.
"Darou Muto, general manager of the Chinese branch of the Japanese multinational company Muto Group. He is twenty-six years old, 165cm tall, slightly fat, and unmarried. Strength: fifth grade."
"Muto Group and Uesugi Group belong to the Alliance Group and are the two strongest Japanese groups in China..."
After briefly looking at the information retrieved from the database, Zhang Yiming couldn't help curling his lips, and finally understood why this Muto Dairo was looking for him/guyoueqizongcaizhihunbuai/There is a wicked wife in the family, and the president only marries but does not love/a.
Since the Muto Group and the Uesugi Group are alliance groups, this Mutou Dairo will not do anything to Momiji. And they are looking for them. It is probably because Muto Dairo saw him approaching Momiji and was worried that he had stolen the meat on his plate.
"The paralyzed little Japanese, who is already twenty-six years old, is still staring at my nineteen-year-old daughter-in-law, and fuck her!" Zhang Yiming exited from the database software dedicated to Dragon Soul members, and he was not angry.
He cursed lowly. There is a lot of information stored in this database software, which is also convenient for Dragon Soul members to check at any time.
Unexpectedly, the driver's sharp ears heard Zhang Yiming's scolding, and he immediately turned around and said with a smile: "What's wrong, little brother, have you met a Japanese love rival?"
"Love rival? Tsk, he's not qualified yet!" Zhang Yiming replied with disdain on the surface. The red leaves can only be his, and there won't be any love rival!
If you are paralyzed, I will break the third leg of anyone who dares to catch my attention as a woman! Zhang Yiming thought fiercely in his heart.
"Haha, these Japanese people are really not qualified. They have three-inch-sized things, but they have the nerve to steal women from us Chinese people? Don't these bitches like to play incest? Why don't they go back and give their mother one?
Seed, and then give him a girl?" The driver didn't know whether it was to agree with the passengers or because he was an angry young man himself. Those words that came out of his mouth made even Zhang Yiming's eyes widen!
This uncle driver is so ruthless and awesome! Ask Dairo Muto to go home and give his mother a seed, and then he will give birth to a younger sister, oh! Why a younger sister instead of a younger brother? It’s not enough.
Question?!
Even Zhang Yiming's wretchedness had to be admired by this uncle driver!
The words are amazing and the words are awesome!
"Uncle, what you said just now is really awesome! Brother, I admire you so much! Uncle, you are a talented person! No, one hundred yuan, no need to look for it!" When getting out of the car, Zhang Yiming just recovered from the shock.
He came over, handed the uncle driver a big red banknote, and said in surprise. He didn't even notice his language problem. He called him uncle and called himself brother...
"Well, little brother, how can this be done? We are all compatriots, why are we so polite? Now is not the time to carry guns and fight. Ordinary people like us can only spit out the spit of those bastards in private.
Hehe, but it's also very satisfying to have a good time. Just wait, I'll give you change!" The driver smiled and asked for change. The fare was originally eight yuan, how could he have the nerve to charge a hundred yuan?
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"Haha, uncle, don't be polite! Just because they often spit on you, you should accept this hard-earned money! No, do you see it?"
Zhang Yiming smiled obscenely, and then took out a high-end black leather wallet from his pocket. In the uncle's somewhat puzzled eyes, he said with a smile: "I got this wallet from a Japanese man.
There are thousands of cash in it! Haha, so I gave uncle a hundred, so don’t be too dissatisfied with it! Hahaha!”
"..." The uncle looked at the wallet dangling in Zhang Yiming's hand with a look of astonishment. What does it mean to bring it by hand? Isn't it stolen?
"Hey, brother! You are also talented! Haha, you are really capable! Then I want this hundred yuan, haha!" When the driver uncle reacted, instead of despising Zhang Yiming's behavior, he praised him greatly.
This is probably the only time in his life that he praised a thief!
"Haha, it's necessary!" Zhang Yiming saw that the driver's uncle was also cheerful. He frowned and laughed, then waved to the driver's uncle and left.
That wallet was indeed taken from Nakamura Shunshang. With his skills as a thief from the Swallow Clan, if someone were to find out if he touched a wallet, then all his years of hard work would be in vain/jipinxiaofangzhang/
The latest chapter of The Best Little Abbot/a. If he hadn’t had this skill, the old master thief of Yanzimen wouldn’t have dared to let him out!
When the uncle driver saw Zhang Yiming leaving, he also smiled. He flicked the big red hundred in his hand with his fingers and said with a low smile: "I can feel comfortable collecting this money. It's all owed to us by those bastards!"
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When Zhang Yiming first arrived outside the villa, he felt a cold breath coming from the house.
"Damn it, it's not dark yet, where does this spooky aura come from? It's so creepy." Someone muttered and was about to take out the key to open the door. When he pushed it, he found that the door was unlocked.
"Hehe, this girl is not bad. She knew that my brother was coming back, so she deliberately left the door open!" Zhang Yiming chuckled, but when he pushed the door open completely, his smile froze, and he finally knew the coldness.
What happened to the breath?
"Uh, Mingyu, are you okay? It's like there's frost on your face!" Zhang Yiming chuckled and walked towards the room, while Ouyang Mingyu was sitting in the living room facing the door.
On the sofa, she looked at him with a cold face. When she heard Zhang Yiming's question, she had no intention of answering and just looked at him coldly.
Zhang Yiming saw that Ouyang Mingyu just stared at him and said nothing, and thought to himself that since you didn't speak, he would just go upstairs.
Of course he knew the reason why Ouyang Mingyu looked at him like this. It was probably because he was still angry at noon!
Just as Zhang Yiming was about to go upstairs, the cold Ouyang Mingyu finally spoke.
"Zhang Yiming, come here!" Ouyang Mingyu shouted angrily in a cold voice.
"What's going on?" Zhang Yiming paused, and Ouyang Mingyu's violent outburst made him a little unhappy. As a woman, can't you speak more gently? My brother is still strong and his ears are not abnormal! So his attitude is not very good.
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"What's wrong?" Ouyang Mingyu smiled coldly, then pointed to the sofa diagonally opposite him, and hummed: "I think we need to have a good talk!"
"There's no need to talk. I only like to talk about love and have no interest in talking about anything else." Zhang Yiming said lazily.
"..." Ouyang Mingyu was really mad. How could this guy be such a scoundrel? How dare he act like this in my house? Why should he!
"Hey, if you have something to say, tell me quickly. I'm a little tired." Zhang Yiming saw that Ouyang Mingyu was just staring at him and didn't speak, so he said with a bit of impatience. But he secretly laughed in his heart: Brother wants to talk to you.
When you were , you were cold-faced and didn’t say anything. Now that you’re talking to me, can’t you act cool?
Ouyang Mingyu suppressed the anger in his heart, glared at Zhang Yiming and said: "Why did you say those ambiguous words to Xiao Rong and Sister Yu Xin today? Did you deliberately want others to mistakenly think that there is a relationship between you and me?
have what!"
"There is nothing between us!" Zhang Yiming said pretending to be surprised, and then put on a very confused look, "How did they tell you! They didn't say you were my girlfriend, did they? Haha, then
They are so stupid, how is this possible!"
Ouyang Mingyu suddenly laughed when he saw Zhang Yiming, and he was a little confused. Did he really not do it on purpose? Even he himself felt that he was not worthy of this lady, how could he still want to make others believe it? Could it be that everything was a misunderstanding?
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"Do you really think they won't think so?" Ouyang Mingyu asked suspiciously.
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