"I studied Chinese at X a few years ago." He said, his eyes finally moving back a little from Xin Li.
"That's it." Xi Mingyuan pretended to have a sudden realization, which made Miyamoto feel that he was a useless person, and the idea of getting involved in Xinli became more solid. This Chinese man would probably ask him to sign a contract after what happened. , he knew that the Chinese people had not thrown away the name of China, just look at Xi Mingyuan, he laughed even more disgustingly.
"The contract matter is not urgent at the moment. Let's go sightseeing first." Miyamoto was very confident and completely looked down on China's rapid economic development in recent years, believing that China was still in a weak position.
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Miyamoto can stay a little longer." He said with a fake smile, staying to watch how Xi killed Miyamoto Co., Ltd. to pieces. He didn't intend to stalemate the cooperative relationship between the two companies. After all, Everyone in the shopping mall has his own agenda. But this guy actually wants to get his wife. Don't blame him for being ruthless.