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Chapter 337: The Temperament of the Turtle

Li Baoshan, who was frightened by Liu Shiba's bold words, immediately remembered that this boy was said to be the son-in-law of the Ning family.

Who are the Ning family?

Those were Hua Xia's words, but the strong shock could still be seen in her surprised eyes.

Qin Da was the most down-to-earth person and followed Liu Shiba obediently without raising his head.

Liu Shiba's exclamation made the pedestrians who were standing nearby roll their eyes. They all thought at the same time:

"Where did this country bumpkin come from? No matter how the security guards don't care about it, this kind of country bumpkin can also enter the Star of Tomorrow."

In fact, the people who are more depressed are the security guards at the door and the parking foreman.

What are the two looking at?

Unexpectedly, Liu Shiba said something else:

"This is a place for Chinese people. There is no reason why Chinese people can't come in."

Is there a sign on the door of the building saying "Chinese and Dogs Are Not Allowed?" If you can put it up, we will leave immediately."

"good"

"Hahaha, that's good. This is a place for Chinese people. Why can't we enter?"

"It's so funny, this guy is so funny."

“Well said”

"This is the true nature of Chinese people."

The little incident between Liu Shiba and the manager attracted a dozen people waiting for the elevator to watch.

Among them, seven or eight Chinese people actually cheered loudly

For a moment, the livid-faced lobby manager was at a loss and stuttered:

“Smoking is not allowed in the building”

"I don't smoke any cigarettes. Look, is this a cigarette?"

When Liu Shiba heard this guy say this, he flashed the half-eaten trumpet tube in his hand in front of his eyes, and added extra calmly:

"Let me tell you, I never smoke. What I smoke is a trumpet. Don't be frightened. Look at me to see if this is a cigarette."

"no"

The lobby manager was depressed. This thing is indeed not a cigarette.

Although it still has the strong smell of smoke, it is much more fragrant than ordinary cigarettes.

Helplessly, the lobby manager watched the five people disappear in the elevator in a daze, and then looked at the three pairs of smelly boots in his arms. He had no choice but to find a garbage bag to put it in first, and then found a corner to put it away.

Then, the guy remembered that the middle-aged man with eyes said he wanted to go to the 35th floor, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words

Along with Liu Shiba and others, there were several people watching on the side who walked into the elevator, including two foreigners with yellow hair and green eyes.

Two foreigners, a man and a woman, looked at Liu Shiba with interest and smiled.

The foreign girl is over 1.75 meters tall, has fair skin and is beautiful. She is also a great beauty.

Lu Xiaolin wondered:

"Why do we Chinese look at us foreigners like monsters but think we are normal people?"

Li Baoshan replied strangely:

"That's because the education they received is different from ours. To them, being spontaneous is also a way of life. You can wear whatever you want, as long as it's comfortable.

Of course, except for some occasions where formal attire is required, such as banquets or when dining with ladies, you must wear a suit or dress."

The scene just now really made Li Baoshan unable to smile. He was also forty-five years old, and there were not many things that could make him happy.

In so many years, this is the first time that Li Baoshan laughs so freely. It feels so comfortable.

At this time, a tall foreign man standing on the side smiled and said in broken Chinese:

"This gentleman is right. This, um, Mr. Trumpet, my name is Nicholas Frater.

I don’t know what you are smoking. It smells good. If possible, I don’t know.

I wonder if you can sell one to me?"

"Just sell it, I'll give you one to smoke."

Liu Shiba laughed, took out a crumpled loudspeaker from his pocket, and handed it to Mr. Nicholas Frater.

Frater took the horn with bright eyes, quickly took out his high-end solid gold lighter and lit it, took a few big puffs, blew out a smoke ring with great pleasure, and then laughed:

“I usually like to smoke, but it really suffocates me in this building.

I didn’t expect that sir’s speaker is such a good thing that it can’t even control the smoking ban in this building.”

When Li Baoshan heard this, a black line suddenly appeared on his forehead.

The elevator stopped several times in the middle, leaving only Liu Shiba and two foreigners.

Hearing Nicholas Frater's words, Liu Shiba smiled and said:

"Hello Mr. Frater, nice to meet you, my name is Liu Shiba"

"The name Liu Shiba is easy to impress people,"

Nicholas Frater smiled politely

"bite"

The elevator rang and finally stopped on the thirty-fifth floor, and Liu Shiba and Fifteen people walked out one after another.

Liu Shiba looked back and saw Nicholas Frater and the beautiful foreign girl also walking out, but in a different direction.

When he came out, the foreign girl next to Nicholas Frater handed Liu Shiba a business card, which read:

Russia, Siberia Heavy Industries Group, General Manager: Nicholas Frater.

Standing aside, Li Baoshan, in a suit and leather suit, was stunned. He looked at the business card in Liu Shiba's hand and lamented in his heart:

It all works, this luck

How many people want to get to know the heir to the Siberian Heavy Industries Group but are unable to get in?

This barefoot bumpkin with a trumpet actually gained the friendship of the heir to one of the world's top 500 companies. It's really unscientific.

Looking at Li Baoshan in a daze beside him, Liu Shiba said quite proudly:

"What do you know about being a rustic to the extreme? It's also a kind of temperament."

ps: Five o'clock in the afternoon, see you there. Thank you for your support. This chapter is two chapters combined into one. It is a little expensive.

This volume is a story from a long time ago, about the whereabouts of the wooden box numbered nineteen that disappeared during the treasure theft in Dongling.

There is a shocking secret hidden in this wooden box. Where is his whereabouts?

...


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