Chapter 918: I am an angry youth and I am proud (5 more)
When he heard that he was from Japan, the God of Cookery's expression changed, his smile disappeared instantly, and he said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry, Director Wu, our store has regulations and we will not accept Japanese customers in the future."
"ah?"
Director Wu was dumbfounded.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Is there such a rule?
The God of Cookery Restaurant has many regulations, but everyone knows that this is not one of them.
"Mr. Zhu? When did this rule come into being? How come we don't know about it? Moreover, we have brought Japanese guests here to dine here before!" Director Wu was anxious.
Fatty Zhu curled his lips: "The store is mine, so I set the rules. As for when to set them, it's now."
"Why, Mr. Zhu, I can't go back to do business with you like this. Besides, they are all here. How can I tell them? They respect you very much and worship you! When you come here, the first time
One request is that I hope to come to your place and see it!"
Minister Wu tried to persuade Fatty Zhu.
Fatty Zhu was a little impatient. He looked at Tang Xiaobao and said, "Brother, you should explain to him."
"Damn, that's not authentic!"
Tang Xiaobao cursed.
Only then did Director Wu notice Tang Xiaobao.
Being called a brother by the God of Cookery, and still standing with Zhao Haiyang, who could this person be, so awesome?
He immediately thought of someone and asked Fatty Zhu: "Mr. Zhu, who is this?"
"My brother, Tang Xiaobao." Fatty Zhu smiled at Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao was so famous that Director Wu had naturally heard of it. He was so impressed that he was shocked and quickly stretched out his hand to shake Tang Xiaobao's hand.
It is estimated that this guy often interacted with people from the East, and some of his etiquette was affected. When he shook hands, he naturally bent down, as if he was about to bow.
Tang Xiaobao frowned, shook hands somewhat unhappily, and said, "Can you speak Japanese?"
"Yes, my main job is to receive the visiting team from Japan." Director Wu smiled modestly.
Tang Xiaobao's frown deepened: "Have you ever lived in Japan?"
"Yes, I studied there for a few years and worked there for a few years."
"No wonder he looks so Asian." Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and said in a bad tone.
sweat.
Everyone around almost cheered.
It seems that everyone doesn't like Director Wu's behavior very much.
Director Wu also realized this and raised his eyebrows slightly. After all, he was here on behalf of the government, so he naturally had a sense of arrogance and said, "What do you mean, Mr. Tang?"
"I don't mean anything. I just don't like Japanese people, including all Japanese cultures." Tang Xiaobao did not give Director Wu any face. He looked at the Japanese people on one side and saw someone interpreting the situation here for them.
, their faces were a little excited and angry.
Tang Xiaobao said: "Have you seen some news? I saw a piece of news. There was a boss who opened a store, but like me, he was an angry youth, so he hung a sign at the door that said, Dongyang
People and dogs are not allowed inside. Lao Zhu is from China. His own shop has this rule, so there is no problem, right?"
"There must be something wrong, this is racial discrimination!" Director Wu also got angry and blurted out.
Tang Xiaobao snorted coldly: "Have you never studied history? Didn't the Japanese do the same thing more than seventy years ago? This is called ambition. If a person lives without ambition, he is not even as good as a salted fish. You can like the Japanese
Everything, but what qualifications do you have to stop us from hating and resisting?"
Of course Director Wu has studied history.
He was also a top student back then, so he naturally knew that what Tang Xiaobao said was the truth.
It was a history that is unbearable to look back on, and it was the weakest period in the history of the Chinese nation.
Now that Tang Xiaobao brought it up, Director Wu saw many people around him looking at him with contempt, and realized that he seemed to have almost forgotten this period of history.
Tang Xiaobao continued: "I admit that I am an angry young man. I cannot forget this period of history. I believe that all Chinese people present cannot forget that period of unbearable history. We have long taken off the hat of the sick man of East Asia, but we still have to
Be prepared for danger in times of peace,
I don’t mean to encourage you. As a state cadre, have you forgotten this period of history and still want to speak for the Japanese people? In other words, you have stayed in Japan for a long time and, like some shameless celebrities, you put that
Think of Bian as your second hometown?”
"Well said!"
"Mr. Tang, I support you!"
"Well done Mr. Zhu!"
First of all, among the employees under Tang Xiaobao, several young men came forward to respond. It is estimated that these people are also angry youths.
Then, passers-by watching the excitement also cheered.
I don’t know who applauded first.
Then there was thunderous applause.
Director Wu's face turned red and he was so embarrassed that he almost crawled into the ground. A group of Japanese guests also had clouded faces and wanted to step forward and tear Tang Xiaobao's hands off.
But they didn't dare.
Director Wu didn't dare either.
At this time, Director Wu was naturally angry.
He was just ordered to bring Japanese guests to dine, but he suffered a terrible disaster. He had a good impression of the Japanese country, but it was definitely not as bad as Tang Xiaobao said.
He was furious and stared at Tang Xiaobao fiercely.
It wasn't until the applause stopped that he said harshly to Tang Xiaobao: "Don't think it's important that you have a few dirty dollars. I am bringing international friends here to dine on behalf of the government. You are sabotaging foreign policy, so you are not afraid -"
"I'm afraid of you, you idiot!"
Tang Xiaobao interrupted Director Wu and sneered: "First of all, I do have money, but it is not dirty money, it is my legitimate income. Secondly, you cannot represent the government, so don't put money on your face. As for foreign policy, you
Show me the evidence. My friend's store says he doesn't accept Japanese customers. What does it matter to me? Don't blame me!"
How could Tang Xiaobao take such a small director seriously? More importantly, he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.
He is indeed an angry young man.
Seeing the quarrel between the two parties, Fatty Zhu finally stood up and said unhappily: "Brother Tang is right, I own this store, and I can receive whoever I want. Director Wu, take these people away quickly.
Don't affect my business, otherwise I will call you to complain."
"You, you guys!"
Director Wu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
But there was nothing he could do, he couldn't afford to offend Fatty Zhu, and even Tang Xiaobao was worried about him.
He was completely humiliated today. He felt that he had been wronged, but he had nowhere to redress his grievances. He guessed that if this matter was raised, it would not have any effect.
Even the head of state has to give face to the God of Cookery. If the leaders above know about it, they will only blame him for his incompetence in doing things.
That's it, if you can't fight, then withdraw.
Director Wu left angrily with a group of Japanese guests.
Thunderous applause broke out again.
Tang Xiaobao did this unintentionally, but the result was well received. (To be continued)