Which company has better pretense skills? Zhao Jiaguanren is the most rogue...
Although my heart is filled with thoughts of OMG! It’s so big! But on the surface, it looks calm and calm. I’ve seen the big world before. With both hands pressed on the crocodile skin and jade belt, the head is pointed upward at a 45-degree angle.
There was a hint of disdain in his proud eyes.
But the Polaris cruise ship is really big, with a total of sixteen passenger decks. When he walked into the third deck, there was an oversized atrium. When he raised his head, he could see the sixth deck.
There are four sightseeing elevators on this floor, Michelin restaurants, duty-free shops, bars, cinemas and casinos. Most of the shops are in operation, and many well-dressed passengers are chatting and strolling. It is completely like a shopping mall and hotel on the sea.
"Hello! Are you the new Mr. Zhao..."
A petite girl with a ponytail ran over, with an A9 tag with a photo hanging around her neck. She bowed politely and said with a smile: "My name is Ma Beibei, a service staff member of Community C. If you have any questions, you can come to me.
Just think of me as a member of the neighborhood committee!"
"Zhao Yunxuan! Just call me Brother Zhao..."
Zhao Guanren smiled and shook hands with her, just as the flower-armed girl and others came in. They hung a C5 tag with a photo and personal barcode on it. However, Reporter Jin was taken away by an officer and entered.
The elevator goes directly upstairs.
"Why is there only C5? Aren't you an American..."
Zhao Guanren walked over strangely, and the flower-armed girl took the translator and said depressedly: "The cabin on the ship was exploded. It doesn't matter what nationality you are. Unless you are a special expert or profession, you can get preferential treatment. We handed in almost everything to get it."
6-person room, how did you get C3?"
"Just a little tip, how is Kim Mi-hee doing..."
Zhao Guanren looked at the sightseeing elevator, and the flower-armed girl whispered: "She seemed to have discovered the secrets of the US military, but they didn't seem to care too much. They gave her a C5 tag and then took her to see her superiors. What else?
Didn’t even say anything!”
"OK! Let's familiarize ourselves with the environment. See you in the cafeteria at twelve o'clock..."
Zhao Guanren nodded and took back the translator, but they did not have a "little tour guide" to receive them, so they asked Ma Beibei to know who to go to.
"Let's go! Take me to visit..."
Zhao Guanren handed two chocolates to Ma Beibei. Ma Beibei happily walked up the stairs and said: "C-class passengers cannot use the emergency elevator. Electricity will only be supplied for two hours at night. Smoking and the use of open flames are not allowed on the ship. Your four-person room will be in ten
Floor, with balcony!”
"C3 is only a four-bed room..."
Zhao Guanren asked noncommittally: "How many people from our country are there on the ship? What is the highest level? Am I, C3, considered a VIP?"
"There are no VIPs on board. C1, 2, and 3 represent military employees, such as doctors, engineers, scientific researchers, etc. You can have free working meals. Below C3, you can only rely on yourself..."
Ma Beibei said: "There are more than 500 people in your country on the ship. The highest level is an A4 deputy community director, and most of the rest are ordinary passengers below C5. You have your own society, and there is a group meeting at noon today!
"
"Our country? Which country are you from..."
Zhao Guanren was stunned for a moment. Ma Beibei stopped and said: "I immigrated when I was sixteen years old and became a South Korean citizen. Of course I cannot be counted as a person from your country. The more than five hundred people I mentioned do not include immigrants from other countries."
, there are people from 58 countries on board!”
"That's right! If you immigrate, you are a foreigner..."
Zhao Guanren asked with a non-smiling smile: "Are there any new people here in the past two days? I have a female friend who got separated from me. She is an actor in our crew and she brought a knife similar to mine!"
"No! I haven't seen anyone new in months..."
Ma Beibei shook her head and continued walking up. When passing by a shopping store, she introduced: "You have 100 credit points every month. As long as you scan the personal code on your tag, you can spend it in places other than the A-level area, but every meal
Work meals also require 4 credits, so you have to make reasonable arrangements to use them!"
"Ha~ It seems that I only eat one meal a day, and I will be hungry for five more days..."
Zhao Guanren put his hands behind his back and visited the shopping street. The prices in the shops were horrifyingly high. A pack of cigarettes cost 40 points. However, there were all kinds of messy things, and there were also many things that had been soaked in sea water. They were obviously picked up from the sea.
Floating materials.
"Why are all white people fucking A-level or C2-level? How can they get so many credit points..."
Zhao Guanren soon discovered something fishy. Almost all the people in the bars and shopping stores were white people, and black people also accounted for a small part. However, he did not see anyone below C2 level. They were all drinking small drinks and chatting happily.
And he hugged the girl and made love to her.
"Those who have the ability to spend are the management, and of course they are at a higher level..."
Ma Beibei shrugged and said: "This activity area is mainly occupied by white people. Turning around is the area for us Koreans. Other ethnic groups basically have no spending power. They all gather on the roof of the boat and in the activity room. Do you want to go to your country's club?"
Do you see it?"
"Let's see!"
Zhao Guanren came to the activities of Koreans, but most of them were ordinary people. Their childhood was far less chic than that of white people. Many people saw him in ancient clothes and took pictures of him with their mobile phones. They thought he was wearing Korean clothes.
Ancient costume.
"Hey~ Our club has a good environment..."
Zhao Guanren curiously walked into a restaurant with a view. A row of glass windows faced the sea. When he turned around, he saw hundreds of men and women gathered in front of the small stage. A familiar smell came to his face. He only saw a banner hanging on the stage.
——American Chinese Society Winter Team Building Conference!
"Captain Zhang! You have a new fellow here..."
Ma Beibei walked over and shouted, and more than 500 people turned around in surprise. Standing on the podium was a rich woman with heavy makeup who smelled like a pyramid scheme. They were also surprised and said: "Oh! This is a Jin Yiwei, compatriot.
Let’s quickly applaud and welcome!”
"Tsk~ Wearing ancient costumes here, poor national pride..."
A discordant mocking sound rang out, which was particularly harsh amidst the applause. Zhao Guanren looked at a young man in a suit. Next to him sat a fashionable beauty in a short skirt. He also sneered with disdain and turned the page.
A big white eye.
"What are you talking about? Please speak louder, I'm deaf..."
Zhao Guanren walked straight towards the young man in a suit. The young man also jumped up and said arrogantly: "I said you are showing off. Dressed like this, you want to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. You cling to the dregs of feudalism all day long. Your poor self-esteem is like glass. Do not admit that others are outstanding.
Is it that difficult?”
"Wang Zixun!"
An uncle stood up and said angrily: "You are willing to be a traitor and a lackey. That is your freedom, but you cannot slander our culture. Although this guy is not dressed appropriately, he represents your ancestors. You scold him."
Just scolding your ancestors!"
"Bah~"
Wang Zixun raised his C2-level tag and said loudly: "I achieved C2 by my own ability, not by being a traitor. You thought before you spoke. Who cares about your nation? What do you think?"
I don’t want to be a traitor!”
"you……"
The old man's face was red with anger, but no one there spoke to him, as if the matter was none of his business.
"I agree with Mr. Wang, put away your poor national pride..."
A tattooed man stood up and sneered: "I don't care about you at all. What else can you do besides boasting and being narcissistic? I'm here to tell you today that I quit the group and joined the Korean group. I won't play with you idiots anymore!"
"
"Ouch~ It's amazing. I am a fake foreign devil, but you are a fake stick..."
Zhao Guanren said with a sinister smile: "You two, keep your eyes peeled for me. I'm wearing a prince's dragon robe, not a flying fish suit. What's more, what clothes I wear has nothing to do with you."
Could it be that seeing your ancestor makes you excited?"
"Who the hell are you calling a fake stick? If you dare, say it again..."
The tattooed man rushed over angrily, and several people from society also stood up, but Zhao Guanren slapped him with a big mouth in his backhand and threw him to the ground. He sneered and said: "I scold anyone who talks to me, I didn't scold you.
Just being a dog means I have quality!"
"I'll kill you..."
The tattooed man jumped up like a mad dog, and more than a dozen of his companions rushed up. Others screamed and hid aside. Wang Zixun even shouted: "Close the door! Beat him to death, beat this unknown person to death."
Dead and alive things!”
"Don't fight! We are all compatriots, don't embarrass yourself in front of foreigners..."
Mrs. Zhang stamped her feet anxiously on the stage, but before she could finish her words, she heard a series of screams. More than ten strong men fell to the ground one after another. The tattooed man even fell to the ground and his nosebleed spurted out. Everyone was stunned at once.
Even Wang Zixun's eyes were so dull that he couldn't believe it.
"Whoever is a compatriot with him is a stickman..."
Zhao Guanren grabbed the tattooed man's hair and dragged him up the aisle. The tattooed man was a bit bloody. He roared with red eyes and suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed him. However, Zhao Guanren twisted his arm and held it directly beside him.
on the chair.
"Click~"
Zhao Guanren suddenly stomped on his arm, and everyone's hair stood on end. The tattooed man's arm was like dry firewood, and it was broken from the middle of the lower arm bone with a "click", and then he let out a miserable howl like a pig.
, arms swinging around like soft sticks.
"You, you, you..."
Wang Zixun stepped back in horror. Everyone present was dumbfounded. It was not because they were afraid of Zhao Guanren's fighting power, but because of his ruthlessness. The tattooed man must have been disabled, and might even have to have his limbs amputated.
"Who said that if you close the door, you'll be beaten to death..."
Zhao Guanren kicked the tattooed man unconscious and looked at Wang Zixun with a ferocious smile. Wang Zixun's woman swooped and hid under the table. He was also frightened and ran towards the side door, but Zhao Guanren picked up a chair and fiercely
The ground hit him.
"Bang~"
"ah……"
Wang Zixun screamed and fell to the ground, and the chair fell apart on his back, but he still crawled forward in fear, vomiting blood and crying for mercy.
"Huh? How strange..."
Zhao Guanren walked over unhurriedly, stepped on his face and said with a smile: "Isn't your self-esteem as strong as iron? Why do you suddenly start begging for mercy? Isn't it so difficult for a father to say that you admit that your father is great? Don't
Learn from others’ glassy hearts!”
"Police! He beats people and kills people, arrest him quickly..."
Wang Zixun's woman suddenly jumped up and shouted, and saw two Korean policemen running in. Zhao Guanren immediately stepped aside and took out the translator and said with a smile: "Officer! They were fighting. I was trying to treat them. I
It’s a doctor!”
"What happened?"
Two policemen walked over with their pistols drawn, and suddenly saw a dozen wailing people lying on the ground. They were also shocked.
"I didn't see..."
Ma Beibei stepped aside and did not help each other, but the rich woman leader pointed at Zhao Guanren and said in Korean: "This man lied, these people were injured by him, he provoked my members as soon as he came in, and the knife on the ground is him
The murder weapon!"
"Yes! He was the one who caused trouble and injured our deputy commander..."
Many people also followed suit, and all of them looked indignant. Only a few people pinched their noses and remained silent.
"OK!"
Zhao Guanren suddenly patted the tag and said, "I ask to see Colonel Vincent. He will clear my name. I am the expert he hired!"
"You come with us, others call the doctor quickly..."
The two policemen turned around impatiently and left. Unexpectedly, Zhao Guanren suddenly kicked Wang Zixun in the face, knocking him unconscious. Under the horrified gaze of more than 500 people, Zhao Guanren arrogantly kicked him.