Chapter 281: Too wretched

In the distance, a black extended BMW commercial car stopped at a teahouse opposite. The car was styled. Not to mention the old hanging and rushing to the street. The eyes were attracted. The passers-by also stopped looking at it. Hanging professionally glanced at the license plate, and was stunned. The license plate was too familiar.
The car door opened, and three people came down to surround a girl group, one helping with an umbrella, one blocking the photo of passers-by, and the other leading the way, performing their duties and training in an orderly manner. The security guard and the boss of the teahouse were obviously waiting at the door long ago. As soon as they saw the car door open, they rushed up. The security guard blocked the crowd who was onlookers. The owner of the teahouse didn't laugh, and his saliva was obvious.
Although this woman who is protected by everyone wears big sunglasses, her slender figure is there. Although she is just a simple black tights, her proud figure is sensual everywhere. She is thirty years old. The woman of this kind has a special flavor.
It was Lin Zhi, Lao Hao recognized it at a glance.
And a short bald man who came down from another car door was also familiar. His image was too wretched. How should I put it, a long crooked nose and crooked eyes can be described as a classic.
With such an artistic appearance, Lao Hang couldn't remember who it was for a while.
It was the first time Lao Diao had encountered something familiar to the entertainment circle, but he couldn't think of it.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his head and he slapped his thigh. Isn't this the same as the information he found for Ken Bihan yesterday. Isn't it the president of Ken Bihan Asia Pacific? ! I saw his financial interview yesterday. It is no wonder that I am familiar with Kambihan’s biggest leader in the Asia-Pacific region. Ai is always a Japanese, well-known in the financial circle, but the old man is not very familiar.
As long as multinational companies are in charge of the Asia-Pacific region, they are either Japanese or Singaporeans. Few are Chinese. The same is true for Kenbihan, with the Japanese at the helm.
Looking at the lineup of these people, the others are Lin Zhi’s staff, agents, makeup artists, etc., but President Ai only brought a translator, which seems to be a business matter.
The old sling thought for a while, Lin Zhi and Gao Leng were a bit ambiguous, he could see his old world, and Ken Bihan happened to be following the case. He quickly picked up the phone and called Gao Leng. After a few rings, Gao Leng answered, "Boss, I saw Lin Zhi and the boss of Ken Bihan come out together."
"Oh? Which boss is Kembiehan?" Gao Leng asked with some surprise.
"I don't know exactly, anyway, when I checked the information yesterday, I saw this boss, wait a minute, I searched for it." The old man quickly searched for his mobile phone and said, "Called... Ai What, what, oh, let me go, his name is three words, I don't know two words! This name is dick."
Lao Diao smiled embarrassedly: "The second character is the superposition of three waters, and the third character is beside the vertical heart, and the three ears are superimposed. How to pronounce it?"
"Sanshuimiao, has the meaning of vastness, meaning humble, low-key, and the three ears means awe-inspiring, one piece and one, one suppressing and one raising, Ai Miao is intimidated." Gao sneered, meaning He said profoundly: "His name cost hundreds of thousands, and he was picked up by an expert. It is very famous. The reporters know him. You should follow it and report later."
"Yeah." The old hanging hurriedly agreed. After hanging up the phone, he sighed and said to Pu Street: "People are really irritating than people. The Chinese name of the chief executive of Kenbihan Japan cost hundreds of thousands. , I don’t know those two words, it’s high-end at first glance. You said this little Japan is really willing to spend money."
"Hundreds of thousands of a Chinese name?! It's so expensive, so the master should pick it up for him. I heard that now, let alone an artist, it is also popular for corporate bosses to change their names, according to Feng Shui, birthdays, etc. , It is said that Wangcai is! By the way, what is the name of this Japanese boss?" He rushed to the street and became interested in surprise.
"Ai Miaoxiu." The old hanging character said eloquently, and just said it, huh...what seems to be wrong?
Ai Miaoxiu, love to shoot in seconds? !
"Love seconds shot?! Wipe, I heard you right? Love seconds shot?!" A mouthful of old blood almost squirted out: "Nima, which professional named master is this, too patriotic, right? Why don't you take the end of Xixiao, short and small!"
The old man couldn't help but shudder when he heard it.
It's really laughable. We can only say that we don't understand the Japanese world.
"Maybe very realistic, this President Ai will use it." Lao Diao smiled, and pointed to the teahouse where they entered, and said: "Go, follow the second shot."
Looking up, I saw President Ai closely next to Lin Zhi. Lin Zhi was already tall. President Ai was less than one meter and seven meters tall, and the end was at the height of Lin Zhi's murder weapon.
The expression in Mr. Ai's eyes could hardly be more wretched.
"You said his eyes are so wretched, how can it be done if he succeeds? It's gone in a second." Pujie couldn't help but joke.
"Stop making trouble, work." Lao Diao calmed down, said solemnly, and shut up quickly on the street.
Lao Diao watched Lin Zhi and they just walked through the front desk and walked in. There were not many people in the teahouse. Lin Zhi and his group sat in the innermost compartment. Lao Diao and Pujie walked nearby and sat down.
Once again, I took a closer look at the people Lin Zhi had brought. There was no agent among them, just a bodyguard and a young assistant. It's no wonder that Lin Zhi chose to be in the semi-open hall because he was afraid of being unspoken.
"Miss Lin, hello, this is my business card." Mr. Ai spoke in substandard Japanese Mandarin, his eyes lingering on Lin Zhi's chest, he took out the business card from the business card box and handed it over, habitually Nodded.
There is still nothing to say about Japanese etiquette.
Lin Zhi took it politely, and was slightly startled after taking a look.
"I don't think that Beauty Lin definitely doesn't recognize the word'deterrence' either." Pushing the street to hold back a smile, she whispered.
"Under Ai Miao Mo, you can call me Brother Miao Mo, or Brother Miao Mo." Mr. Ai's words are full of connotation, especially that "brother" is full of ambiguity.
Lin Zhi's rant, as everyone knows, he is no exception.
Second shot brother? Lin Zhi said in a low voice, took a sip of coffee.
Two seconds later, she reacted.
puff……
She squirted out a sip of coffee, and Mr. Ai was all over his face.
"Ye... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lin Zhi held back a smile, hurriedly apologized, took the tissue on the table and handed it over: "That President Ai, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so rude."
"Oh, it's all right, &^&%^&%......&......" President Ai said a paragraph of Japanese with a generous expression.
The translator beside him smiled and translated: "It's okay, it's okay, Miss Lin will call me brother Miao Mo, or Miao Mo Jun, don’t be so dismissive, or just call your name, Ai Miao Mo, Mr. Ai I came to cooperate with Miss Lin with full sincerity. Miss Lin said Mr. Ai and Mr. Ai on the left, which is too fertile."
Lin Zhi looked awkwardly at the proud and excited Japanese man opposite.
It was the first time I saw the man who rushed to say that he shot in seconds.