Vol 10 Chapter 4451: Tyrant's anger

The front desk was stunned immediately, and she could also see that these people were relatively rich, but she didn't expect that the other party was so rich and powerful-the world of local tyrants, ordinary people do not understand. .
After being shocked, she smiled and shook her head, "It's impossible to pack, I'm really sorry."
"Just ask the price," the interpreter lowered his voice and said with a smile, "This group of people is old and rich. They are candidates for a chief of the UAE. As long as he is satisfied, the money is easy to say... You can report to your boss. ."
"Sorry, this is really impossible," the front desk could only smile wryly. "We have already had a lot of people here, and there are guests who have booked a room. It is impossible to package it for you."
The translation was a bit lost. One was that he didn't complete the task, and the other was...I guess the other party won't be able to give me a kickback.
He went back and whispered about the situation. A bearded man in his thirties rushed over to the front desk and whispered again.
"Prince Kaideng said that his wife suffers from depression and needs absolute silence around," the translator explained again. "He is sorry for this rash request, but he hopes you will be considerate...the price is good. "
"It's really impossible," the front desk continued to shake his head. "Please explain to the noble prince. We are also very sorry."
There was another muttering over there, and the interpreter asked the front desk again, "Are you sure you don't need to ask your boss for instructions?"
"I'm pretty sure," the front desk nodded resolutely. Secretary Chen dared to push even Americans out. As a Beichong native, you don't need to care too much about foreigners.
"Ten times the price," the translator vomited out four faintly, depending on the change in her face.
The front desk was really taken aback, and then smiled slightly, "There is still a Lieutenant General staying here. I dare not throw it away. Do you dare to throw it away?"
The news of Zhao Lao’s move in was originally blocked, but she was angry that the group was too much, so she made a mistake-just a candidate for the chief, more than a lieutenant general?
This time, it was the turn of the translator's face to change color. He really didn't expect that in such a small valley, there would be a lord with the identity of a lieutenant-I was really scary.
Next, they negotiated for a while, and the interpreter stepped forward to negotiate, "That's fine, even if you have already checked in, we will cover all the other rooms...Ten times the price, the Prince Kaideng is really good. Sincerely, he likes it here."
This is the big truth. I think that the UAE is desert except for deserts, and there are few such tree-lined residential areas in Western countries. As for the winding paths, it is probably only domestic.
Regarding the scenery here, Kaideng just feels novel, far from being a favorite, and a place that can't get the sun is considered a scenic spot? But his wife Nora said in the car that she felt very comfortable here.
Stay comfortable, the quasi-chief has several wives, but Nora is his favorite, he married back under the pressure of the family, and he hopes that she will give birth to himself.
Nora gave birth to two daughters in a row, but the other wives had already given birth to six sons. She finally gave birth to a son in the third child, but this son had six fingers on her left hand, and she collapsed in an instant.
In short, it is postpartum depression and prenatal stress. After knowing it is her son, she has perfect expectations, which caused her mental state to deteriorate sharply. It has been half a year, and it is still good and bad.
Classmate Kaideng felt very sorry for this lady, knowing that she thought it was good here, and that she was not short of money, so she was going to wrap it up soon, and to be honest, his wife really couldn’t stand the noisy environment.
"This..." The front desk hesitated when she heard the other party say this. In fact, she knew that she should refuse to do what she should do. It was unrealistic to make all appointments for a local tyrant.
But before that, she had rejected the other party many times in a row. If she refused again this time, she might seem to have some prejudices. A similar phenomenon was mentioned in the training, so she still said, "I will ask the leader for advice."
"No need to ask for instructions, it's impossible," a female voice rang not far away, and everyone turned around to see, but Ma Yuanyuan was standing there, not far behind her, Liu Haifang and Chen Taizhong stood side by side-the opening will be tomorrow , District Mayor Liu plans to live here at night and check the details again.
Ma Yuanyuan took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Comrade interpreter, please tell this prince. We are very happy that he can like this place. But the beautiful scenery belongs to everyone. We are hospitable, but please also Guests follow our rules."
The interpreter went to negotiate again, and after a few words, a stout man walked out of the crowd, holding a photo in his hand, and muttering vigorously.
When everyone looked at the photo, they were happy. Above is a group photo of two people, one is Whitney Houston, the other is Bei Chong's shoulder. So everyone turned their heads and looked at Chen Taizhong.
Chen Taizhong also shook his head dumbfounded and laughed and laughed, and this stout man is the opener, and the 30-hundred man in front is just his housekeeper.
Classmate Kai Deng took the photo and said that he has a good relationship with Whitney Houston, and the man in the photo is the actual ruler of Bei Chong. He hopes that everyone will look at this person and be tolerant-but very Sadly, he forgot the name of the man in the photo.
Now that he was ordered, he didn't bother to look on, strode over, and greeted each other in Arabic, "I'm very sorry, I am the maker of this rule, I think you should follow the rule."
"Oh," bin Laden looked at him, suddenly dizzy, why is this person actually present? And also speak Arabic? "I'm so sorry that I didn't recognize you, my wife..."
"Postpartum depression, I understand, your translation is still qualified," Chen Taizhongbai glanced at the translator-your kid's level is really close, "but no one can make noise here, no one can."
"Then... this is the only way to go," Kai Deng hesitated, and finally sighed heavily, "However, maybe you already know our eating habits?"
"We can provide the raw materials. You can make them yourself. There is a kitchen in the room." Chen Taizhong nodded. He still has this tolerance, but after a meal, he added, "You are not allowed to barbecue in the open air, otherwise you will be at your own risk. ."
The two of them talked lively, and the people next to him were stunned. Since I heard that a foreign tyrant came and wanted to cover the entire nursing home, many people rushed to watch the excitement and see how the people of Beichong deal with it.
The people in Beichong were surprised to find that Secretary Chen could even speak Emirati, and could not help whispering about it-our boss is too capable to do everything, right?
Among the onlookers, there are the guards of Mr. Zhao. When they are okay, they have to watch six roads and listen to all directions, watching a group of luxury cars coming in, and a group of foreigners coming down. That is even more important. Be vigilant.
After watching the whole show, the guards hurried back to report to the chief-in this small valley, many people really came, including the princes of the UAE.
"What's the matter with the prince?" Old Zhao dismissed this, but after hearing about it, his perception of Chen Taizhong improved a lot, "Xiao Chen, this fellow... It’s not bad, nor are the soldiers under him."
He has been on the battlefield to resist the United States and Aid Korea, and the unity cannot be missed. For foreigners, he really does not care. In fact, he is particularly uncomfortable with the attitude of worshipping foreigners and foreigners after the reform and opening up-this mentality is common. In the hearts of those old soldiers.
The opening of the Beichong Sanatorium has attracted many distinguished guests, but the overall specifications are not very high. Zhao Lao is a dying lieutenant general; Jing Lao is older and only a cultural celebrity. The UAE prince is just a guest of honor. Artists such as Anita are only somewhat famous and fans.
When it opened, the only officials who came to the officialdom were the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Li Qiang. Of course, Commander Zhao and Political Commissar Lu were both higher than him, but those two came for Mr. Zhao.
The opening process was also quite satisfactory. First, the secretary of the municipal party committee spoke, and then the guest, Commander Zhao, said casually. Originally, Chen Taizhong wanted Kai Deng to go up and say a few words-it doesn’t matter, you can speak Arabic. If you want to learn, I can still I will teach you two simple words of Hexi Chinese.
Kai Deng was depressed. He felt that the loudspeaker was too loud and noisy, so he decisively refused: I am here to consume.
Unexpectedly, more noisy things are still to come~EbookFREE.me~ After District Mayor Liu’s speech, Secretary Chen announced that the opening ceremony will be completed-set off firecrackers!
To celebrate this moment, the sanatorium bought firecrackers worth 20,000 yuan, lit the field, and threw a lot of firecrackers in. In the end, even the seal was too lazy to open, and they threw them directly into the pile of firecrackers. .
"I'm going!" Classmate Kaideng was immediately angry. He said a few loudly, and found that even the person closest to him could not hear what he was saying, so he turned and left in a fit of anger.
As soon as he left, others saw it, so his people followed hula la, and came to the villa yard more than two hundred meters away. The sound was much lower, and he shouted, "Is that no noise? Liar, despicable!"
The butler hesitated and spoke out to persuade him, "In fact, they are only open now, we are moving in early."
"Of course I know this!" Classmate Kai Deng waved his hand impatiently, turned to look at his wife, and asked concerned, "Nara, how do you feel?"
Nora is not an Arab, she is an Eastern European woman, but she also believes in religion, with a veil on her face, she replied softly in English, "It's just a short time, it doesn't matter."
The firecrackers did not last long, which was about half an hour. At this moment, the open boarding had entered the villa, and the sound became quieter. When the sound of the firecrackers stopped, he looked out the window, and immediately became furious." You can have this kind of smoke, so why don't you let us barbecue outdoors?"
You can imagine the smoke produced by firecrackers worth 20,000 yuan in half an hour. (To be continued.)