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Chapter 232 Building Prestige
"Let me tell you, the gun was pointed right in front of my head."

"You know how I handle it!"

"I ducked out of the way, and the other party's gun was shot crooked, and my car was completely destroyed."

"What? Why don't you subdue the other party, buddy, don't quarrel with me, it's a gun, not a knife, if you don't hide, your life will die."

After Zhang Wenkai finished speaking, he took a piece of milk tofu dipped in local milk tea and put it in his mouth. He savored the salty sour and sweet bitter taste. This delicious taste made him unable to stop.

The whole afternoon was basically spent on transplanting desert bluegrass. When I was going to eat in the evening, I happened to see the company's employees eating around a table.

These dozen or so people are all locals, and the food on the table is all their own specialties.

He thought, since he is eating anyway, why not eat with these people, the main thing is to get closer to the locals.

So Zhang Wenkai asked the chef to cook a few more dishes, and then he sat with these people.

At this time, he was bragging about some "glorious history", and Zhang Wenkai's words were so frothy that he calmed down this group of people.

Ordinary people have never seen a gun, or even heard the gunshot.

"There was a bang, the other party shot, and I dodged it, but then do you know what happened?" Zhang Wenkai stood up, stepped on the stool, and gestured with chopsticks in his hand.

"What's the matter?" There are always curious people asking.

"The opponent fired a second shot."

"I had already fallen to the ground, how could I avoid the second shot."

"At that time, I thought in my heart! My life is over, and I can't save my life."

Everyone sitting at the table was puzzled, isn't it good now!
"However, one of my employees blocked the shot for me." Zhang Wenkai said in a detour.

"Do you know how this employee is doing now?"

Zhang Wenkai stirred up the atmosphere at the table, and everyone followed his train of thought and continued to listen, either frowning or thinking.

"what happened?"

"Speak quickly!"

"It can't be dead!"

Zhang Wenkai shook his head heavily, and said loudly: "Now he is working as a researcher in our company, with a monthly salary of [-] yuan, and he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing."

His purpose was finally revealed. He wanted to instill in these people the idea that "as long as you follow what you do, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

When this seed is planted, these people will inevitably spread it before the folks in the village. At that time, even if their reputation spreads in the local area, everyone will rush to him.

Hearing Zhang Wenkai's words, everyone's eyes widened. They had never seen someone with a monthly salary of more than [-] yuan. Thank God that these people can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year.

"So I'm not scared at all when I see knives, but I've seen guns before." Zhang Wenkai said, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Bu He who was sitting by the table without speaking.

"But I'm still very interested in your knives. I wonder if you can let me see them."

The scene of "this" fell silent, and everyone hesitated. The knife is the lifeline of these people, how can they let others see it casually.

Zhang Wenkai had expected this to happen, so he raised the corner of his mouth and said to Bu He, "Bu He, show me your knife."

All eyes were on Bu He.

Knives are used to deal with enemies in the Mongols. The last time Bu He cut Zhang Wenkai with a knife, he lost his prestige. His behavior is not what a warrior should do, so he will be looked down upon by many people.

Hearing Zhang Wenkai mention his name, Bu He flinched back under his neck, obviously fear took over his heart again.

"Why? Afraid of this! Isn't it just to look at the knife!" Zhang Wenkai said with some disdain.

Bu He's face was flushed with suffocation. He hated people saying that he was timid. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

The person sitting next to Buhe felt a little disdainful when he saw Buhe like this. He reached out and pushed a handful of Buhe, then grabbed the cloth and the knife hanging on his trouser waist, and said to Zhang Wenkai, "It's done!"

Then he threw the knife to Zhang Wenkai.

Zhang Wenkai stretched out his hand and grabbed the knife. The first feeling was that it was very heavy. The handle of the knife was bent downwards, and the blade was also bent downwards. It was completely a curved knife.

The scabbard is made of ox horn, which looks quite primitive.

With a bang, Zhang Wenkai pulled out the scimitar. There was a trace of cold air on the scimitar. You don't need to try it to know how sharp it is. It will definitely snap.

"If Bu He succeeded at this time, I would have to confess my own life." Zhang Wenkai was also a little scared at this time.

Stab it!He closed the knife and put it on the table.

"Do you know who shot me?" After a long time, Zhang Wenkai looked at the crowd and asked blankly.

"Who dares to play with a gun?"

"Who?"

With a bang, the table was slapped and the dishes on the table jumped.

"An American, let me kill him if I catch him." Zhang Wenkai's tone was chilling.

The people sitting on the table were silent for a moment, no one dared to make a sound, and Bu He even trembled, and almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Wenkai could see everyone's expressions, he had already achieved the effect he wanted, his face softened, and he slowly showed a smile, looked at these people and said: "Today I talked a little too much. "

After speaking, he laughed at himself and shook his head, and planned to leave the table, because he no longer needed to stay here.

This is a man named Brutus, who stood up, stretched out an arm, and said loudly: "I didn't expect you, boss, to be a bloody person."

As the man spoke, he took out his water bag, and picked up a half-full bowl of white liquid.

"Please drink." Handed it to Zhang Wenkai and said.

Zhang Wenkai was taken aback, what is this?Looking at the people around him, he looked puzzled.

"Kumumiss!"

"It's ponies."

I wipe!People in this place also drink kumiss?kidding me!Isn't it what the Mongolians drink?

"Please!"

Looking at the half bowl of milky white kumiss in front of him, Zhang Wenkai was stunned.

"To answer or not to answer." Considering that he can't drink, he was very hesitant.

But beforehand, he had already understood the national customs here, and if he refused to take the drink, it would be disrespectful to the host.

Gritting his teeth, he reached out to take the bowl, and drank it in one bite.

When the wine was first imported, a creamy taste rushed straight into the nasal cavity, followed by a chocolate taste, and the spicy feeling could only be felt when it reached the throat.

"It must be at least thirty degrees." Zhang Wenkai felt the degree right away.

After drinking it, I feel warm in my stomach, and the strength of the alcohol is not very strong, because I don't feel any feeling after drinking it.

"Okay!" Many people cheered in unison.

Brutus gave a thumbs up and said, "Seeing that you are not strong, you are indeed in good health."

Because kumiss is famous for its anti-strength, and it also has the effect of invigorating the stomach and tonifying the kidney. People in poor health can't drink it at all.

"It's all trivial." Zhang Wenkai raised his hand and said, putting down the bowl.

But when Zhang Wenkai put down the bowl, he felt that the alcohol was getting stronger and his face was getting hot.

"Eat, I'll go outside to cool off." Zhang Wenkai said and left the cafeteria.

(End of this chapter)