The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

  Chapter 594 He doesn't look like the actor, I suggest you check more

  Whether Yan Ruqing eats the meal or not, Wu Yuan has to say this.

   This is the minimum etiquette.

People do not blame.

  Unexpectedly, Yan Ruqing readily agreed, and specified what to eat: "Okay, let's eat stewed pork rice another day, please."

   Okay, I still want to save money for myself.

  After Yan Ruqing left, Wu Yuan called Song Xian from Panpan Furniture Office.

   Sure enough, everything has been done.

   In this way, don’t say that you are invited to eat braised pork rice.

  Even if Wu Yuan is asked to make her a braised pork meal, Wu Yuan can agree.

   After all, such a living Bodhisattva who responds to requests can be offered.

  However, Wu Yuan agreed to invite Yan Ruqing to dinner, but rejected Sara's invitation several times.

   I really have spent the past few days in the courtyard with all my heart and soul, and I don't have that kind of leisure.

  In addition, it was a bit strenuous to communicate with Sarah, an Italian girl, and had to go through Hu Yao's unappetizing dead face.

   Even so, that night, when Wu Yuan returned to the Asian Games Village Hotel, he was blocked by Sarah.

  Seeing that as soon as Wu Yuan came back, Sara, a foreign woman with strong capital, rushed straight up, and the girls in the hotel stared straight at her.

  Although they were used to seeing foreigners hugging and knew that it was a courtesy, but this time they were hugging the young and wealthy Boss Wu, the man of their dreams.

  Actually, Wu Yuan was a little caught off guard.

   After all, he just came back from the courtyard, covered in plaster. Who would have thought that Sarah could hug him so unscrupulously.

   It turned out to be better now, both of them had putty on their bodies.

   But Sarah said happily: "It's okay, I live here too, just go back and change. But Wu, we have to have a meal to celebrate, here."

   I don't know if it's Wu Yuan's illusion, but he always feels that the dead face of translator Hu Yao is showing signs of melting ice.

  Of course, seeing that Sara has moved from BJ Hotel to Asian Games Village Hotel for a meal, this sincerity is enough.

   More importantly, Wu Yuan couldn't find a reason to refuse when he was blocked on the spot.

   We can only make an appointment to meet in a Chinese restaurant for a while.

  Wu Yuan just got out, went upstairs and returned to the room, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and closed the door with his hair still wet.

  After the results came out, I realized that it was too early.

  The time for a woman to change clothes is no faster than for him to take a bath.

   Sarah is no exception.

  The pretty lady in the Chinese restaurant led him to a seat by the window and sat down, "Boss Wu, you can actually use the hair dryer in the room to do your hair."

  Wu Yuan really doesn't have the habit of blowing his hair. He is very used to the process of hair changing from wet to fluffy gradually.

   I was just reminded by the young lady kindly, so I had no choice but to make use of the topic: "I'm not afraid of making our international friends wait for a long time, so I came down after waiting anxiously, without even drinking my saliva."

   "Oh, then I'll make you a pot of tea, please wait a moment."

"Thanks."

   Look at their service attitude, it's in place.

  Wait until the waitress brought back the hot tea, and Wu Yuan drank it until his mouth was almost tasteless, then Sarah in a dress and Hu Yao in a silver public relations outfit appeared.

  Wu Yuan raised his wrist to look at his watch, good guy, an hour has passed.

   That's an hour! That's right!

  The Shanghai brand watch given by my daughter-in-law has always been accurate and cannot be wrong.

   I have to admit that Sara, an Italian girl, does have some capital.

  Young, knowledgeable, and rich.

  Whether it is career capital or physical capital, there are.

  But Wu Yuan couldn't understand her eyes, and he was always immune to her.

  So when Sara came to the front with a proud face, Wu Yuan directly lit the watch on his neck.

   There was no words, only heavy knocking, and the actions were very rude.

  Sara didn’t understand at first, thinking that Wu Yuan was asking her for a famous watch or something, so she agreed.

   As a result, Hu Yao did not translate it, but conveyed Wu Yuan's possible meaning to her: "Boss Wu may feel that we made him wait too long."

   Sarah didn’t know what to say: “Long time? Not too long, right?”

  Hu Yao showed her wristwatch to Sara and said, "One hour has passed since we met in the lobby just now."

   "Oh, my God," Sarah hurriedly rushed to Wu Yuan, apologizing persistently, Sao Rui Sao Rui kept talking.

  It sounds like a cat crying for spring.

Then he explained seriously: "Actually, Boss Wu, the reason why I took so long to change my clothes is that this meal is hard-earned, and I also want to use this meal to ask you an important question." .so…"

  Wu Yuan can't really care about international friends.

   What's more, watching a beautiful and hot female foreign guest keep apologizing to herself, all the people around her have already turned their attention.

  Wu Yuan didn't want to be the target of public criticism.

  So he pressed his hand and said: "Sit down, sit down, let's order quickly, my stomach is already playing empty tricks."

  The waitress came over with a smile on her face, and looked at the majestic career line displayed by Sarah's deep V neckline, she couldn't take her eyes back.

   When Wu Yuan asked to order, she realized that Boss Wu didn't even look at it.

   Immediately, the smile became more enthusiastic, and the tone became more gentle.

   Bow slightly, bow again, bow again.

   Forget it, no matter how you bow down, it is not as rich as other foreigners.

   After ordering, Wu Yuan raised his head and returned the menu to the young lady, but found that Hu Yao was still explaining gestures to Sara, so he urged, "If you have anything to say, let's finish ordering first, okay?"

  Hu Yao turned around and muttered: "Isn't it all your fault, what an empty city plan!"

  Wu Yuan is also confident: "It's almost enough for you to translate, and it's over when the meaning is in place."

   Hu Yao blurted out: "Sara is learning Chinese, she can understand some simple pronunciation and words."

  Wu Yuan couldn't help waving his hands when he heard the words: "Hello, BJ!"

  Sara pointed at him and said directly: "Wu Yuan!"

  The two looked at each other and laughed, which attracted another wave of attention.

   Soon, the two of them finished ordering. There were almost six dishes and one soup.

   Wu Yuan's stomach can't wait, and he can even cook the second half of a pot of rice.

  Sara said first: "Wu, in fact, for this meal, firstly, I want to thank you sincerely, and secondly, I want to ask you for advice. What should the Fendi brand do in the Chinese market?"

  Wu Yuan said without hesitation: "Of course, it is to stabilize and solidify the current limited channels, so that the Fendi brand can penetrate into more families and lay the foundation for the subsequent comprehensive entry into the Chinese market."

  How did Hu Yao feel and hear these words so familiar!

  Oh, by the way, leaders or scholars and professors in the Mainland like to use this sentence pattern when making reports.

  The key point is that Wu Yuan is not a leading professor or anything, he is just a grassroots boss.

   Maybe he said this, but he didn't seem to act it.

   Would you like to suggest that Sarah look it up again?

  (end of this chapter)