125: C125 Two Hundred and Eighty Thousand Paired with Three Hundred and Sixty-nine Pancakes

C125 Two Hundred and Eighty Thousand Paired with Three Hundred and Sixty-nine Pancakes

While Wendu was eating, he heard his phone ring. Wendu quickly ate two mouthfuls of rice and took out his phone to see the words "Han Gao".

Wendu mumbled in confusion, "Why did Han Gao call me?"

Xiaoxiao gulped down a mouthful of soup, "Bro, Han Gao definitely has something on his mind when he calls you."

An Qing's mouth was stuffed with food as she replied, "Yes, yes." She nodded heavily twice, then lowered her head and struggled again.

Wendu clicked on the call.

"Hello, Han Gao, why are you looking for me?" Japan, that Japan? "Alright, I'll be there after the meal."

After hanging up the phone, Wendu said to Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, come with me in a while." Wendu was not afraid of Japanese. On the contrary, he only hated Japanese and wanted Xiao Xiao to be an interpreter.

"I want to go too! I want to go too. " An Qing waved her hand, causing Wendu's gaze to focus on her.

"Where are you going?" Wendu asked and then explained, "I asked Xiaoxiao to translate it for me. What if someone scolds me and I don't understand?" Wendu explained so much to An Qing because he didn't want her to cause any trouble.

"I can't go find Chen Xing?" After An Qing finished her sentence, she took two more mouthfuls of the rice.

"Sure, sure. As long as you're happy." Wendu shrugged helplessly and lowered his head to eat the meal that he did not finish.

"..."

A Japanese, who was standing in front of Wendu, introduced himself, "Hello, Lu Xiansheng. I'm the manager of the rice fragrance breeding industry. I've been working in the well for three times now." He extended his hand towards Wendu.

Wendu saw that Japanese was not tall, had small eyes, and was wearing a deceptively clothing. It looked like it had two or five hundred and eighty thousand pieces.

Wendu didn't shake hands. He looked at the short man in front of him with a cold face: "If you have something to say, then just say it. If you don't, then I won't do it."

The three men in the well were furious. He retracted his outstretched hand and began to mutter to the people around him. Anyway, Wendu didn't understand.

The one beside him was not tall either. He had a flat nose and a big face. He was also dressed like a dog. It was as if they were three hundred and sixty-nine cakes. If they stood together, it would be a perfect match. One for two hundred and eighty thousand, one for three hundred and sixty-nine.

Although Wendu didn't understand what was going on, Han Gao, who was standing behind him, understood what was going on and Xiaoxiao also understood what was going on beside him.

Ye Zichen pulled on Wendu's clothes, "Bro, he said we're not polite."

Wendu smiled and patted his hands, "It's alright. Let him say it, we don't welcome him here anyway."

"Mr Lu." The three people beside the well spoke, speaking in their national language.

Wendu looked at him in confusion, waiting for his next words.

The man adjusted his collar, "Mr Lu, Mr. San would like to take a look at your breeding grounds. I wonder if you agree to this Wendu?" That person had his head held high, speaking very arrogantly.

Wendu looked at him playfully with his arrogant face: "Sorry, dogs are not allowed to enter my breeding ground."

"You …" That person pointed at Wendu, but when he saw Wendu's gaze, he still translated Wendu's words in chattering.

After listening three times down the well, he looked at Wendu and said, "Oh my god, can I keep my dog away from this place?" he said, pointing to his interpreter.

The translator still had his head held high. He felt that being a dog was a great honor and a great honor.

Wendu looked at Xiaoxiao, and got her to translate what he wanted to say next.

"To me, you, Japanese, are also a dog." Wendu sneered, looking at the three mouths below the well, "It's better not to visit. Come from the river, go to the pot quickly!"

The three people below the well were furious after hearing the little translator's words. He jumped up and pointed at Wendu: "You really have no manners. You really shamed your home country."

At first, Wendu didn't understand. He was still smiling, but after hearing the translation, his face suddenly turned cold.1

He coldly looked at the three mouths below the well and said, "No matter who goes in, they will not let your dog in." Wendu shook his hands, "Xiaoxiao, let's go."

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the three chunks of the well that were about to leave. He shouted, "I have something that I must tell you."

Sanjing turned around in surprise. "Did you change your mind? Yuki!"

"No, that's what it is," Wendu shouted.

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