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"My sister Momo..." I let out a long sigh.

"Stop the bird! For the sake of my sister, I will give up my life once to pick up these Korean guests." I said solemnly and generously.

Momo haha: "Xiao Ji, I... I'm convinced!"

I grinned, my expression was very chaotic.

I'm done with Momo!He asked her very formally who these Korean guests were.

Momo took out a form and handed it to me: "There are five people in the group, three are representatives of the entertainment company, and two are investors of the entertainment company."

I took a look and said, "Park Young-ho, Park Soon-nam, are these two brothers?"

Momo said: "The answer is wrong, it's brother and sister, the elder brother is Park Yinghao, and the younger sister is Park Soonnam."

Oh... I nodded and muttered, Park Yinghao, Yinghao... Hey, isn't this the Park xx who I texted with?

In recent days, he has been very considerate, sending text messages to Eight every now and then to chat about clumsy little Chinese literature and art, and just yesterday, he even wrote a poem.

The little poem is as follows.

"eight

I am willing to let my left leg become seven

Let the right leg become nine

i will bend down

Gaze affectionately, you in the Arabian state. "

This little poem does not have any rules, but it is actually very rascal and connotative, with specific and multiple connotations, I will not explain it, everyone can guess by themselves.

I replied purely at the time, I don't understand.

Park Youngho hehe.

Unexpected, unexpected, Pu Yinghao, you really came.

In this regard, I am deeply touched by nature.

"Hey! Hey! Your god, where have you gone?"

Momo lightly kicked my leg with her toe.

I oh...

Come back!

I asked Momo seriously: "Well, I was thinking, who is the translator for our reception work this time, and what is our specific reception task?"

Momo replied: "The task of reception is to show them around the bq culture, and then lead them to eat, drink and have fun. Finally, test their intentions and see if they want to cooperate. If so, how do they plan to cooperate? As for translation..."

Just as Momo said this, the door opened, and a sunny and beautiful girl came in.

"Sister Momo, what did you call me?"

I turned around and looked, I almost didn't recognize it, isn't this Xiaoyun?

That's right, she is the little tender model, classmate Xiaoyun, who I owed to her in my previous life and saved her life twice for nothing.

After two trials of life and death, Xiaoyun obviously had an epiphany.

The haze that once shrouded her Yintang has disappeared, replaced by a handsome and sunny temperament.

Xiaoyun wore a black tight-fitting silk cotton suspender on her upper body, a black knee-length skirt with tulle on her lower body, and a pair of black leather high-heeled sandals.

She has a great figure, legs, long, straight, and white.

With such a figure and complexion, against the backdrop of the pure black dress, she looked even more noble, glamorous, charming and charming.

Seeing Xiaoyun coming in, Momo raised her spirits and said, "Xiao Ji, when bq was first established, Xiaoyun told me that she didn't want to be a model anymore. I talked to Li Xue, and the company sent her to study for a while. The operation and management of modern industrial and commercial enterprises, and now, Xiaoyun is my assistant."

I turned my head and looked at Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun walked over generously, stretched out her hand, and said affectionately, "Thank you, Dr. Ji, my benefactor, the patron saint of my life, and my eternal hero."

Can I say I'm dizzy?

This... this elevates my personality too high.I... I'm too embarrassed to admire Xiaoyun's beautiful legs.

I stretched out my claws seriously, gently grasped Xiaoyun's pink and tender little claws and said, "Xiaoyun, we don't have such a flattering land, it's not good to pull it too high."

Momo chimed in: "Yes! In fact, our doctor Ji is a little hooligan. The only difference between him and other hooligans is that he has his own professional ethics."

Xiaoyun burst out laughing, the sunshine in her smile was bright.

Ye Xuan and Xiao Fei also laughed, especially Xiao Fei, who laughed wickedly.

After everyone laughed, Momo cut to the chase: "Xiao Ji, what about Xiao Yun, she is your Korean translator."

I froze for a while.

Xiaoyun said generously: "I went to a foreign language school in a technical secondary school, majoring in Korean courses. My first boyfriend was a Korean. However, he is dead, completely dead in my heart."

I agreed: "That's right, which girl or guy hasn't done anything wrong, the key is to turn around in time. Xiaoyun, you are doing the right thing. Think about it, we Chinese have more than one billion, and a good man has one billion if he doesn't have [-] million." Billion, we look so energetic, there is no need to go to such a small country to find a boyfriend, right?"

Xiaoyun couldn't hold back her joy: "Yes! Mr. Ji, you are so right!"

After I finished speaking, I turned my gaze to Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei, who used to be a brain-dead Hallyu fan, now bowed her head in shame.

At this time I said: "But we cannot have extreme nationalism. Our Chinese nation is a hospitable nation. They come from afar. We must do our best to entertain them and fulfill our duties as hosts. We can't think that others are small and have no It's not right to bully others. We have to be friendly, understand?"

Xiaoyun couldn't hold back anymore, she covered her mouth and giggled, "I understand, I understand."

I nodded approvingly, then turned to Momo and said, "Now, I would like to ask Comrade Momo to move to my small club, and let some local doctors in the office help Comrade Momo get rid of stubborn diseases."

Momo: "Okay! As long as you don't kill me, you can treat me as you like."

I gritted my teeth and made a bad face. I thought Momo was seriously ill, so I didn't make things difficult for her.

This is going to be put to rest, hehe... a proper chest attack!

I took out my mobile phone and called Xiaotao, and after a while I said I would send a patient there, Xiaotao said it was all right.I asked Xiaotao again, how is the half-immortal running away?

Xiao Tao was silent.

I was startled.

Xiao Tao said, "Banxian'er drank too much."

Me: "What the hell! Didn't anyone do anything about it? Did he use wine to drown his sorrows?"

Xiao Tao replied: "No, the certificate will come out in two days. It was the people in the bureau who invited him to dinner, and then he got too drunk at the wine table, so he called back. I will pick him up later."

I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay! You go and pick him up, you can't let him go lightly when you're done, you bastard, it's too shallow, drink as soon as you invite, and drink as soon as you drink! It seems that in the future, this public relations will not let him done."

Xiao Tao said, "That's right! You can't let Banxian out of the clubhouse."

After I finished cursing the banxian, I put down the phone and said to Momo: "Let's go, let's pick up the car, I will take you to my club first, and then pick up the Koreans."

We went downstairs, Xiaoyun drove Momo's Q5, and I drove the company's new Ford Explorer.

I first sent Momo to the clubhouse and handed it over to Xiaotao and his wife. After finishing the work, I let Ye Xuan and Xiaofei who came with me familiarize themselves with the clubhouse environment, and at the same time asked Sun Qixiu to take time to take them with me.

Then, seeing that there was still time, he drove Xiao Tao to pick up Banxian.

Banxian drank it in the cafeteria of his unit. When I went there, he was lying in the dormitory of his unit.

"This brother really, came up, bored two white ones first, and then poured them down, without taking a bite of the food." The staff in charge of taking care of me told me in an affirmative tone.

I didn't say a word, Heimian nodded, let Xiao Tao take the half fairy, got in the car, and drove back to the club.

After all the troubles were over, Xiaoyun and I went straight to the airport in a car.

When I got to the place, I found a sign, and under Xiaoyun's guidance, I wrote "Park Young-ho" in Korean characters, and stood at the airport gate, waiting for someone to come.

Before I met Park Young-ho, I had countless imaginations about this wretched Korean literary man.

I guess he should be a very handsome, unrestrained and handsome image.

This standard image of Korean beauty has stolen the hearts of many Chinese girls.

Unfortunately, as Her Lady Queen said, girls, you have all been cheated.

There is a great female philosopher, after experiencing countless painful feelings, she summed up an experience that is invariable.

That is to say, the appearance of a man is like a mushroom in the forest, the more beautiful it grows, the more poisonous it will be!On the contrary, those seemingly inconspicuous mushrooms contain rich nutrition.

Besides, when a pretty little girl goes into the forest with a small bamboo basket on her back, she will always pick delicious mushrooms, and a little girl will never touch poisonous mushrooms...

This also confirms a folk theory, that is, more ugly men marry beautiful wives, and more handsome men marry yellow-faced wives!

So, boys, work hard!No matter how unattractive you feel now, as long as you work hard, one day, you will have a beautiful wife!

Park Young Ho!

I thought he was a handsome man, but when the Korean flight arrived in Hong Kong, and a young man stood not far away and waved his arms to greet me, I was stunned.

This guy is actually a fat man!White, chubby, little fat man wearing a pair of tiny gold-rimmed glasses!

He is fat, wearing a small white t-shirt, with a happy smile on his chubby face.A wretched little evil flickered in the narrowed eyes.He happily, like a baby elephant that has just found its mother, let go of his thick legs, carrying a big suitcase, whoosh...

ran to me.

I carefully looked at the bridge of the nose and cheekbones of the little fat man, um, yes, there are indeed traces of artificiality.And these two artificial traces also properly concealed the wretchedness hidden between his brows, otherwise, he would really be a chubby chubby.

"Hello, I'm Park Young-ho, may I ask if you are the representative of bq culture?" Little Fatty spoke fluent Chinese.

I smiled like this, stretched out my claws, held Xiaopang's white and tender claws, and said with a faint smile: "I am the representative of bq culture, and my surname is Ji."

"Mr. Ji, hello, let me introduce..." Little Fatty didn't have the airs of a little nobleman at all. He put down his suitcase and walked enthusiastically in front of several people.

"This is Han xx, our operation consultant, this is Li xx, our image director, and this is Jin xx, he is our choreographer."

Looking at these three men in strange clothes, I felt a strong evil spirit.

That's right, it's evil spirits!

I shake hands one by one.

Little Fatty turned his head at this moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, whoosh...

In a flash.

he swish...

He took back a white-skinned, long-haired girl in jeans wearing big sunglasses.

The girl bowed her head, muttering in a language I couldn't understand, struggling to break free from the little fat boy's hand.

The little fat boy wiped the sweat off his face with a smile: "This is my sister, Pu Shunnan. Come here, Shunnan, say hello to Mr. Ji."

Park Shunnan walked past with his head down, bowed his waist, muttered something, bowed his waist...

I was taken aback.

Xiaoyun said, "Hello."

Me: "Hello, hello."

Pu Shunnan bowed again, turned around and laughed loudly with the three evil guys in words I couldn't understand.

I ignored it, but I saw a murderous look on Xiaoyun's face.

People receive it and open the way.

When walking outside the airport, Xiaoyun walked beside me and said in a low voice, "That Bangzi girl said you are ugly and rustic."

I grinned and said, "She's not hypocritical, she's a real person. I guess there's no such thing as a town house in their place. If there was, she would have to say I'm a town house."

Xiaoyun burst into laughter, glanced at me and said, "Brother Ji, you, no wonder Sister Momo admires you, and now I obey you too."