The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 440
However, they also couldn't understand what Lin Shao said.

After a moment of stalemate, the leading man finally spoke fluent American English, smiled and said to the captain,

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, I've heard of you, the strongest dark horses from the empire. Today, in order to entertain distinguished guests from the East, we specially cover the cost of drinks in the entire bar..."

As he spoke, he waved, and someone handed him two glasses of wine, and he handed one of them to the captain, smiling with perfect etiquette,
"Hope you're having fun..."

Captain Jiang smiled, took the cup in dispensation, shook it lightly in his hand, and spoke fluent Italian,

"Didn't Mr. Ross say that we are yellow-skinned pigs just now? Why have we become dark horses again?"

Captain Jiang raised his cup to the man, and said with a half-smile,

"Why don't you just say we're chameleons?"

The face of the opposite person instantly became extremely ugly.

The stubborn people all sneered slightly triumphantly.

Think you can't understand your Italian?Our boss is someone who once won the European qualifying championship, and No.2 is your Italian driver.

It's a pity that none of you can understand Lin Shao's "ugly monster".

As the next opponents in the competition, the two parties certainly do not have a good impression of each other.

It's just that the face still has to be pretended.

So both parties wisely stopped pursuing this matter.

People on both sides began to play their own way in the bar.

At the beginning, the stubborn people were a little reluctant to let go, but seeing those white people having fun while still looking at them with contemptuous eyes, the team members all indulged.

The bar is not big, but the facilities are good.

The replayed metal music collided back and forth layer upon layer in the enclosed space, sending out huge and fierce reverberations.

Just when everyone was completely excited, the door was suddenly pushed open again.

The team member of the stubborn stone took a glance outside inadvertently, and his face sank.

That's the Korean team.

Unlike the treatment they received, the white people in Italy stood up and greeted them enthusiastically.

People from both sides smiled, hugged and shook hands warmly.

The female manager and captain Lin Shao were sitting together, seeing this scene, she said angrily,
"It's too much! This is simply stepping on our faces openly."

Lin Shao took a sip of the juice and glanced over there.

Dazzling lights swirled and poured down from the top of the head, illuminating the girl's eyes very clearly at this moment, and a bone-piercing chill burst out from the dark pupils.

In the next second, she withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes and said calmly,

"It doesn't matter, just trample them to death on the field."

Both the captain and the manager paused.

Lin Shao seldom speaks so presumptuously.

But in this understatement and cold tone, there is a condescending and domineering taste that is completely inconsistent with her appearance and aura.

The manager seemed a little surprised, but the captain remembered her father who was defeated by the Korean team and even died on the field. He pursed his lips and did not speak.

Next, the two rows of people in the entire bar were clearly separated.

The Italian team and the Korean team had a great time talking, laughing, singing, dancing, drinking and drinking.

The imperial team is also very comfortable playing with their own people.

Originally, I thought that this half day would pass in peace and harmony, but in the end, I still couldn't hold on to the barely peaceful atmosphere until the end.

Lin Shao was the first to hear the manager screaming.

She drank too much juice and was about to go to the bathroom to solve her physical problems.

Walking in slowly from the corridor covered with thick carpets, the private boxes on both sides have dim light emitting from it, and looking inside seems to be the coiled silk hole of a spider spirit.

(End of this chapter)