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"Why was he fired"

Lin Fei didn't know about this.

"I also want to know."

The little prince Baal also said at this time that he also knew John.

Steven, but never met in person.

"Don't you read the newspaper?"

"John.

Steven was fired at last week's Volkswagen board meeting for opposing the sale of Automobili Lamborghini."

"Poor John.

Shi Wen, who has been the president for so many years, worked so hard for Automobili Lamborghini that he didn't take a day off."

"The group of Volkswagen's board of directors... son of a bitch, they say layoffs will be layoffs, completely ignoring his feelings."

Zhou Wenya didn't speak, but the restaurant manager spoke for John.

Steven complained, and even swears.

"So it is."

Lin Fei nodded when he heard this, John.

Steven was probably feeling bad, he drank a little more red wine, and got drunk as a result.

"You are scolding the board of directors of Volkswagen"

"You don't like them either"

"I'll just say they're son of a bitch."

"How can Automobili Lamborghini be sold?"

"What a company! My little Rambo."

John.

Steven stumbled over suddenly.

He drank in a daze, and when he heard someone mention him here, he shook off the support of the two waiters and came to Lin Fei's table.

"Mr. John, you are drunk."

"I'll help you go back."

"I'll have someone take you home."

The restaurant manager was taken aback and didn't expect the old man to come over.

If this disturbed Lin Fei and the others, they might even be sued.

"Family"

"I don't want home, I want my little Rambo."

"I warn you, don't say I'm drunk, whoever says I'm drunk will never end with me."

John.

Steven shook his bag, seeing that everyone didn't answer him.

He stumbled to the door of the restaurant again, and the waiter was about to send him off, but he rudely pushed him away.

Lin Fei looked at John quietly.

Steven pushed open the door and went out, the old man was quite grumpy, but he liked it.

Terrible old man.

How the hell did you get laid off from the motherfucker Volkswagen board.

He also cursed in his heart.

"Mr. Lin, I, can I have a small request."

Zhou Wenya suddenly walked up to Lin Fei.

"What's your business"

Lin Fei looked at her.

"I want to drive John.

Steven, I don't want anything to happen to him."

It was getting late outside, Zhou Wenya was worried about John.

Steven was so drunk that he couldn't see the road clearly, and he might fall over.

After all, the old man is in his [-]s. If he falls at this age, he may not be able to stand up again.

"You are our tour guide now."