Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

Then another foreigner in a plaid shirt smiled and whispered to the foreigner, "you can't imagine that someone here knows Italian."

The foreigner in this Plaid Shirt speaks Spanish. It seems that the foreigner who apologized also knows Spanish.

The foreigner who apologized turned a little red and shook his head and said, "you'd better be careful. Maybe someone knows Spanish. This country is too big."

"No." the foreigner in the plaid shirt didn't believe it. He looked up at Xia Feng and said, "if I scold you, do you understand?"

Xia Feng was happy and said in Spanish, "you can try."

Foreigners with plaid shirts are stupid, and foreigners who apologize are happy.

Other foreigners were watching and thought it interesting. Another said in French, "what if I scold you?"

The foreigner seems to know Spanish at least.

"You can try," Xia Feng replied in French.

Du Mingzhu knows French and English. She studied in France. She didn't understand before. Now she understands. Xia Feng speaks serious French.

"He really knows a foreign language, and knows several." she was a little silly for a moment.

The foreigners' game continues. There are eight foreigners from five countries, but they understand nine languages. They communicate with each other, and then challenge Xia Feng. As a result, Xia Feng calls back.

All the foreigners were stunned. It's not uncommon to know one or two foreign languages. Almost everyone of these foreigners can know more than one foreign language, but it's amazing that Xia Feng can speak nine languages.

The first foreigner who apologized couldn't help asking, "what's your name and what's your job?"

At this time, he was already guessing in his heart that nine times out of ten Xia Feng was from the Chinese foreign affairs department. He dressed up as a pig and ate foreigners here.

"My name is Xia Feng." Xia Feng raised the key in his hand and said, "the driver of the first transportation team of the company."

While talking, his car was just full. Xia Feng got on the car, drove the car to the outer door and made room for other cars to load.

"My God." seeing that he was really a truck driver, a group of foreigners exclaimed. The man in the plaid shirt still didn't believe it. He asked Du Mingzhu, "Miss Du, is this man really from your company?"

"Ah? Oh, yes." Du Mingzhu also had some gods who did not belong to her.

She can speak nine foreign languages, which is really frightening. She did well when she was a child. She went to France to study by herself, but Xia Feng still frightened her when she was so rebellious.

She suddenly thought of what her cousin said when introducing Xia Feng that day: "this is a strange man."

At that time, she snorted, but now she suddenly said, "is this man really a strange man?"

That afternoon, before Xia Feng returned to the company, he received a call from the Secretary of the general manager and asked him to go to the general manager's office early tomorrow morning. The general manager wanted to see him.

"Shock a foreigner, it seems that there are some unexpected gains." Xia Feng was secretly happy.

Not only shocked the foreigner, but Ma Zhong and others shocked him out of his chin. Then Ma Zhong received a call from the logistics department and asked him to take Xia Feng's key. Tomorrow, another driver will be arranged to take over. Ma Zhong immediately shouted, "Xiaofeng, you're going to be promoted."

The pole shouted, "that's for sure. Xiaofeng is such a person. How can our little transport team live?"

Then he gathered in front of Xia Feng and said obscene on his face: "Xiao Feng, today I see that Du Mingzhu. Your eyes are wrong. If you are promoted, you may be able to soak her. Wow, that fairy spirit is floating. I don't know what it will be like at that time. If you can taste it, you can live ten years less."

"I'd better live ten more years," Xia Feng said with a smile.

Ma Zhong smiled, slapped on the shoulder of the pole and said, "I thought Xiaofeng was just like you."

The pole raised its head and said: "Like me, what's the matter? Men in this world don't just live these two liang, Xiaofeng. If you have the opportunity, you must chase such a beauty. It's rare. There's Kong Fuzhi. You know a foreign language anyway. You can try it if you have the opportunity. It's best to hold left and right. By the way, there's an assistant to the general manager, black rose. You can also try it, and the Secretary to the general manager..."

The man imagined that there was no bottom. Ma Zhong laughed. Xia Feng rose for a moment. He took out his mobile phone, called up the photo and asked, "is it her?"

This is a group photo of him and Kong Fuzhi. Of course, it's a normal group photo. It makes sense everywhere.

In fact, he also has an intimate photo of Kong Fuzhi. Of course, it can't be shown to others. There is a degree of showing off.

However, the poles only looked at the group photo and yelled, because the kongfu branch in the group photo, with a slight smile on the cold jade face, clearly had a good relationship with Xia Feng.

The telegraph pole suddenly knelt down on its knees, clasped hands and shouted in an indescribable voice, "master."

It really smells like a monkey.

Ma Zhong also struck Xia Feng on his shoulder with emotion: "Lao Xia, Lao Xia, it's really a realm to put it on your share."

Ma Zhong said he would take a seat to see him off. Of course Xia Feng wouldn't refuse. Halfway through the drink, he accidentally received a call from Du Mingzhu: "Xia Feng, I'll invite you to dinner in the evening. I have something to tell you. Are you free?"

"Have you finally looked at me?" Xia Feng was amused, but said, "Oh, manager Du, I'm sorry. Several friends of my transportation team heard that I'm leaving and want me to treat. I'm afraid I'm not free today."

There was a moment of silence. Du Mingzhu couldn't make an appointment with him. Du Mingzhu was obviously unhappy. Xia Feng could imagine Du Mingzhu's cold and arrogant face on the other end of the phone, which was slightly annoyed by setbacks, but it was dark joy in his heart.

"Oh." Du Mingzhu said, "let me tell you something."

Xia Feng said, "you say."

"That's right." Du Mingzhu said, "you should have received a call and be ready to let you be the director of the comprehensive liaison office."

"HMM." Xia Feng answered and whispered in his heart, "Hey, it's a pity that you can't stop Ben Shao's rising channel if you grow flowers on your face. What's the matter? Is there a little hot on your face?"

"Congratulations first." Du Mingzhu continued without sincerity, "but I think you are a little overqualified as the director of the blooming joint office?"

"I'm not a great talent." Xia Feng shouted in his heart, "I think brother Ding is a great talent now?" at the same time, he thought, "what does the weasel want to do to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken?"

Du Mingzhu didn't answer. Obviously, he didn't praise him from the bottom of his heart. He said, "I think you have a unique talent in sales, so I have a proposal. I'm going to set up another sales office. How about you being the director?"