Wife is not tired of fraud:Lord Lou,I was wrong!

Without waiting for Arthur to react, Park Shixun suddenly pressed the calculator again: "I found out that I made a mistake just now, you still have more than 3 million dividends left, round up, because of the brotherhood, count you 400 Wan, your medical expenses this time are 6,348,921... zero, 6,340,000, minus 4 million..."

"You should owe me 2.34 million." Park Shixun threw the calculator in front of him: "Twelve o'clock, I want to see the money."

Arthur: "...Why are there more?"

Park Shixun: "If there is doubt, I can do it again."

Arthur: "Of course I have, bring my son sour!"

"Take it easy, I'm going to pick up the child."

When Pu Shixun led a few children back, he just opened the door, and heard a grumpy roar from inside: "A ticket is 9,000 yuan, TM four people, the total is 36,000 yuan TMD, how much is going back and forth? Press wrong."

Lou Shiting: "The back and forth is TMD 72,000."

...

Rust Carter

Just when Arthur was about to go crazy by the number on the bill, Jiang Xiaomi had already set up a 'ring' in Jinmai Palace, waiting for his opponent to enter the arena.

Li Xiaojia and Acheng were wearing golden armor and a machete around their waists. The moment the sun shone on them, the light seemed to give the armor a soul, making everyone feel its majesty.

These two sets of golden armors were borrowed by Jiang Xiaomi from the commander of the guards.

In addition to the golden armored guards, there were also meeting recorders present. It was said that every word they said would be recorded, and it might even appear in the history of Ruscart.

When Jiang Xiaomi heard that he might be recorded in the annals of history, he hurriedly said, "Then we need to refine our language, otherwise the students will be miserable if they can't memorize it."

Li Xiaojia replied disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of, I don't want you to carry it."

Jiang Xiaomi: "..."

In order to highlight the solemnity, the negotiators all changed into the traditional costumes of their respective countries.

The Manluo people are generally sturdy, with dark brown skin and curly hair. With the blessing of traditional clothing, it is obvious that they come from a place with strong folk customs.

After the two parties sat down, Jiang Xiaomi was brewing the opening remarks, and someone from the negotiating team suddenly stood up in surprise: "Chairman Jiang!"

The man opened his mouth and uttered an East Asian dialect, probably because he was not very proficient, and it sounded a bit earthy.

Jiang Xiaomi looked at each other suspiciously: "You are..."

"It's me, Labrador."

"Pull... a Labrador?"

In order to wake up Jiang Xiaomi's memory, the Labrador quickly took off the decorations on his head: "Did you forget? It was the first time you went to see our leader, and I drove to pick you up."

Jiang Xiaomi hissed and got some impression: "Oh, I remembered, you are the bearded man, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's me, it's me, I didn't expect that, I changed clothes. You won't recognize it."

It should be a serious occasion, but because the two met, the atmosphere instantly eased a lot.

"Hey, how come you can speak East Asian now?" Jiang Xiaomi asked.

Labrador said: "The ore miners are all East Asians. The leader asked us to learn East Asian dialects well. One is to facilitate learning from each other in the future, and the other is to better communicate. Oh, yes, this is a gift from our leader to you. The country's meeting ceremony."

Jiang Xiaomi was about to reach out to pick it up, when she suddenly heard a cough from behind, she immediately retracted her hand: "Your leader is too polite."

The Labrador pushed the box containing the gift in front of Jiang Xiaomi: "I'll get it for you, I'm sorry to be a scumbag."