At the end of January in the capital, the climate is really not covered!

It was cold, dry and strong, and dark clouds covered the sun and exhaust air covered the sky. Joyce, who was in the northern hemisphere for the first time, burst into tears on the spot.

The eyes are red and the tears are weeping.

Uncle Yang was puzzled, and he asked in shock: "Why are you crying?"

Zheng Zhiyi was also surprised: "Yes, shouldn't we cry?"

Joyce wiped his eyes and said, "I'm Trachoma."

Those Chinese people are very good at pretending. The university professor Tu Xin said on the plane that he was airsick. He occupied the widest seat and then put it down and pretended to be weak. He even needed to serve him in food.

But after getting off the plane, his condition changed suddenly, and he suddenly changed from Robert Banner to Hulk. He got off the plane and took a quick step and fell to the ground, kissing the land with deep affection.

Zheng Zhiyi couldn't stand it anymore, and he sneered and turned his head to pretend that he didn't see this scene.

Yang Shubao felt even more disgusting. It was good that this old guy left China and went to South Africa. He was not a talent at all, but a personal rape.

Liu Wenhuai was most upset when he saw this, so he walked up and said, "Professor Tu, what are you doing? This is Kuala Lumpur, our plane needs to be replenished here. What do you mean by kneeling here?"

Tu Xin was sleeping when the plane descended just now, and he didn't know where the plane landed.

Sure enough, Liu Wenhuai's words fooled him. He subconsciously stood up and asked, "Is this the capital of the motherland?"

"There are three capitals of your motherland, which one do you ask?" Liu Wenhuai continued to criticize him.

Someone in the Chinese sect said, "Old Tu, Mr. Liu is joking with you, this is the capital."

Liu Wenhuai smiled and said, "Is that so? Oh, then I'm confused when I sleep."

Tu Xin glared at him fiercely. How could he not know that Liu Wenhuai was deliberately fooling him?

He had already stood up now, and it was not right for him to kneel down again, so he had to follow the team away in disappointment.

The State Foreign Affairs Bureau has arranged a pick-up team, and several business vehicles picked them up in one go and sent them all to the Diaoyutai Hotel.

Only people have heard of Yang Shubao in this hotel, and he has never even visited him at close range. Now, he has benefited from the senior officials in South Africa and finally moved into this royal garden.

Although the capital was cold and dry and windy at this time, the scenery in the hotel was still good, especially to welcome the upcoming New Year, the hotel has many decorations for the atmosphere, which makes Yang Shubao feel very belonging.

After packing his luggage, he immediately opened a video with his father. The mobile phone signal was connected, and Yang Zhengnian's big face appeared on the screen.

Uncle Yang exclaimed: "Oh, Dad, you, why are your skin so white and tender? You are young and handsome."

Yang Zhengnian asked suspiciously: "Is there anything you need to ask your father? Why did your dog spit out the beefy?"

Nicole laughed when she heard this. She leaned over and looked at her and exclaimed: "God, Dad, you have become much handsome and younger, so handsome!"

Yang Zhengnian's face smiled like a flower: "Is there any? Haha, maybe I've been doing well at home in the past few months, and your grandfather dug a stick on the mountain in autumn. Don't I drink it every day? It seems that this wild stick is... "

"That's right, you're still shit, why don't you just pee?" Zheng Qihong's voice sounded, "You just changed your phone. Your phone comes with a beauty camera. You're so embarrassed to laugh, are you really living in a beauty camera?"

Yang Zhengnian said unhappily: "What are you doing this tiger girl?"

"What did you say to me? Try to say it again!" Zheng Qihong's tone increased several decibels.

When Yang Shubao saw that the Northeast Civil War was about to begin, he quickly changed the topic: "I live in Diaoyutai now. Come and show you the scenery of Diaoyutai!"

Zheng Qihong took away his cell phone and asked with concern: "Ah? Are you fishing? Why are you still fishing in this cold weather? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Nicole lay on Yang Uncle Bao's shoulder and smiled, trembling with flowers. Zheng Qihong nodded seriously and said, "Well, my daughter-in-law is getting more and more handsome as she grows. This is so beautiful when she smiles. Lao Yang, come here, how do you take a screenshot of your mobile phone? I'll take a few photos for the old ladies in our office, so that they can envy you."

"You find it yourself, I won't." Yang Zhengnian groaned.

"Look at the scenery here first, mom, this is the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, the 800-year-old royal garden!"

They were going to stay in this royal garden for two days, rest on the first day, and the Chinese side held a reception dinner the next day.

The dinner is huge in scale, with top leaders from China and South Africa, as well as talents who have made special contributions to South Africa and talents who have made special contributions to South Africa in China. It is considered a party.

The party was followed by media throughout the process. A team of makeup artists put on makeup and dresses throughout the afternoon before the start.

Nicole is naturally beautiful and she is even more radiant after professional makeup.

After the talent team entered the reception, almost all media turned the camera to her first. Yang Shubao followed her and Nicole snuggled beside him with his arm in his arms, smiling slightly, and he wanted to speak, but it attracted a lot of people.

Especially male videographers.

The reception was chaired by the Secretary-General of the State, and senior officials such as the Ministry of Finance and Foreign Affairs came. This was a China-Africa friendly meeting.

This is the first time Yang Shubao has participated in such an occasion, but someone has already trained them. All he has to do is not talk casually. This kind of cocktail party is not a place for them to expand their connections. The reason why it is held is to provide promotional materials to the media.

The Secretary-General first gave a toast and then accepted media interviews with the Vice President.

After a few questions, the reception officially begins. At this time, the media will conduct one-to-one or multiple-to-one interviews, and the interviewees will be customized.

A staff member followed Yang Shubao and Nicole. If they need it, they can say something. The staff member helps pick up the meal and pours wine. When the media interviews, the staff member has to check it. When the reporter’s question is wrong or when they answer a question, the staff member can directly interrupt them and terminate the interview.

The reception was filled with delicious food and wine. Yang Shubao quietly let go of his belt and prepared to kill everyone. Then he was surrounded by five or six reporters at the first time.

Yang Shubao was surprised. Is he so famous in the country? Are he so awesome?

But the reporters' subsequent questions made him wake up quickly: "Hello, Mr. Yang, please introduce yourself, okay?"

Old Yang calmed down all of a sudden. It turns out that he doesn’t know who he is at all?

When the reporters dispersed, Yang Shubao told Zheng Zhiyi awkwardly. Zheng Zhiyi smiled gracefully while giving the small mouthful of folk wine: "It's normal for reporters to find you first, you're benefiting from Nicole."

"Have you got the money from me?" Nicole asked with wide eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her green eyes emitted a ray of confusion. If this occasion was not suitable, Old Yang would have wanted to hug her and kiss her.
Chapter completed!