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Chapter 8 Make You Beautiful

"What bullshit rules, I'm the rules!" Yan Zhuo stepped up the steps one by one with angry steps. What did these mud legs treat themselves as?

He walked all the way to the top floor of the building, but after looking through the rooms on this floor, he did not see any room with the nameplate of the president's office.

Yan Zhuo, who couldn't vent his anger, actually stopped, and then he lost his energy again. This is probably what he meant.

While Yan Zhuo was wandering upstairs, Takahashi returned to Wanhu. He listened to the narrative of the two people in the guards and suppressed the gestures so that they didn't have to worry.

"Xinhua News Agency..." Takahashi recalled information about Xinhua News Agency in his mind. According to the description of the doorman, this guy who claimed to be from Xinhua News Agency did not look like a good person.

However, Takahashi was not surprised. The capital city has always been a place where fish and dragons are mixed. The same is true for the organization extending from the capital city.

He guessed that the person who came was probably the so-called Third Red Generation. Because at this stage, this group can show such a great sense of superiority to ordinary people.

Takahashi is still not surprised by this. The red country has been passed down from generation to generation. For these people, the entire country is not defeated by their fathers and grandparents. Of course, they can enjoy it as much as they want.

But understanding does not mean recognition. At the same time, Takahashi also thought that if tens of thousands of households want to return to China to develop, they will definitely not be able to avoid the red group.

But you cannot give up returning to China just because there is a foster class. It is like choking and you cannot let go of your foundation because of this little difficulty.

While Takahashi weighed the pros and cons, Yan Zhuo also walked downstairs. He was stunned when he saw Takahashi at first, and then immediately became angry and said, "How do you, the president? This is how the company is in charge? Look at how everyone in your company looks like!"

Takahashi watched Yan Zhuo get angry quietly, neither fitting nor having the intention of stepping forward to confront him.

Unexpectedly, such soft nails worked extremely well. Yan Zhuo, who seemed to want to overturn the entire ten thousand households, calmed down now.

Takahashi looked at Yan Zhuo's silence a little, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Hello, I am Takahashi, the president of Wanhu Co., Ltd.. However, as you see, I am just a soldier on the table, with no financial power or human rights. I feel very sad that you said they were crooked, but I have no choice. Please forgive me. By the way, are you from Xinhua News Agency? What's the point of doing when you come to Wanhu?"

The so-called "too-hide" person does not hit a smile. Although Takahashi's smile seems very hateful to Yan Zhuo, he has no reason to get angry.

He stared at Takahashi and said, "I saw a star named Takahashi in newspapers and TV. I think it may be a Chinese. I want to come and interview. If he is really a Chinese and has achieved such great achievements in Japan, it will be a glorious thing for all Chinese people."

Takahashi glanced at Yan Zhuo with a smile, then returned to his normal expression, and said extremely seriously, "I am Takahashi, and I am also a Chinese. As you said, I have indeed achieved a little success in Japan, which has made you notice. I am really embarrassed."

Is this really a mud-legged thing that may not necessarily graduate from a primary school?

Yan Zhuo listened to Gao Qiao's seemingly respectful words, and of course he could hear the outside of the words.

It seems that I have to take this guy seriously.

Although Yan Zhuo's father and grandfather were both old soldiers who had been tested, there were always people outside the mountain in the capital. People with higher levels than his father and grandfather could not count ten hands.

Therefore, you can be arrogant when you are arrogant, but you must also be arrogant when you need to lower your eyebrows.

Yan Zhuo's ability to see people's dishes is not about the ninety-nine perfect innate realms, but at least he can use it freely and easily.

He instantly changed into a kind expression that made people feel like spring breeze, and even added dialect to his language to express his affection. "You are not simple. But few Chinese people have opened columns in Japanese magazines and have special programs on Tokyo TV. There are very few who serve as presidents of Japanese companies. Besides, you are still so young, I want to interview you so that more people in China know you. Especially teenagers, with role models like you, I think they will work harder!"

There is nothing more than just this.

Although Takahashi had not undergone special training, he could also say a few words according to the cat and tiger. He took Yan Zhuo to the reception room and told his experience with a little interpretation. Yan Zhuo nodded repeatedly when he heard it, and his pen was also flying in the shorthand.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation. I don't think there will be corresponding reports in China in the future. At that time, we will definitely send you the relevant newspapers to see." Yan Zhuo happily closed the book, said a few more polite words, and left Wanhu accompanied by Takahashi.

The reason why Yan Zhuo had such a change from anger to a joy of leaving is very simple, just one word - profit.

Just now, Takahashi and Yan Zhuo expressed their determination to return to China to start a business and give back to the motherland, and asked Yan Zhuo to help with the operation. If it really does have a good effect, Wanhu Co., Ltd. will definitely give a good report.

On the one hand, attracting foreign investment is an important political achievement related to promotion, and on the other hand, it can also bring benefits to oneself. So why not be happy?

Although Yan Zhuo still looked down on Takahashi from the bottom of his heart, he was rich. In this era, he was rich and powerful, and he was the old man. He used his power to exchange money with him, which was a very fair transaction, right?

Yan Zhuo put Takahashi on an equal footing with him for the sake of money.

He looked back at the sign that Wanhu leaked, "Hmph, nouveau riche's mud legs."

Takahashi sent Yan Zhuogang away, and his uncle who was in charge of supervising the workers in the factory rushed over.

"Why is he here?" Uncle asked Takahashi as he looked at Yan Zhuo's back.

"What's wrong with Xinhua News Agency interviewing? Uncle, do you know him?" Takahashi was a little surprised that the uncle and the people around him had a little nervous attitude.

"Why don't you know Qiaoqiao, don't you remember him?" Uncle asked back.

Takahashi thought about it, but had no impression. He shook his head and said, "No impression..."

"It's not surprising that you didn't have an impression. You were sick and unconscious before. He came once at that time. I originally hoped that he could come forward to save you for the country, but I didn't expect...ah..." The uncle sighed when he said this.

The guard's uncle interrupted at this time, "You don't know how difficult it is for your uncle. He knelt down for that kid at that time, but the kid still didn't save you and stepped over your uncle's head. You are now promising, but don't forget your uncle, Takahashi!"

"Well, I know." Takahashi replied, while at the same time, there was a plan in his mind.

It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, so let you have a glory for a while.
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