Lost, completely lost.

Morita ripped off his tie from his neck angrily and shouted at Kiyoshi Fujino, "Didn't Qin Dong accept our conditions? Why did he suddenly jump out? What's going on with that Mei?..."

He lay down on the sofa with panting, "Funo, you go to Rongya beer immediately. Qin Dong took our camera and yen, we can't let him succeed..."

Kiyoshi Fujino's face looked very calm, "Mr. Morita, I'm sorry, I can't do this."

Hmm?

Morita raised his head in surprise, "Dare you dare to disobey my order?"

Kiyoshi Fujino was still very calm, "I'm about to join the Asahi Beer. To be precise, I'm not an employee of Komori Company now."

This is his last contract at Komori Company. Since the contract failed, he did not need to stay. Looking at the trapped beast in Morita, Kiyoshi Fujino looked contemptuous, and he pushed the door out, allowing Morita to roar behind him.

Zhongjiawa.

This was the second time Fujino has been here. At the entrance of the alley, several children were playing glass balls. When they saw him, a child immediately ran towards the depths of the alley.

"Oh, is he here?" Qin Dong had just gotten off work. He wiped his face with a towel and wet the towel in the basin. "Then let him come in."

Fujino obviously knew the way. When he pushed open the yard door again, Qin Dong was looking at him with a smile. Behind him was the child who had eaten a few plates of steak that day.

Everything seems to be yesterday.

"Prepare to go to our factory to sue me for your camera?" Qin Dong smiled, "Oh, there is still yen."

"No..." Kiyoshi Fujino immediately lost his words and denied it.

"It's okay, you can sue it, but I won't return the camera to you..." Qin Dong smiled again, "And, please tell Mr. Morita that you have adopted my wine pipe machine improvement technology, and in the future, you will also ask you to send the money to me on time every year."

He handed a newspaper to Fujino, which was a "Qinwan Daily" with a photo on it. Under Qin Dong's leadership, Morita and Fujino were visiting the packaging workshop, and all the words Morita said in person were printed on the newspaper.

The understanding of Qin Dong has already begun since Fujino first walked into this yard. As he expected, Morita would not be cheaper in Qin Dong.

"I gave the camera, it's my gift," Fujino sat down on the chair. "As for the annual fee, I can convey it to Mr. Morita for you. I'm sorry, I can't send it to you in person."

He looked at Du Xiaoshu with a vigilant look on his face, "Today, I am no longer an employee of Xiaosen Company. After returning to China, I will work at Chaohui Beer."

Hmm.

Qin Dong waved his hand and said, "Sit in the room." He felt that Fujino had no malice, and he seemed to be not the same as Morita.

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, you are the one I have seen in China and knows the best beer." Fujino Kiyoshi Masato said, "I have also seen your character. There is a saying in your country that you can't be defeated by your might and you can't be moved by your poor. This is reflected in Mr. Qin. If possible, can I make friends with Mr. Qin?"

Even if he received an expensive camera, even if he provided annual fees, he was invited to visit Japan, which was a huge temptation for an ordinary person, but Qin Dong still chose - objected.

"friend?"

Qin Dong stared into Kiyoshi Fujino's eyes, "I said that when the enemy comes, we have a hunting rifle, when the friend comes, we have a good wine, I hope we can become friends."

"Then I'm honored." Fujino stood up and bowed deeply, "Then my words will count. As a friend, I invite you to visit Japan at the right time. I will return to China tomorrow. I am still engaged in the beer industry. I hope Mr. Qin can drink our Chaohui's beer."

Fujino picked up his bag and was about to go out, "Wait." Qin Dongdao, "Since you are a friend, you are going to return to China and leave Qinwan, then I will see you off in the form of a friend."

"Friend's way?" Fujino was stunned.

...

The sea breeze blows strongly, and the bonfire is beating.

The flames reddened Fujino Kiyoshi's face, and sparks floated in front of him from time to time, making this cold spring night even warmer.

"Come on, I'll give you another bottle." Qin Dong raised the beer in his hand. More than a dozen bottles of wine were lying on the ground, but neither of them was drunk. It was the most comfortable and comfortable time.

Bang--

The glass bottles collided and made a crisp sound. Lu Xuguang handed over a few roasted starfishes. On the barbecue grill, Du Xiaoju was smearing the sauce made by Qin Dong on the meat.

"Qin Dongjun, you have a very beautiful girlfriend," under the influence of alcohol, Kiyoshi Fujino no longer reserved. Once his emotions were relaxed, his voice became louder and his movements became louder. "Look, my wife." He took out his wallet from his arms and showed it to Qin Dong.

There was a photo in his wallet, and a woman in a kimono was holding a boy in her arms, staring at the person in front of her gently, "Your wife is also very beautiful." Qin Dong said loudly. He looked at Du Xiaoju over there. When he heard the word "wife", Du Xiaoju looked at him shyly and immediately lowered her head.

"Qinwan is also a beautiful city, like my hometown Otaru City..."

Kiyoshi Fujino stood up staggeringly, holding the wine bottle in one hand and waving the other hand, slowly turning around the bonfire.

"Yaah, Lansolan, Solan, Solan, Solan, Solan, Solan, Solan, Hi-Hi-

Listen to the crying sounds of the sea and singing, the brave fishermen love the ocean…”

Lu Xuguang, Du Xiaoju and others looked at the Japanese who were immersed in their singing curiously, but they were soon attracted by the singing.

The singing is national, but national is worldly!

This song "Traveling the Net" is a Hokkaido folk song, to be precise, a folk song by fishermen in Otaru City, not far from Sapporo, when they go out to fish in the sea.

The folk songs were originally bright and powerful, but Kiyoshi Fujino sang them very quietly and sadly...

Qin Dong did not stand up, but he added a few more firewood to the bonfire, and the low and thick Mongolian long tunes sounded leisurely in the sea breeze.

Grassland, cattle and sheepskin, yurt...

He only returned to Qinwan from the grassland when he was in his teens, whether it was the sea or the grassland, his hometown.

“Ah—ha—oh—ah—”

“Ah—ha—ah—ah—”

“Ah—ha—hey—hey—hey—”

"Ahhaha—ahhh—ahhh—ahhh—ahhh—ahhh—ahh—ahh——”

"From the grassland to Tiananmen Square, hold up the golden cup and sing the battle-sing-"

"The hero's motherland stands in the east, like the rising sun shines—"

The melodious and long Mongolian tune is vast and lingering, bold and romantic. Du Xiaoju couldn't help but walk to Qin Dong and sat down gently.

She has never been to the grassland, but she can feel the stories and sorrows inside...

Kiyoshi Fujino lowered his head, scooped a handful of tears, and drank the beer, but the tears could no longer be suppressed...
Chapter completed!