Ji Lan really wanted to talk to Luo Hui, deepen the impression in his heart, and warm each other's emotions.

To be honest, she was very interested in Luo Hui. Of course, this interest did not refer to the evil interest in that aspect, but some mysteries on Luo Hui. These mysteries have always been a headache for the big giants in the domestic and even international diet, and they are also talked about. These mysteries made her feel that Luo Hui was filled with a layer of mysterious brilliance, which made her dazzling.

"Mr. Ji, please go out first. I want to be alone and think carefully about how to kill the American man later." Luo Hui could naturally guess some of her thoughts from Ji Lan's hot eyes, and waved her hand and said.

"Then Mr. Luo, please think slowly. If you have any questions, call me at any time." Luo Hui's order to expel guests made Ji Lan slightly stunned, and she felt a little disappointed. She nodded and turned around to withdraw.

"Also, Mr. Ji, please don't call me Mr. Luo in the future. Just call me Xiaohui like my uncle. In addition, I don't like to show off. For example, what I said when I was down there today, you don't say anything again in the future." Luo Hui looked at her lightly, although his tone was light, there was no doubt.

"I know Mr. Luo, you are a person who likes to be low-key, but what I say is what Mr. Yu means." Ji Lan was a little disappointed when she saw Luo Hui taking the initiative to call him Xiaohui, she was immediately flattered and even moved, because this means that Luo Hui treats his elders and respects him!

"Okay, I understand, thank you." Luo Hui smiled bitterly. It seemed that my uncle couldn't stand his low profile at all.

"Okay." Ji Lan exited the private room and brought the door with her.

When Luo Hui was sharpening the knife, Yu Jieying had already received the lamb to be slaughtered. Of course, whether it was a lamb or a wolf depends on whether Luo Hui's knife was sharpened quickly and how good the kung fu was.

The Lamb or Jackal is an American named Lanzaff. He is in his fifties. He is much lower than the average height of Americans. He is a third-class disabled person, but his figure is much fatter than the big fat man, but he is a few levels worse than the fat brother Jin Xiaocheng just now. This makes him look like he doesn't feel much different, just like a meat ball.

Lanzaff didn't know if it was because of his high IQ, which led to his overwhelming intelligence. Or because he used hair removal agents as shampoo. In short, his head was bare and there was no miscellaneous hair.

Lanzaff was Yu Jieying's partner during his hard work in the United States. The two have been working together for more than ten years and have always been very happy. He also ate the catering industry, and most of the industries in Yu Jieying's United States were handled for him.

Yu Jieying received Lanzaff at the exit. The two of them hugged each other enthusiastically, and then arrived in front of Yu Jieying's car in the parking lot... Yu Jieying's car was newly bought not long ago, and the BMW X-Series that had just been launched in Germany. There was no need to buy it in China. Yu Jieying still used a friend's relationship and got it back from Germany.

"Oh. Dear Yu, your car is so beautiful, so grand, as heroic as your personality... But driving such a car in China looks very ostentatious." Lanzaff looked at this domineering latest X-Series BMW, touching its beautiful outline and exquisite paint, and praised it. However, he looked at Yu Jieying with a smile and said, "Yu, you haven't been in vain in the United States for these years. You have learned all the publicity of our American President..."

The chubby Lanzaff spoke authentic American English, and after speaking, he gave Yu Jieying a thumbs up.

However, this was somewhat teasing in Yu Jieying's ears. Yu Jieying smiled, and he spoke fluent American English, and he countered quietly, "Brown said it. You are more insincere than me... When we come to China, we have learned the honesty of our Chinese people."

"Frankly?" Lanzaff was puzzled and seemed to figure something out soon. He laughed loudly, "You are wrong. Brown has always been honest with his friends. Why did he learn it when he came to your China?"

"Oh, no, Brown, I'm not talking about this." Yu Jieying stretched out her index finger with a strange smile and shook her left and right.

"Oh, what are you talking about?" After hearing what he said, Lanzaff was in a fog again.

Yu Jieying smiled but said nothing, just pointed to Lanzafu's baldness.

"Oh my God!" Lanzaf was stunned, touched his head, and immediately exclaimed, "Damn it, I forgot to wear a hat." He quickly turned out a baseball hat from the delicate suitcase in his hand, put it on his head and covered the baldness, giving Yu Jieying a full-scale rolling eyes, "Yu, you are not kind, you actually make fun of me for my baldness."

"Make fun? Brown, you misunderstood me." Yu Jieying expressed anger. "You only take off your hat when you go to bed at night in the United States. Even when you have sex with you, you won't take it off... But when you come to our Chinese territory, in broad daylight, or in public like high-speed rail stations, you will take off your hat... I thought you learned to meet honestly as soon as you came to our China."

After saying that, Yu Jieying shook his eyes at him, so angry that Lanzafu was like a cat with his tail stepped on, and said furiously, "When I was on the high-speed rail just now, there was an air conditioner in the car... I got off the high-speed rail and it was as hot as a stove... I was not used to it, so I took off my hat. Have you forgotten to wear it..."

"Oh..." Yu Jieying suddenly realized, "It turns out that Brown, you are just because of the heat. It turns out that you have not learned to meet honestly..."

"Yu, you!" Lanzaff was so angry that he was about to vomit blood from his words. He stomped his feet in anger and accused Yu Jieying severely, saying, "Yu, you are so disappointing to me. Don't mention that we have been friends for many years, just say that you China is a country of etiquette... As a member of the country of etiquette, are you treating friends from afar like this?"

"Hehe, our China is a country of etiquette, which is absolutely true..." Yu Jieying laughed. He only said half of this, leaving half for Lanzafu to take the bait.

Sure enough, Lanzaff took the bait, and the fat man pretended to be very angry, "Yu, you should know that in front of foreign friends, you represent your Great China... With your attitude towards friends from afar, you still have the nerve to call China a country of etiquette."

"Brown, the reason why I became like this is no longer a polite citizen of a country, is it because I have been in your America for too long..." Yu Jieying spread her hands helplessly.
Chapter completed!