Thinking about it, he was very aggressive, but in one day he stopped fighting, and all the battles disappeared, and the old Suzuki was also in a hurry.

It seems that relying on power is also a technical job. It is useless to brag just by relying on your own strength.

Look at the military reclamation city at this moment, even though the Bellcake Group is one of the major consortiums in the island country, it has no capital for arrogantness.

The key is that others have nothing to do with you. What’s the use of how strong you are? They don’t rely on you, but you are asking others for it at this moment.

On the first day of check-in, I made an appointment with Wang Lina the next day, but Wang Lina was busy and had no time to see him these two days.

The helpless old Suzuki had to take a few subordinates to take a tour of the scenery in the Military Reclamation City.

The island country is a country with very developed public transportation and has made use of resources to the greatest extent. The transportation costs are low.

But what about people here? Transportation is free. Although there is no subway, it is important that people cannot use subway here.

With vast land, luxurious and atmospheric buildings, and spacious roads, how many cars can’t run away? Is there any need to dig a hole to make a subway?

Facing the prosperous and orderly city, Old Suzuki suddenly felt powerless.

When I came, I was full of confidence and felt that I had a lot of bargaining chips to negotiate, and even re-used the same tricks. According to the strategy of mainland China, I occupied my own proportion with my reputation as an investment.

But the industrial zone that is several times larger than the city itself makes his original confidence disappear all of a sudden. How could such a city be invested with him?

A sense of powerlessness filled the whole body of Old Suzuki. I can't remember how long it took for him to feel like this. He has become accustomed to the feeling of calling the wind and rain.

Now, walking in this strange country and strange city, he is just an octogenarian, an old man who is about to exhaust his physical strength and energy.

The eyes of several followers were not enough, and they observed everything around them in surprise.

It seems inaccurate to simply describe neatness or development, but there is no suitable word.

Suddenly, a few colorful Uyghur girls broke into their eyes, young, beautiful and energetic.

Then, they realized that these girls are the city, and the exact definition is "energy"

Yes, the word "vigor" is the most accurate description of this city.

Old Suzuki suddenly couldn't walk anymore and sat under a parasol on the side of the road.

This is also one of the characteristics of the city. The roadside is full of chairs and umbrellas for rest, as well as beautiful bathrooms and drinking water.

Old Suzuki was sitting on the chair and gasping for breath, a little girl like a flower ran over with a large glass of juice:

"Grandpa, you're thirsty, I'll treat you to juice."

Old Suzuki couldn't understand Chinese, but he could understand what the little girl wanted to express.

He stood up politely and bowed, which was the etiquette of their country.

The little girl jumped away in a hurry, shook her little hand and shouted, "The old man can't salute the child, drink it quickly, I see you are so thirsty. I'll treat you."

The translation translated the little girl's words to Lao Suzuki. This old man with a tough nerve like a steel wire suddenly felt his eyes hot.

He took a big sip with the cup, and the sour and sweet cold liquid with the fragrance of pomegranate flowed into his mouth, making his whole spirit shocked.

Old Suzuki looked at the little girl and asked, "What's your name? Why are you invited to drink juice?"

Dilraba blinked her beautiful big eyes:

"You have a lot of difficulty walking, and they don't know how to support you. Such things will be scolded for us!"

Several followers lowered their heads and dared not speak, so they also wanted to help them, but the president refused to let them go. They always said that they were getting stronger.

Old Suzuki didn't know what to say? But he felt very comfortable. A long-lost feeling of warmth made him feel that he was really old.

"Your juice is delicious, where did you buy it? I can buy it and treat you."

Di Lieba smiled and pointed to the catering car not far away:

"Grandpa, this is what my mother made. You don't need to invite her. I'll treat her as much as you want."

When he heard that it was made by someone else's own home, Old Suzuki also jokingly and asked with a smile:

"Where are the five of us, have you invited them?"

Di Lieba waved her hand indifferently: "I'll ask for it, please, our military reclamation city people will not be stingy."

After saying that, Di Lieba ran to her stall and told her mother about treating her.

Reina didn't care at all. Uyghurs were originally a hospitable nation, and her life problems had been completely solved. Reina was in a good mood recently and had no suitable words to describe it.

At this time, Old Suzuki and others also came over. Hearing that they were foreigners, Reina became even more enthusiastic.

The military reclamation city is full of foreigners, so she is not surprised, but because of their identities, Reina has an additional sense of mission as a master.

Although the household registration has not been transferred yet, Xiaoguaizi has already agreed to help her. Soon she and her daughter are also from the Military Reclamation City.

Reina's beauty and hospitality moved Lao Suzuki and others very much. They were used to being flattered. They were suddenly treated coldly these two days, and Lao Suzuki was losing.

As a result, two women suddenly appeared, who had never met each other, but treated them with their kindness and sincerity.

Although a few cups of juice are not valuable, the meaning of this is really touching. After all, I really have never met before...

Several people drank the juice and thanked him sincerely, but they had not forgotten to praise Reina's skills.

This praise is really not a compliment, it is really delicious. The few of them have never tasted pure natural juice like this.

You should know that the fruits and melons in northern Xinjiang can be called kings all over the world because of their unique geographical location.

So, the natural taste of this juice was not mentioned. After drinking one cup, several people couldn't help but ask for the second cup.

As an islander, he has to turn to eat watermelons. Although he is not short of money, his living habits are there.

He was naturally surprised by such a generous woman. The key is that she is really not polite and doesn’t even want to give money.

These large glasses of juice are not cheap in island countries.

Of course, Old Suzuki would not take advantage of this kind and insisted on giving money. The two sides were arguing, and the little kidnapped came.

Seeing the bustling in the stall, I thought the fight had started, so I pushed a few people away and squeezed in.

After understanding the original position, he couldn't help but smile. These islanders were pretty good and knew to be polite, so he waved his hand:
Chapter completed!