Chapter 37 Jiang Taigong fishing, willing to take the bait
When the old man was about to fall to the ground, Qiao Ran quickly stretched out his hand to help the old man up. He looked at the man with cold eyes who thought he was being treated unfairly but had a fierce look on his face.
"I asked this old man to sit down and eat together. What he wants to do is our business. There is no need for you to meddle in other people's business and apologize to this old man." Qiao Qianqian ordered coldly.
"I know you women all like foreigners, but you also like old men. You women are indeed bitches who worship foreigners and favor foreigners...ah..." Before the man could finish his words, Qiao Ran quickly kicked him hard.
in men.
The unspeakable pain caused the man to cower on the ground and tremble all over, unable to even scream.
"What are you guys doing? Why don't you hurry up and beat this bitch to death..." The man who had regained his composure said viciously to the men next to him.
Seeing this, several gangsters rushed towards Qiao Ran together. Until they rushed in front of Qiao Ran, Qiao Ran remained motionless. Tao Tao was so frightened that he rushed forward, trying to protect Qiao Ran with his body.
Qiao Ran quickly pulled Tao Tao behind him, and quickly kicked the stomachs of several men who rushed up. The pain caused several men to fall to the ground and cover their stomachs, with grim and painful expressions.
"Brother, this woman knows martial arts, we are no match for her." A man with yellow hair said in a painful voice.
"I didn't expect you had so many brushes and you committed..." Before the man could finish the last word, a meatball covered in chili powder flew into the man's mouth.
The meatballs and chili powder suddenly got stuck in the man's throat, making him unable to breathe because of the spicy taste. The uncomfortable man clutched his throat and made an excruciating sound.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
Several people nearby slapped the man on the back hard, and then they spat out the meatballs in the man's throat.
At this time, the man's throat was burning, his nose was full of tears, and he stared at Qiao Ran fiercely, but he did not dare to say another dirty word.
"I'm going to call someone to take care of you right now. If you have the guts, just wait for me and don't leave." The man dropped these words viciously and limped away in embarrassment.
"Bah bang bang..." The foreign old man clapped his hands and looked at Qiao Ran with admiration: "I have always known that people in your country know martial arts, but in the past I only saw it in TV series. Today I saw it in reality. It is better than TV
It's much more exciting here, one against five, girl, you are really amazing."
"Old sir, I just shocked you, do you still want to sit down and eat supper?" Qiao Ran asked with a smile.
"Of course, I'm not full yet. You're so good at martial arts, what do I have to be afraid of?" the old man said, sitting up on the table and picking up a piece of beef for hot pot.
"Qiao Ran, let's leave quickly. If they call a lot of people, you will suffer a loss!" Tao Tao said worriedly, looking at the direction in which the men were leaving.
"Don't worry, they won't dare to come again. Sit down and eat in peace." Qiao Ran said, pulling Tao Tao down and sitting down.
"I have eaten delicious food all over the world, and the food from your country is the best for me, especially this hot pot. In the cold winter, sitting on the roadside in the open air, blowing the cold north wind, drinking ice-cold beer, and eating it will burn your mouth.
Hot pot, life is so beautiful." The old foreigner sighed.
"Uncle, my best friend, we really have the same understanding as heroes. I also like to eat hot pot and drink cold beer at roadside stalls in winter. I think this is one of the great pleasures in life." Qiao Ran said happily.
"What? You called me uncle? Do you think I'm old?" The foreign old man looked at Qiao Ran unhappily.
"Uncle is the honorific title given to the elderly in our country. It is as cordial to one's own relatives and friends. I treat you as a friend, so that's why I address you with this honorific. If you don't like it, I will continue to call you Mr."
"That's it, then just call me uncle." After hearing Qiao Ran's explanation, the foreign old man happily accepted the title.
"Uncle, in order to pay tribute to our friendship today, I will do it, you can do whatever you want!" Qiao Ran said, picking up a large glass of beer and drinking it.
Not to be outdone, the foreign old man also started drinking. Tao Tao also picked up the cup when he saw this, but she really couldn't stand the cold beer. After a few sips, her teeth chattered and she put down the cup.
"Qiao Ran, drinking too much ice is bad for your health. Put it down quickly!" Tao Tao worriedly reached for Qiao Ran's cup, but his hand was held tightly by Qiao Ran. He didn't wait until the wine in the cup was finished.
Let go of her hand.
Qiao Ran put down her cup and saw that there was still half a glass of beer in the foreign old man's cup, but she did not stop her. She watched the old man drink with a smile until the old man finished the wine in the cup and raised his hands to clap.
"The uncle is the uncle. This tenacity of never admitting defeat is worth learning from us young people. Let's eat barbecue!" Qiao Ran handed a bunch of beef skewers sprinkled with wine and red chili powder to the old man.
"Naughty!"
"Coming back and forth is not a gentleman. I can't let the uncle think we are rude." Qiao Ran said with a playful smile.
"Okay, tonight I will accompany you to the end!"
"I will also accompany you to the end!"
After three rounds of drinking, I don’t know how many cold beers I drank. In the cold north wind, hailstones the size of salt grains began to fall from the sky, falling on people’s hair, clothes, and food on the table.
The crowd in the lively food alley gradually dispersed. Qiao Ran, Tao Tao and the old foreigner did not leave immediately. They added hot pot soup base to the hail and cleared up some leftovers on the table.
Then he left the food stall with shaky steps.
"Uncle... uncle, will you continue to drink tomorrow?" Qiao Ran asked in a stuttering voice while supporting the swaying old man.
"No...no, no, tomorrow is my sleep...sleep...sleep day. I have to sleep until tomorrow afternoon before getting up to start working and begging for food!" the old man stammered.
"Then I'll take you home!"
"No, I...I...just take a taxi." The old man stopped a tricycle on the roadside!
Qiao Ran opened the door of the tricycle, and while helping the old man get into the tricycle, he said in a gentle voice in fluent Italian: "Then I wish Mr. Gabriel Bryan a good night and a sweet dream!"
The old man who had just sat down looked at Qiao Ran with burning eyes and responded in Italian: "When did you recognize me?"
"Mr. Brian's beggar makeup is very good, but you only pay attention to covering your face and clothes, but forget to take care of your hands. There is a thick layer of calluses between your left hand and the middle, which is the result of years of grinding with pens.
"Although you can also write and design with your right hand, you are more accustomed to using your left hand. Over time, the callus on your left hand is thicker than that on your right hand." Qiao Ran explained with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to know this secret. Who are you?" Brian looked at Qiao Ran carefully.
In front of outsiders, he always painted with his right hand. The secret that his left hand was more flexible than his right hand was only known to him and his divorced wife.
Even his children didn't know that the little baby in front of him actually knew such a hidden secret, which made him feel very incredible.
"It doesn't really matter how I know. What's important is that I had a great time drinking with Brian tonight. I hope Brian can take the time to read this document for the sake of us getting along well!" Qiao Ran
As he spoke, he took out a black folder from his backpack and handed it to Brian.
"So you are waiting for me tonight? How did you know I would come here?" Brian looked at Qiao Ran with even more confusion.
"The idiom of "waiting for rabbits" is wrong. I am just like Jiang Taigong fishing. Anyone who wants to take the bait will take the bait. Today, Mr. Brian took the initiative to come to my dining table. I am not begging Mr. Brian to come and have dinner with me. All I can say is this
It's the fate between us. It's getting late, Mr. Brian, please go back and rest."
Brian looked at Qiao Ran meaningfully and left in a tricycle.
"Sister Ran, what are you talking to me about? Which Chinese language are you speaking? Why can't I understand it at all?"
“Italian dialect, if you don’t understand it, it’s normal!”
Tao Tao looked at Qiao Ran like a madman. Even if he knew Italian, he could also speak other people's dialects.
"Sister Ran is my sister Ran, awesome, what did you say to him? Why did you give him a document? Who is he?"
"He is Gabriel Bryan."
"What? He is Mr. Gabriel Bryan? That beggar uncle is the founder of Hot Group? Then why didn't you tell me earlier so that I could introduce our company to him." Tao Tao raised his voice in disbelief.
"Do you think that when others come to Beihong Country, they will not know the details of the Song family, and they will need you to waste time introducing the company?"
"Yes, yes, but..."
"Stop it, it's getting late, go back to bed!"
"how about you?"
"I've called for a driver. He'll be here in a minute. You should go back quickly."
"I'll wait with you until the driver arrives." Tao Tao said uneasily.
"No, please go back quickly, I'll be fine." Qiao Ran said and pushed Tao Tao away.
After watching Tao Tao disappear into the alley, Qiao Ran walked to the driver's seat and opened the door.
"Bang..." With a sound, the car door that had just been opened was slammed shut by a slender and handsome hand.