Chapter 121 Eighty Doorstep (121) Yen
"Sister, what are you doing?" Mo Hongmei pulled down Mo Hongying's hand and looked at her in surprise.
"That Japanese guy is fake." Mo Hongying looked back at her slightly and said.
"False? How did you know?" Mo Hongmei looked at her in shock and said, her eyes almost popping out of the window.
"That Japanese is not right, it's very fake." Mo Hongying looked at her with bottomless eyes and said.
"How did you know?" Mo Hongmei blinked and looked at her and asked.
"I'm learning Japanese recently, is it okay if I don't know?" Mo Hongying looked back at Director Ma and Mr. Fujita as they passed by her.
"Then stop them quickly!" Mo Hongmei said anxiously.
"Wait a minute." Mo Hongying pulled her and said, "Go find your partner. He should be able to speak simple Cantonese, right?"
"Yes, yes! I often travel to the south. If I can speak some Cantonese, I won't be deceived." Mo Hongmei narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the dog translator and said, "Isn't that dog translator also fake?"
"Fake." Mo Hongying looked at her with deep eyes and said, "Bad southern accent, mixed with northern accent."
"Then I'll find someone to verify it." Mo Hongmei said with a dark face, "What a bastard, you tricked us." She turned and walked towards the bicycle, "Sister, let me borrow your bicycle."
Mo Hongying turned around and caught up with her and said, "Go to the public security bureau to report the crime."
"Report a crime?" Mo Hongmei, who had already turned the car around, looked at her doubtfully and said after thinking for a while, "I understand, this is a fraud."
"Yes, yes!" Mo Hongying nodded, and then added, "Go to the university to find a Japanese teacher and ask him to distinguish the authenticity. He will be more convincing."
"What about you!" Mo Hongmei looked at her worriedly and asked.
"I'll drag them until you come." Mo Hongying patted her shoulder and said, "Go quickly!"
"Oh!" Mo Hongmei pedaled her bicycle as if on hot wheels and left the machinery factory.
Mo Hongying opened her mouth, "My food!" She said to herself, "Forget it." She turned around and chased Director Ma and the others.
Mo Hongying followed Director Ma and the others to the production plant area and the conference room.
"Let's go!" The director of the factory office waved them away, "Don't disturb us here, let's go, let's go."
Mo Hongying couldn't stay outside the conference room and followed the big guys to leave.
"Why did you invite the little devil!"
"What a bad guy this kid is! If you don't want to treat anyone, please treat them."
"We are begging them now, but what can we do? Without technical experts, our machines cannot function."
"I'm afraid we'll make a mistake. After all, he's a kid with a blood feud."
"Probably not. What the newspapers write about is the introduction of foreign investment. It doesn't matter how many factories introduce little Japanese production lines. We must be fine too."
"You can't call me a kid anymore, you have to call me a Japanese from now on."
"For so many years, I have been called "Japanese" and "Japanese". I'm really not used to being called Japanese all of a sudden."
"The friendship between China and Japan cannot be brought up in the past. We must look forward."
"I can not do it."
"Then keep it in mind and don't show it on your face."
Mo Hongying followed them for a while, then stopped, looked back and saw that no one was outside the two-story cement building, and walked quickly to the corridor outside the first-floor conference room.
Mo Hongying listened to Mr. Fujita's voice coming from inside. This nonsense Japanese was used to deceive people who have never heard Japanese.
"Mr. Fujita said that he was very sincere. He thought that after his father surrendered, the Chinese were very kind to their captives, so they asked him to come back and see." Translator Wang said word by word, with a very sincere attitude.
To be honest, I was very fond of hearing this. Mo Hongying cursed in her heart.
Sure enough, Director Ma was very moved and kept saying thank you.
"These are the results of Mr. Fujita's technical research." Translator Wang handed a stack of drawings from his briefcase to Director Ma and said, "These product design drawings are very popular in Japan."
"Is this suitable for us?" Factory Director Ma hesitated to answer, "Let's see if Mr. Fujita will make mistakes!"
When Translator Wang heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes and he said, "No, no, these are product design drawings that will be eliminated." He said truthfully, "But to you, they are advanced products."
Mo Hongying looked at the factory director through the window and took the drawings with both hands. She felt like she had found a treasure and looked at Mr. Fujita with tears of gratitude.
Mr. Fujita's words are so sincere that I can't help but feel irritated.
It is true that we are lagging behind at this stage. This is true. Chinese people are still simple and kind. They accept the arrogant criticism from others with an open mind.
By doing this, it would be easy for Director Ma and others to remove the atrium.
Mr. Fujita looked at Translator Wang, their eyes met, and there was a hint of a successful smile in his eyes.
Director Ma and the others' attention was completely attracted by the drawings, and they couldn't see them at all.
Translator Wang suppressed the slightly raised corners of his mouth, made a fist and coughed twice, "Director Ma, how sincere are we?"
"That's great, thank you!" Director Ma stood up and looked at them sincerely and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you."
Mo Hongying pursed her lips and snickered. It was not unusual to thank someone verbally. Looking at Translator Wang, his eyes were filled with evil.
"Director Ma, we are very sincere." Wang Translator's eyes fell on the product design opened in Director Ma's hand.
You're just saying thank you, but you're just kidding me!
Factory Director Ma was not stupid, so he naturally heard the meaning behind his words, "I asked the finance department to prepare the three hundred thousand cash and bring it to you right away."
Mo Hongying's black eyes shrank when she heard this. Do you need to pay her now? what to do?
He turned around and entered the office. He looked at the thermos bottle with a red Double Happiness shell on the filing cabinet that was only half a person's height. He went up to pick it up and said, "It's full."
Mo Hongying took the thermos bottle and knocked on the door of the conference room. Without waiting for the sound to come from inside, she pushed the door open and went in.
Director Ma turned his head slightly and looked at Mo Hongying who opened the door and walked in. He muttered in his heart: Why is she here? This is not the place she should be.
Looking at the thermos bottle in her hand, she swallowed back the words of reprimand that came to her lips.
It’s not easy to say anything in front of outsiders?
Mo Hongying leaned forward and said with a smile, "Drink water, please drink water." She filled the tea cups on the desk in front of them to seven-tenths full.
"Xiao Mo, after pouring the water, please leave!" Director Ma looked at Mo Hongying kindly and said.
"Director Ma, I don't know much." Mo Hongying put the thermos bottle in her hand on the desk, looked at Translator Wang with a red face and said sheepishly, "Translator Wang, I want to see what the Japanese yen looks like? You’ve never seen it, right?”
"Yen?" Translator Wang looked at her in surprise and said, wringing his hands under the desk.
"Yes! Japanese yen. I just want to take a look, out of pure curiosity." Mo Hongying looked at Wang Translator with her big watery eyes and said shyly.
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