Sun Changhai believed Xu San's words.
It's not that he is stupid, but he knows that even if he doesn't believe it, Xu San has to draw blood from this tube. Instead of guessing, it is better to believe Xu San, which will make him feel much happier.
After sending away Sun Zhanghai, Xu San took Xiaohong to a two-story building in the corner of the cement factory, where Thomas lived.
Thomas was obtained from Tangshan by Xu San using special means.
This old British gentleman who is nearly fifty years old has his own wisdom. He knows that he can't compete, so he chooses to face it calmly. Anyway, he has nothing to worry about in China. It will be the same wherever he chooses. Although Xu San's freedom is limited, There are no restrictions, but he makes a lot of money, and he has a lot of say in the cement factory.
Watching this cement factory grow a little bit from beginning to end gave him an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
And listening to the cake Xu San drew for him and the grand blueprint he planned made him full of longing for it.
Another uncooperative engineer has disappeared. It is estimated that the so-called disappearance has been dealt with by Yamamoto.
In front of the small building, gray-haired Thomas, wearing a vest and underpants, was playing football with a puppet soldier.
Seeing Xu San arrive, Thomas immediately stopped the ball and said in his unique accent, "Xu, you are finally here!" He opened his arms and gave Xu San a hug.
"Dear Little Train, I miss you too." He said as he glanced at the football on the ground, "And your shitty football skills."
Hearing this, Thomas's face immediately turned ferocious, and he shouted at Xu San, "I'm just older. I played football at Old Trafford when I was young!"
"Oh, really? I've heard you say this countless times. But having played at Old Trafford doesn't necessarily mean your skills are good." Xu San continued to say with a smile.
"At least I kicked it! But you didn't, haha~" Thomas ignored Xu San's sarcasm and instead laughed proudly.
Xu San also smiled. He turned around and introduced Thomas, "This is An Hong, my secretary."
Looking along Xu San's hand, Thomas saw Xiao Hong.
Xiaohong's current attire is completely Western-style, and paired with the pair of plain glasses, she has a typical OL style. If she didn't have a young face, she would look like a strong woman in the workplace.
Seeing the familiar clothes, Thomas couldn't help but feel homesick, and he thought of his daughter.
He gave Xiao Hong a gentleman's courtesy and said in Chinese, "Beautiful Miss An Hong, I am Thomas Howard, the technical director of this cement plant, and I am from Manchester, Britain."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Thomas." With that, Xiaohong stretched out her hand.
Thomas was slightly surprised, took the hand, kissed it gently, and then said, "Miss An Hong, you are very special."
"What's special about me?" Xiaohong asked.
"Well, in Chinese terms, we are weak and generous, and Miss An Hong does not reject our etiquette."
"It's Luo Luo and generous. Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Thomas." Xiaohong replied with a smile, but she was really disgusted in her heart. She scolded this Thomas for being unruly and dared to take advantage of me. If his brother-in-law hadn't told him about these Western etiquette in advance. , she probably would have to pull out a gun now.
"Chinese is so difficult to speak, it's normal to make a few mistakes," Thomas said nonchalantly.
"By the way, Mr. Thomas, why does my boss call you Little Train?"
"Thomas's father is a railway worker. His favorite toy when he was a child was a model train given to him by his father, so I called him Thomas the Little Train." Xu San explained the origin of this nickname. In fact, the real The reason is that he was influenced by a certain cartoon.
"I like this nickname very much. It reminds me of my childhood. Miss An Hong can also call me this."
"Okay! Mr. Train!"
"Haha, how old is Miss An Hong this year?" After finishing speaking, I felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask, "I'm sorry, I know it's polite to ask, but when I see you, I think of my little Jenny."
"20 years old!" Xiaohong blurted out, but this age was two years older than her actual age.
"Jenny is 22 years old, two years older than you. She is just as beautiful and elegant as you." He took out a pocket watch from his arms and opened it, "Look, this is her photo."
Xiao Hong leaned over and saw a picture of a girl embedded on the cover of the pocket watch, but she looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Because the photo is black and white, the color of the hair cannot be seen, but the silver-white hair coupled with the hearty smile really makes people feel good.
"Jenny's hair is light blonde!" Xu San said next to her.
Xiao Hong squinted her eyes and imagined, "That must be very beautiful, but when I look at the photo, she should be only fifteen or sixteen years old."
"Thank you, this photo was taken seven years ago. Now Jenny should have grown up to be as outstanding as Miss An Hong." A trace of longing flashed across Thomas's face, and then he said, "Jenny is very willing to make friends. If there is a chance, I will I must introduce you to each other." Thomas said, put away the photo, and then looked at Xu San, "Xu, you came just in time, you will be the chef tonight and have a barbecue party in my yard."
"Okay!" Xu San agreed readily.
Hearing Xu San's promise, Thomas's face immediately filled with a happy smile.
He stood up and walked towards the small warehouse on the first floor. After a while, he took out a barbecue stove from it, which was still a long Chinese-style stove.
Putting the stove on the ground, "Although the meat skewers made by the chef here are good, I always feel that the taste is not right. It is not as delicious as yours. I feel like there is a little bit of flavor missing in it."
Xu San thought for a while and said, "It's probably the taste of human kindness. If you can't talk freely about life and brag as much as you want while eating barbecue, then it really lacks some flavor."
"Xu, you're right, I just like to hear you brag, haha~"
You don't need to make skewers yourself, Xu San just needs to give orders, and the kitchen here will naturally be prepared.
Thomas took out a bottle of whiskey, which seemed to weigh three to four kilograms. He looked at Xu San who was playing with the meat skewers and said, "Drink this today!"
Turning around, she asked again, "Miss An Hong, do you want to drink?"
"You can drink less."
Xu San, who was flipping the meat skewers, glanced at the whiskey on the table and said a little disappointedly, "It's best to have beer with barbecue."
(End of chapter)
