What is dog walking?

People who have never raised dogs may not be able to answer this question.

Probably, he held the rope and asked the dog to follow him closely.

However, there is also a way to walk the dog when you are scolded - without leash.

Wang Hui now felt like a dog shoveler who was walking his dog without leash. There were a few people not far behind him... Oh no, there were a few dogs who had to follow him quietly, as if they wanted to figure out what Wang Hui and his group were going to do.

So Wang Hui did it for them to show it.

Shop around one by one.

Not only did I visit, but also had a good clerk chat with the help of Yoshida Rimi.

Yoshida Rimi is a Japanese and a summit assistant. She is not qualified to attend a small gathering of Chinese manufacturers, but Wang Hui needs her now.

To be precise, she needs to pass on some information.

Whether someone can be cheated depends on her.

Poor Yoshida Mimi is still serious about doing translation work for Wang Hui.

"How many of these things do you have?"

After looking around, Wang Hui held up the tumbler of Dharma and asked the store owner.

Translation of Yoshida Rimiya's words.

The store owner is a Japanese woman in her sixties. She subconsciously bent down and posed with a humble attitude when she heard this.

This is a big customer.

"So how much do you need, sir?"

After listening to it, Wang Hui touched his chin and calculated: "Two thousand copies."

After listening to the translation, the female shop owner's mouth was already round: "There are not so many shops for now, but if the customer is in a hurry, I can apply for supply from elsewhere overnight.

However, this large order requires you to deliver a partial deposit."

Yoshida Miya looked at Wang Hui with some confusion.

She probably knew that Wang Hui was planning to buy some small gifts for all the manufacturers participating in the summit.

To be honest, when the participants arrived on the first day, they had already received this small gift package from the organizing committee. Of course, it was just a commemorative nature and was not very valuable.

Therefore, Yoshida Rai didn't pay out of his own pocket to buy souvenirs for everyone, and he still had a curious attitude towards him.

Why do this?

What are the benefits?

Yoshidara didn't realize that she had learned Chinese culture since she was a child, but she couldn't understand it.

Yes, Wang Hui naturally couldn't tell her that she was planning to cheat your Yoshida Raimi's compatriot, otherwise this little girl would probably be confused.

Two thousand copies were originally required to pay a deposit of 20%, but Li Manting, who was good at bargaining, cut 15%.

Well, save another money.

Finally, Wang Hui walked outside the store and said goodbye to the owner seriously.

"Wang Sang, are you dissatisfied with today's summit, so you have to fight back?"

Yoshida Rimi is not a person without a source of information. He soon learned about the collective exit of Chinese manufacturers today.

Faced with Yoshida Rio's unserious eyes and a slightly depressed tone, Wang Hui did not lie to her, but said: "This is not called a counterattack, but a clarification."

Yoshida Raimi nodded.

She understood.

Anyway, there must be a collision, but it won't be that intense.

"Thank you, Miss Yoshida, see you at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

Wang Hui politely bid farewell to Yoshida.

Yoshida knew that he would not ask anything again, so he stopped a taxi on the side of the road and left the commercial street.

"Let's go, too."

Wang Hui seemed to have a look behind accidentally.

Take the team members away quickly.

Just two minutes after Wang Hui walked, several men in casual clothes got into the store where Wang Hui sold it before and asked the boss about what the Chinese guests had said just now.

The boss’s wife received a deposit and was contacting the superior supplier to prepare for shipment.

She thought that there was another big customer, so she appropriately boasted about her "record" just now, saying that her goods were very good and even foreigners liked them.

After leaving the store, several casual men quickly got on a business minibus on the side of the road.

There was a faint fragrance inside the car.

Zheng Handi and Mitsui Kazu were playing chess with black and white pieces in their hands, and a furnace of incense was burning on the corners of the chessboard.

The layout of the car is like a small study room, bookshelves, seats, and even LCD TVs.

This is the mobile office location of Mitsui Kazuya.

Unlike many families with deep backgrounds, Mitsui is not very interested in the so-called "luxury car". He likes this mobile business class modified from a minibus. Here, he feels a sense of peace of mind.

"Mr. Mitsui, it's your turn."

Zheng Handi said with a smile.

Mitsui and Mitsui finally spoke, "What's the result?"

"Sir, those Chinese people have customized two thousand tumblers, and they will be before eight o'clock in the morning of the last day of the summit."

The plainclothes man reported truthfully.

"tumbler?"

Zheng Handi frowned.

There was a small trumpet at the corner of Mitsui's desk.

He took it over and placed it in the middle of the chessboard, and gently poked the tumbler's forehead with his fingers.

"Crash."

A piece of chess piece was squeezed off the board by a shaking tumbler.

Mitsui Kazumi smiled slightly: "Is this to give gifts to save the face of Chinese manufacturers?"

Zheng Handi laughed: "A stupid method, how can the image of Chinese manufacturers be saved by such small favors?

I suggest that Mr. Mitsui use your family’s influence to give them a little more color during the summit in the next few days.”

"for example?"

Mitsui looked at him.

"For example... we intercepted this batch of goods so that they could not even give alms to Xiaoen Xiaohui."

Zheng Handi smiled, "I admit that I just want to disgust them, just want to see them being pitiful when they can't do anything."

"Zheng Sang, I didn't expect you to show no mercy to your compatriots."

Mitsui and smiled and took the tumbler away.

“Comrades?”

Zheng Handi glanced at the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly, "What are they?

Just because of the large number of people and the powerful, I forcibly annexed the country and ruined my career.

I wish I could stab him to death with a knife.”

"I'm already very kind to teach them a little lesson now."

Zheng Handi's expression was cold, "This time, Wang Hui doesn't expect to return home smoothly. I will definitely make him famous. I will give him double mental and physical torture."

"Then let's do as you say, Zheng Sang..." Mitsui and smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Mitsui for your support."

"You're welcome. I don't know why, but I'm starting to hate that Wang Hui."

Mitsui and smile.

Zheng Handi was very happy, and even an unrealistic idea flashed through his mind.

This is in Japan. If you can borrow the Japanese's hands to keep Wang Hui's life... it seems to be a better choice.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents.

Wang Hui... cut off too many people's financial resources.

And those people... were hiding behind Zheng Handi, urging him... to start quickly.

Hurry up, start.

...

Yoshida didn't take a taxi and didn't go home directly. After walking out of the two stops, he checked out and got off.

Behind, a black Toyota RV followed quietly.

The door opened, Yoshida had not gotten into the car.

Her father, Lao Yoshida, was in the car and had been waiting for her for a while.

Before Yoshida Rimi waited for his father to speak, she took the initiative to tell what he did with Wang Hui today.
Chapter completed!