Chapter 583 A Guest Arrives

The ferry is docked at the pier of Norderney Island, and a row of cars are driving out of the ferry cabin one after another - many tourists traveling to Norderney Island are driving themselves.

A Mercedes-Benz G-Class slowly pulled out of the ship's cabin and stopped at the harbor. A young Chinese man and woman emerged, a striking match of wealth and beauty. The woman, stylishly dressed and youthful, stood about 5 feet 4 inches tall in high heels, giving her the figure of a model. The man beside her wasn't particularly ugly, and could even be described as a bit handsome, though he was only a little over 5 feet 4 inches tall in leather shoes.

Of course, no one would underestimate him just because of his short height. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and wore a luxury watch, and it was obvious that he was a wealthy man.

"Honey!" the girl said coquettishly, holding the man's arm. "We're so tired! We got off the plane in Munich and came all the way here without a break. Why are you in such a hurry? I want to have a good time in Munich! Look at this place, isn't this just the countryside? Where are we going to stay? There's no luxury hotel here, so how can we rest well? What are you doing here? Why are you being so secretive?"

The man was very proud when he heard this: "I brought you here to open your eyes!"

"Just to see the scenery here?" The woman glanced around. "The scenery here is nice, but it's nowhere near as beautiful as the Aegean Sea. Isn't the scenery and climate in Santorini much better than here? Honey, you said you were going to take me to Santorini, so why are you here? This doesn't seem like a good place for shopping. Honey, you didn't bring me here to save money, did you? You're so stingy!"

The man's face darkened after hearing this: "Yu Siya, what nonsense are you talking about? Am I stingy? You've been with me for less than three months and I've spent over a million yuan, and you call me stingy? Ask your friends, who doesn't envy you? I've been good enough to you! Your best friend Xin Ke has hinted at me more than once!"

"That little bitch!" Yu Siya immediately changed her coquettish demeanor and turned furious. After she finished scolding, she realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly returned to her coquettish tone: "Husband, you will never fall for Xin Ke. Let me tell you, her original name was not Xin Xiuxiu. She changed it because she thought it was too old-fashioned."

"Isn't your name also Yu Lian?" the man said.

"Hate it!" Yu Siya feigned anger and lightly hit the man a few times. "I was just joking with you, why are you taking it so seriously? This place is so nice and has such a pastoral atmosphere."

The man's expression brightened after hearing this: "Yu Lian, I brought you out here to show my respect, please don't embarrass me!"

"I'm Siya now!" Yu Siya suddenly became proud. She put her sunglasses on her forehead to reveal her face and said, "Honey, when have I ever embarrassed you by standing next to you? Whenever I stand next to you, everyone will look at you twice. Look at that foreigner on the bicycle, his eyes are fixed on you!"

The man followed Yu Siya's gaze and saw a burly man on a bicycle looking at him. He was terrified by the tattooed, burly man. Was he here to cause trouble? Could the security be so bad in broad daylight?

He was just about to ask Yu Siya to go back to the car when the burly man pushed his bicycle up to him and asked in English, "Are you Mr. Zhao?"

The man was stunned for a moment and then understood: "Yes, you are?"

The burly man said, "My name is Khedira. My boss is preparing a banquet at home, so he asked me to pick you up! There were quite a few Chinese tourists on the ferry just now. I didn't expect you to drive here. I asked around and it wasn't you. I thought you hadn't come and was about to go back. Luckily, I took a closer look."

Mr. Zhao heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you so much for troubling you. It's my fault for not explaining this clearly in advance."

Khedira said: "Let's not talk here for too long and keep the boss waiting too long."

Mr. Zhao looked at Khedira's bicycle and said, "Um... Mr. Khedira, I don't know how to ride a bicycle. How about you get on?"

Khedira was also stunned: "They say China is a country with a lot of bicycles. Mr. Zhao can't ride a bicycle?"

Mr. Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "I'm so ashamed."

Khedira said: "It's okay, I'll ride the bike and you can drive behind me. This bike belongs to my neighbor and I have to return it to her when I get home."

"Why don't you put your bike on the car?" asked Mr. Zhao.

Khedira shook his head: "No, don't worry, I'm not slow on my bike. Just follow me."

Others would have put the bicycle on the car, but Khedira is a "fitness fanatic" and will not miss any opportunity to exercise.

Many people say that China is a "bicycle powerhouse". In fact, the real "bicycle powerhouse" should be Germany. It seems that every household in Germany has a bicycle, and they particularly like this mode of travel.

Don't underestimate the speed of a bicycle. The fastest bicycle in the world can reach 296 kilometers per hour. That's right, 296 kilometers per hour! That's the speed of an airplane taking off.

Of course, that challenge is a bit special, requiring a specially made extended carbon fiber frame, 17-inch front shock absorbers, and a special lead car in front, otherwise it would be impossible to reach that speed.

However, even other bicycles are not slow. For example, the average speed of road bicycles in the Tour de France is 40 kilometers per hour, the speed on the downhill track can exceed 100 kilometers per hour, and the time trial section can reach 70 kilometers per hour. This thing is really not much slower than a car.

Of course, the prerequisite for reaching this speed is to have a good bicycle.

Mr. Zhao and his companion got on the bike and followed Khedira's bicycle.

Yu Siya was like a curious baby in the car: "Honey, where is this? Why did I seem to hear the voice of 'The Most Dazzling National Style' just now? And who is this person? Where is he taking us? We are already out of the city! Look at the way he is dressed. He is obviously not a good person. We must be careful!"

Mr. Zhao, driving, looked gloomy after hearing this. "What are you thinking? You shouldn't be a model, you should be a screenwriter. Do you think you're watching an old anti-Japanese war movie from decades ago? You can tell the good guys from the bad guys just by looking at their faces?"

After hearing this, Yu Siya said coquettishly: "Hubby, why are you saying this to me? I'm doing this for our own good. We're unfamiliar with this place. What if something goes wrong? Look at that guy, he's dressed like a drifter...Hubby, you don't have any business with the gangs here, do you?"

"What kind of gang is this?" Mr. Zhao said helplessly, "Can you please stop imagining things? Eh? We're here!"