Now it’s great, we can avenge our national and family feuds at the same time.
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"Awang, haha! Didn't you say you were having fun in the provincial capital these days?
How come he lost so much weight? "
When County Chief Xiong saw the raging forest fire, he greeted everyone enthusiastically.
However, Jiro Oda, who was following County Magistrate Xiong, immediately turned around and looked over when he heard Awang's name.
His eyes were very sharp, but when they swept across Lin Huowang, they immediately became "kind".
This is the hypocrisy of the Japanese. They can be very polite to you in person, bowing and kneeling.
But when it comes to you, they are often the ones who stab you in the back.
Insidious, cunning, and overly procedural politeness are all Lin Huowang's stereotypes of the Japanese.
But now, it can be said that it is fully reflected in Jiro Oda.
He had clearly already conducted an in-depth investigation on Lin Huowang, but at this moment he still pretended not to know Lin Huowang.
"County Magistrate Xiong, would you like to introduce this comrade?"
Jiro Oda speaks Chinese with a slight accent, but he actually knows to address people as "comrade".
"County Magistrate Xiong, why is there a Japanese here?"
When Lin Huowang heard what Oda Jiro said, he immediately pretended to be surprised and said quickly, "It's better not to let the villagers know about this, otherwise, the old man might come out with a hoe!
We never know when he will take advantage of our carelessness and knock this Japanese out."
After understanding what Lin Huowang said, Oda Jiro's expression changed immediately.
After all, as an expert on China, he knows the deep hatred between China and Japan very well.
He had been to China twice before, but both times he visited the two big cities of Beijing and Shanghai.
Even in these two largest cities in China, people's attitude towards the Japanese was not friendly enough.
Jiro Oda didn't even dare to think about the extent to which the Chinese people in other cities and even in rural areas would resist and hate the Japanese.
Now hearing what Lin Huowang said, his neck immediately shrank and he felt cold.
Xiong Xingwang immediately glared at Lin Huowang, winked at him and said: "Awang! You are talking nonsense. What we are talking about now is Sino-Japanese friendship and normalization of diplomatic relations.
Japanese friends come to China to investigate and invest.”
As he said that, Xiong Xingwang immediately pulled Lin Huowang aside and whispered to him: "Awang, it's so early in the morning, can you please not be so mean?
We finally got a foreign businessman to come to Baishan County to investigate investment. If they are scared away by your words, you will be the sinner of the county."
Lin Huowang smiled and asked, "County Magistrate Xiong! Don't you have an idea of what Baishan County is like?
What do you have that is worth a Japanese person coming all the way to give you money?"
“It’s not Baishan County, to be specific, it’s your Linjiagou Production Brigade.
Do you understand? Flying dragon! It is unique in the whole Northeast, and only you can artificially breed and raise it.
Mr. Jiro Oda came to Northeast China with his father when he was a child. At that time, it was the puppet Manchukuo and ate our authentic Feilong stewed mushrooms.
So, I have always thought about it, and now that I have the opportunity to come to China again, I am thinking about whether I can import such delicious poultry to Japan.
After asking around, he finally found us.
Originally, when they saw how shabby our Baishan County was, and heard me say that we still had to go to the villages down below, they all shook their heads and said forget it, but I had to persuade them to come and see it..."
County Magistrate Xiong looked like he was having a hard time. "Next, you have to work really hard. Can you negotiate this deal and let Feilong earn foreign exchange for us? That would be your real talent!"
"Ohhh! So you're here for the flying dragon!"
After Lin Huowang heard it clearly, he smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, County Magistrate Xiong, our Linjiagou Production Brigade will ensure that we entertain this Japanese friend well."
Turning his head to look at Oda Jiro again, Lin Huowang smiled at him kindly.
Oda Jiro immediately smiled back, but in his heart he was full of contempt for Lin Huowang, thinking: "Yoshi! Is he just a young man without even a beard?
Living in such a shabby mountain village, he probably has never seen a hundred-dollar bill in his life!
Nowadays, for Chinese workers, earning 50 RMB a month is considered a high salary.
It is even more difficult for farmers to earn even 100 yuan a year.
The patent for the pressure cooker is in the hands of a farmer like Lin Huowang, haha! God is really helping me. "
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