Drinks booth.
Jiang Cheng took the center position with his daring attitude of occupying the mountain as the king and making bold moves.
Matsumoto stood opposite her.
Matsumoto, who should have been in a dominant position, now looked more like an ancient profession in the court.
"Translator Jiang, shouldn't you get up and work?"
Jiang Cheng, who was sitting firmly, looked at Matsumoto with a puzzled look.
"Mr. Matsumoto, why do you say that?"
"You forced me to sit down? I said I didn't want to sit down..."
Jiang Cheng stood up while speaking, looking at Matsumoto with a hurt expression, and said first: "Mr. Matsumoto, there is no need to say more. After all, my sincerity has been wasted and my passion has gone to waste!"
After saying this, Jiang Cheng walked past Matsumoto.
She swore.
She heard the sound of Matsumoto grinding his teeth.
Jiang Cheng: This level of self-control is not good enough!
She only used 50% of her skills.
Jiang Cheng walked past Matsumoto with a wronged look on his face, then suddenly turned around.
"Mr. Matsumoto, what exactly did you ask me to do? You didn't even explain it clearly."
Matsumoto, who had his back to Jiang Cheng, was so angry that his eyes were bulging out.
This skill of putting the blame on someone else is really perfect!
Matsumoto tried to stay calm and thought that he couldn't waste time arguing with Jiang Cheng, so he should just go straight to the solution they had discussed yesterday.
He just couldn't believe that they couldn't defeat a small woman! !
Thinking of this, Matsumoto turned around suddenly, and the depression on his face eased a little.
When Jiang Cheng saw this, he knew that the other party was going to use a real killing move.
She has thought it through.
If you can beat her, beat her. If you can’t, run away.
In short, it is impossible to suffer a loss!
"Translator Jiang, we are interested in these drinks and are wondering if they suit our taste, so we need to give them a try."
"Could you please ask if this is possible?"
Jiang Cheng thought about it again and again, and replied with a proper smile on his face: "Okay."
Jiang Cheng went to translate.
There is no problem with the winery, but I would like to remind you that the alcohol content of the wine is quite high. It is okay to have a small taste, but not too much.
After hearing this, Jiang Cheng translated it truthfully to Matsumoto.
After hearing this, Matsumoto waved his hand and said, "It's okay. We have people who specialize in tasting wine."
After saying this, Matsumoto waved his hand, and a dry-looking R countryman came over and stood respectfully next to Matsumoto.
Jiang Cheng didn't say much, just translated truthfully.
The liquor manufacturers did not make any comments when seeing this.
If they weren't afraid of accidents happening to foreign businessmen, they wouldn't even want to remind them.
The winery worker took a glass and poured wine. The skinny man next to Matsumoto came forward to taste it.
The dry man drank the first cup in one gulp, squinting his eyes and curling his lips. After smacking his lips, he said:
"not good!"
After hearing this, Matsumoto, who was standing next to him, also looked at Jiang Cheng with a pouting expression, also looking dissatisfied.
Jiang Cheng hadn't figured out what Country R was trying to do, so he could only cooperate and ask, "What's wrong?"
The dry-looking man glanced at Jiang Cheng with his eyes rolling under his eyelids.
"Not enough flavor, not enough strength, not enough quantity, is China really that stingy?"
“Yes, you are really too poor.”
The skinny man started to make a big deal out of it.
Jiang Cheng won't tolerate the other party. He has come to cause trouble. Will giving in be of any use?
"There are thousands of kinds of alcoholic beverages in China. It's normal for you to generalize since you've seen a little bit of the world. As for the lack of strength you mentioned, from what I know, your country's sake can only be served on children's tables here."
"As for the quantity... you signed an agreement that if you die from drinking, it won't be China's fault. We will provide enough."
Jiang Cheng's words made Matsumoto and the skinny man's eyes flash with anger, but upon closer inspection, there was also a hint of joy in their eyes.
While Jiang Cheng was thinking, Matsumoto spoke.
"Translator Jiang, you are being too harsh. We just want to do business with China."
"Everyone has their own way of buying things. Our way of buying alcohol is to drink until we have enough. Please respect us!"
Jiang Cheng seemed to have grasped something.
People from R country want to...have a drinking contest?
If I guessed correctly, they probably wanted to challenge her to a drinking contest.
After listening to what Matsumoto said, Jiang Cheng made an expression of confusion and said consolingly: "Mr. Matsumoto, since I am your translator, I should tell you all the facts and information."
"Alcohol should be consumed in moderation. Excessive drinking can harm your body."
Matsumoto didn't care about Jiang Cheng's words.
"Translator Jiang, it seems that you have no confidence in Chinese drinks?"
"You should know that in our country R, drinking too much alcohol will not cause any health problems. No wonder you want to learn brewing from us."
Matsumoto's words made Jiang Cheng's face look even uglier.
Seeing this, Matsumoto felt that he had found Jiang Cheng's weakness, and continued to say some "false" information that insulted China's drinking culture.
Jiang Cheng's expression became several shades uglier.
"Mr. Matsumoto, alcoholic beverages are not unique to China, but they are definitely not invented by your country either."
Matsumoto looked like he was not listening and he did not believe her, and asked provocatively, "Don't say so much. We want to drink. Can you provide us with some?"
"able!"
Jiang Cheng's affirmative word "yes" made Matsumoto secretly happy.
The fish is hooked.
Jiang Cheng pretended to be irritated but still somewhat rational, and continued, "Mr. Matsumoto, this gentleman must sign a waiver agreement."
"Can!"
Matsumoto agreed.
"But... I need someone from China to drink with me. Aren't you a country of etiquette? You don't have the etiquette to let guests drink alone, right?"
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Jiang Cheng frowned.
"Mr. Matsumoto, you are here to buy drinks, not to compete in drinking?"
Matsumoto said with all his bastard spirit: "This is how we buy alcohol! If we lose the drinking contest, we will naturally place the order. We will accept it wholeheartedly!"
Jiang Cheng looked at the wine manufacturer in embarrassment. After mumbling a few words, she looked at Matsumoto again.
"Mr. Matsumoto, what if we lose?"
"If you lose, you lose. We won't make things difficult for you, but..."
Matsumoto paused, his eyes fell on Jiang Cheng, and he slowly said, "This bet is unfair. To be fair, your drinking contestant needs to be designated by us."
"What do you think? Do you dare?"
Faced with the R countrymen's question "Do you dare?", how could the Chinese not respond?
Several people immediately stood up from the winery, all of whom were good at drinking.
Jiang Cheng even asked someone to call over the foreign trade people and signed some agreements.
This includes the fact that if someone passes out from drinking or suffers from alcohol poisoning, the country is not responsible, and country R has to place an order if it loses.
The foreign trade leader did not want to agree to such a frivolous sales method, but Party R was willing to do so.
The R side has always emphasized that drinking competition is their traditional custom and that the Chinese side does not respect them.
Foreign Trade leader Cui felt his teeth itching after hearing this. These Japanese devils have no good intentions!
"Okay, we promise you!"
Leader Cui agreed, and little Rzi no longer had any obstacles.
Matsumoto fixed his eyes on Jiang Cheng.
"According to the agreement, we can select the candidate..."
"I choose her!"
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