In the past, it was Soviet people like Maxim and Kosygin.
Now it's the Holland people like Curiet.
The Soviets and the Helan people didn't seem to get along well, and Wan Feng had never been to the two sides getting together.
There might also be a language barrier.
Wan Feng and Curite also had language barriers, but he had a translator.
I know how difficult it is to find a translator who understands Helan language in the Bohai area.
The Curit team has been in Nandawan for more than two months.
"Curit! I've been very busy these days, traveling back and forth across our country. I haven't been able to come see you yet. I hope you don't mind."
After the translator finished translating, Curette quickly answered.
"Mr. Wan! We understand. Your country, China, is larger than all of Western Europe. If you fly around in China, you'd have to travel to countless countries in our country. We have no objection."
"Curit! You've been here for over two months now. Our current conditions in China aren't as good as those in Helan. I wonder if you've gotten used to it?"
"Get used to it! Very much used to it! The people here are very nice, warm... and honest."
The Western media still smears China every day.
"Is this food okay for you guys?"
These foreigners who come to Nanwan Group are no different from Chinese employees except that they earn more money.
There are no special provisions in the cafeteria. Employees just eat whatever they want. If they don’t want to eat something, they can go home and make it themselves. No one will stop them.
Speaking of eating, Curite said something that made Wan Feng laugh.
"I couldn't get used to the food at first, but now I'm fine. After eating your Chinese food, I realized that what we used to eat was just pig food."
Holy shit! This guy even learned how to eat pig food?
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