Chapter 1480 I Love Them Too Late
Xiao Peng called Khedira over and stood up, walking to a glass cabinet on the side. Inside was a neatly arranged array of watch winders, each holding a different, world-renowned timepiece. He picked one out at random and tossed it to Khedira: "A wedding gift!"
Everyone knew that Xiao Peng only wore a diving watch that Felix had given him, but that didn't mean Xiao Peng didn't have a good watch. If he made so much money and didn't spend it, wouldn't he be a "Grandet"? Xiao Peng's cabinet was filled with world-famous watches, but they were just for show. They were all things he bought just for the sake of spending money.
Khedira was not polite: "Thank you, boss...where's my wife's?"
"Pfft!" Xiao Peng laughed angrily: "You're so rude."
"Boss, being polite to you would be cruel to myself," Khedira said.
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "You make sense." He took out another watch and threw it to Khedira: "This is originally a couple's watch."
Khedira took it and said happily, "I know, it's the Omega Constellation Starry Sky. I know it's a couple's watch, so that's why I asked you."
Xiao Peng threw it casually again. Khedira reached out to catch it and his eyes widened: "Boss, this is..."
"The professor is also a woman, and women like diamond rings!" Xiao Peng said, "I'm short of everything except these things."
"This is an antique..."
"The last thing I need is antiques. You don't want them? Then give them back to me!"
After Xiao Peng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to Khedira. Khedira stood up immediately after seeing it and ran faster than a rabbit.
Just a few polite words will do, do you really not want it?
As a result, when Khedira opened the door, Xiao Peng was embarrassed: Vincent happened to walk past Xiao Peng's door and stared at Xiao Peng in the room.
In order to avoid being idle, Xiao Peng said that he was "unwell", but he didn't look like he was "unwell" now.
"Xiao, didn't you say you were not feeling well?" Vincent asked, "How come you look like nothing's wrong?"
Xiao Peng waved directly: "Vincent, come in quickly, come in, I was wondering why I felt much better. So it's you who came."
Vincent walked into the room, and Bruch also stood up and left. They were the only two people in the room. "What are you drinking? Why did you come to my place if you weren't out having fun?"
Vincent said, "Xiao, I'm here to apologize to you!"
"Apologize?" Xiao Peng was stunned after hearing this. "Apologize? What are you apologizing to me for?"
Vincent said, "I was inconsiderate. I shouldn't have brought the Japanese female coach here."
Xiao Peng was completely confused. He handed Vincent a glass of red wine and said, "What on earth are you talking about? The more I listen, the more confused I become."
Vincent took the wine glass and said, "I just noticed that you seemed very uninterested in the female coach I brought with me. I went back and thought about it and then I remembered that the relationship between your country and Japan is not good. Is this the reason?"
Xiao Peng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Vincent, you're overthinking it. Our Daxia and Japan have a long history of friendship. Believe me, 99% of Daxia men like Japanese... women!"
Vincent was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "That's what they told me, but your behavior just now didn't seem like that."
Xiao Peng said a little embarrassedly: "Um... Vincent, I can only say that your friend does not quite meet my aesthetic standards. There are still some differences in aesthetics between us, you understand."
Vincent suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's how it is. I thought you hated the Japanese!"
"Why do you hate the Japanese?" Xiao Peng's eyes widened. "I love them enough. Look at how well they held the memorial service and grave-opening ceremony in Tokyo."
"'Tokyo memorial service and grave opening ceremony'?" Vincent was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing, "You're talking about the Tokyo Olympics opening ceremony, right? You're quite vivid, though. I don't understand their Olympics opening ceremony either. Can't they incorporate some earthly elements? But that's what art is all about. Things that ordinary people can't understand are art, right?"
Xiao Peng shook his head desperately, "Vincent, that's wrong. I don't understand art either, but I know no artist can start out with something so profound that the public can't appreciate it. They all create works that are acceptable to the public, and only after they become famous do they gradually come up with something profound and abstruse. If someone comes up with something inexplicable right from the start and asks me to believe it's art? Then I'd rather believe he's a fraud! Art is about showing off one's beauty, astonishing others and making them appreciate it. Is the grave-opening ceremony at the Japanese memorial service considered art? Anyone who sees it would think it's related to a funeral, right?"
Vincent nodded and said, "You're absolutely right. I felt terrified after watching it, too."
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "Good art should be presented to the audience, not sent away; good art should enter the palace, not the mourning hall; good art should be worshipped, not paid homage to; good art should spread across the earth, not the underworld; good art should fascinate, not stupefy; good art should be captivating, not buried! And a Japanese memorial service and grave opening ceremony are being slapped down with the word 'art'? That's unrealistic! Besides, the whole idea of a half-American lighting the Japanese Olympic flame is truly baffling."
Vincent said with a dark face: "Hey, Xiao, you still say you don't hate Japanese people?"
Xiao Peng shook his head fiercely and said, "How could I hate the Japanese? I can't thank them enough. They have brought us so much joy!"
Vincent looked at Xiao Peng, not knowing what to say. He quickly changed the subject: "Who do you think has the most medals in this Olympics?"
After hearing this, Xiao Peng asked directly: "Is this important?"
Vincent was stunned: "Isn't this important?"
"It really doesn't matter." Xiao Peng took out a cigarette and handed it to Vincent. Vincent waved his hand to decline. Xiao Peng lit the cigarette and said, "Our country used to be very poor and weak. People lacked confidence. We needed international champions like this to prove ourselves. Well, it's similar to Goryeo today. Of course, we're not as despicable as the Goryeo people, who would do anything to win the championship. But back then, we really needed world champions to boost national confidence. But now? As long as the athletes give their all, that's enough. Many countries rely on hosting the Olympics to improve their national image and rely on gold medals to boost national confidence. But for us in Daxia today, we don't need these things anymore. Sports are just sports."
Vincent nodded. "I totally agree: the Koreans are so despicable! If you said they had sportsmanship, the whole world would laugh! Xiao, do you want to bet with me on how many times the Koreans will file complaints during these Olympics?"
Xiao Peng was stunned: "Why do you hate Koreans so much?"
Vincent gritted his teeth and said, "I have a good relationship with Roy Jones Jr. Do I need to say anything about the shit they did?"
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