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Chapter seven hundred and twenty second old and broken

Liu Lan is learning English, and Zhang Pei is also learning, and she has been learning a long time ago. After meeting Peter last year, she decided to pick up the foreign language she threw away. Since they are agents of foreign companies in the future, they are equivalent to half of a foreign company. English is the main language of communication. In addition to verbal communication, the headquarters' documents and materials must be in the English version. If you can't even understand these, how can you run a company? Zhang Pei's learning speed is faster than Liu Lan and her comprehension ability is stronger than Liu Lan. She was able to get into a junior college and her English scores were acceptable. The knowledge she was once familiar with, and she could always remember it after a few more times.

From the point of language alone, Peter can feel the sincerity of Liu Lan and her daughter.

He shook hands with Yu Zhan and Huang Shiting respectively, and the communication between the men was naturally much fluent. While talking, Huang Shiting was familiar with helping peter to get the suitcase.

Yu Zhan and Zhang Pei drove their own cars over separately. Zhang Pei's SUV space is relatively large, making it convenient to put Peter's big box. After Huang Shiting put Peter's suitcase in, he originally wanted to invite Peter to take Yu Zhan's car, but he didn't expect that Peter opened the SUV door and sat in the passenger seat.

The co-pilot was originally Liu Lan's position, but Liu Lan was stunned for a moment and looked at Yu Zhan, with a puzzled look as if asking him, are you all so careless?

Yu Zhan also felt strange. Like China, when receiving, the seats in the car are of particular importance. The boss cannot be the co-pilot. The standard position should be the back seat of the driver's seat. As the president, Peter must have full-time drivers and bodyguards in New Zealand. It is impossible for him to not understand these rules. How could he take the initiative to co-pilot?

Yu Zhan looked at Huang Shiting again, and Huang Shiting quietly spread his hands, "I'm a hen, maybe he wants to see the scenery of the mainland, sit in front and have a broader view." This reason sounds a bit reasonable and can be explained.

In this way, Liu Lan could only get into Yu Zhan's car with Huang Shiting, and Peter was in the co-pilot. Who has the courage to be behind him?

Zhang Pei was alone with Peter. She didn't think much about it. She asked Peter to fasten his seat belt in English and started the car. Zhang Pei's car was in front and Yu Zhan's car was behind, and drove away from the airport parking lot.

Zhang Pei's new car has been carried for so long, and his driving skills have improved greatly. He is not as good as an old driver. At least he is driving very smoothly. Her attention has been on driving and front and rear vehicles. Her current identity is equivalent to a driver. Ensuring the safety of the boss is the top priority.

Peter didn't say anything, the car was a little quiet, and he could only hear the buzzing sound of the heating, which swept the smell of eau de fragrance on Peter's body and blew between Zhang Pei's nose.

"I'm here in mainland China for the first time."

Peter suddenly spoke, Zhang Pei didn't do the opposite at once, and he said again, "This is my first time in mainland China."

Zhang Pei immediately replied, "How do you feel about the mainland?"

"It's much better than I thought. No wonder my friends say that China is developing very well now," Peter looked at the building outside the window and paused. "Compared with your capital, the whole of New Zealand is like a big farm."

Zhang Pei smiled. Unexpectedly, Peter looked serious and would joke. Taking care of her English level, Peter deliberately slowed down his speech. "Although I have never been to New Zealand, I have seen documentaries of your country on TV. Every place is beautiful, and the scenery is like a postcard." Zhang Pei organized the language as much as possible, praised Peter's motherland, and flattered Peter.

Sure enough, the smile on Peter's face became even more intense, "I'll invite you to New Zealand if you have the chance, my home is in Auckland."

"That's so thankful," Zhang Pei thought Peter was polite, and she also showed her happiness appropriately.

Peter took the initiative to ask about some of the scenery and buildings he saw along the road. If it was of landmark nature, Zhang Pei would give him a brief introduction.

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The two chatted together all the way, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, and Zhang Pei and Peter's communication became more and more smooth. They quickly reached the hotel, which was booked by Liu Lan. She had been struggling for a long time between a luxury hotel in the city center and an ordinary hotel close to their company. Finally, at Yu Zhan's suggestion, she chose the former and booked a single room in a panoramic hotel. They placed a handful of elegant welcome bouquets of flowers in the room in advance.

When they arrived at the hotel, they thought Peter would choose to rest first and make the jet lag. Unexpectedly, he put his luggage and said he wanted to go to their company to check it out. Liu Lan and Zhang Pei did not dare to neglect it, so Zhang Pei called Mao Yuchen and asked her to prepare the conference room quickly.

From this point of view, Peter seemed to be a workaholic. The group rushed from the hotel in the city center to the company in the suburbs, as if from the bustling city to the remote countryside.

Peter looked at the inconspicuous company sign in front of him—the slightly shabby company gate and the poor construction site environment around him, raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to ask Huang Shiting, "Are you sold 500,000 bags of cat food here a year?"

His tone is questionable.

"You don't know how large the scale of online sales in China is. Chinese people are no longer buying things in physical stores," said Huang Shiting.

In fact, when Huang Shiting first came here a few days ago, his reaction was the same as Peter.

Although his Sisiland company is not large in scale, it has at least capital. It rented two floors in the most expensive commercial office building in Hong Kong. The office is comfortable and high-end. The staff are all beautiful women or handsome guys, dressed in elegant and petty bourgeoisie. He went out to discuss business and each one could take action. Instead of a warehouse like Liu Lan's company, a warehouse that renovated an old factory building, and even the office was set up inside. A company plaque was hung at the door. If people passing by were not careful, they would not find that there was a small company here, and the employees of the company would not look at it. They were all unkempt and were no different from migrant workers who were moving bricks on the construction site.

Huang Shiting expressed this emotion at that time, and Liu Lan smiled and said, "Aren't you just moving bricks? A bag of cat food is quite heavy, heavier than bricks!"

At this moment, Huang Shiting explained to Peter for Liu Lan,

"Liu Lan's company does not need to be exaggerated and extravagant, her name is pomp. Those customers who buy cat food from her do not care about where her company is or what it looks like, because they will never come to this place. They can receive their chosen cat food by sitting at home. So it is reasonable for Liu Lan to choose the company in this place. In big cities in China, especially first-tier cities like the capital, rent accounts for the largest part of commercial cost expenditure." Huang Shiting explained to Peter.

Huang Shiting spoke very fast, and Liu Lan could only half understand. She didn't bother Yu Zhan to translate for herself and continued to listen to the conversation between Peter and Huang Shiting.

"It seems you're completely on their side," Peter said to Wong.
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