Perhaps due to the particularity of Anripp as the diamond capital of the world, jewelers and wealthy people from all over the world come and go all the way here all year round. Therefore, the venue of Anripp Convention and Exhibition Center is not too large, but it has several very luxurious lounges for guests to use.

Although the exhibition has not started yet, there is a lounge open to the public. Several business people in suits are sitting here. They are all the on-site leaders sent by various companies to the exhibition. When they are fine, they usually sit in the lounge room chatting and drinking coffee.

"Mr. Barrob, your assistant just now told you that the Chinese people obviously came for the booth and were so aggressive. Are you sure it's really okay to ignore it?" someone asked suddenly.

Barrob is the head of the exhibition sent by AWSL. He has the characteristics of a traditional Dutch, with gray eyes, high cheekbones, and linseed hair. He looks relatively strong. He holds a cup of coffee in his hand and tastes it carefully.

Hearing this question, Barrob put down his coffee cup impatiently: "Just this matter, do you really think it's a matter? Those Chinese people are cowardly like sheep from my grandmother's house. Why do they need such a good booth? That location should be from our AWSL company!"

"I heard that they are an electronics company. Sorry, their names are hard to make me any impression. They also produce lithography machines." Barrob said disdainfully, "Is this ridiculous? Is it really ridiculous? Can anyone make it? If they are Connie, I might pay a little attention, but I don't know which corner of the garbage is still as far as possible. Good location, I should give it to us awsl!"

"Remember how I drove them to the corner? I said it wasn't theirs, and then asked the manager of the exhibition center to have a cup of coffee, and the guys were driven away like piglets."

Barrob also said: "So it's the same now. Those guys are just unwilling to give up and ignore them. Could it be that they really dare to do something?"

Barrob even emphasized: "They should also thank me, I helped them avoid embarrassing them at the exhibition!"

"You can't say that. It is said that before, it was because their real person in charge was not there. Now I heard that their person in charge has come. This person in charge is a very powerful and tough person. You have to be careful." Someone advised him.

But Barrob still didn't care: "So what? Isn't the leader of a group of sheep sheep? Now my booth has been set up, and that booth is mine. Even if their ambassadors and consuls come, they can't change it! Could it be that they dare to smash my booth? Just those cowards, I give them ten courage to see if they dare to do this!"

Barrob's tone was high and disdainful, and he did not take the Chinese participating in this exhibition seriously at all, let alone Zhou Ming.

But soon, a hurry came from outside the door of the lounge. It was Barrob's assistant. He ran into the lounge in panic: "Mr. Barrob is not good, those Chinese... they are all crazy. They are smashing our booth. Please go and have a look!"

The smile on Barrob's face suddenly solidified, replaced by an extreme anger. He threw the coffee cup in his hand to the ground and roared: "I can't spare these damn Chinese!"

Then Barrob stood up angrily and ran out of the lounge with his assistant.

The remaining company leaders looked at each other, obviously they didn't expect that this matter would develop to such an extreme. Did they start to smash the booth?

So they just thought for a moment, then got up and went out to watch the fun together.

Barrob trotted all the way. When he finally arrived at the exhibition hall, he happened to see a Chinese man holding a fire extinguisher and smashing him into the window. Barrob happened to know this person and knew that he was the person in charge of China.

"No!"

Barrob roared heart-wrenchingly, and then he rushed to the Chinese and said viciously: "Do you know what you are doing? You monkeys in the jungle, barbaric garbage, you are committing a crime in doing this. I want to call the police and arrest you all!"

Barrob said, and grabbed the hand of the translator next to him, pointing to the other side, saying, "Hurry, let them all stop!"

Chen Baishi and the translator were frightened by Barrob's aggressive momentum, and were confused and didn't know what to do. However, a voice came over: "Mr. Barrob? It seems that you are a supersonic enthusiast, because your assistant just told me that you were in Brussels, but he didn't expect to come back so soon, or... your assistant was lying."

It was Zhou Ming who came over. After all, Barrob’s movement was so big that it was impossible for him to not notice it.

Chen Baishi took the opportunity to pull the translator girl back aside and handed the situation to Zhou Ming.

Barrob stared at Zhou Ming like a sharp knife, wishing he could cut Zhou Ming into pieces: "You asked them to do this?"

Zhou Ming walked over step by step, looking indifferent, as if he had just done something very trivial: "Did Barrob say this? I have no choice. Your company occupied our booth for no reason. We negotiated with your company many times without success. Now we can't contact Mr. Barrob, so we have to take some special measures."

"Special means? This gentleman said it really sounds good, but in my opinion, you are no different from the vicious criminals! You are committing crimes and you are not qualified to participate in such an exhibition. You should get out of Anrip and get out of Europa!" Barrob's tone was higher than that, and in the end he was almost roaring at Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming was calm and asked him meaningfully: "So what? Then how did Mr. Barrober plan to return this booth to us?"

"I'll give it back to you, why? I tell you that this booth belongs to us and you are not qualified to use it!" said Barrob.

"So that's nothing to discuss?"

Zhou Ming looked back at the booth: "Brothers, let's continue, try to clean up the booth before lunch. I'll invite everyone to a royal dinner at noon!"

The booth responded excitedly, and then the movements on his hands became faster and more tempting. He violently dismantled all the originally decorated things and threw them aside. Someone cleaned the glass on the ground, making a scene of being in full swing.

However, this was undoubtedly slapping Barrob in the face. He roared at Zhou Ming: "I order you to let them stop quickly, otherwise I will not let you go! People like you, I can beat you to death like a lamb with one punch, and I warn you not to anger me anymore!"

Barrob said as he took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles and eight pack abs.

The other company leaders who followed him happened to see this scene.

Everyone was very surprised what he was going to do. Is Barrob going to fight?

"Didn't you expect Barrobbe to be so strong? It seems that the Chinese boy is going to be in trouble. He is like a poor lamb in front of Barrobbe!"

"You may not know this. Barrob is a guy who has been working out all year round. Not only that, he has even participated in the boxing champion competition. Although it is only amateur competition, his explosive power is unquestionable. Even against some professional boxers, he also has a record of ko. Moreover, they are so close that his workers can't help him at all."

"This is a battle without any suspense. As long as Barrob punches, I'm afraid that the Chinese kid will fall. If you want to blame this, you can only blame him for provoking the wrong person. Barrob is not just a manager..."

Chen Baishi and other workers also saw Barrob's situation here, and Chen Baishi hurriedly called on the workers to come and save Zhou Ming.

Barrob said to Zhou Ming with a ferocious face: "Do you know? I. This person has a bad temper. Now even if you beg me, it's too late. I will kill you like an ant. Now that we are so close, your children can't save you... Oh! It hurts!"

Barrob, who was threatening Zhou Ming just now, suddenly screamed like a pig. Whether it was Chen Baishi and the workers of Yanshan Electronics Group, or the other managers who shook their heads and felt sorry for Zhou Ming, they were all stunned.

Because they saw Zhou Ming grab Barrob's hand in front of them, and Barrob was screaming wildly, as if it was not a hand that grabbed him, but a sharp knife.

Then as Zhou Ming kept lifting his hand up, Barrob, a 1.9-meter-old Dutch man, actually knelt in front of Zhou Ming like this.

"Mr. Barrob? I didn't hear what you said just now. Can you say it again?" Zhou Ming asked intentionally.

"I'm talking about you, let go of your hand if you have sex, and I will definitely beat you to death!" Barrob said to Zhou Ming with cold sweat on his face and gritted his teeth.

"Okay! I want to see how you beat me to death." Zhou Ming said, and actually let go of his hand.

Seeing this scene, Chen Baishi and the others were shocked, and the managers of other companies behind them shook their heads.

In front of them, Barrob was seen standing up slowly while moving his wrists. Although Zhou Ming was not short, Barrob was still too tall and strong. Standing in front of Zhou Ming, he looked like a human bear.

"This young man is too crazy. I know that Barrob's hand has been seriously injured. He thought that if he managed to pinch Barrob's wound, would he really beat Barrob?"

"But I think this Chinese boy has no choice. After all, he can't keep holding Barrob's hand. And once Barrob is used to the pain, the result will be the same. The main reason is that the strength and fighting level between them are too different, so it is not the same level."

"Let's wait and see. After the humiliation just now, Barrob must be extremely angry now. He will make that Chinese boy regret coming to this world. I think we can call an ambulance for him...I'm a grass?"

However, what happened immediately made them shut up.
Chapter completed!