On Earth, the countries that eat whale meat are mainly Japan, Norway and Denmark, and among these countries, Japan has the highest utilization rate of whales. For example, they regard the blubber (that is, whale oil) that Norwegians do not eat at all as delicious. In addition, the same part is usually sold at a higher price in Japan than Norway.

However, due to the international condemnation, the Japanese were also a little nervous about eating whales, and they registered in detail the whales that were eaten (or self-proclaimed scientific research). At the same time, whales trading itself was prohibited, which made it difficult for Huang Xuan to deal with "property".

However, difficulties are just difficulties. Since drugs and arms can be sold openly, whales are naturally no exception. According to Huang Xuan's idea, in Japanese stores that specialize in selling whales, the bosses will not mind where the whale meat comes from, and in companies that produce medicines, they will not be dissatisfied with the cheap and numerous raw materials. In this way, everything is just a matter of price.

In terms of contacting buyers, Lorraine's role is completely better than that of a large consulting company, especially when he can have any consulting company information. Using telephone or fax, he can even communicate directly with the other party, and all Huang Xuan has to do is to show his face when possible.

When the last container was dragged into the cold storage, Huang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. The cold storage manager was originally unwilling to let the container enter the cold storage directly, but he barely allowed Huang Xuan's request for the sake of overflowing 10%, but he looked unhappy.

Huang Xuan gave him a big smile. This is a cute Brazilian. Anyone who puts his mood on his face can be called cute. The standard of course depends on the mood of the person involved.

At this time, Li Qing also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Huang Xuan, it's time to go back. Your dad is going home tonight."

Huang Xuan responded, looked at the cold storage door closed before turning around and saying goodbye to others, and said, "Brother Qing, don't tell my dad about what happened today."

"Where did you go?"

"Just say you'll go around St. Paul's city." Huang Xuan said casually.

Li Qing said "happy" and discussed with the boss's son that cheating the boss was a very wonderful experience, and there was a sense of pleasure of being a traitor.

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Huang's father went home with a smile. It is said that it is related to the research on what structure. Huang Xuan was very happy to see his father's smile, which calmed down his uneasy mood.

After dinner, I spoke to my mother on the phone, and it was said that everything was fine. Then my father took over the control of the phone, drove Huang Xuan upstairs alone, and said, "I have hired you a new tutor, remember to get up early tomorrow."

It is a blessing to not continue to be poisoned by Dasilva, but the new tutor may be named Dasilva. Huang Xuan had no say in this matter. He just said to Lorraine angrily: "Does your former travelers also have to learn countless languages? Why don't they commit suicide?" He may have reasons for being angry. When a middle school student who has just started to get in touch with English and is in pain, he finds that he needs to learn basic Portuguese dialogue within half a year, and occasionally some neuroticism can be understood.

Lorraine can only say sorry for this. For receiving the rewards as secretary and not satisfying the investors, the comrade of the guard said that he would be strict self-disciplined and deepen reforms. However, at present, he can only propose a compensation plan: "In the future, in terms of translation, you can save energy as much as possible and strive to keep the lengths between bytes similar - that is, you will not translate a Chinese word into a sentence." At the end, Lorraine said: "As a level 23 authority owner, I suggest you learn more than 3 languages, which is beneficial for your plane travel."

Huang Xuan scoffed at it and spent 1 million US dollars to translate englishi into England instead of England. Is this kind of byte similarity worth calling it the future level?

So Comrade Lorraine said kindly: "In this way, on important occasions, I can use the energy saved to correct my vision and use light distortion to help you change your lip shape."

"That's called an illusion in our case." Huang Xuan said with deep doubts: "If you can change your mouth shape and translate by bytes, why did we ask me to use a scarf to block my mouth with a scarf, or just talk and move my lips?"

"It consumes energy very much in the outer plane." When will Lorraine complain? Huang Xuan had to let him go after all. The base is still in Nanjing, and the server still has to be bought in the end.

After contacting Li Shenggang and others in China, everything was fine and the whales were still in the cold storage. Huang Xuan had to go to the school, Sao Paulo Foreign Languages ​​College in a depressed manner. If in China, when you go to university, you are free from the constraints of education, then being an auditor at a Brazilian university is just the beginning of the constraints.

Most of the professors in the college are very serious. Unlike China, in Brazilian universities, it is not only possible to be promoted to professors with strong academic abilities. The teaching itself is also a way to promote, so it is not surprising that Huang Xuan met an extremely serious old professor.

Professor Paulino is probably in his sixties and has a messy white hair, which is only slightly inferior to Einstein. He teaches Portuguese and English, and he speaks Spanish and Italian, and even not very fluent French. From the viewer's point of view, Huang Xuan admires this old man who is still learning Russian by himself, but from the point of view of the parties involved, being in a messy English and Portuguese environment is not a pleasant experience.

Huang Xuan went to school very early. Although Chinese people are always criticized by their own people, Japanese, and Americans for being unpunctual, they are more rigorous than Brazilians. At least Huang Xuan has never seen a crowd of people who are still flowing during class. The professor doesn't care at all, but if he wants to say that he has a good temper, Professor Paulino's anger will be ignited instantly for those who speak and do other things in class.

Generally speaking, Mr. Paulino doesn’t use violence, but for Brazilian students, deducting credits is a worse punishment than rushing out of the classroom.

Huang Qunsheng is a father who doesn't know much about education. The reason why he can work happily in his favorite field in China is that he married an enviable wife. Zhang Xinyi was fully responsible for Huang Xuan's education.

However, in Brazil, Huang Qunsheng only knew how to throw Huang Xuan to the Foreign Languages ​​College and hire a tutor. In addition, he spent all his time in the research institute, and even during this special period, his mood for research did not decrease slightly.

Huang Xuan had to pay for his father's irresponsibility. Although he could not understand English or Spanish, he still had to stay in the classroom and could not even do other things. Professor Paulino was a curious old man. He took good care of children from China and did not slacken because he was just an auditor.

Fortunately, there is also Lorraine. The guardian is a staunch educator. He believes that a qualified base authority owner should know more than 3 foreign languages ​​and have knowledge beyond ordinary people - this is the basic principle of reducing energy superposition. Although Huang Xuan is not interested in this, he still doesn't mind chatting with Lorraine when he is doing nothing. When discussing too many local local languages ​​among Brazilian words, the back door quietly opened again.

The last door of the staircase classroom was coated with thick lubricating oil by the students. There was almost no sound in the opening and closing. Only when the two doors collided with each other would he say hello intimately. During the whole class, such sounds often appeared. Huang Xuan had become accustomed to it. Until someone was sitting next to him gently, Huang Xuan turned his head slightly, wanting to see who was so bold and dared to ignore the terrifying Paulino, and crossed half of the classroom and sat next to him.

The other party has perfect blonde hair. This is Huang Xuan’s first impression. Brazil is a multi-ethnic country, but brown is the most common hair color. Similar colors are not as pure as black hair. This is Huang Xuan’s subjective idea. Maybe it is related to his young man and not knowing how to appreciate the great minds of Brazilian beauties.

Huang Xuan's seat was by the window, and the cold wind slowly passed by his head, which was cool and pleasant. At the same time, it gently blew the long light golden hair of the beauty beside him, making her swing slightly fluffy on her neck.

The hair gave the best embellishment of fair shoulder blades, and the skin was as crystal clear as snow, completely different from the European and Americans he saw. When he looked closely, his pores tightly contracted together, and the overall skin looked smooth and delicate.

Perhaps she felt Huang Xuan’s unscrupulous comments. The girl next to her wrinkled her high nose bridge and turned her head, her plump lips slightly raised, fully expressing her mood at this moment.

It is not shameful to peek at the beauty's behavior. Huang Xuan had been raised at home for a long time. At this moment, he raised his head straight, showed a cramped smile, giving the other party a big grimace.
Chapter completed!