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The 125th chapter house (1)

Chapter 125: Home (1)

The magic of the plane channel made Diao Chan and Cai Wenji's eyes full of curiosity, and Dian Wei looked calm and unlucky, looking at the bizarre Lu Li in front of him without blinking.

"Mr. Huang is a god?" Cai Wenji still had a black veil mask, which disappointed Huang Xuan for a long time.

"I'm still a monster." Huang Xuan shook his head and said, "After going back, I'll give you some tutoring lessons. My current state is between an idiot and a god.

"Oh." Cai Wenji finally nodded obediently. It seems that when people encounter things they don't understand, they are more likely to trust others.

The plane passage is located in Brazil. Huang Xuan and three people landed in the office of Hexin Industrial Branch. The three-story building is located on the base. The basement is connected to the first floor, with more than a hundred ordinary servers, and four or five people are responsible for daily maintenance. This place is nominally a consulting company, but the staff are all working in Sao Paulo, and the service objects are mainly industries under Huang Xuan's name, so the rooms are empty.

Half of the third floor was opened to become a manager's room, and the so-called manager was naturally Huang Xuan. The two girls looked at the glass and concrete buildings, and their heads were full of question marks. Huang Xuan glanced at them, shook his head, picked out a few sets of clothes from the wardrobe that had been prepared long ago, and then found the largest set to hand it to Dian Wei, saying, "You and I will go in and change clothes."

Dian Wei followed Huang Xuan into the small suite, leaving Diao Chan and Cai Yan around there.

The main office area of ​​Hexin Industrial was rented in the Republic Square in St. Paul. There were only two left-behind staff here. Huang Xuan changed into a suit and taught Dianwei to use zippers and buttons, and then walked out of the room.

There are only the security guard guards and an idle front desk downstairs. In fact, there are only these two who are actually under this branch and are still in this office building.

Huang Xuan walked out from behind and knocked on the wooden board at the front desk. The Brazilian girl who was playing minesweeping suddenly jumped up.

"Hello." The little girl seemed at a loss and didn't even see the direction Huang Xuan was coming, so the words he prepared were wasted.

"Do you know me?" Huang Xuan knocked on the table again.

The front desk lady looked about 20 years old, but she looked a little old. Seeing that Huang Xuan was quite young, she breathed a sigh of relief just now. When Huang Xuan asked this, she immediately became nervous again.

When Huang Xuan was recruiting employees on the same day, he specifically instructed Li Qing to let the front desk and senior executives of each company know him so that he can drive his right. Now it seems that this trick seems to be effective.

The front desk was sweating when he pinched his palms. He couldn't help but move his hands and feet and said, "Are you Mr. Huang Xuan?"

"It's okay to recognize me." Huang Xuan smiled, then looked at the minesweeping on the computer and said in Portuguese: "Help me buy some sets of women's clothes, simpler, about 1.7 meters tall, oh, and shoes. They all came to my office. What's your name?"

He said as he took out thousands of reals from his pocket, which were usually reserved in the office.

"My name is Patricia." When she saw the money, she became more and more convinced that Huang Xuan was the legendary boss. As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to leave with the money in a panic. She stopped again and asked in a low voice: "What size should the shoes be?"

Huang Xuan really didn't know, but Lorraine answered on his behalf. He chased after him, "Remember to have a full set." Patricia rushed out of the hall without looking back, and even forgot to close the door.

Huang Xuan looked at the computer on the desk helplessly, thinking that if there were really thieves here, the harvest should be fruitful.

Back on the third floor, Diao Chan was studying a crystal pegasus, with long eyelashes almost pressed against the horse's neck. Cai Yan was wearing a veil and nostalgic in front of the bookcase. It was obvious that she was confused about simplified Chinese, English and Portuguese. In contrast, Dian Wei was much simpler. He was just struggling to fight the button on the top of the shirt, and Huang Xuan couldn't understand whether he wanted to untie or tie it.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, the three of them just glanced at Huang Xuan and returned to their own track. Even Dian Wei was no exception. This made Huang Xuan feel very depressed. He originally thought that someone would kneel down and call him "big immortal".

Before she bought the clothes, Huang Xuan sat on the chair and coughed, "Uh..., do you know where this place is?"

No one looked up.

Huang Xuan coughed again and said, "Do you know why the building is so high and that carriage is so weird?"

No one pays attention.

Huang Xuan finally knew why the leaders always like to cough. It was too embarrassing to speak without the audience, and it made his throat hurt.

It was Cai Yan who turned around from the direction of the bookcase and asked, "Mr. Huang, why are the words here so weird?"

"This was invented many years later. It was for the convenience of writing, so the steps were simplified." Huang Xuan was very happy that someone had taken care of him.

"Indeed." Cai Yan nodded slightly and said, "These words are connected in one stroke, but they are much faster."

A single stroke was connected? Huang Xuan looked at him and saw that this young lady was holding an English book. He had to cough again and said, "That's a novel, a place far from Luoyang. You might as well call me Huang Xuan."

Cai Yan said "happy" and learned from Diao Chan, "Mr. Huang, are there any classics that compare these two texts? After I read it, Mr. Huang's problem should be understood."

It is called the English-Chinese dictionary. A college student still knows nothing after four years of study. You are only one year older than me at most. Huang Xuan secretly complained, but he still agreed. After all, he brought the person here. Although he felt sorry for her life, he had some other ideas.

Diao Chan blinked her long eyelashes and held the crystal pegasus in her hand and said, "I'll just follow the young master, don't know so much."

Dian Wei also released one hand, nodded, and then fought with the button again.

Huang Xuan didn't know what to say now, and just as the knock on the door sounded, he hurriedly ran over and opened the door, and took several clothes from Patricia's hand.

According to a Brazilian girl's "simple" idea, these clothes are indeed within Huang Xuan's cognition range, without any headaches such as belts and pantyhose, but for a junior high school student, they are not simple. Huang Xuan held his pocket in one hand and handed them to Diao Chan and Cai Yan with his head in his mouth, saying, "This is the clothes from this place. You should also change them and study them in it."

The little Diao Mei blushed suddenly and pinched the bag with two fingers. She was still wearing clothes at home, so Lorraine didn't have the nerve to not bring them to her.
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