Rebirth: Starting from the 1992 Fortune Certificate

Chapter 325 Miscalculation, what they are saying is just birdsong, I can’t understand it!

Author: little fat lady

Chapter 325 Miscalculation, what they are saying is just birdsong, I can’t understand it!

"Business is coming, business is coming, so cheer up!"

When He Hongchang saw a few Middle Easterners coming, he quickly called on Hou Dunzi and the others to be alert.

These are all wealthy and wealthy owners!

Moreover, not only are they rich, but they also have no sense of security. These are the big dogs.

"Boss, we can't sell this gas tank, but we can't sell it."

"But none of us, the rough guys, can understand the foreigners' bird songs!"

“Those croaks just asked us questions over and over again, but we didn’t understand a single word!”

"So, boss, do you understand?"

The ones complaining were Junzi and the others, but just now there were several waves of gringos who came to their stall and pointed at them.

But no one can understand it!

Therefore, it is totally wrong, let alone selling your own gas tank.

And their boss, He Hongchang, only paid attention to the dishes and paid no attention to those black people or white people.

On the contrary, for those wearing headscarves in front of me, the boss seemed to be a completely different person, as enthusiastic as he wanted to be.

"Well!?"

He Hongchang was also dumbfounded when Jun Zi and others asked him directly.

Don’t say it yet!

He really didn't understand a word of it, even if those black guys and white guys just spoke English.

Even if He Hongchang could pass more than 110 points in the English college entrance examination this time, he even got a perfect score of 120!

But, do you really need him to speak or listen?

Catch them all blind!

Therefore, English is quite difficult, let alone those Arabic languages ​​in the Middle East.

Language barrier is a big problem.

"Hello, what you are selling here are actually gas tanks!?"

English!

These big dog owners speak English, not their native Arabic!

That’s right!

After all, in this era, the only international language is English.

These big business people go abroad to buy things, and they can’t speak English at all.

Still the same!

The tone of voice was also very, very surprised, almost exactly the same as the tone of those waves of black and white ghosts just now.

You can tell!

This central exhibition stand that has attracted much attention is finally out of the exhibition to sell goods.

But it turned out to be a gas tank, which surprised these Dogecoin foreigners.

but!

These wealthy businessmen spoke in English, and He Hongchang and the others also listened in confusion.

"Hello, hello!"

He Hongchang understood the meaning of the greeting, but the one with the exclamation tone at the back could only rely on guessing.

Eighty percent of it is just a gas tank!

Because He Hongchang didn't remember or understand the word "gas tank" at all.

But in the first few waves of English, words with this pronunciation appeared several times.

The eighty percent were marveling at their gas tanks.

"Sir, you actually sell gas cans at the Canton Fair!?"

"How do you sell your gas tanks?!"

"We just need to buy a batch of gas cans!"

We really met a buyer, but He Hongchang and the others couldn't understand it at all!

They all looked at each other in shock and were speechless!

"Boss, what are they muttering about!? Are they asking how we sell our gas tanks?"

"If you understand, you can reply to them!"

Junzi Laomo and the others ran against He Hongchang very unkindly and said while suppressing a smile.

I understand what your sister understands!

He Hongchang also scolded her, "Why are you going to the Canton Fair to embarrass yourself if you don't understand the language?"

"Hong Chang, it seems we have to hire some translators!"

"I see there is a place that specializes in spoken language translators over there. Should I go over there and hire one now?!"

Hou Dunzi also suppressed a smile and said to He Hongchang.

"translate?!"

“We have our own translator!”

He Hongchang pointed his nose at him, "Can we not prepare an interpreter for the Canton Fair?"

He Hongchang prepared it!

And I have prepared two of them, but so far, they have not come to work.

Too!

Mu Wanchu looked at Yunrou and those two girls, what were they doing in the hotel?

A high school teacher who specializes in teaching English must have an English proficiency of above 8;

One of them graduated from Oxford, England, and has been doing foreign trade in Northern Europe all year round, not to mention his English proficiency.

Therefore, there was no need for He Hongchang at all in terms of translation, and we had to hire someone else.

But who knows!

All the big guys came to the door, but the two women were still lingering in the hotel. It was almost ten o'clock and they still hadn't come over.

I really don’t know what they were curious about last night...

I am curious about whether what He Hongchang sells is ordinary gas tanks, and how curious he is.

If he was really that curious, people should have been there long ago.

"We have our own translator!?"

"Where are the people!?"

At this time, Houdunzi and the others were all curious and began to look around for someone.

"Isn't that coming!?"

fine!

He Hongchang looked around and saw that Mu Wanchu, Gu Yunrou and the two girls had finally come together.

"Sori Sori, please wait a moment, please wait a moment!"

Although he doesn't know a few words in English, He Hongchang can still speak a few simple spoken words for communication!

These big business owners in the Middle East obviously realized the language barrier and were about to leave impatiently.

Hearing what He Hongchang said, he stopped and followed everyone's gaze. How could I dare to look behind me.

I saw two beautiful figures walking slowly towards this side under the sunlight, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

"good!"

The big dog owners couldn't help but marvel.

"Gu, your paralyzed virtue!"

He Hongchang suddenly felt unhappy and wanted to dig out the eyeballs of these dog coins.

However, the two women, Mu Wanchu and Gu Yunrou, had obviously dressed up carefully, so no wonder they arrived late.

Stunning!

Even though He Hongchang and Mu Wanchu were an old couple, they were still moved by a touch of surprise.

Normally, I would have to press it directly on the table...

"Hong Chang, are you not late?"

"Mr. He, Sister Wanchu and I are not late, are we?"

Mu Wanchu took off his sunglasses and greeted He Hongchang playfully, and Gu Yunrou also said hello in unison.

"Not too late, not too late, just right, just right!"

"You came just in time to help translate and ask them if they want to buy our gas tanks!"

He Hongchang was even more outraged when he was cheated on by Mu Wanchu.

What a goblin!

Wait!

After I open up the situation and place orders, see how I stab you to death!

"Gentlemen, may I ask where you are from? Do you need to buy our gas tanks?"

After receiving the instruction, Mu Wanchu quickly got into the role, turned around to those Middle Eastern guys, greeted and asked in fluent English.

"Hello beautiful oriental lady, we are coming from the Crown Camel, my name is Rashid!"

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, how much does a gas tank cost here?"

A Middle Eastern man named Rashid introduced himself and asked about the price of the gas tank.

"They came to the Crown Camel, and the leader was Rashid. They asked how much our gas tanks cost per meter!"

After Mu Wanchu smiled and nodded, he translated for He Hongchang.

Come to the crown camel? That is Yilang!

Depend on!

Sure enough, this is a bigger dog than a camel wearing a turban!

In the 1990s, Crown Camel was the richest dog owner in the entire Middle East!

It is only in recent years that the turbaned camel has been overtaken.

However, as far as He Hongchang is concerned, he doesn't care at all.

What he is most concerned about now is the crowned camel, so he won't talk about it until he kills it ruthlessly.

"Tell them, the gas tanks here range from 300 meters to 800 meters..."

"Minimum three hundred meters?"

"Are you selling gold?!"

Before He Hongchang could finish speaking, Mu Wanchu asked her to tell the Middle Eastern guy that the minimum price of these gas tanks was three hundred meters for a knives?!

Is this...what a joke!?

A three-hundred-meter knife, converted into an old man's national currency, is more than 1,800 yuan!

Oh my God!

Whose gas tank dares to sell it so expensively!?

"How many!?"

"Three hundred meters of sword, how many old men does that cost!?"

Houdunzi, who was standing by, was also confused!

Domestic national currency has several old people printed on it, so the ten-dollar currency is usually called the Great Unity, and the one hundred yuan currency is called the Old Man's Head.

But for the national currency, it is usually called old man’s head.

I heard that they were selling 300-meter swords. How many old men would that cost!?

Anyway, Houdunzi and the others don't understand, and they don't know how to convert it.

All I know is that a rice knife is definitely worth more than an old man’s head, otherwise, what’s the point of earning foreign exchange!

They only know that three hundred meters for a knife, or three hundred for an old man, is a sky-high price for them.

Selling three hundred old men’s heads!?

Are their gas tanks made of gold?

You must know that the ex-factory price of what they usually buy in China is only fifteen yuan each.

When we went to the market, we paid 20 yuan each!

But when Hong Chang opened his mouth, he stabbed three hundred meters directly. Are you crazy!?

There are rice knives to pick up at the Canton Fair, but you don’t just grab them directly!

"A three-hundred-meter knife, converted into an old man's head, is about one thousand eight hundred to one thousand nineteen!"

Mu Wanchu was really surprised, otherwise she would not have told Hou Dunzi and the others such a problem.

"How much? One thousand and eighty!?"

Houdunzi and the others were not frightened on the spot!

Crazy!

For a gas tank, Hong Chang directly quoted one thousand eighty yuan?

Moreover, the minimum is one thousand and eighty. As for the eight hundred rice knife, Houdunzi and the others dare not even think about how many old people it costs!

"Originally, I planned to make small profits but quick turnover, and the lowest quotation was one hundred and fifty to two hundred. Who are these dog coins? I'm looking at you!"

"So, the price now is as low as 300 meters!"

He Hongchang didn't care about Hou Dunzi and the others, but directly asked Mu Wanchu to quote the price. He said it so blatantly that I was jealous!

So, the price has to be increased!

And the price is directly doubled!

Anyway, it’s the crowned camel, and He Hongchang has decided to take over this big dog business.

"Three hundred to eight hundred meters, are you sure you're not just trying to get angry!?"

Mu Wanchu was also drunk. Out of courtesy, the foreigner admired your woman's beauty. Are you so jealous that you'd kill her?

But even if you’re not jealous and don’t plan to kill it, the unit price of one hundred and fifty rice knives is still outrageous, right?

What we sell are gas tanks, not gas tanks made of gold!

"Whoever is angry, just translate if you are asked, and stop questioning!" He Hongchang said to the woman.

This goblin just comes out to be coquettish. Why are you dressing so stunningly when you have nothing to do?

"That's okay!"

"Then I really made this quotation. If people are scared away, don't blame me for not explaining it clearly to you!"

Mu Wanchu was also hesitant. He really didn't know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd.

Seeing that He Hongchang was serious, Mu Wanchu translated to the Middle Eastern guy: "Mr. Rashid, the gas tanks we have here range from 300 meters to 500 meters!"

"Walter? How much!?"

Sure enough, this big businessman named Rashid exclaimed on the spot after hearing that the price was as high as 300 meters.

"Tell them, if you buy more... we will give you a set of fixed shelves for free for every ten, and a set of movable shelves for every fifty!"

Before Mu Wanchu could show her hands to him, He Hongchang directly asked her to translate and said.

"Shelf!? What shelf?!"

This time, it was Mu Wanchu's turn to be confused again.

"You just need to translate and they will understand!"

He Hongchang is instructing the woman again, just follow the translation, how can you be so curious?

"Walter? Shelf!?"

After Mu Wanchu interpreted He Hongchang's original words intact, the Middle Eastern guy named Rashid exclaimed again!

But soon, a Middle Eastern guy named Rashid realized a problem!

Just now they were wondering that the style of these gas cans was different from what they had seen before.

The gas tanks on display made them feel strangely familiar at first glance!

Just now I was wondering why the gas tanks in the East are not made the same as those in the Middle East.

This is the Canton Fair, not any other trading market.

Now, I heard that racks were actually provided, and some of the racks even had tires installed on them. This...

In an instant, the Middle Eastern guy named Rashid realized and woke up.

Could it really be that thing?

Seeing the confused and surprised expression on the other party's face, He Hongchang knew that these big business owners must have realized it.

When even he said to himself: "Mr. Rashid, I heard that your crowned camels are still having conflicts with the bearded and turbaned camels?"

"It has already spread into your country?!"

Well!?

This time, Mu Wanchu, who was about to interpret on the spot, was stunned.

Because what He Hongchang speaks now is English, not Mandarin.

Depend on!

Didn't this guy say that his spoken English is not very good?

Why do you speak so fluently now!?

On the other hand, Hou Dunzi and the others next to them didn't realize for a while that He Hongchang was speaking in a foreign language.

Did you see that?!

I don’t pretend anymore, in fact my speaking is still good!

Seeing the woman's expression as if she had seen a ghost, He Hongchang was also very happy.

yes!

As early as just now, He Hongchang knew nothing about English!

But after Mu Wanchu had several exchanges with the Middle Eastern guy, He Hongchang's golden finger became more powerful again.

Let He Hongchang master a foreign language on the spot!

It can only be said that Goldfinger’s potential is unlimited, and so is He Hongchang’s!

When it came to the conflict with the Bearded Camel, the Middle Eastern guy Rashid gritted his teeth and said with indignation: "Yes, sir and madam! The damn Bearded Camel has invaded our country!"

"But I believe that our crowned camels will drive these invasive bed bugs out of the country sooner or later!"

"At the same time, they will also pay a heavy price!"

This time, He Hongchang understood it directly without the need for Mu Wanchu to translate.

Immediately, he said quietly and instigating trouble:

"The robbers and bandits are indeed hateful, but life must go on, buy some of our gas tanks!!"

Originally, He Hongchang didn't dare to say it directly in front of Hou Dunzi and the others!

But now that he can speak English himself, there is nothing to worry about!

Anyway, Hou Dunzi and the others don’t understand!

Mu Wanchu, who can understand, can still sell him!?

"Gas tank!?"

Rashid, a Middle Eastern guy, was shocked by this. Life is indeed inseparable from gas tanks, but it doesn't mean that we can't live without your gas tanks.

You keep talking about gas tanks. Is there any profound meaning?

Rashid, the Middle Eastern guy, looked at the gas tank in front of him again and began to think about it.

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