Reborn King of Marketing

This is the rhythm of being used as a shield!

Zhang Xuebing hated being taken advantage of, but this time he had to hold his nose and admit it.

Before she finished speaking, Boliswa stretched out her slender wrist to hold Zhang Xuebing's arm, and deliberately moved closer to rest her head on his shoulder, making her appear very intimate.

The white face of Kliskey instantly turned into a cooked crab shell and turned red.

After he jabbered, Shitou translated, "No way, you deliberately found this person in order to avoid my pursuit. I don't believe you would like a yellow-skinned monkey!"

When Shitou translated this, he suddenly became furious.

Zhang Xuebing is the eldest brother he respects the most, even more than his parents, and he will never allow anyone to insult him.

Shitou was so angry that he jumped up and tried to slap Kliskey, who was much taller than him.

Now is not the time for a fight, Zhang Xuebing quickly grabbed him and said, "Today you are the translator, I am responsible for everything else!"

Shitou did not dare to disobey Zhang Xuebing, so he had to stand aside angrily.

Kliskey glared at Shitou, raised his hand and made a gesture of slitting his throat, and sneered, "How dare a yellow-skinned monkey use force?"

Shitou didn't show any signs of weakness and stared back, cursing in poor screw language, "White-skinned pigs only know how to breed!"

Kliskey was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant and cursed, "You little yellow-skinned monkey is looking for death!"

Shitou was very good at this kind of scolding, and he immediately responded tit for tat, "The fat white pig should be cleaned and ready to be slaughtered!"

The two of them actually exchanged insults at each other, causing everyone dancing around to point and point.

Zhang Xuebing did not stop Shitou from scolding him. It was embarrassing for a grown man in his twenties to argue with a teenager, no matter whether he suffered a loss or not.

After a while, Kliskey ran out of words and could only scold yellow-skinned monkeys over and over again.

However, Shi Tou was ingenious and made random sentences using the screw language he had learned. Although it was not grammatical, it sounded like a witty saying and had a unique sense of rhythm, which made the onlookers exclaim that it was magical.

What a talent! This kid couldn't form sentences in Chinese fluently when he was in school, but he actually learned to form sentences in a foreign language. He will definitely make a difference in the future!

Zhang Xuebing turned to look at Boliswa, who was holding his arm. Her face was full of embarrassment and shame, and she seemed to be embarrassed for her compatriots.

At this time, Zhang Xuebing felt that the two of them were too close, so he retreated slightly.

But Boliswa noticed Zhang Xuebing's movements, hugged his arms tightly and pressed half of her limp body against his back.

"You are now my dance partner. To use a saying in your capital city, you have to perform a full performance!"

This whole thing today is all because of you, a foreign girl. If you want to do business well, you don’t want me to dance with you.

Zhang Xuebing became angry, freed up his uninjured hand, and slapped her buttocks hard as punishment.

Boliswa let out a low and coquettish cry, gave Zhang Xuebing a fierce look with her beautiful eyes, and hugged his arm tighter, as if she was a flirting little lover.

The scolding war continued, and Kliskey was already red-faced and unable to counterattack, but the stone was as easy as a fish in water.

Zhang Xuebing smiled bitterly. He was embarrassed for this Kliskey at this moment. No wonder the screw country was deteriorating. Finally, in this field, the heroism and pride of the older generation were ruined by these young people who only knew about pleasure.

It's sunset?

"That's enough, Kliskey!" Natasha came over with the old scholar and a few screw country officers, her tense face showed no anger, and anger flashed in her eyes.

"Kriskey, a dignified officer, actually cursed with a child. Don't you think it's an embarrassment to the alliance?"

Kliskey's blushing face immediately turned pale with embarrassment. He hurriedly stood at attention and saluted, lowered his head and said nothing.

The crowd of spectators also dispersed, and the old scholar glared at Zhang Xuebing and Shitou, and said softly to Natasha.

"The young man in front of me is my favorite disciple Zhang Xuebing, and he also raised the goods this time!"

Not only was Natasha not angry when she saw her daughter clinging to the boy, but she also looked at Zhang Xuebing with admiration and nodded slightly to express her appreciation.

Bolisva softly called her mother, then stepped forward to hug Natasha and act coquettishly.

Natasha kissed her daughter's forehead gently, motioned for her to go aside, and then said to Zhang Xuebing in substandard Mandarin, "Welcome to my hometown fellows from my second hometown!"

Is this a tongue twister? Why does it still smell like Shandong Kuaishu? Is it possible that her Chinese language teacher is from there?

Three big question marks popped up in Zhang Xuebing's mind, and he greeted him very politely on the surface.

I originally thought that Boliswa would not stick to him anymore, but contrary to expectations, she stuck to him tightly again, making Zhang Xuebing very angry.

He hurriedly cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, started chatting with Natasha, and made subtle insinuations to test her attitude toward purchasing goods.

At this time, Kliskey, who had just lost face, walked to the other end of the ballroom, picked up a glass of ice-cold vodka from the dining table, and walked slowly towards a group of young officers.

"Hi, Ivan, I just saw Bolisva and a yellow-skinned monkey together, and she seemed very affectionate..."

On the other side, Natasha waited for Zhang Xuebing to finish speaking, then immediately picked up her wine glass and smiled.

"Tonight is a dance. The theme is joy and indulgence. We will talk about business tomorrow. Young people, let go and unleash your enthusiasm. We old guys also want to talk about our hearts!"

Natasha raised her eyebrows at her daughter and smiled playfully, "Borisva, you must accompany our guests!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she and the old scholar walked to the far corner with wine glasses and plates in hand, apparently intending to continue reminiscing about old times.

Zhang Xuebing even doubted whether the two of them would have a second spring and relive their old dreams.

Soothing music played, and Boliswa chuckled, "My dance partner, don't you really want to ask me to dance?"

Zhang Xuebing rubbed his stomach and looked embarrassed, "It's okay to dance, but you have to have strength. Let's fill our stomachs first!"

Boliswa shrugged and led Zhang Xuebing to the T-shaped dining table.

The dance is a buffet style, and guests can choose their own meals and drinks.

The dining table was surrounded by a sweet and rich aroma, which made Zhang Xuebing, who had been hungry for a long time, feel like his stomach was on fire.

But when he lowered his head and looked at the things on the dining table, he was immediately disappointed.

I originally thought that the delicacies were all listed on land and water, but it turned out that there were only two kinds of barbecued meats that were considered hard dishes, and the rest were some beetroot soup, borscht, and various vegetable and fruit salads.

The largest and most eye-catching ones are all kinds of bread, French fries, and French potato chips, piled up like a hill, exuding a sweet and greasy aroma.

Now that he's here, don't be polite. Zhang Xuebing called Shitou to help him, and he picked up the dinner plate and knife to cut the barbecue.

At this moment, several tall and strong young officers from the Screw Country slowly walked over like a wall.