Reborn King of Marketing

"My dear Boliswa, I just heard a fool say that you were actually with a yellow-skinned monkey. I thought he was lying to me, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"I didn't expect that our most beautiful swallow would fly to the sparrow's nest. What a pity for your beautiful feathers!"

The officers of the Screw Country kept talking to each other one after another.

Shitou was busy translating, but one person actually spoke the words of several people perfectly, which truly showed his talent for language.

Yanzi, a cyan female spy trained by Sword and Shield, makes special agents from all over the world frightened.

Despite their soft and gentle appearance, in fact they can do anything to complete their tasks.

Zhang Xuebing had a headache. He should have noticed a long time ago that Boliswa was a swallow. No wonder she was so good at flirting. Every time she scratched his itch, it turned out to be a professionally trained swallow!

Feeling regretful in his heart, he immediately became vigilant. Did Natasha have any deep meaning in letting this swallow accompany him?

The leading Screw Country officer made an invitation gesture to Boliswa and said arrogantly.

"My dear, you belong to me tonight. I think we will have many things to talk about in depth after the dance!"

Bolisva sneered, "Ivan, thank you for your kindness. I have a dance partner today. Besides, my tutor is very strict and I will never continue to entangle with the opposite sex after the dance!"

Ivan heard the sarcasm in her words, but didn't take it seriously. He looked at Zhang Xuebing with provocative eyes, "I think your dance partner will definitely give up!"

As he spoke, he took off an electronic watch from his wrist, waved it in front of Zhang Xuebing's eyes and said, "This watch is for you, take it and go, Boliswa belongs to me!"

This guy looked condescending and sounded like he was giving alms to a beggar.

This kind of broken watch can sell for more than 20 yuan at most in China. Do you still think it is Richard Mille worth tens of millions?

Zhang Xuebing rolled his eyes angrily, raised his wrist to look at the time, and when he lowered his hand, he hugged Boliswa tighter.

"Junior sister, it's past eight o'clock, and our rice and water are not sticky to our teeth. I don't think we can eat well here. Why don't we go back to the city and find a restaurant to eat casually?"

Boliswa smiled, pouted and said aggrievedly, "We haven't even danced a single dance. Hey, senior brother, your watch is really beautiful. It must be a Rolex. It's very expensive!"

Another young officer sneered and took out his wallet, pulled out a thick stack of banknotes, and said bossily.

"Ten thousand rupees, your watch belongs to me!"

After listening to Shitou's translation, Zhang Xuebing almost burst into laughter. Why didn't you just say that you had to exchange two rolls of toilet paper for it? Why did you still pretend that the exchange rate of the rupee was higher than that of the U.S. dollar?

At this moment, a potbellied old man in a suit and leather shoes next to him saw Zhang Xuebing's Rolex and immediately exclaimed.

"An old platinum Rolex. I'll give you two thousand dollars, young man. Are you willing to part with it?"

As soon as these words came out, several young officers immediately blushed with shame.

Boliswa smiled cleverly and said, "Uncle Levikov, you are so generous that you actually gave two thousand dollars to buy my boyfriend's watch?"

Levikov raised his beard and said, "My child, this is an antique watch. Young people like girls, but old men like me like antiques!"

"I'm sorry, I wanted to give it to Boliswa!"

Zhang Xuebing had known for a long time that this was an antique watch, but he had never paid too much attention to it. At worst, he would go to the flea market to find one. Today, he would make a complete set for the show. He immediately took off the watch and handed it to Boliswa.

"Junior sister gave it to you!"

Surprise flashed through Boliswa's eyes, and the little bird leaned on Zhang Xuebing's shoulder and said sweetly.

"Is it a love token? It's too precious. But give it to me. How do you tell the time? Let's exchange it!"

As he spoke, he took off the Longines women's watch from his wrist, put it on Zhang Xuebing's wrist tenderly, and then placed his empty wrist in front of him.

Zhang Xuebing understood that he was asking him to put it on her, and he couldn't let go of the chain now that the matter was over, so he had no choice but to pretend to be intimate and pick up her soft and delicate wrist.

Ivan couldn't stand this show of affection anymore and roared like a bull.

"Boriswa, you are an elite cultivated by the alliance. Even if you don't like me, you will never be allowed to associate with inferior people. You are not allowed to do so. They are not worthy, even if the nouveau riche is rich, they are not worthy!"

Shitou almost finished translating this sentence through gritted teeth, and then glared at the guy opposite him fiercely.

Bolisva glanced at Ivan contemptuously, raised her head and said proudly.

"My life can be dedicated to the Alliance, but my love belongs to me. No one can stop me from seeking true love!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly turned around, facing Zhang Xuebing, wrapped her hands around his neck, and pressed her delicate red lips against him.

Zhang Xuebing was stunned when he felt something slippery and soft go into his mouth, and it quickly intertwined with his tongue. It ran away before he could react, leaving only the faint scent of roses lingering in his mouth and nose.

It refused to go away for a long time.

Was I being molested? Is it easy to go out to do business, risk your life and property, and still be molested!

Zhang Xuebing looked at the pretty face that was pulling away, and couldn't help but get angry, and slapped Boliswa's buttocks hard with a familiar slap.

This made Boliswa let out a sweet cry and looked at him with resentful and resentful eyes. She felt like her whole body was numb and hanging limply on his body.

There was a crisp sound, as if it had been slapped on the face of the Screw Country officer present.

Their faces turned from white to red, from red to blue, and finally turned iron-black. The veins on their foreheads also popped out. They were all breathing heavily like a group of old cows.

"That's enough, Boliswa, whether you are true or not, you have aroused our anger. I want to duel with this inferior person!"

Ivan took out a pair of snow-white gloves from his military uniform, placed one of them at Zhang Xuebing's feet, and looked at him with eyes burning like fire.

The officers nearby stopped him one after another, "Ivan, you are a warrior of the alliance, how can you duel with such an inferior person?"

"Yes, you are a noble warrior, an invincible warrior. Your blood can only be spilled on the battlefield. You must not let inferior people taint you!"

Boliswa stood sideways in front of Zhang Xuebing and said sternly.

"Ivan, you are so shameless. You have received professional killing training. How could he duel with you? Why don't you go find a train and wrestle?"

Levikov, who was in a suit and leather tie, also said, "Today is a happy dance. I guess the higher-ups don't want to see anyone's blood splattered on the spot!"

Ivan sneered again and again, "You can do it without using force. My IQ is hundreds of times that of inferior people. When we went into space, they were still climbing on the bullock cart. I can use my wisdom to prove that I am a hundred times stronger than him!"

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The martial fight was changed to a literary fight, which immediately attracted countless people to stop and watch, pointing at Zhang Xuebing and talking about it.

Boliswa pulled Zhang Xuebing and said softly.

"This kid is full of tricks. You don't have to be as knowledgeable as him. Let's go!"

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Xuebing picked up the glove with his toes and said contemptuously, "I accept it!"