Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 510 Thomas the Train
Sun Changhai believed Xu San's words.

He wasn't stupid, but he knew that even if he didn't believe it, Xu San would still have to draw blood from the tube. Instead of guessing, he might as well believe in Xu San, which would make him feel much happier.

After dismissing Sun Zhanghai, Xu San took Xiaohong to a small two-story building at the corner of the cement factory, where Thomas lived.

Thomas was obtained from Tangshan by Xu San using special means.

This old British gentleman who is nearly fifty years old has his own wisdom. Knowing that he cannot contend, he chooses to face it calmly. Anyway, he has nothing to worry about in China. However, he earns a lot of money, and he has a lot of say in the cement plant.

Watching the cement factory grow a little bit from the beginning also gave him an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, listening to the grand blueprint that Xu San drew for him made him full of longing for it.

And another engineer who didn't cooperate well has disappeared. It is estimated that the so-called disappearance has probably been dealt with by Yamamoto.

In front of the small building, the gray-haired Thomas was playing football with a puppet soldier in a vest and shorts.

Seeing Xu San coming, Thomas immediately stopped the ball, and said with that unique accent, "Xu, you are finally here!" He opened his arms and gave Xu San a hug.

"Dear little train, I miss you too." He glanced at the football on the ground, "And your shit-like football skills."

Hearing this, Thomas' expression immediately turned ferocious, and he shouted at Xu San, "I'm just getting old, I played at Old Trafford when I was young!"

"Oh, really? I've heard this matter countless times. But having played at Old Trafford doesn't necessarily mean good football skills." Xu San continued to laugh.

"At least I kicked it! But you didn't, haha~" Thomas ignored Xu San's ridicule, but smiled triumphantly.

Xu San also smiled. He turned around and introduced Thomas, "This is An Hong, my secretary."

Looking along Xu San's hand, Thomas saw Xiaohong.

Xiaohong's current attire is completely Western-style pretending, coupled with that pair of flat glasses, it is completely a typical OL style. If she does not have a young face, she is completely a strong woman in the workplace.

Seeing the familiar clothes, Thomas couldn't help feeling homesick and thinking of his daughter.

He gave Xiaohong a gentleman's salute, and said in Chinese, "Beautiful Miss An Hong, I am Thomas Howard, the technical director of this cement plant, and I am from Manchester, Britain."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Thomas." Saying that, Xiao Hong stretched out her hand.

Thomas was slightly surprised, took the hand, kissed it lightly, and said, "Miss An Hong, you are very special."

"What's special about me?" Xiaohong asked.

"Well, in Huaxia's terms, it's called. It's called. It's weak and generous, and Miss An Hong doesn't reject our etiquette."

"It's generous, thank you for your compliment, Mr. Thomas." Xiaohong replied with a smile, but she was really disgusted in her heart. She scolded Thomas for being an old man who dared to take advantage of his mother. If her brother-in-law hadn't told him about these western etiquettes in advance , she reckoned she would have to draw a gun.

"Huaxia language is too difficult to speak, and it's normal to make a few mistakes." Thomas said indifferently.

"By the way, Mr. Thomas, why does my boss call you Little Train?"

"Thomas' father was a railway worker. His favorite toy when he was a child was a model train given to him by his father, so I called him Thomas the Little Train." Xu San explained the origin of this nickname. In fact, the real The reason is that he was influenced by a certain cartoon.

"I like this nickname very much. It reminds me of my childhood. Miss An Hong can also call me that."

"Okay! Mr. Train!"

"Haha, what's Miss An Hong's age?" After speaking, she felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask, "I'm sorry, I know it's polite to ask, but when I saw you, I thought of my little Jenny."

"20 years old!" Xiaohong blurted out, but this age was two years older than her actual age.

"Jenny is 22 years old this year, two years older than you. She is as beautiful and elegant as you." He took out a pocket watch from his pocket and opened it. "Look, this is her photo."

Xiao Hong leaned over and saw a picture of a girl inlaid on the cover of the pocket watch, but she should be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Because it is a black and white photo, I can't see the color of the hair, but the silver-white hair and hearty smile really make people feel good.

"Jenny's hair is light blonde!" Xu San said next to her.

Xiao Hong squinted her eyes and imagined, "That must be very beautiful, but I look at the photos, she should only be fifteen or sixteen years old."

"Thank you, this photo was taken seven years ago. Now Jenny should have grown up to be as outstanding as Miss An Hong." A flash of thought flashed across Thomas's face, and he said, "Jenny is very willing to make friends. If there is a chance, I will I must introduce you to each other." Thomas said, put away the photos, and then looked at Xu San, "Xu, you came at a good time, you come to cook tonight, let's have a barbecue party in my yard."

"Okay!" Xu San readily agreed.

Hearing Xu San's agreement, Thomas' face immediately filled with a gratified smile.

He stood up and walked towards the small warehouse on the first floor, and took out a barbecue stove from it after a while, which was a Chinese-style long stove.

Put the stove on the ground, "Although the meat kebabs made by the chef here are good, I always feel that the taste is not right. It is not as good as yours. I think there is a little less flavor in it."

Xu San thought for a while and said, "Probably the taste of human feelings. If you can't talk about your life and brag as you like when eating barbecue, then it really lacks flavor."

"Xu, you are right, I just like to hear you bragging, haha~"

You don't need to make skewers by yourself, as long as Xu San gives orders, the kitchen here will naturally be ready.

Thomas took out a bottle of whiskey, which weighed three or four catties, looked at Xu San who was playing with the meat skewers, and said, "Drink this today!"

Turning around, he asked again, "Does Miss An Hong drink?"

"You can drink less."

Xu San, who was flipping over the skewers, glanced at the whiskey on the table, and said with a little disappointment, "Barbecue is best served with beer."

(End of this chapter)