After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

The other three foreign friends were convinced by Feng Yin's new method of deception and invisible bragging, but at the same time they had huge doubts about their domestic education.

Why is the world outside of China different from the world at home?

With this question in mind, the four people sent their luggage upstairs to two rooms in total.

"We need half an hour to tidy up, and then we have to go to dinner. Since you are so capable, you can arrange it."

Wang Xianming felt an unknown resentment in his heart. His dominant position should have been taken away by Feng Yin, but he felt that this was not the reason.

It's complicated anyway.

"No problem, does Mr. Wang need to stay in a hotel too?"

Wang Xianming choked up when asked, and said in a bad tone: "I have a house in country H."

"Ah - yes, yes, we have hundreds of thousands of Chinese coins per square meter here, which is indeed a bit cheaper."

Wang Xianming's frustrated expression reappeared, while Feng Yin stabbed him with a knife and left.

Half an hour later, the four of them came downstairs on time.

After getting in the car, the topic of the three H countrymen has been the fruit plate.

Wang Xianming was a little embarrassed and didn't interrupt, although he didn't eat less.

If there is anything bad about being in country H, it’s probably the food.

But over the past eight years, Wang Xianguo has slowly gotten used to it.

"Guys, in order to take care of your taste, I chose a buffet restaurant. The price is 1,300 Chinese coins per person. I know that our place cannot be compared with country H. Although the price is a bit lower, the taste is really good. , how about you try it reluctantly?"

After a few words, a few people who were very concerned about face agreed with blood in their hearts.

Not only did he agree, he said thank you with a smile on his face.

"No, no, don't thank me. I'm just a driver. It's Mr. Wang's orders that are better. It's all his idea. If you want to thank you, just thank him."

Wang Xianming has only one feeling: If he can’t get up, he can’t get down.

He tried hard to control the muscles on his face, and smiled as he looked at the three people who wanted to eat people.

The wind whined while driving, hiding his merit and fame, and continued driving happily. Netizens in the live broadcast room said that they learned another trick.

Sure enough, following Feng Yin's live broadcast room is still rewarding.

After a forty-minute journey, Feng Yin took three friends and the sulky Wang Xianming to the cafeteria.

"Oh, this is a restaurant?"

“The place is so big.”

Several people began to sigh again.

"Our land area is just a little bigger. Don't be so surprised. If you want to add glory to our faces, please help us."

The wind chanted a few words, which made the three of them feel like they had eaten sour lemon dipped in vinegar.

I always felt like there was something wrong with what she said, but I couldn't find the specific problem.

Damn it, this feeling is so damn good!

Feng Yin walked in front, and after chatting with a waiter who knew her, she found a relatively good seat.

"How many people are there?"

Feng Yin looked back and saw three people sighing at the place where the food was placed, as well as a dumbfounded Wang Xianming.

Feng Yin said hello, and several people finally came over in a daze and sat down.

"Feng Yin, is everything here free to eat?"

"Of course, at the buffet, you can eat as much as you want as long as you don't waste food."

Feng Yin's affirmation made the three of them eager to try.

So much meat!

So much fruit!

So many vegetables!

God, they were like mice falling into a rice vat. At this moment, they were extremely happy. (End of chapter)