Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 988 981. The Big Rooster with Exploding Hair

After trying it, everyone was intoxicated by the magical perfume.

Perfume, just perfume.

Can it actually change your temperament? Can you believe it?
Before today, anyone who dared to say this would definitely be regarded as false propaganda, or simply a fool.

But now, it happened so beautifully.

Because of the scent? Because of the smell? Because...

Because I don’t know why.

It is a feeling, a mysterious and wonderful experience.

But it is hard to explain the reason why I experience this.

On the one hand, the materials are nourished by spiritual energy.

More importantly, Luo Yihang doesn't know how to make perfume, and all of his perfume formulas are made using the traction technique.

And with the help of the Li Dao Sutra, the technique of pulling the machine has become more and more effective recently.

In simple terms, this is good fortune, which is the embodiment of the merit of constantly doing good deeds.

All in all, it was amazing.

Everyone, whether they have experienced it or not, is attracted by these magical perfumes.

Urgent, urgent, and need to have it.

It was not until I learned that the price was $7999 per bottle that I gradually calmed down.

The executives of the Burj Al Arab who came with them, even though they are considered high-income earners in the world, are still workers who receive salaries.

The annual salary is between 30 and 40 US dollars, which can be divided into to per month.

In addition, almost all of them are Europeans, and they have to pay taxes in their own country on their income. The taxes in Europe are extremely high, ranging from 18% to 55%.

These high-income groups basically have to pay the maximum, so they only get a little more than 10,000 yuan but less than 20,000 yuan.

A bottle of perfume is equivalent to half a month's income for them.

Even such an amazing perfume.

That's something to consider as well.

They wanted to buy it, but Luo Yihang refused to sell it.

With a wave of his hand, everyone present, including the shopping guide and the bodyguards, was given a bottle.

Just pick whatever you want.

When a shopping guide returned from the hotel warehouse pushing a cart full of perfume boxes.

It caused heartfelt applause.

Something worth eight thousand dollars is not a small amount, so I gave it away just like that.

This is too generous.

Luo Yihang personally delivered these perfumes one by one to everyone present.

When giving a gift, you should also compliment it with a few words, such as "Ah, beautiful lady, you are so charming.", "Give it to your wife? She is such a happy lady.", "Have a good party, release your charm, it will definitely be a success."...

These people are really cruel.

but.

Just when everyone is having fun.

All I heard was a loud crash.

The small door leading into the house was pushed open.

A short, hook-nosed, half-bald middle-aged man appeared.

A blue haute couture suit and shiny handmade pointed leather shoes.

He walked in slowly with his head held high and his chest puffed out, looking proud like a rooster with its feathers standing on end.

Behind him is a team of elite men in suits.

The joyful scene was suddenly interrupted.

In the store, everyone's eyes turned to the big rooster.

The shop hasn't even opened yet, how could someone break in?

Where's the security guard at the door?
General Manager Morio frowned and called the security guard's name.

Immediately, four people pushed in through the door.

Two of them are security guards at the door, and the other two are burly men in suits, who also look like bodyguards judging by their attire.

The security guard was forced in by them.

He even closed the door considerately.

However, the two security guards obviously did not struggle much.

When these four people appeared, Mansour's bodyguards immediately became alert, holding their waists and rushing in front of the crowd, forming a human wall to separate the two sides.

This is what happened at the Sailboat Hotel.

Mansoor's eyes swept over immediately.

Cold sweat broke out on Morio's forehead.

He pointed at the security guards angrily and said, "You are fired!" The two security guards were not surprised at all. They easily broke free from the restraints and stepped aside.

Not a single plea for mercy.

Instead, Morio was trapped there.

Luo Yihang frowned. The general manager handled the situation very inappropriately.

How can you just fire someone without asking any questions?

Even though they have shown obvious collusion between internal and external forces, they cannot be punished without being taught a lesson.

If anyone fan the flames, there are so many people in your hotel and it's easy for the others to suffer the consequences.

The most important thing is that it has not yet had a deterrent effect and people simply don't take it seriously.

I've paid you enough, so I'm not afraid of you firing me.

You are a general manager, but you can't control two security guards. Where is your authority?

Mansoor also frowned.

He thought that Morio was good at operations and promotion, but too naive to deal with emergencies.

We have to tell the Crown Prince to assign him someone who specializes in crisis public relations.

The two leaders were each thinking their own thoughts and didn't say anything.

Naturally, no one else could speak.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Instead, the bad guests were ignored.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The two groups of people were six or seven meters apart, but for more than ten seconds, there was no reaction.

The short bald man with the frizzy hair looked gloomy and his chest heaved.

Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly and said three words in Chinese, "Luo! Yi! Hang!"

Wow, you found out a lot.

Liu Piaoliang moved and was about to step forward.

He was stopped by Luo Yihang.

Since his name has been called, Luo Yihang has to go up himself.

Luo Yihang took two steps forward, patted the shoulder of a bodyguard on his side, and motioned him to move aside.

He smiled warmly and asked politely, "I don't know your name, sir."

A man in a suit leaned close to the big rooster's ear and translated softly.

Feelings can be described in three words.

The big rooster mumbled a long string of things.

I don't understand, it sounds like French.

Luo Yihang smiled and shook his head, raised his chin to the translator, pointed at the rooster and asked, "What is this foreign devil talking about?"

He used a bit of Qingyin Kung Fu, and his words were very impolite.

They are here to show their power, there is no need to be polite.

The translator's heart trembled, and he replied subconsciously: "Mr. Jacques Martin, President of the Middle East Region of Dior Group, sends his greetings to you."

Jacques turned his head sharply and glared at his translator.

He couldn't control his gloomy expression.

Why are his people so obedient?

As for Luo Yihang, when he heard the name, he immediately matched the person in his mind.

He is Jacques Martin, you know.

Competitor information is available.

It is marked as being brave and aggressive, and being determined to make progress, and acting as swift as the wind and fierce as fire.

He made great contributions to Dior's market development in the Middle East.

Known as the King of Dior in the Middle East.

He is a pioneering talent.

It was indeed urgent and fierce.

On the first day of Luo Yihang's arrival, he brought people to show his power.

He is well-informed. He has bribed people in advance and has been waiting for this day.

I am very satisfied that you have taken the time to do this for me.

Luo Yihang smiled brightly, opened his arms, strode up to the big rooster, and hugged him tightly.

The short Jacques was like a little chicken in front of the tall Luo Yihang.

Before I could react, I was dragged and turned around...

(End of this chapter)