Urban Cultivation Medical Saint Chapter 32

   Chapter 32 Disrespectful foreigners

"Beauty Murong, you miss me so much, do you still remember me? I'm a chubby, and you really are. Since everyone graduated five years ago, you haven't even attended a class reunion, and we're almost forgetting. What do you look like?"

   At this moment, six or seven brightly dressed young men in their twenties gathered, and one of them, a short, plump-looking man, exclaimed exaggeratedly and was very excited.

   "Go, leave me alone, Shanshan is a joke in our school, what class girl, can she speak?"

Another man who looked tall and strong reminded the man who was also a bit fat to squeeze out the man before, and pushed himself to the front, exaggerating to Murong Shan: "School flower, Shanshan, do you remember me? I am Big fat, the one who sat in the back row of you for four years in college."

   said while opening his arms.

   "You two fat bastards, go away."

Who knew that Murong Shan put her arms around Chen Fei's arm so affectionately, and said "disgusting" at the two, her mouth pouting into a small dumpling: "You two fat fat people dare to appear in front of me. , you guys were really not too bad before, you know how to mess with my hair every day in class, so I can't concentrate on the class. Hmph, you ignore you. "

  Although Murong Shan said this, everyone could hear the excitement and intimacy in her words. When she was in school, it was because these two living treasures 'annoyed' herself every day, which added a lot of joy to her daily life, and also made her the only place she wanted to reminisce during the years when she was not unjustly recalled.

  In the beginning, they had a very good relationship.

   "Wow, could this be the boyfriend of our big school flower in Murong? He is really handsome, he's only a little worse than my chubby." The chubby squeezed over again and exaggeratedly grinned.

"Fuck you, don't you pee and see how ugly you are. Compared, it must be only a little worse than my big hatred, you say no, beautiful Shanshan." The fat man forced it again. He used force to 'suppress' Little Fatty and pushed him to the back with an exaggerated expression.

"Okay, you two don't mind bothering the two of you. It's been so many years since you graduated, and you're still so immoral. It's the same morality as when you were in school." Although Li Yumin was smiling at the moment, she felt in her heart. But very unpleasant.

After speaking, she couldn't help but run on her tone again: "Shanshan, you are really not funny, why don't you introduce your boyfriend to your classmates? This gentleman, you have such a good eye, we Shanshan are big beauties. Son, if you want to support her, be prepared."

   Mental preparation?

  What mental preparation?

Obviously, she thought that Chen Fei couldn't afford a beauty of Murong Shan's level, so she was becoming sarcastic, and at the same time she could sideline Murong Shan's poor vision, finding a boyfriend who couldn't afford her, killing two birds with one stone. .

   "Sorry, Miss Li, you don't need to worry about this one. I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, I think I should be able to support Shanshan, right?" Chen Fei said lightly.

   "Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

   Li Yumin sneered at the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and sneered intentionally or unintentionally: "So sir, you are a Chinese medicine doctor? I don't know where to get a high degree? The salary should be very low, right?" Chinese medicine doctor? Now in China, it's no longer enough, it's simply looked down upon, and the kid is still so young, hehe, he's just an ordinary person.

   "Miss Li, do you look down on Chinese medicine?" Chen Fei narrowed his eyes slightly.

   "It's not that I look down on La, it's just a matter of fact. Chinese medicine is just like that." Li Yumin heard the words with indifferent disdain.

   "Oh, that's it?"

   "Secretary Zheng, Mr. Tucci, please, this is where the little girl held the party."

   At this moment, a middle-aged man with a flattering look on his face was leading a blond foreigner into the hall.

   Behind him was a foreigner bodyguard with sharp eyes in a black suit, and a middle-aged man with a big face and a suit in a suit.

   "It's Mr. Tucci here."

   As soon as he saw that group of people entering the hall, Li Yumin's eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care about worrying about Chen Fei, Murong Shan and others, and hurriedly greeted those people with the hem of his evening dress.

   And most of the rest of the crowd looked at Li Yumin's back with an envious look. At this moment, no matter how bad her character is, no matter how bad she is, they are all studying design. Naturally, they know what kind of person Mr. Tucci is. He is one of the most outstanding contemporary Italian designers, and is in the international fashion circle. High status and considerable influence.

   And she was able to personally receive such a big person, really, really enviable.

   "How many of them?" Fade Chen was the only one with a strange face, because if he was not mistaken, the blond foreigner was not the one who had a sudden myocardial infarction in the library of Beishan University that day and was rescued by him. The bodyguards and the middle-aged man who looked like a government worker were all there that day.

Italy is known as the world's fashion field and the forefront of art and culture. It is the highest palace dedicated to art, the fashion capital, and has many world-renowned luxury brands, such as Saint Laurent, Armani, Gucci, Barolo and so on. The world has great influence, especially for high-end consumer groups, which is the focus of their attention.

And this time, if the Saint Laurent Group didn't suddenly come to Jiangnan Province for an inexplicable on-the-spot investigation and seek cooperation, then Murong Shan's fashion company launched a set of new products aimed at high-end people, which may have become their rise. The turning point, the product sold.

   But the reality is there is no if.

The world's leading fashion capital, the top luxury group in Milan, Italy, suddenly broke into the market of Jiangnan Province in China as a behemoth. do.

   Like a boat in a storm, everyone thought it would be submerged, and even Murong Shan lost confidence in her own.

   This is also the reason why she has been emotionally unstable and depressed until now.

  Perhaps, it won't be long before the fashion company she has built up over the years, including her countless efforts and beliefs, will close down and fade out of people's sight.

"Old classmates, please allow me the honor to introduce to you, this is Mr. Jemio from the Saint Laurent Group in Milan, Italy, he is Mr. Tucci's nephew, and this time he also came to our province for a field trip to seek cooperation. "At this moment, that Li Yumin actually came back again, and also led a blond, blue-eyed, tall foreigner, who looked very arrogant, as if he was very proud in his bones.

"Hello, this beautiful lady, can you meet me? I'm Jemio from Italy, oh you are so beautiful, thank God." The blond Jemio completely ignored it. Everyone else present stared at Murong Shan with gleaming eyes as soon as they came up, with obvious intentions.

   The faces of everyone present were not very good, because they could all feel that this Jemio was too arrogant and completely ignored them.

   However, he does have this qualification, you must know that his uncle is Tucci, one of the most outstanding contemporary Italian designers, and they are completely different from the world.

   But Murong Shan didn't like this foreigner because his eyes were too naked, disgusting, very disgusting.

   "I said, Mr. Jemio, is it a little rude to stare at my girlfriend like this when you come up." At this moment, Chen Fei stepped forward and looked at each other with a smile. Since the other party can speak Chinese, then if you want to come, you should understand it.

   Seeing Chen Fei's actions like this, many people present changed their faces slightly.

One is that although Chen Fei is 1.8 meters tall, it is already very good in China, but if compared with foreigners, Jemio looks at least 1.9 meters tall, which is a head taller than everyone else. Naturally It is still a bit weak, and it seems that the confidence is insufficient.

The second is because the other party's background is too big, that is one of the most outstanding contemporary Italian designers - Mr. Tucci's nephew, whose identity is no trivial matter, and this time, they represent the Italian Saint Laurent Group to come to their Jiangnan Province, Beishan City on-the-spot investigation , seeking cooperation.

   Just for this point, the government officials responsible for attracting foreign investment will never let these 'nobles' suffer any grievances.

After all, if this investment can really be negotiated, for them, it will definitely be able to add an incomparably dazzling touch to their future career history. It is of amazing value, and it is also the basis for them to rise steadily in the future and climb upwards, so No one is allowed to destroy it.

So when Li Yumin saw that Chen Fei dared to speak like this to Jemio, his face changed immediately, and he said to Chen Fei very rudely: "Mr. Chen, do you know who you are talking to? This Mr. Jemio However, one of the important persons in charge of investment in our province this time, his meaning can even directly affect the final evaluation result. Do you understand what this means? This is a project involving tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of funds. If something goes wrong, can you afford this responsibility?”

   (end of this chapter)

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