Chapter 412： I also hope to learn from the young people of Dahua

Chapter 412 I also hope to learn the communication methods of young people in Dahua

“And you are nominally one of my employees, and my steward recommended you to me.

I have read your evaluation and have an understanding of your work attitude and ability. You are very dedicated to your work.

 I think you will be a good Chinese teacher. "

 Old Martinson looked at them with a smile.

"Well, you can think about it. I'm not in a hurry. A good teacher needs to be motivated."

A few people were stunned not because of Old Martinson’s hiring, but because of what Old Martinson meant: his distinguished guest was a young Chinese.

  What kind of Chinese people can get acquainted with such a conglomerate boss?

 Furthermore, he is still a young man…

 It feels like their more than 20 years of life have been in vain.

Even in order to meet him, this consortium boss was willing to spend a lot of energy to learn an unfamiliar Chinese language at such an age.

 This is just to be able to communicate with him without any barriers. I feel it is impolite to communicate in English.



This, this, this…

 No, who is he? Why do you get so much attention from this person?

 Besides, doesn’t everyone speak English now? Is it necessary to learn an unfamiliar language?

 But they looked at Old Martinson’s serious look and thought, okay, they have the answer.

 Obviously, people think it is necessary.

 I was even more surprised and surprised...

After a brief confusion, several people agreed to Old Martinson’s offer.

Murong Jianhong stood up and said solemnly: "Mr. Martinson, thank you for your invitation. I agreed."

 Old Martinson didn't have much surprise. After all, he had never thought that these people would reject him.

 “I’m very happy with your decision.” Old Martinson said.

"About your salary, someone will talk to you. I hope you can take time to come over every day and teach me this profound language."

A few people nodded quickly: "Yes, we will."

“Will it start tomorrow? When will you have free time?”

“Let’s start tomorrow. You can come over after get off work. The class will take half an hour. I’m old and don’t have enough energy.

By the way, it won’t take up too much of your rest time, right? "

 “Okay, okay, no, no.”

　　"Goodbye then." Old Martinson said goodbye, and then asked people to send a few people out.

 When they were sent out of this huge manor, several people were still in a daze and could not believe the authenticity of the matter.

 But after a person who looked like an assistant in the car negotiated with them about teaching salary, several of them became energetic.

Hey guys, one hour of tuition is a thousand dollars…

 Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Several people said a lot of shit. Although this person is a hidden consortium boss, this move is too arrogant, right?

 The tuition fee is one thousand US dollars per hour. If the teaching progress is good, the tuition fee will be increased.

Well times! What an exaggerated salary.

 But if you think about the known net worth of the old Mr. Martinson, you may be relieved a lot.

Well, people often spend more than 100 million dollars. In comparison, a thousand US dollars is just a fraction.

 If it’s too little, people may think the price has dropped, right?

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 Domestic, at four or five o'clock in the morning.

Chen Chu and others just climbed to the top of the mountain and witnessed a blazing red sun rising from the horizon...

 An inexplicable emotion rose from my heart, as if I had witnessed a new life and was also reborn along with it. Chen Chu silently took out his mobile phone, switched it to professional mode, roughly adjusted the parameters, and took a picture.

 The photo clearly captured the scorching sun that had just risen.

very beautiful.

Wang Hai and others came over to take a look, and then there were all kinds of compliments and compliments. Chen Chu couldn't help but wonder if he really had a talent for photography.

 Then he looked at his proficiency panel.

 Can’t even find the skill of photography!

 Damn it, these guys are trying to kill me!

No, no, Wang Hai and Zhao Kewei may be the ones flattering me, and the others are probably just flattering, right?

I didn’t expect that the two eldest brothers of the Xiao family, who have thick eyebrows and big eyes, can also flatter each other. It’s really...

The reason why I can take such good photos is entirely due to the configuration of the 23u super large cup I have.

Wang Hai and Zhao Kewei are still praising them, but in fact they are in a strange mood.

"You two bitches, you must be mocking me, right? You keep talking!" Chen Chu reached out with both hands, each pinching the back of the necks of the two **** Destiny, you deserve to die, bitches!

“Fuck, I’m going to die, I’m going to die, let go, let go!” Wang Hai and Zhao Kewei were shouting in agony.

But he was ignored by Chen Chu. These two idiots just couldn't deal with it. They were sarcastic, right?

“Come on, take a picture. If it looks like shit, you’ll be screwed if I can’t shave it off!” Chen Chu said.

Wang Hai and Wang Hai have not done much mobile phone photography. Usually the camera is probably used for face recognition, and the main camera is used to shoot weird and weird things. What about technology?

What a **** technology!

"Ahem, I have an urgent need to urinate. Let's go and take care of it first." Wang Hai immediately urinated.

“Ah, then I’ll help him.” Zhao Kewei opened his mouth and drove the train in a messy manner.

 “Fuck, Ki!”

 Xiao Shuhan, Tan Jinglin and others next to them looked at the playful interaction between Chen Chu and the others, with a trace of envy flashing in their eyes.

 Sigh, another day of envy for Wang Hai and Zhao Kewei...

Having climbed the mountain and watched the sunrise, a few people went down the mountain and prepared to have breakfast at the foot of the mountain.

I didn’t plan to go to some breakfast teahouses, so I went to a food street in the town at the foot of the mountain.

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How else can we say that Chinese people like to do business?

The town at the foot of the mountain had a food street built out of the blue, and Chen Chu suspected that it was specially opened for tourists.

 Look at the guests, all of them are dressed like standard tourists.

The locals dress much more casually, and you rarely see locals.

 “What do you want to eat?” Chen Chu asked other people in the car.

 “Whatever, how about soy milk and fried dough sticks?” Xiao Shuhan said.

 “Okay, let’s go!” Tan Jinglin and others agreed.

"How about rice rolls? Chen Chu, you are from Guangdong Province, so you should be more accustomed to eating rice rolls, right?" Xiao Yusheng stopped.

 “It makes sense, let’s go!” Tan Jinglin and others nodded, feeling that it made sense.

“Hey, wait, how about some spicy soup? Chen Chu, are you tired of rice rolls?” Xiao Shuhan said.

 “Okay, let’s go!” Tan Jinglin and others felt that it made sense, nodded and got up to get out of the car and leave.

“No, you just say ‘let’s go’? What’s your opinion?”

"We are here to play, can't we just bring ourselves? Aren't you the others? We can just play along." Tan Jinglin and others said matter-of-factly.

 “Okay!” Xiao Shuhan and the two brothers nodded, okay, I don’t even know how to refute.

“Okay, here comes the food court ahead. There are many breakfast stalls. Let’s go and choose the ones you like!” Dong Dawei, who was driving, turned around and said.

 (End of this chapter)