Chapter 474

Hey, Cheng Ziyan is convinced.

Isn't he incompetent now? Otherwise, how could he still be single and have a long way to pursue his wife

But when Qi Beichen said that, he was not happy. He shook his hand and hummed coldly, "no matter you, I'll go back to my room first! \

Qi Beichen can imagine that Smith's marriage must be very happy. She smiles: "Mr. Smith, welcome to Huaicheng when you have the opportunity."

Like falling into the candy of love, he showed a sweet expression.

"Later, because of our quarrel, our wife ran away from home and lived near the school. A girl we met also came from Huaicheng," Smith said with a smile. "She told me after my wife and I made up."

After hearing this, Qi Beichen nods. He knows that Smith is talking about Jiang Lijie's ex husband, but as far as he knows, Smith's wife doesn't seem to like Jiang Lijie very much

As they walked along, they heard smith say, "my wife is a Chinese. She has been living in M country alone for many years. Later, we got married. At that time, my career was just starting. The first guest I met was the same as me. My wife was also from Huaicheng. In this way, we have reached a long-term and profound friendly relationship."

"Of course." He shrugged his shoulders with an expression of great pleasure.

Qi Beichen is very interested, "Oh? Can you tell me? "

"Yes, I found that I have a lot of affinity with you Huaicheng people." Smith said with a smile, thinking that the Chinese he met were all from Huaicheng, he could not help sighing the wonder of fate.

Maybe it's unexpected, but since it's about business, it's better to have more relationships than none.

Qi Beichen picks eyebrows: "what a coincidence, we are the same as your wife."

"Huaicheng." Mr. Smith thought for a while and said the two words in Chinese, but not often, so it sounds a bit awkward, but it doesn't get in the way.

Cheng Ziyan was surprised: "who?"

As he walked, he told them, "to tell you the truth, my wife is also a Chinese."

To the famous Chinatown.

The most prosperous area in New York is nothing more than those squares, and Smith thinks that those places with no intention and crowded people didn't take them.

Cheng Ziyan, in particular, has been on business so many times. If Qi Beichen was not present, he would do business. He would cut the mess quickly and go back after the work. There is no leisure to go around. There is no such thing.

Qi Beichen and Cheng Ziyan naturally have no opinions.

After a simple understanding, Smith offered to go for a walk and be a tour guide for the two people who came from afar.

"Hello, Mr. Smith," Qi Beichen replied with his mellow voice

"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Qi." Mr. Smith stood up and shook hands with a smile.

Smith Yu Guang felt someone coming to him. He looked up from the magazine and began to see two big men. He knew that one was Cheng Ziyan, whom he had met, and the other must be Qi Beichen.

Qi Beichen finally tidied up his clothes, opened the door, and both of them went downstairs together. If there was a man with outstanding temperament sitting downstairs, he knew it was Smith.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Ziyan came and knocked on the door, "how are you, boss?"

Words are very official, but the concern expressed inside is not less, Qi Beichen chumou a smile, the in the mind is suffused with a trace of warmth.

Just then Wen Kuai came back with the news: "OK, I know. Slow down on the road."

Qi Beichen did not pay attention to, oneself entered a room.

"Thanks for president Qi's invitation. I will accompany my wife when I have the chance." He yearned for that place, and naturally he wanted to go.

After enjoying the perfect scenery, Cheng Ziyan ran over and asked, "Smith, call me when you come. I'll buy you a drink!"

Qi North Chen did not have good spirit ground to glance at him one eye, vulgar.