Lonnie is really a man of great hands and eyes. I don’t know where he connected his relationship. Among the several cars he sent to Ai Fei, the German-made Mercedes-Benz was specially requested. It turned out that after the collapse of the Third Reich, Himmler was arrested by the Allied forces. Later, he committed suicide by taking poison while others were not prepared. His car, a specially customized Mercedes-Benz that was produced in 1940, was also missing. Now it appears on the streets of Tokyo?

The pure black body, the shiny paint color of the baked car remains bright as it was when the owner was riding. Some of the hidden areas of fenders and headlights also had unscrubbed dust, but this would not cause any trouble to Ai Fei. On the contrary, he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this car that he had only seen in the documentary appeared in front of him.

Lonnie pushed open the reverse door that seemed extremely weird to Ai Fei and walked out of the car: "How about it, my Oriental friend, are you still satisfied with this German Mercedes-Benz car I specially purchased for you?"

Ai Fei smiled sincerely: "If the other cars also have such good quality, Mr. Lonnie, I have to say, you are indeed an amazing guy."

"Believe in your Italian friend." Lonnie came over and gave him a big hug: "Come on, don't you want to try your brand new car once?"

"Of course, why not?" Ai Fei walked around the car, walked to the side of the cab, and opened the door: "Well, it's very heavy!"

"Bulletproof..." Lonny whistled a big whistle.

"You amazing guy!" With Lonnie, Ai Fei sat in the car. Unlike some domestic cars that were driven in later generations, the interior space of this Mercedes-Benz was quite large. He even felt that his feet could not reach the accelerator pedal, so he adjusted the seats. God knows how advanced the Germans are in the automobile industry. Even the seat control devices are electric - this is a car produced in 1940!

Holding the steering wheel with his hand, he turned on the ignition switch, and the car motor roared, and the people sitting inside could hardly feel anything. Ai Fei pushed the gears of his hand, and his feet fell down. The car slowly slid out. Within a distance of a few meters, he pushed the gears up. A stream of smoke came out of the Mercedes-Benz exhaust pipe, and the speed suddenly increased.

After walking around the street in front of the schoolchildren's club building, the car stopped slowly again. It was not until this time that he was in the mood to look at the interior of the car. The Germans' seriousness and carefulness were fully displayed in this regard. All the places you could see and notice at a glance were wrapped in walnut and high-quality cowhide, and even the steering wheel cover was pure leather, with dense stitches at the covers and meticulous. The glass on the dashboard had not been used for too long, and there was a layer of dust. I wiped it with my hands. All the instrument readings were in sight, flashing with a happy light.

With a satisfied sigh, Ai Fei pushed open the door and walked out of the car: "Very good! Mr. Lonnie, I think, no cent of my money is spent in vain."

"Don't you invite me to your office for a rest? God knows that the weather in your country is so cold!"

"Please go here."

Several people came to Ai Fei's office to sit down, and Ai Fei asked: "Mr. Lonny, how did you get such a car?"

"Actually, it was also a very accidental opportunity. A friend of mine, well, the British, was working at the Allied Headquarters. By chance, he got the position of being in charge of and handling German post-war supplies. So he kept the car. Originally, he meant to wait for the war to end and bring the car back to Britain for his own use. Later, after retirement, because it was necessary to use money, he sold the car to me. You know, although the German car is very suitable for some people with psychological preferences in terms of quality and appearance, its price is too high. Therefore, this car can only be placed in my warehouse. You will know what the rest."

"I understand." Ai Fei nodded: "In order to express my gratitude to you and to express my welcome to you when you came to Tokyo, based on the last negotiation, I will calculate the fuel cost and distance cost you need to you together."

No one expected that for a profiteer like Lonnie, integrity is more important than money: "Oh. No, my Oriental friend, I appreciate your kindness. But for Italians, it is more important to pay attention to the first agreement reached in cooperation. So, even if I like your motion very much, I have to regretfully refuse."

"So that?" Ai Fei didn't insist: "Okay, I respect your choice. If you have anything you need me, please just talk. If I can help you, I will definitely not refuse."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm late." As he spoke, Yumiya Jingko walked into the office, but was startled by the crowd of people: So many people?

Ai Fei looked at Lonnie's eyes and stood up without saying a word: "Ah? Beautiful Ms. Dongfang, please allow me to introduce myself. I am an Italian boy from the Apennine Peninsula and grew up under the brilliant sunshine of Sicily..."

Everyone laughed! Ronnie seemed to have not heard: "...My name is Giuseppe Polozny Aldelanois Robert Languedron..."

Ai Fei suddenly added next to him: "There are too many people, we can't treat them."

"Hahahaha!" There was another burst of laughter in the office.

Ronnie still had only one Ayumiya Izuko: "...you just call me Ronnie. Can you know your name? Beautiful Ms. Oriental?"

Lonnie spoke in an Italian accent, but Yumiya Iko probably understood it. For a moment, her pretty face turned red. She said a few words and couldn't speak.

Ai Fei came over and patted Ronnie: "Mr. Ronnie, this is my secretary, Yumiya Jingko...hey, why are you looking at me?"

"You damn Japanese boy!" Ronnie was so jealous that her eyes were inflamed and cursed in Italian: "Hey, don't you know that such a beautiful lady should be kept at home..."

“…………”

"Eh?" Ronnie then remembered that he said the words just now in Italian, and no one could understand them, but he could not repeat them in Japanese. He had to glar at him depressedly, then walked back to the sofa and sat down.

"Fuji-kun?"

"Yes, Mr. President."

"Have you said hello to the bank that you told you last time?"

"Hi Yi, Mr. President. I have already said hello to Sumitomo Bank. We can go to the bank to handle the transfer procedures at any time."

"Great. Mr. Lonnie, are we going now?"

"But... I promised that your car has not arrived yet? Hello, don't pull me!" Unable to let Ronnie refuse, Ai Fei pulled him out of the office: "It's time, I have absolute confidence in the character of you and all other Italians. You will not take my money, but you will not send the car to me."

Under his pull and pull, Lonnie passively pulled into the car downstairs by him. Ai Fei temporarily took up the position of driver, closed the car door, and led Lonnie and Fuji Takeuchi to go away.

Even if he puts money into Ronnie's account, it still cannot offset the depression of not being able to spend time with a beautiful oriental lady like Yumiya Jingzi. Ai Fei can only think that Italians are born perverts! Does he think that with his weight of more than 300 pounds, he can also gain the charming heart of Yumiya Jingzi?

As a landlord, Ai Fei arranged a location in a hormone grilled restaurant called Ali Lan: "The most famous one here is the roast pig baby. I wonder if you have tasted it in Yokosuka?"

"No. What... roast pig baby?"

Ai Fei grimaced: "Wow! It's delicious! Especially for men, I mean, for men like you."

Lonnie's blue eyes were widened: "A man like me? Do you think I have any problems? Well, because of your kindness, I'll taste it."

Ai Fei and Fuji smiled at each other and walked into the seat.

The so-called roasted pig baby is a food that looks very disgusting. It is probably to put pig internal organs, pig cell clothing and other items into a large container. Guests can choose to eat it raw or roast it. It is said to be a very high-end supplement.

Sure enough, the container was brought up, and there was a piece of red blood. The pig's internal organs and veins were floating inside. Thick chili powder was floating on the blood. There was a strong smell of garlic that rushed into the nose tube. Ai Fei picked up a piece of veins and put it in his mouth and chewed it hard. The blood and pepper flowed out along the corners of his mouth, dyeing his lips red: "Well... don't drink."

“Eh?”

Ai Fei stopped Lonnie who wanted to order wine: "This kind of thing needs to drink white water to better absorb nutrients, so don't drink alcohol."
Chapter completed!