"Oh! Damn it, Chinese, why do Chinese appear here?"

A sudden roar interrupted Zhou Ming and the bartender's chat. Zhou Ming turned his head and saw a strong man with a bearded face swaying over. He picked up a glass of wine in front of Zhou Ming without hesitation and poured it into his mouth. After that, he glared at Zhou Ming fiercely: "Do you have any objection? You damn yellow man, shouldn't you appear here?"

"This is Oled, our bar manager. I forgot to tell you just now. He hates Chinese very much." The bartender secretly told Zhou Ming in a low voice.

"Fake! You damn bastard, don't you want to continue working here?"

Oled was very dissatisfied with the bartender's explanation to him, and even raised his fist fiercely. The bartender shrank his neck at that time and pretended to go to the side to wipe the cup, no matter here.

Zhou Ming looked at him indifferently: "So what do you want to do? Are you fighting with me?"

"Oh, no, no, that's why I say you savage villains of yellow men, I am the noble people of God!"

Oled said arrogantly, but when he was talking, the eyes that looked at Zhou Ming were obviously afraid, because Zhang Lin, the bodyguard who had always been following Zhou Ming, had already stood up.

As a bar manager, he has met many people of all kinds, and his intuition tells him that the person is very dangerous.

Although he didn't dare to do it, he still said to Zhou Ming with a grim smile: "I heard what you said just now and knew that you were also for Christmas commodity futures. Then I can tell you that as long as I am here, you can't do it!"

Zhou Ming frowned: What do you want to do?

But before he could say anything, Oled turned around and faced the bar hall: "Hey! Friends, these damn Chinese are here to steal our money again!"

Sudden shouting and exaggerated words attracted the attention of many people. Oled continued: "You all know that we lost our jobs and our factories went bankrupt in a large number of times. It was because of these Chinese people who stole our jobs, they used despicable means to destroy our factories, and now they have a crush on our futures again!"

"Just just now, I heard him asking about Christmas commodity futures. He is going to steal our futures and our money!"

With Oled's instigation, the atmosphere in the bar was immediately stirred up, and countless people immediately cursed Zhou Ming, calling Zhou Ming a barbarian robber and a villain without commercial ethics. Of course, more people asked Zhou Ming to get out of the bar.

"Get out! Go back to your Asia, this is not your place to go wild!"

"I dare to steal our money, I will be in my next life! I will not sell the contract to you!"

In these fierce words, Oled looked at Zhou Ming with pride as if he was victorious.

But Oled's attack was not over yet, and he continued, "Oh! It seems that we don't need to worry too much, because these damn Chinese people don't have money, they are all hateful poor people, so they will make our futures ideas!"

Oled once again successfully aroused public opinion, and with his words, the people from the bar started to clamor again.

"It turns out that you are a savage and backward poor man. You are not worthy of buying Christmas commodity futures. This is a defilement of sacred futures!"

"Get out if you don't have money. Do you know where this place is? It's not something like you can come in!"

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I dare to lend a loan to the poor Chinese, because what if he runs away with the money? So you better get out of here!"

Facing the fierce scolding in the bar, Westing seemed very scared because he had seen someone in the crowd taking out a gun and was looking here fiercely.

As a member of the Meilong family, he had never experienced such a scene. His face suddenly turned pale and even his teeth were trembling.

He grabbed Zhou Ming's sleeve tightly and whispered to Zhou Ming: "Why don't you go first, you have already understood what you should know."

Westin was really afraid that someone there would suddenly be irrational and really shot himself to death.

Zhou Mingze smiled: "We should have left, but it is definitely not now."

Just kidding, just leaving like this, didn’t that encourage Oled’s arrogance even more? Zhou Ming would never do this.

Westin looked at Zhou Ming in surprise. Could it be that he wanted to make a big fuss here? But there were so many people there, some people already took out guns, and even gangs, and those people had submachine guns in their hands.

Zhou Ming reminded me laughingly: "I mean you can call Lang Ke."

Westing then suddenly remembered, yes, Lang Ke is a local powerful man in Chicago, so it is no right to ask him to designate such a thing.

But things will always change faster. Before Westin could take out the phone, a roar came from the second floor of the bar: "What are he doing? This is the secondary market, not a place where your gang fights. I will drive you all out if you believe it or not!"

With the roar, a group of people walked down and saw these people, the bar people who were just fierce, suddenly had flattering smiles.

"Mr. Clegg, Mr. Irving, we have no intention of disturbing you, we are just driving away the Chinese."

Some people were also surprised what these people are and why everyone was so afraid of them. Oled was also the manager of this bar, and everyone gave him some face.

At this time, someone will give these newcomers popular science. Clegg is one of the first people to do Christmas commodity futures at Kate Bar. Now he is the most prestigious person in the bar, and he even has the shipping channels. Most people in the bar hope to cooperate with him.

As for Mr. Irving, I heard that the boss behind Mr. Clegg was from Los Angeles, and his identity was even more mysterious.

Oled faced Zhou Ming with arrogant, rude and vicious, but when faced with Clegg and Irving, he turned into a dog-licking dog. He looked forward to them with a shameless face and apologized to them: "I'm very sorry, I disturbed Mr. Clegg's party with you and other gentlemen. We are just teaching a lesson to a savage and unreasonable Chinese, this..."

Clegg was furious: "You idiot, I don't care what you are doing, but you know that disturbing my conversation with Mr. Irving is the worst consequence. Mr. Irving is a business legend in Los Angeles. He provided me with funds to come to Chicago to find futures. If he gets angry, I will communicate directly with your boss!"

Oled shook his head repeatedly and said that he had absolutely no intention, and at the same time he promised that he would deal with the Chinese immediately.

Damn bastards, you Chinese will all die for me!

Oled hated Zhou Ming infinitely in his heart, but before he could make any move, Owen stood up first.

"Mr. Zhou Ming is you?" Owen looked at Zhou Ming in surprise.

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Wen suddenly said that he couldn't mess with everyone. Why did Mr. Owen, do you know that Chinese?

In fact, even Zhou Ming was very surprised: "Do you know me?"

"Mr. Zhou Ming, you may not remember me, but I remember you very deeply. We have seen it in the commercial building in Los Angeles," said Owen.

When Zhou Ming mentioned this, he remembered: "You are one of the agents in Los Angeles."

Zhou Ming has been to Los Angeles once recently. If it was the Commercial Building, it would be the time he had a meeting with all the agents in Los Angeles.

Because he only had a hurry, and there were more than a dozen agents in Los Angeles. He didn't remember him, but it seemed that he remembered himself.

Owen also nodded and admitted that he was one of the agents in Los Angeles. He even affirmed Zhou Ming: "If it weren't for you, Mr. Zhou Ming, I wouldn't have made so much money now. I'm nothing in front of you."

"Since that's the case, let's talk in another place. It doesn't seem that I'm welcome here."

Zhou Ming said this, and then walked out of the bar. The people who were still clamoring in front of him immediately made way for Zhou Ming very consciously. Owen nodded and followed Zhou Ming.

Seeing Zhou Ming and Clegg leave the bar, the Oled immediately turned pale and he ran over to stop Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Didn't you let us leave just now? Why don't we leave now?"

This sentence is like a slap on Oled in the face, but not only can he not be angry, but he also has to smile. Otherwise, if they really want to leave like this, when the boss finds out, he will definitely be skinned.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were a noble gentleman just now. I just misunderstood. I would like to express my sincerest apology to you." Oled said.

"But I am a Chinese, and my bloodline is very pure." Zhou Ming deliberately emphasized.

"It doesn't matter. I am a very tolerant person. I have always respected and loved Chinese, especially Chinese with a noble status like you, Mr. Xiang." Oled said.

"Don't do this, I still like your unruly look just now. You can recover." Zhou Ming patted Oled on the shoulder and said.

Oled was stunned at that time and had no idea what Zhou Ming meant.

"It's not interesting, I think this place is not suitable for me."

After Zhou Ming said that, he bypassed Oled and left the bar. Oled wanted to chase after him, but Zhang Lin passed by and gave him a look, which made him dare not have any ideas at the time.

Everyone in the bar just watched Zhou Ming and his group walk out of the bar. It was not until they all left that someone suddenly remembered something: Mr. Irving just said that the Chinese man was the boss behind the Christmas goods? Mr. Irving was nothing in front of him?

This idea made the bar wail. They regretted why they didn't talk to him just now. If he could get in touch with such a character, he would just miss a few contracts for him, then he would become a millionaire!

Some people pointed the finger at Oled, and the accused him of driving away the Chinese gentleman. He was the one who made everyone lose money to make money, and he was extremely guilty.

Faced with the accusations of the entire bar, Oled had nothing to say. He just sat on the chair like a walking corpse, his eyes were dull. He felt more desperate about his life than the accusations in front of him.
Chapter completed!