I think it was precisely because of these things that he was ignorant of all Chinese things.

Gu Qi saw that Xiao Hai's fists under her body were slightly clenched. She patted Xiao Hai's shoulder gently, turned back to George Huang and said with a smile in English.

"This is the art director of ShowMAX, right?" Gu Qi still remembers what George Huang said on the plane.

Hearing the words "Art Director", the Vice President of ShowMAX next to George Huang looked at Gu Qi with doubtful eyes, and then looked at George Huang.

Looking at the vice president's gaze, George Huang's face turned red and he quickly argued, "What art director? Have you recognized the wrong person?"

Gu Qi looked at the Vice President of ShowMAX and then at the expression on George Huang's face, and immediately understood something.

She smiled and said, "Maybe? But according to my understanding, you were also Chinese before, right?"

George Huang looked at Gu Qi with disdain and said, "So what? I have already left that dirty and garbage place long ago. I am now a noble citizen of the beautiful country."

"Forget it, since you don't want to be a descendant of the dragon and want to be a foreign domestic animal, I won't stop you. But if you forget your ancestors, it's your fault."

George Huang's face turned red instantly because he recalled the words he was criticized on the plane.

Why did this damn Chinese woman in front of him talk exactly like the woman on the plane who made him hate him so much that he gritted his teeth?

"You just said that those who perform on stage are the least successful among the lower classes. As far as I know, the industry you are currently engaged in is also in the entertainment industry, right? According to you, the things you are operating now were all in ancient times.

Exclusive to brothels, what do you think is the difference between you and those low-class people?"

"Well, to put it in a simpler way, if you really want to say it, you are not even an entertainer. After all, you are not the one who performs on the stage. At best, you are just a job worker in a brothel."

"Do you know what this was called in ancient times?"

At this time, Xiao Hai suddenly added, "I know this, it's called Turtle Gong!"

Gu Qi snapped her fingers. Although she didn't speak, she expressed what she wanted to express concisely and concisely.

Seeing Gu Qi and Xiao Hai singing together, especially when they heard the word "turtle master", George Huang's crater-like face instantly turned red to the color of pig liver.

His face was trembling with anger, and now he really wanted to rush up and slap this damn Asian woman in the face.

But sitting on both sides was his boss, and on the other side was a beautiful actress he wanted to hook up with.

So he could only endure the outburst of anger and pretend that he did not understand what these two people said. On the surface, he said "I don't understand" and "I don't know what you are talking about."

Behind his back, he felt like a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out, which made him feel depressed.

What made him want to vomit blood even more was that the beautiful actress next to him specifically asked him, "What is Turtle Gong?"

When George Huang faced the beauty's question, he opened his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

God knows how broken he is now.

How could he explain this?
Chapter completed!