Is it the private room where Wang Qibu and Zhou Qi formally established contact last time, or the same decoration, which has a lot to do with the already quaint style of the room. The older the things, the less likely they are to get out of date. Such a strong postmodern irony can be cooked by Hollywood industrial scripts for a long time.

"The tea is very good and very fragrant." Wu Gui put the tea cup in his hand on the table and said, "Wu Gui put the tea cup in his hand on the table."

"It's not a precious good tea, it's just the wild mountain spring tea that is seasoned this year. And you Japanese have problems with the way of drinking tea. Even if you play the so-called tea ceremony with flowers, it's no different from ours. Uh, of course, I almost ignore your kind of tea without spitting out tea leaves." Playing with a delicate front-clear snuff bottle that was originally placed in a corner of the room, Wang Qibu replied to Wu Gui's words in a more serious tone. Uh, this hateful seriousness. It makes Wang Qibu more like an explanation of a fact than a joke.

"In fact, since Chirikyu created the foundation of the "quiet" Japanese tea ceremony more than 400 years ago, Japan's tea ceremony has gone a long way in terms of taste and realm. It has been realized in that small cup of tea soup." Although he is very clear about what the purpose of coming here is, Wu Gui can't help but defend the Japanese tea ceremony when he hears someone unscrupulously blasting the national treasures of his motherland.

"That's just lust." Feng Qingyun Dan, damn Feng Qingyun Dan. Wang Qibu took it for granted that he had even brought out the ridicule that he didn't want to hide. He glanced at Wu Gui and said, "And I don't understand why you deliberately avoided the fact that Japanese tea ceremony originated from China. Do you really think that you can steal the bell like this? Don't tell me that you really think so. If it is true, where will your IQ go? Japan finally comes to several islands, and the environment in a corner limits the birth of broad ideas. No matter what aspect, I don't think you can afford the word Tao."

"Hehe, hehe, Qibujun was joking." Wu Gui, who was angry, tried to turn things around like this.

"I'm really not joking, my friend. In my eyes, the Japanese are Japanese. They were 70 years ago, and today are still 70 years later. Since they are ghosts, I naturally dare to say that you can't afford the word Tao." The strange tone and strange expressions were something that Wu Gui had never seen before. So although Wang Qibu said this, Wu Gui didn't know how to react for a while. In short, this was a very bad feeling. But for Wang Qibu, it was just the opposite. He enjoyed the feeling of the people he hated to be crazy.

"Seven-step Lord, everything else can be explained as an ideological gap. I don't want to worry about it. But please stop talking about what kind of "aggressives" my nation is. You should know that such a title is definitely an insult to the citizens of our great Japanese Empire." Wu Gui said passionately, bursting out one-third of the total anger.

"Hey, you're still anxious as you talk. What a big deal. So, I'll express my opinion to you now. If one day in the future, China will send troops to sweep the Japanese island under my command and brutally kill 20 million or even more people, including the elderly, women, and children. Then you can also call me the Chinese devil, and you'll guarantee not to get angry." He put down the snuff bottle that had been playing with for a long time, Wang Qibu held the table with both hands and stared at Wu Gui's eyes and said.

Wang Qibu's aggressiveness inevitably made the atmosphere of the banquet awkward. Of course, this was just Wu Gui's unilateral embarrassment. Wang Qibu, who stood opposite him, enjoyed this embarrassment very much. Every successful person has a way to control the rhythm. Obviously, the method belonging to Wang Qibu is much more merciless than that of others. However, it is not the kind of rigid comprehensive confrontation, such as deep and shallow ones, and the demon sword. Yes, it is the demon sword!

"Frankly, I really don't have much time and interest to play a childish game with you here with big eyes. You should know that I'm very busy. Just like I know you're also very busy." Wang Qibu put one hand on the rattan chair with one hand and tapped the table with a rhythmic hand, and said with a smile, "Then, my dear Mr. Wang, let's talk about business now. We met in the United States, and then I treated you as a friend with great enthusiasm, and then I was loyal to our friendship. But what about you? Not only did you deliberately leak my whereabouts to your brother, but after confirming that he was going to kill me, he sent someone to watch the show, and your behavior seriously hurt my fragile emotions! He even made me not believe in friendship anymore. Well, the situation is almost like this. Tell me how you are going to compensate me by coming across the sea."

"No, no, Qibujun. I believe that all this is just a misunderstanding. The purpose of my visit this time is to explain this misunderstanding." On this issue, Wu Gui's reaction was obviously fierce. He said, "No matter what you have been misled by some villains with ulterior motives, please believe me. The unfortunate incident you encountered in Rome does not have anything to do with me. And I believe you also know the competitive relationship between me and my brother, but no matter what, I am willing to express my apology for my brother through some substantial things."

"Is there a misunderstanding between us, or what your brother is, or how you and him are, it doesn't matter. Just just say what the substantial thing is in your mouth." Wang Qibu, who showed a playful expression, said.

"If it was the remaining box office revenue of "Transformers", Wu Guidao, who grasped the tone.

But he was interrupted impatiently by Wang Qibu, "Friend, you should show the sincerity you should have. I believe you will never hope to stand opposite me now."

Looking at Wang Qibu's playful expression, his deep eyes looked "All box office plus an additional 50 million US dollars, I hope it can resolve my misunderstanding with Qibujun." After sighing, he gritted his teeth and said.
Chapter completed!