Feng Tao was stunned. Isn’t this guy who “killed” him in the structural workshop yesterday? Why is he everywhere?

"Liu Ming, right? Mr. Sanchez is an important member of our project team. You must act cautiously when communicating. If you don't understand, you must notify me first." Feng Tao knew that the foreign guest's name could not suppress Liu Ming at all, but since the other party had called for someone, he had to bite the bullet and warn him first.

"Uh, I'll try it." Liu Ming smiled.

Lu Guangkun called Guo Ming behind him and said to Liu Ming: "Let Xiao Guo cooperate with you to do the coordination work."

Liu Ming knew in his heart that this old boy didn't want to take the credit for himself.

Early the morning of the next morning, Xu Cuihua prepared the Brazilian project assignment table according to Vice President Lu's method and took it to the large design room for a meeting to announce it. However, Liu Ming's seat was empty, as if he had used ten percent of his strength but punched the air, making Xu Cuihua so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Where is Mr. Zhang, where is Liu Mingren?"

Gong Ningxiang, who was standing beside him, said, "Oh, Xiao Liu came in the morning and received a call from Feng Tao, asking him to go with the Brazilians in the car. I will pretend and ask him to go with Xiao Guo."

"Who..." Xu Cuihua, who had just been the project manager for a month, forgot that the person in front of him was the director of the second design office. After awakening, he swallowed the next few words back.

After a while, he calmed down and said, "Then let's not wait for him, let's have a meeting."

After receiving the specific work content, the designers from Room 2 chatted and fucked below as usual, which made Xu Cuihua helpless.

At this moment, the department landline rings, and Mr. Zhang answers it and says, "Xiao Guo, yes, yes... don't worry, say slowly, I can't hear clearly. What!? Something happened to Liu Ming?" Before the phone was dropped, the design room was silent in an instant.

Besides, before Liu Ming finished the breakfast in his hand, Feng Tao was dragged into the car in a daze and drove out of the factory.

"I said Feng's army, where are we going so early?" Liu Ming complained dissatisfied.

Guo Ming, who was sitting in the co-pilot, said excitedly: "Feng Department, will there be a task of coordinating work so soon?"

Feng Tao was also full of questions and said to Liu Ming: "I received a notice from Thiago and asked us to go to the Oasis Hotel as soon as possible, but the specific content is not clear."

Liu Ming rolled his eyes, "I said to the leader, I'm just a coordinator who drives the ducks to put them on the shelves. If you want to talk about specific technical issues, you have to bring Xu Cuihua with you first, right? She is the project leader."

Feng Tao said impatiently: "You need to tell me about this? In special circumstances, let you go alone. I can tell you that the other party's coordinator, named Sanchez, may be a background, you have to serve me carefully."

Liu Ming secretly praised the foreign trade minister for his great eyesight, but said, "Don't worry, the biggest advantage of me is that whatever the leader says, and he never fears heavy."

While a few people were talking, the car had already reached the outskirts of the city, and this five-star oasis hotel was built in a forest on the outskirts of the city.

After getting off at the hotel entrance, the three of them were directly picked up by a security staff from a Brazilian team.

The security guard was very nervous. Feng Tao followed behind and didn't ask any questions. Soon, several people walked to a door. Feng Tao was about to push the door, but was stopped by the man and said that this was a private meeting between the two coordinators and no one else needed to be present.

"But he doesn't know how to communicate?" Feng Tao argued.

Liu Ming wanted Feng Tao to be absent, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

Liu Ming walked into the room and found that it was a very spacious gym. There were only three or four people in the huge room. He was standing around the small ring deepest. Sanchez was practicing boxing with the sparring team on the ring. Liu Ming was very curious. What did Sanchez ask for him to do?

"Hey, Mr. Sanchez, are you looking for me?"

"Huh, Huh, Huh! Stop." Sanchez panted and said to the trainee, then lay on the guardrail, "How about it, play for a few times?"

Liu Ming rolled his eyes and ran here to box early in the morning. Looking at Sanchez's thick neck and bare upper body showing muscle lines like knives, Liu Ming looked down at his little body and said that he didn't want to go up and gesture to him.

"Sorry, this kind of sport is not very popular in China, I can't play it."

"Hey, aren't you a coordinator? If you don't try new things, I can teach you how to coordinate. It's very simple." Sanchez still invited enthusiastically.

After all helplessness, Liu Ming finally reluctantly agreed to go on stage to compete with Sanchez, of course, when he was wearing protective gear, Sanchez hinted that others would go out and lock the door.

"What's the situation? Are you going to intervene behind closed doors? Hey, why don't you wear gloves?" Liu Ming asked Sanchez in confusion, who had changed into a pair of thin gloves with fingers.

"Oh, I'm better at free fighting." Sanchez smiled evilly and then said, "I heard that you are a racist. When you see a foreigner like me, you will have a tendency to be violent. Come on, hit me!"

Liu Ming was confused at first, until Sanchez mentioned the name of the supervisor Andre, and then suddenly realized that he finally fell into the pit he dug. He never expected that it was because of Wang Chuanzong and Feng Tao's misunderstanding that he sent himself to the boxing ring.

"Hey, Sanchez, that's just a joke, let me explain." Looking at Sanchez who was slowly pushing over, Liu Ming didn't care about any language barriers, mainly because he was too unfair to be beaten by this.

Sanchez couldn't care about that much. He squatted in the hotel these days and was so crazy that he had to vent his anger.

Just five seconds later, Liu Ming was already covering his stomach and fell on the stage.

"Get up! It's just the beginning, and the warm-up is not over yet. I'm like a man!" Sanchez encouraged while wandering.

At this time, Liu Ming no longer wanted to explain any misunderstandings. He only looked at Sanchez's eyes and knew that this madman was just making an excuse. He wanted to survive at this time. Sanchez's boxing skills had definitely been professionally trained. He could hit Liu Ming with one punch and his feet off the ground. He had to find a way to fight him so that he could not open his arms.

Liu Ming took a deep breath, insisted on standing up, signaling him to take off his boxing gloves and change to a pair of free fighting gloves.

Ten seconds later, Liu Ming was knocked to the ground again.

"You!" Liu Ming said angrily.

Sanchez explained with a smile: "I just want to remind you that after changing the gloves, the rules of the game have changed. Now it is the rules of free fighting, and I can use my legs."

Liu Ming was forced into a corner and completely became a human-shaped sandbag. For Liu Ming, who had no fighting experience, he even owed the qualification to fight with the other party in the boxing ring.
Chapter completed!