Director Yang sat for a while and left. He wanted to go back and report to the higher authorities and communicate with Shencheng.

In two hours, Smith arrived. He drove from Luzhou by himself, and the guy had already obtained his domestic driver's license.

Smith was arranged to live in the executive suite on the second floor. Just after I packed it up, Piech also arrived. He was about the same strength as Old Ah, and a convoy of twenty or thirty people.

Smith curled his lips. He learned a lot of things from Zhang Yanming. He didn't like this kind of swagger, but he prefers to be simpler.

If it weren't for being beaten, he wouldn't even have a bodyguard. Now Zhang Yanming has forced him to have four security guards.

As the master, Zhang Yanming had to go and help arrange the arrangements. This was a matter of etiquette. Smith naturally would not lose his identity and drove out by himself.

Zhang Yanming didn't have time to care about him, so he couldn't lose it anyway. The security guard followed him and didn't ask him what he was doing. Anyway, everyone has long been used to this guy having fun everywhere.

"Piech, welcome you." Zhang Yanming and Piesi hugged each other, held their hands tightly and shook for a while: It was this kind of etiquette, like two people having electricity.

It is completely different from the cute Yidian people. Weimar people will not hug them if they are not very close. If you insist on hugging them, they will call the police and say you are a hooligan.

Generally, I don’t really kiss the back of my hand when I kiss a woman, it’s just that. It’s completely different from the Yidaili people.

"Hey, boy, you've disturbed me." Old Ah Naili accused Piech without hesitation, with a disgusting expression on his face.

"Then I'm honored, but not everyone is qualified to disturb you." Piech smiled and hugged Lao Ahnli, and kissed his bearded cheek.

"The accommodation has been arranged, let's take a look at the room first." Zhang Yanming personally served as a welcome guest and took Piech into the yard arranged for them, with Lao Ahnili accompanying him.

"Tell you, this kid's place is pretty good, the air is good, and the food is great, do you know? He can actually make pasta by hand, technically second only to me."

Zhang Yanming glanced at Lao A-Naili, who was bragging and not drafting, and the old man didn't care at all.

There are different things with the Italians. It is very easy to deal with the Weimar people. Just avoid the number thirteen. Don’t mention anything ** or discuss religious issues. It doesn’t matter if you don’t care about anything else. Don’t pay attention to it.

They are very rigid and will strictly abide by the system and work and rest time. As long as you have explicit regulations, you will definitely not violate it. You have to watch the Italians at any time. The more you stipulate, the more interested they are.

They are also very happy and straightforward when speaking. If you can, it is OK, it is OK. If you don’t, it is not OK. You don’t have to guess.

"There is no German chef." The buddy from the Foreign Affairs Department came to Zhang Yanming and muttered quickly: "It's too late."

"Arrange two Shandong cuisine masters to come over." Zhang Yanming replied.

"..." The foreign affairs department did not understand.

"Lucai is good at making meat. They like to eat pork, beer, and sausages."

"Thank you." This guy felt that Zhang Yanming was an angel and could always solve the problem in practice. He happily went to call and contact him.

Unlike Lao A's strength, Piesi is not qualified to let Zhang Yanming cook in person. The two of them are intimate and cooperation cannot be discussed, which means they have had several transactions.

Although there is also a transaction with Lao A Naili, Zhang Yanming joined Yidaili Communications and became a major shareholder. He will soon enter the banking and insurance industry and become a major shareholder. This is a partner.

Just like two people, one comes to you occasionally to buy something, the other not only buys things, but also provides a source of goods, which is naturally different.

Besides, Old Ah Naili is over 80 years old.

Old Ahn's influence in the Western world is not a big deal. Piech naturally maintained the etiquette of his younger generation in front of him and respected him very much.

It’s still two people entering the courtyard, and the layout is similar. The creeks and bamboo forests in the courtyard are lightly placed in rockery pavilions and pavilions, which are mixed with the lake and lawn outside the courtyard.

White walls and black tiles feel particularly beautiful in this environment.

Piesi stood at the bedroom window arranged for him and looked at the scenery in the distance outside and was shocked. He tilted his mouth and his face was full of satisfaction.

"It's beautiful. I heard that Zhang was designed and planned by this place himself. He is an artist who was delayed by business." Old Ahnili stood beside Piech and exclaimed.

"It's really great. This plant is beautiful." Piech pointed to the young bamboo forest. In fact, if this thing really grows up, it won't look so beautiful.

"It's edible, very tender, crispy and a little sweet." Old Ah forced his beard to rub his non-existent beard. The old man had eaten bamboo shoots and had to eat it.

In fact, no matter how the bamboo shoots are made, they taste a little bitter. I don’t know how the old man tastes sweet.

It’s no wonder that Europe has no bamboo. They may have seen it before, but they definitely haven’t eaten it.

"Can you eat it?" Piech was a little surprised: "Can you eat it too? Isn't it only Fatta who eats this?"

"Its seedlings can be eaten by people, but when they grow up, they won't work and become very hard." Zhang Yanming explained. It would be interesting not to break a bamboo and chew it in a while.

"Don't it affect growth? It's beautiful and unique."

"No, it has strong vitality and grows very quickly. If there is no restriction, just a bunch of bamboo will grow the entire yard next year or a larger area."

"But why doesn't it grow into Europe?"

No one can answer this question.

The staff were all settled in the accommodation. Zhang Yanming, Lao Anali and Piech came out and came to Lao Anali's yard to speak. This was what Lao Anali insisted on.

"I don't want to eat stinky pork. Weimar people only know how to eat this." He murmured to Zhang Yanming in a naughty voice. What can Zhang Yanming say? He can only roll his eyes. He also likes to eat 'stinky' pork.

"Tea or coffee?"

"Tea."

Old Ah shrugged his shoulders. He felt that everything except coffee was different.

Zhang Yanming stopped the service staff and made tea for Piesi with his own hands... He put the tea leaves on the leaking head, poured boiling water and flowed into the cup, and then placed the cup in front of Piesi.

This is how Weimar people drink tea. They don’t brew it, but make it. The tea tastes very light.

"Maybe you can try their method." Lao A-Nian held the coffee and persuaded Piech to make tea like a Chinese.

"No, the taste of making it so strong, it's very uncomfortable. It's very bitter."

Weimar people are famously fond of sweets, especially those of the Dyoli people. By the way, the Omes have a special liking for sweets, because sugar has been quite expensive there for a long time.

"What are you mainly doing when you come to China this time?" Zhang Yanming asked casually.

"We have been working together for a while, and I want to see it with my own eyes and visit your factory." It's indeed straightforward.

"You don't even go to your factory in Shencheng? I thought you would stay in Shencheng for a few days before coming here."

"I will go, I can see my own things at any time, right?"

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Zhang Yanming nodded.
Chapter completed!