mesbooks Chapter 149 Feedback From The Wealthy
Chapter 149 Feedback From The Wealthy
"Who is that! Don't come near!"
"Hey! Stand still and don't move!"
Muhammad's two bodyguards obviously recognized Ye Xingchen, and when they saw Ye Xingchen walking straight over, they were immediately extremely nervous.
After all, being able to become Muhammad's bodyguard still has some skills.
Ye Xingchen's terrifying physical fitness shown before and the speed he showed now, the two bodyguards could imagine how terrifying Ye Xingchen's skills were with their feet.
"Calm down! I want to have a few words with Mr. Mohammed!"
Ye Xingchen didn't even look at the two bodyguards, his eyes were focused on Muhammad.
"Back off! I'm warning you one last time! Back off immediately! You can only get closer with permission from the boss!"
"We'll shoot you if you come here again!"
The two bodyguards were extremely nervous and immediately took out two pistols from their arms.
"What the hell...what does he want to do?"
"Are you anxious because you heard that the wealthy people want to divest their capital? You became so angry that you lost your mind?"
"But he is just a young driver...what does this have to do with him?"
"Whatever, just watch the show! Last time, this guy seemed to be very good at fighting, but this time we can see who is better, this guy or the rich man's bodyguard!"
"I'll bet a hundred dollars to buy a rich man's bodyguard to win!"
"I bet two hundred that if the rich man's two bodyguards come together, he will be subdued within five seconds!"
Various people on the construction site who were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously saw Ye Xingchen standing up and started talking about it.
When Lao Zhang saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, and then pretended to be angry.
"Hey... Xiaoye! You... ugh! I racked my brains and came up with a way to recover my investment! I'm done for. If Xiaoye messes with me like this, even the gods can't save me... Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, what about you? You can’t blame me. If you want to blame, just blame Xiaoye. Young people are still too young after all and can’t calm down!”
Ye Xingchen didn't hear the discussion of the group behind him, or maybe he didn't care about it if he heard it.
Facing the pistols of Muhammad's two bodyguards, Ye Xingchen just glanced at them from a distance and knew that they were two pistols with rubber bullets.
This kind of pistol...
You might say it's not very powerful, but it still hurts a little when it hits your body.
You could say it's very powerful. It only hurts a bit when it hits the body, and then there's nothing else.
Ye Xingchen pointed to the guns in the hands of the two bodyguards and just smiled faintly: "We have met before. You have also seen the physical fitness I showed before. This kind of rubber bullet can't really hurt. Me! Moreover, regardless of the distance between us, I am absolutely sure that I can knock the pistol in your hands to the ground before you shoot!"
"..."
The two bodyguards looked at each other with fearful expressions and did not doubt Ye Xingchen's words.
"Damn it...isn't it...is this guy so fierce? Can he really scare away the wealthy bodyguard with just a few words?"
"MD...could they join forces to play us?"
Passersby couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw the two bodyguards acquiescing to Ye Xingchen's words.
"Huh? Is it you?"
The translator not far away noticed the movement here1 and walked over slowly.
Obviously, the translator still remembered Ye Xingchen and recognized Ye Xingchen's identity at a glance.
The translator then hurried to the side of Muhammad's car window, and the driver in the driver's seat lowered the window very wisely.
“*&￥#@”
The translator whispered something into Muhammad's ear.
Muhammad's eyes lit up and he turned his head to look at Ye Xingchen in surprise.
After Ye Xingchen and Mohammed looked at each other, they each put on their language translators in perfect agreement.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ye! I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon! It's such a fate! I remember there is an old saying in your Xia country, you are destined to come thousands of miles to meet! That probably means us!"
Muhammad touched his beard, then grinned, and seemed to have a very friendly attitude towards Ye Xingchen.
After hearing what Muhammad said, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Ye Xingchen always felt that the words "We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away" were spoken to him by a bearded man. He had an indescribable strange feeling, and he was so gay...
"Uh...hehe..." Ye Xingchen smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Muhammad, your previous unpleasant experience was actually just an accident! Yunhe City is actually a very tolerant city. Not only is it tolerant of foreigners, but it is also tolerant of foreign cultures! No city is perfect! This city tolerates you, and you should also tolerate this..."
"Stop, stop!" Muhammad interrupted Ye Xingchen.
"hiss……"
Ye Xingchen couldn't help but frown.
Could it be that Muhammad was really furious? After all, he was the one who had just rescued them, so he was so disrespectful?
But what Muhammad said next made Ye Xingchen a little bit dumbfounded and filled with emotion.
Muhammad looked at Ye Xingchen and then at the employees of Yida Company.
"Mr. Ye, are you an employee of Yida Company?"
"Yes!"
Ye Xingchen nodded heavily.
"Do you have a good relationship with your boss?"
"My boss and I have a very good relationship! It can be said that the relationship is not only that of an employee and the boss, but also that of close friends!"
"Oh..." Muhammad nodded, "So how is your relationship with your colleagues?"
"My relationship with my colleagues is also very good..."
"No, no, no... Boss, I don't know about others, but the relationship between that old man and Mr. Ye is definitely very bad! I just heard that old man talking bad things about Mr. Ye!"
The translator quickly refuted Ye Xingchen's words, and then pointed his right hand at Lao Zhang not far away.
"???"
Lao Zhang, who was eating melon, originally felt uneasy when he saw Ye Xingchen chatting with Mohammed. Now he saw the translator pointing at him and felt even more panicked.
Is it possible that the melon was eaten by me...
"OK!" Muhammad nodded heavily, "Mr. Ye, I am determined to be your friend! Mr. Qin!"
The translator quickly waved to Qin Yanran.
Qin Yanran breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then trotted over.
"Mr. Muhammad!"
This time, Muhammad did not use Arabic arrogantly, but instead used the more awkward Xia Mandarin.
"Here, my friend!" Muhammad first pointed at Ye Xingchen, and then pointed at Lao Zhang, who was eating melon not far away and got on him, "Here... my friend, it's disgusting! Stay here Ye, get out of here and I will come down and listen to your plans!"