After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Does Fengyin know Korean? I know a little bit.

As for how much this is, I don’t know.

At the airport pick-up station, Feng Yin was holding up a sign and trying to be the most conspicuous one.

Not long after, someone started to come out.

A small group of four people is very conspicuous. Their average height is not high, and their faces are full of arrogance and confidence.

"There! The car I'm looking for is there!"

A boy pointed in the direction of Feng Yin and shouted to the other three companions in Korean. The four of them walked towards Feng Yin together.

Feng Yin pretended to be dumbfounded, looked at the four people with a smile, and said in Chinese: "Who is Wang Xianming who ordered the car, Mr. Wang?"

"I am."

Wang Xianming wears black-rimmed glasses and is about 1.72 meters tall. He is the tallest among the four people. He carries a heavy backpack and pushes a large black suitcase in his hand.

The other three people did not understand Chinese and chatted with Wang Xianming in a gibberish manner. Feng Yin's mobile phone was hung on his waist and did not take pictures of several people's faces.

"Hello Mr. Wang, we agreed before that I am a live escort. You said you don't mind, right?"

"It doesn't matter."

Wang Xianming waved his hand casually. In his opinion, even if he accompanied the small live broadcasters one by one, they would not have a hundred fans in total.

"Okay, please sign this document, and the other three please sign it as well."

Feng Yin took out the legal documents prepared by Xinghuo Entertainment in a very professional manner, and the four people signed their names without caring, mumbling impatient words.

After the four people signed, Feng Yin led the four people out of the airport and went to the parking lot.

"Why is it so far?"

"Did this person take us on a detour?"

The three H countrymen looked at Feng Yin suspiciously. Feng Yin curled his lips and thought disdainfully: It's true that wild boars can't eat fine chaff, and they have never seen the world. Wang Xianming caught up with Feng Yin and asked, "Why is it so far? You know I only pay the fare, right?"

"Is it far? Aren't all airports this big? Aren't they in country H?"

Wang Xianhua was stumped by a question.

He has not returned to China in nearly eight years and does not pay much attention to domestic development. This is why he wants to find a driver to accompany him part-time.

Feng Yin finally led the four people to the parking space of the commercial vehicle, put their luggage into the truck behind, and let the four people get in the car.

"Oh - Mercedes! Isn't this car expensive?"

Wang Xianming didn't know that the car Feng Yin drove turned out to be a brand-name car. The resentment he felt when walking before was much reduced. He was full of vanity and took the credit from the three fellow travelers.

The four of them sat down, Feng Yin drove, and Lin Yu was in the passenger seat.

Zhang Boer and Li Sanyi went to the truck at the back.

After the car started, Feng Yin asked where they were going to the first stop. Wang Xianming, as the representative of the four people, said they were going to the bank.

"We need to change some Chinese currency so we can pay your fare."

“Why not pay with your mobile phone?”

Wang Xianming asked with a question mark face, what is mobile payment?

"Almost all electronic payments are used in China at present. Zhibaobao and WeChat are all payment software. You can download one. You can spend whatever you can with cash, but many shops may not have the money to give it to you."

Feng Yin's words opened a new door for the four of them.

As the car drove on, several people had not yet studied the payment software, and began to suspect Feng Yin that you were giving them a detour.

"How come it's so far?"

Feng Yin, who was questioned, showed a standard service smile.

She just likes to cure other people's doubts. (End of chapter)