Super Master

As for Zhao Ming, the chief adviser to Robert, he used his hand to adjust his gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes revealed a hint of impatience.    

    

He only glanced at Yue Feng once and didn't continue to pay attention to him.    

    

"Boss Zheng, where do you think Mr. Yue comes from? Do you think he can solve our problem?"    

    

Robert asked again.    

    

But up to this point, they had been communicating in English.    

    

"Mr. Robert?" This is China, please communicate in Chinese. As the person in charge of the Greater China area, you can't speak Chinese, can you? "    

    

Yue Feng smiled faintly.    

    

Everyone was startled when they heard this.    

    

As the head of the Zheng family, Zheng was used to communicating with outsiders in English, so he didn't pay much attention to this.    

    

When Zheng Shumei heard this, she secretly laughed.    

    

They had just met and the smell of gunpowder had already lit up?    

    

On the other hand, Zheng Shumei was looking forward to it.    

    

On the other hand, Robert and Zhao Ming had cold expressions on their faces.    

    

"English is the world's most common language. I have been communicating with others in English."    

    

He still spoke in English.    

    

"Mr. Yue, do you not understand English?"    

    

Zhao Ming smiled and a hint of disdain appeared on the corners of his mouth.    

    

What era is it, the closed mind that still stays in the past?    

    

Chinese? Hur Hur, don't you know that English is the international language?    

    

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Yue Feng also smiled. Then, he changed his tone to an incomparably pure British accent.    

    

"Mr. Robert, this is the first and last time I'm going to remind you in English that this is China. Please communicate with us in Chinese!"    

    

Yue Feng's voice rose and fell, every word directly stabbing into Robert's heart.    

    

Yue Feng's tone had already stunned them.    

    

Even Zheng Shumei was staring blankly at Yue Feng.    

    

Ever since she was young, she had received a superior education, and in the elite circle, she had also heard of this.    

    

In terms of speaking, she never felt she would lose to her peers.    

    

But now, Yue Feng's performance surprised her beyond belief.    

    

This... This was a pure accent that was unique to England. It wasn't something that an ordinary person could learn.    

    

It was like being born and bred in England.    

    

"Interesting."    

    

Robert smiled. This time, he finally used Chinese.    

    

"But according to your Chinese etiquette, since you have come from afar, shouldn't you invite us in?"    

    

Robert said again, a little sarcastically.    

    

"That could be Mr. Robert. He doesn't know enough about our Chinese etiquette. Our Chinese etiquette only welcomes people who are polite. As for the rude savages, they are not among them. "    

    

Yue Feng smiled faintly.    

    

"What do you mean? You call me a barbarian? "    

    

Robert's expression immediately turned cold.    

    

"I didn't say that. Mr. Robert doesn't want a seat."    

    

Yue Feng said as he turned to look at Zhao Ming.    

    

"Adviser Zhao is Chinese, you should be aware of this, right?"    

    

The corner of Yue Feng's mouth held a faint smile from beginning to end.    

    

To the two of them, this smile was akin to humiliating them.    

    

"Heh, your words are quite eloquent."    

    

Zhao Ming sneered.    

    

"Alright, everyone, please allow me to welcome you all. "Please come in."    

    

Yue Feng said as he stepped aside, gesturing with his hands to "please".