The Magic Trading System

"Mr. Okamoto, are you sure you can convince Zheng hao?" Asked Tian Miao.

"I'm sure." Zheng Hao nodded.

"That's great. When we get to Yuzhou, we can sit down and have a good talk. " Tian Miao's eyebrows spread out and said with a smile.

"Well! That's a deal. " Zheng Hao said.

In this way, all the way to talk about, soon, to the Mordor airport.

"Mr. Okamoto, don't you really transfer back to Yuzhou with me?" Tian Miao asks Zheng Hao.

Of course, Zheng Hao can't go back with Tian Miao, because he is eager to get rid of the identity of Okamoto Zhengxiong, and then appear in front of the world as Zheng Hao.

"Yes, Miss Tian, you can go back first. I'll get in touch with Zheng Hao later. First, I'll talk about it with him. Then, he may get in touch with you tomorrow to discuss in-depth cooperation." Zheng Hao said to Tian Miao.

"All right." Tian Miao said with a worried face.

Now she doubts whether the Japanese are just amusing themselves.

When I return to Yuzhou, I still have to face a lot of headache problems.

Zheng Hao and Tian Miao got off the plane together.

However, Tian Miao didn't get out of the terminal. She wanted to buy a ticket directly from mordu airport and return to Yuzhou.

Zheng Hao is to handle the customs clearance procedures, to Okamoto Masao identity, he walked out of the airport.

As soon as he came to the square outside, his mobile phone rang.

Zheng Hao a look, ring the mobile phone number is Okamoto Masao identity processing.

He frowned and picked up the phone.

"Where are you now, Mr. Okamoto?" There was a nice sound in the microphone. But it was the stewardess Liu Liying just now.

Zheng Haoxin said that this girl really entangled herself.

He said, "I'm in the square outside the terminal."

"Ah! That would be great. Can you wait for me for a moment? I'll be out soon. I have two days' holiday. Maybe I can accompany you around. " Liu Liying said.

"But I have something urgent to do." Zheng Hao said.

He didn't have the heart to talk to Liu Liying.

"I won't delay you much time. I just want to be a little bit of a host." Liu Liying said wrongly.

"All right! Then let's have lunch together. " Zheng Hao shrugged and said.

He still can't bear to refuse girls.

Especially beautiful girls.

What's more, Zheng Hao has never had close contact with a stewardess. He also wanted to see what the girl meant.

"Ah! That's great. Mr. Okamoto promised me Liu Liying exclaimed pleasantly.

Zheng Hao hung up and waited outside the terminal.

Before long, Liu Liying appeared in front of him.

Now the girl has changed her clothes, wearing a pair of black leggings, a pink skirt around her waist, and a pilot jacket, which makes her look very lively and beautiful.

"Good morning, Mr. Okamoto!"

When Liu Liying saw Zheng Hao, she threw herself at him, opened her arms and gave him a hug without hesitation.

Zheng Hao frowned.

He's not feeling well.

Does the girl think she is Japanese, so she is so attentive to herself?

If that is the case, he won't like her very much.

He doesn't have a cold for Harvey's girls.

"Hello, Miss Liu." Zheng Hao and her polite, gently hugged her once, broke away her embrace.

Liu Liying feels that Zheng Hao is not enthusiastic about herself, but she doesn't care.

She looked at Zheng Hao with a smile and said, "Mr. Okamoto, let's go downtown for dinner in my car, OK?"

"Not bad." Zheng Hao nodded.

She took Zheng Hao's arm and led him to the parking lot.

In the process of walking, Zheng Hao felt that she gently rubbed her arm with her chest.

She is more clever smile, Yan Ran kept talking with Zheng Hao.

Soon, she took Zheng Hao to a silver gray Maserati Levante.

It will take more than one million yuan for this car to come down.

It's a luxury car.

Liu Liying is just a stewardess. It's amazing that she can afford to drive such a million class luxury car. It shows that she has a good family.

After all, although the air hostess is a high salary, it only costs more than 10000 yuan a month.

It will take seven or eight years to buy such a car on your own.

"Nice car." Zheng Hao said lightly.

"Yes? I earned it myself. " Liu Liying opened the door with a smile and invited Zheng Hao to go up.Zheng Hao took the seat of CO pilot.

"Miss Liu looks very powerful. In Japan, not everyone can afford to drive Maserati." Zheng Hao said to Liu Liying.

"Mr. Zheng must be all right, isn't he?" Liu Liying got into the driver's seat and started the car.

The car left the square and headed for the airport expressway.

"I'm poor. I don't have a car." Zheng Hao shook his head with a smile.

Liu Liying picked her eyebrows and flashed a different color in her eyes: "Mr. Okamoto is joking. You don't have a car because you don't have to drive by yourself at all. I want to know what kind of career Mr. Okamoto does, OK?"

"I'm a vagrant, a cosmopolitan, and I don't do anything." Zheng Hao said.

He said while staring at Liu Liying.

This girl is close to herself, doesn't she regard herself as a rich man? I want to say that I am nothing, to see what the girl's reaction.

"Cluck! Mr. Okamoto is really humorous. I like your character Liu Liying giggled.

But she was thinking fast.

Liu Liying doesn't think Zheng Hao is so unbearable.

His clothes, his elegant and calm manner all show that he was born in a very noble family. Maybe he came from an ancient family in Japan.

Liu Liying has been a stewardess for several years, and she is well-informed. She has insight into all kinds of rich people and people in the upper class.

She was determined not to let go of the big fish.

"Hum! I want to see how long your fox tail can hide. " Liu Liying said in her heart.

"Well, you just like it, Miss Liu. Your taste is very unique. I'm just a poor Japanese. I don't know why you are so interested in me." Zheng Hao shrugged and said.

"I don't like your money. I'm attracted by your temperament. Mr. Okamoto. "

Liu Liying took a look at Zheng Hao and said in a delicate voice.

Poor people don't call themselves poor.

Only the real rich family, will try to belittle themselves, in order to find their true love.