The representative character of H is a saying that we are so lucky, and Feng Yin’s smile is bright and beautiful.
Where is the pleasure of fooling around?
It must be written by the other party.
Criticism is easily elevated to international heights by some people, but it is different to fool it. People voluntarily believe it.
Wang Xianming, the only one in the car who knows Chinese, has not returned to China for many years, and is no less surprised by the changes in the country than those three foreigners.
The bank arrived, Fengyin opened the car door very well and took the four people in.
Lin Yu followed behind with his cell phone, taking on the camera today.
When the security guard at the bank entrance saw Feng Yin, he immediately greeted him.
“Feng Yin.”
“I’m busy.”
Wang Xianming looked at him in a familiar tone. Could it be that she brought us to a bank she knew?
A few people walked into the bank, and Lin Yu blocked the camera very clearly, leaving only the sound.
“Why don’t you leave?”
The four people blocked the door and didn’t move, their eyes moving around without seeing.
“Is this a bank?”
“Hey–I know it’s very shabby, but this is the closest to it, so I’ll do it.”
Will I make it? The most shabby?
The four people looked at each other, and the three H people looked at Wang Xianming: Why are they different from what you said?
At this time, professional personnel were already performing simultaneous interpretation in the live broadcast room.
Free, obligatory, focusing on having fun with the people.
[Isn’t Feng Yin going to the best bank in our city? 】
[That’s right, the magnificent one. 】
[The three people have already begun to doubt their lives. 】