The Chinese beggar did not hesitate, and followed along.
He hasn't received much money recently. If he doesn't get any more this time, then he is afraid that he will be hungry again today.
At this time, those people who got in and out of the luxury car, surrounded by a middle-aged man, were about to walk towards the hotel.
This middle-aged man obviously looks like a European and American, and he has a slightly fat figure and has a big belly. He starts walking. It's like a penguin.
"Boss, do it well, reward us with some money!"
The beggars rushed forward. Directly towards the obese man in the front, he surrounded him.
However, before they rushed to the front, they had been stopped outside by a dozen bodyguards.
But the few beggars did not give up.
They knelt and blocked the obese man's path.
"Boss, please, for God's sake, have mercy on us!"
Those beggars moved out all the usual rhetoric.
Look at these beggars in front of you. The fat man's face suddenly showed a look of contempt.
"What a bunch of bugs! I am in a good mood today, I will reward you some!"
Talking. The fat man winked at a deputy beside him.
The deputy knew it, and immediately took out a stack of change from his wallet, and threw it out with an arrogant look.
Dozens of dollars immediately fell to the ground.
When the few beggars saw this, all of them were extremely excited, like a vicious dog that saw a bone, and immediately rushed towards the money on the ground.
Seeing these beggars look so unpromising for just a little change, the fat man's face showed another expression of disdain.
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on a beggar.
While other beggars were vying for money, the Chinese beggar was not idle either.
He saw a twenty-dollar bill right in front of him, and he was overjoyed and hurriedly reached out and grabbed it.
As long as the twenty dollars are in hand, his life will be much better these days, at least he won't be hungry anymore.
However, just as he was holding the money in his hands, just as he was about to take it back.
A fat big foot. Stepped directly on the back of his hand.
"Hiss..."
The Chinese beggar took a breath of pain.
But when he raised his head, there was still a smile on his face.
"Boss, please lift your foot, don't stain your shoes!"
The beggar's face was filled with harmless smiles of humans and animals.
However, at this time, the fat man's face was full of sneers.
"Are you from Huaxia?"
The fat man looked down at the beggar and asked coldly.
"The boss has a really good vision, yes, I am."
The beggar gave a thumbs up at the other party. There was still a kind and even a little flattering smile on his face.
Whenever you meet anyone, you have to say good things. After all, the old saying is good, not hitting the smiley person, this is the way he sums up the survival.
However, this way of survival seems to be not very useful today.
"Damn, really!"
After hearing the beggar's answer, the fat man gave a cold snort. The expression on his face also became even worse.
"Do you know that what Lao Tzu hates most is you cheating pigs. You yellow-skinned inferior people should honestly be a group of slaves, but you are going to come to us to grab business with Lao Tzu! It's better now. Even the business of beggars here is robbed of us. You are really a group of pervasive moths!"
The fat man said, spitting out a mouthful of water on the beggar in front of him, his fat face was full of disgust.
The fat man's name was Housewell, but he actually had a very unusual identity.
Housewell is the chairman of Wana Pictures.
And Wana Films and Television is one of the largest film and television companies in Hollywood, and Paramount. Twentieth Century Fox is at the same level.
It is no exaggeration to say that Housewell can be regarded as a real entertainment tycoon in the entire United States!
However, Housewell has never had a good impression of China, especially in the past few years, as the film and television industry there has become more and more developed, which has caused Housewell’s Wana Company to receive a lot of attention. The impact.
Even some of the trading companies that Housewell ran at the same time were taken away by the other side.
Therefore, Housewell has always been very disgusted with the Chinese.
And now, he vented all the dissatisfaction in his heart to the beggar in front of him.
At this moment, upon hearing what Housewell said, the faces of the other beggars all showed complacency.
"Boss. You are right, you can't let outsiders like them steal our business."
"If you don't want the money, I'd better give it to us. Hey..."
Those beggars were all flattering, they didn't care about that much, and now they wanted to take away the twenty dollars.
Housewell glanced at the beggars and snorted coldly. His eyes fell on the beggar before him again.
"Want this money?"
Housewell looked down at the beggar in front of him and said arrogantly.
"Lick your shoes clean for Lao Tzu, the money is yours! Not only that. Lao Tzu can give you more!"
As Hauswell said, he raised a few banknotes towards the beggar, each of which was actually a large amount of one hundred dollars in cash!
At least five hundred dollars!
See this scene. The faces of the other beggars all showed excitement, and their eyes looked straight at the hundreds of yuan bills.
Several hundred dollars. For them, this is simply astronomical!
At this time, Housewell's face. Also a proud and arrogant look.
He was confident in his heart that with so much money, the Chinese beggar in front of him would definitely succumb to himself!
A few hundred dollars is nothing to a wealthy man like Housewell.
He just wants to use this little money to make the beggar in front of him bow his head.
Because in the eyes of Housewell, the beggar in front of him is no longer just a person, but represents the entire country he belongs to.
If the other party can give in, this will give Housewell a great sense of accomplishment.
"Boss, give us a chance too!"
"Yes, we promise to lick your shoes, boss!"
The other beggars all wished to have such a good opportunity at this moment.
Housewell sneered.
"What the hell are you still scratching, if you take a step slower, the money will be theirs!"
Housewell cursed coldly.
And at this time.
"Since the boss doesn't want to give this money, then forget it."
The beggar said with a smile.
After saying this, the beggar pulled his hand back, turned and walked away directly. (End of this chapter)