Chapter 639 (2/2)

”Please sit down!” hamle invited Chu fan to sit down and said with a smile, ”my name is hamle Mohammed. You are friends of my sister Mamela. You can call me hamle directly. Hehe, I always thought that the murderer king was a wild and ferocious man like a lion, but now I finally understand the meaning of your Chinese sentence.”

Chu Fan said curiously, ”what words?”

”People with big needles can't show their faces!”

”Pooh!”

Qiao Yun couldn't help laughing. Seeing Hamler looking over, she quickly apologized: ”I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but... Ha ha, your words made me want to laugh.”

Hamler wondered, ”am I wrong?”

Chu fan coughed: ”sorry, I didn't understand. What do you mean...”

Qiao Yun said with a smile: ”what chief hamle wants to say is' real people don't show their faces'?”

”Yes, yes, that's the sentence. It means almost the same.”

Wipe, is that almost? The Chinese characters are broad and profound. One word away, one hundred and eight thousand miles away. Really, don't pretend to understand if you don't understand!

”Xueqi, bring me the red robe I brought from China and give it to chief hamle.” Chu Fan said hello, Zheng Xueqi quickly promised, dropped Princess Mamela and ran to get a set of tea set.

When Zheng Xueqi opened the tea pot, a strong smell of tea came to her nostrils.

Hamler closed his eyes, took a deep breath, nodded and praised, ”good tea, best!”

Chu fan smiled but didn't speak. He just watched Zheng Xueqi perform the tea ceremony. He had to say that it's definitely a pleasant thing to let a beautiful woman pour tea. Even if the inferior tea is brewed by a beautiful woman, it will taste sweet.

”Chief hamle, please!” Zheng Xueqi put a cup of tea in front of hamle, then poured another cup, sent it to Mamela, and then handed it to Chu fan and Qiao Yun.

Hamler was not in a hurry to drink tea, but first put the tea under his nose, smelled it, then put it to his mouth, tasted it, took a shallow sip, put it in his mouth, swallowed it three times, and suddenly his mouth was full of saliva and endless aftertaste.

”This is the best tea I've ever had,” Hamler said excitedly. ”Excuse me, Mr. Chufan, can you give me half of this tea?”

Chu fan laughed: ”just a little tea. If you like it, this can will be given to you.”

”Thank you!” Hamler stood up solemnly, ”from now on, you are my most precious friend.”

”It's my pleasure.”

After a few polite words, they sat down again. Hamler took a sip of tea, put down his cup, smiled and said, ”Chu fan, are you coming for the right to import crude oil?”

”Well, that's right!” Chu fan explained without concealing, ”Prince William invited me. For this reason, I have prepared several mines.”

”Don't be so troublesome.” Hamler smiled. ”You saved my sister and Tibeta. I can decide to give you a right to import crude oil. In terms of price, I can also help you say a word and give you the best price. How about?”

Is there such a good thing?

Chu fan always believed that there would be no pie in the sky and no free lunch. Yes, he saved Mamela and a catastrophe, but this made Hamler take the initiative to send out a right to import crude oil?

Chu fan didn't hurry to answer. He picked up a box of special pandas on the tea table, pulled out one and asked, ”do you smoke?”

”Try one.” Hamler was approachable and without affectation. Not to mention whether he likes smoking or not, it's like two good friends who have known each other for a long time to put down his status as chief and smoke with Chu fan. This attitude alone is enough to prove his importance to Chu fan.

Chu fan personally lit his cigarette with a match. After spitting out a cigarette, Chu fan slowly asked, ”hamle, I appreciate your kindness, but I will fight for the right to import crude oil with my own skills. Thank you for your kindness!”

”I know, you are still the gambling king of China and the champion of the last gold gambling card competition.” hamle said positively, ”but this gambling game is very different from the regular gambling game. Even I don't know what to bet.”

Chu fan was stunned: ”it's not a regular gambling game? What do you want to bet?”

”Random questions may be the color of a beautiful woman's underpants walking through the street, or how many cars have passed in a minute, etc.”

Hamler skillfully flicked the ash and asked, ”are you sure to win such a gamble?”