The representatives walked quickly towards the platform. The first thing they saw were two etiquette girls and a few bags of potato chips they were holding.

Why are these potato chips distributed? When the foreigner was discussing it, he told everyone not to speak English, let alone answer any question in English.

If you are really bored, just ignore the other person and eat potato chips!

The numbers are lined up in a row, with the screen facing down on the booth, but they didn't care at all, and didn't take it seriously, thinking it was some exquisite ceramic ornaments.

"Sir, what do you want to know?" The etiquette girl quickly put down the potato chips and stood up and said.

"It's so unprofessional! I can't speak English when participating in international activities!" James Louise Lake Sine said, the representative of Huirui Technology, quickly shook his head and said.

Representative Ah San was also quick-witted. He grabbed the potato chips that the girl had just put down and laughed: "They used to sell potato chips, hahaha, I'm so laughing. Just a sell potato chips!"

When everyone heard this, they laughed.

At this time, several local residents of Xiangjiang passed by in the distance and saw the infinite booth and wanted to experience the sound.

However, the situation on the scene made them very confused.

A group of foreigners were chattering over there, and after that, a few Ah San laughed in her arms.

"Is A San sick? Why do you smile with potato chips in your arms?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm happy to see the potato chips? I heard that they didn't even eat potatoes."

"Do we still want to experience it?"

"Let international friends come first! Show our hospitable side of Xiangjiang people!"

"All right!"

As he said that, a few locals from Xiangjiang began to walk around, and while walking, they did not forget to turn the spinning tops on their fingertips.

When passing by the booth of Mitsubishi's representative, Kitari was picking his nose under the bridge.

They don’t want to come to this kind of technology conference. There are basically only a few technology giants. They can know any inventions of each giant at the first time.

After all, there is still a kind of creature in this world called commercial spy.

If it weren't for the event that the Sun Breaks Set and the Eagle Sauce Dad, the Fusan giant wouldn't have come.

As I was buckled, Beiri suddenly saw passersby playing with fingertips of the top under the bridge.

"Then there are fingertip spinning tops?" He exclaimed, and Beiri hurriedly stopped several people under the bridge and asked about fingertip spinning tops.

The fingertip spinning top is almost becoming a heart disease in Hiroshi. Recently, he has been leading people to study the fingertip spinning top, but there has been no progress.

Precision bearings look simple, but they are even more difficult to make. Beiji, the bridge, has a deep understanding of this.

The entire Mitsubishi talent gathered together and could not make a bearing with a fingertip spinner. There is no way, it is too difficult to have such a harsh bearing on small bearings!

Therefore, the source of the fingertip spinner has become the most concerned thing about Hiroshi Katsushima!

"Mr. Kiri, a man from the bridge, asked you, Xiangjiang, how did the spinners on your fingertips come from?"

Kitari at the bridge spoke anxiously and asked in Japanese, and the translation next to him was also a quick translation.

"What's your business?"

Seeing that it was from Fusang, a few people passing by Xiangjiang thought of something, and they were a little unhappy. They didn't want to talk too much, and left without answering.

Kiri at the bridge was confused and immediately said, "Catch up with them and ask no matter what!"

"Hi!" The translator nodded straight and hurriedly chased after him, "Friends in Xiangjiang, we have no other meaning. We just want to know where the spinning tops on your fingertips came from?"

"I bought it? Isn't it a stolen one?" Several Xiangjiang people frowned and looked at the translator like a fool.

"I know, I mean, where did you buy it?"

One of the people from Xiangjiang subconsciously said: "Apart from infinity, is there any other place to sell this thing?"

"Sold scalpers too!" Another Xiangjiang man corrected.

"Infinity? What is infinity?" the translator asked.

"Infinity is a Xiangjiang enterprise!" After saying that, several Xiangjiang people left without looking back. Talking to the Fusang people was disgusting, and just asking some brainless questions.

"Infinity! Infinity!" The translator was as if he had a treasure, so he hurried to find Beiri, a bridge to report!

Over the past period of time, Mitsubishi has talked to many stakeholders, but they have not asked about the source of the fingertip spinner. However, this is normal. How could the stakeholder sell his own channels?

Moreover, they were in contact with the slander among the slander, the Fusang slander who was connected with the slander of Xiangjiang.

"Oh, infinity! It's really a place to search for something without any effort!" After saying that, Bei Ri looked thoughtful at the bridge, as if he had seen the infinite sign on the road.

"Come with me!"

Not long after, Beiri quickly walked to the infinitely small booth under the bridge and stopped to watch.

"Damn it! This is a company that hits the car, it's not infinity at all. The two symbols are so similar!"

"Hey, you guys are here too!"

"Oh, it's you." Seeing Beiri under the bridge, Huirui represented James Louise Lake Sine, with a deep face and made a show of his character.

Although Huirui's technological strength is not as good as Mitsubishi, Huiruisheng is better. The equipment affiliated to Eagle Sauce and Mitsubishi have been removed by Huirui.

Now, Huirui Technology's high-end manufacturing capabilities are better than Mitsubishi, and Mitsubishi can't compare them with them in equipment!

Seeing this person, Beiji under the bridge hurriedly bowed, "Dear James * Louis * Loch Sine* Class of Death, I am very happy to see you here."

James *Louis *Siney Lake* nodded deeply, "So too, look at this company selling potato chips, the representatives they sent to the exhibition can't speak English."

"Hahaha, it's really funny." Kitari, the bridge, echoed.

At this time, just now, a few passers-by in Xiangjiang came back. They watched the foreigners chatting here, and did not experience it, so they bypassed a few people and came to the booth to prepare for the experience.

"Can we experience it?"

"Yes!" said Miss Etiquette quickly.

Upon hearing this, several passers-by each picked up a sound from the booth and started to try it out.

Some people play games, some people try to record, and some people play songs directly.

"What sound?" The representatives were immediately attracted by the song and their eyes were focused on several passers-by in Xiangjiang.

Finally, the numbers focused on the hands of passers-by were heard as they were.

When I saw this little thing playing music, under the bridge, James *Louis *Sinele* will die, and even other representatives' eyes were directly exploded.

What's this fucking thing?

Why does it still have a sound?

I don't even need electricity!

Beiri hurriedly accused him of guilt at the bridge, quickly walked to the booth, and picked up the last number as he heard.

Soon, Kiri at the bridge took a breath of air conditioning and exclaimed: "What a small screen!"

"Why are there no Fusang text??" Then, Beiri was beaten up at the bridge!

He knows English and French, but he just doesn’t understand Chinese!

At this time, James *Louis *Siney Loch * must die and rushed over. He grabbed the sound of Beiri's hand under the bridge, and then took a breath of air conditioning.

"My God! God! Is this the product of God?"

James *Louis *Sinele Lake *Classic* looked at the numbers carefully and heard incredible surprise!

Other representatives were also shocked when they saw this situation!

Never heard of anything like this!

"Hello, I want to ask, how do you make your products?"

"Hello, are there any remaining display machines?"
Chapter completed!