"Wait a minute!" A sentence came out of the other end of the phone, and then there was no sound.

Knowing that the person there was probably going to turn on the computer, Wang Weiwen did not urge him, but raised his hand and made a countdown of dozens of numbers to Feng Honglin. Sure enough, at the end, when Wang Weiwen pulled the last finger back into his palm, James' excited voice rang out again on the other end of the phone.

"King, King, my dear, are you still here? Are you still here?"

"It's here~" Wang Weiwen responded, and then couldn't help but mutter again, "I'm still alive, how could I not be here!"

"Wang, what are you talking about?" Because the sentence that Wang Weiwen muttered in low voice was in Chinese, James didn't understand.

"Nothing, I mean you've seen the photos I took for you, right?"

"Of course, of course~" James immediately became excited when he said this, "My dear friend, tell me where this baby is?! God testifies, it is so beautiful, it is simply, ah~" It seems that there is no appropriate adjective, James rattled a few times before continuing, "It is simply a perfect combination of Eastern and Western art~, it..."

A crackling praise was made, and the speed of speech was fast, and a perfect recreation of the "Oh, the cake seller~" that Wang Weiwen had expected, "This is really incredible~", "This is simply amazing~".

Wang Weiwen, who was on the phone, held a proud face and covered the position of the microphone. While listening to the "skewering Divine Song", the volume was extremely small, but the "activity" range of lips was extremely exaggerated to interpret Feng Honglin. It was better to have fun alone than to have fun. He didn't have a translation, how could Honglin have fun with him?! Look, look, he should know James, look at this guy, look, how can this demon king of hypotension still remembers the fact that he was angry with Qingmeng? Look at this excited little look and his spirit, I don't know how he thought this night cat was having fun~

"Okay OK, James calm down, my dear friend, please calm down first." After letting James vent his anger and enjoying the good show, Wang Weiwen made a pretentious gesture to calm down James.

"Calm down?! How can I calm down?! Wang, my dear friend, tell me first, what about the thing? Did you see this thing with your own eyes?" James asked.

"I took this photo. Did you think I saw it with my own eyes?" Wang Weiwen asked back.

"You took the photo? I have to say that my dear friend, your photography skills are really poor! And the lights are not well-made, so they are not worthy of such exquisite embroidery..." James then made a series of disgusting words.

"James, if you continue, believe it or not, I will just give him the embroidery with someone now?!" Wang Weiwen threatened in a gloomy tone.

"Now? Let's talk to people now?" James' eyes lit up, and his voice turned into a sense of extreme flattery. "Wang, what do you mean is that you are next to the master of the exquisite embroidery, and there is the embroidery, which is now in front of you?! Is that true? I understand it correctly?!"

In an instant, Wang Weiwen was speechless. Look at the person who was focusing on this. His words just now were mainly threatening people, but this person is better. The focus is simply on the embroidery. This person directly filters the threat words as if they didn't hear them, right?!

"Hurry up! Wang, send me a position!" James' urging sounded, with some whispering sounds made by the clothes rubbing. Okay, I guess this person was urging Wang Weiwen to post a position while changing clothes. Is it almost impossible to say whether he is so exaggerated? This guy!

"Well, James said he wanted to come over and asked me to send him a position." Wang Weiwen looked at Feng Honglin with a little embarrassedly. He could be said to be a guest at someone else's house. He could not even call him a stranger and then call him to the house.

So late, that person is still here?! Feng Honglin thinks that he must have met a fake Romantic City person. Otherwise, why is Mr. James' performance so far from that of the Romantic City person I remember?! Isn't the Romantic City person famous for his scatteredness? Why is this diligence almost as good as that of our Chinese?

But forget it, after all, he is his financial backer. In order to help him sell those jewelry at a high price, and to promote the "Fengluan" civilization, this person has made great contributions. Since everyone has spoken out now, then come here. Wang Weiwen is there on the side of him, and it is nothing more than a foreigner.

With Feng Honglin's consent, Wang Weiwen quickly sent his mobile phone positioning to James. On the other hand, James no longer paid attention to him after obtaining this mobile phone positioning. It is estimated that this person has turned on the navigation and rushed towards them.

"That, Ah Hong..." Wang Weiwen felt that it was necessary to give this person a vaccination in advance while James was rushing towards them.

"What are you doing?" Feng Honglin yawned and rubbed his eyes. Unlike Wang Weiwen, who was so excited by the beautiful embroidery that he was as energetic as if he was injected with chicken blood, he was full of energy and had no trace of sleepiness at all. To be honest, he was really a little sleepy at this time.

"Then you should be mentally prepared tonight all night..." Wang Weiwen was a little embarrassed.

"What?! All night?! I said Brother Wang, you are right, we have to catch a plane tomorrow..."

"That's right, based on my understanding of James, if he came and saw so many exquisite embroidery, he probably wouldn't be able to move his feet and wouldn't be willing to leave anymore. At least before he had to set off, this person would definitely not be worthy of moving." Wang Weiwen still knows James's character very well.

"Then do you think if I regret it now, is it still too late to not let James come?" After a while of silence, Feng Honglin said this.

"Dear, you have said this a long time ago. I have already sent you the positioning here to others." Wang Weiwen looked helpless.

"……………” Feng Honglin didn't know what he should say, "Well, do you think if I put all the embroidery for him now, wouldn't it be too late?"
Chapter completed!