Chapter 176 172. The Relocated Maori Clan (4/10)

Chapter 176 172. The Relocated Maori Clan (410)

Wang Bo took down the soup pot, and the fragrant and hot thick soup was officially released. He first scooped up a bowl for everyone in the room to taste: "I haven't made it for a long time, and the craftsmanship is a little rusty. If the taste is not good, please return it." Forgive me."

Charlie said sourly: "What do you do when you know you can't do well?"

Lao Wang gave him a big warm eyes, and he said: "Listen, Lao Cha, I'm speaking to Miss Mo, let her hold back. As for your feelings? I'm sorry, I don't care, I didn't do well Just stop drinking."

Mo Yuning took the small bowl with a sweet smile, she blinked her big eyes and said, "Don't call me Miss Mo, just call me Ah Ning, that's what my grandma and grandpa used to call me."

Wang Bo smiled and nodded, saying yes, but that's all.

The domineering president brought his son down the stairs, sniffing the smell of beef soup, he asked expectantly: "Hi, Wang, my dear fellow, what delicacies have you prepared?"

Wang Bo said: "It's broth, you and the minibus come over and drink some."

"I can't ask for more."

Battier didn't really want to drink soup that much, he just wanted to arouse his son's interest and let him drink some broth along with him.

Battier Jr. is really interested in the broth, but he wants to feed it to Liger King.

Mo Yuning obviously knew Battier, or she had seen Battier, and when she saw the domineering president, her pretty face showed surprise, and she subconsciously asked, "Mr. Battier Goode?"

The domineering president nodded and smiled at her, and then continued to communicate with Lao Wang: "It looks like dinner is very rich today, what's going on? Is there any event?"

Lao Wang explained the donation activity held in the town today. After hearing this, the domineering president took out a check and drew a few numbers on it and handed it to him: "My son and I are also town residents, you forgot Find us."

There are a total of five zeros on the check, which is 100,000 New Zealand dollars. Although this amount of money is not a lot, it is a well-deserved huge sum of money for other people in the town who donated at most one hundred and two hundred dollars.

Lao Wang put away the check, sighed and said, "Don't people like to be friends with local tyrants now, Lao Ba, if you lack friends, remember to give priority to me."

In the evening, the gray sky began to turn overcast, but fortunately it did not rain, which has fallen several times in this area since the earthquake.

Wang Bo and his party went to the convenience store with broth, fried rice, fried chicken and fried fish. There were colorful lights shining in the open space at the door, and deafening music was blaring. knew.

Residents of the small town have long received the notice to have fun at night, and the meeting is almost full. A group of men gathered together drinking beer and grilling meat, while the women were dancing to the music.

Wang Bo and Shane Battier opened the soup pot, and each drank a bowl of broth to warm up their bodies. Although the weather was not very cold, it was winter night after all, and they needed to prepare for the cold.

The strong man was staring at the broth with salivation. Lao Wang found a plastic bowl and filled a large bowl in front of him. Several hairball-like princes rushed up after each other. Little heads Get together and form a circle, chattering and drinking happily.

This scene made the army commander very happy. It stretched its wings as if stretching its waist, and said gloatingly to the strong man, "Ah, ah, you eat farts!"

The young man raised his big slap and was about to slap a few little princes. The queen drifted over like a ghost, and stared at the young man with firm eyes.

Rottweilers are medium-to-large dogs. They are usually majestic and strong, but compared with the Mastiff, this kind of dog can only be called cute.

The strong man is only a half-grown dog, and his body is already more than two laps larger than the queen. If he really started fighting, he might be able to lock the queen in one round. However, it didn't act so domineering, perhaps because it has a soul heart, it is still relatively friendly to the queen.

However, this is just an appearance, Wang Bo thinks that the young man is trying to be good, and his real purpose is to want to be the queen!

The purpose of Lao Wang organizing this party is to let everyone get to know each other and get familiar with each other, so he didn't prepare any nonsense, anyway, everyone just gather together and chat casually.

He was chatting with Benjamin Johnson, the father of the British soldier. Haney came over with a white youth and shouted: "King! I have something to talk to you! Come with me!"

Wang Bo also shouted: "Don't step on the horse so loudly, I am not deaf!"

"What?! Are you a pussy?! Can you speak up?! The music is too loud, I can't hear it!"

"Fack-squid!"

The white man Haney brought was named Saunders, and he planned to open an ethnic-themed hotel in the small town, specially entertaining those literary and artistic youths passing through Route 8.

Since he wants to open an ethnic-themed hotel, Sanders naturally knows about the world's famous ethnic groups, and the one he knows best is the Maori, because his girlfriend is a Maori woman.

The reason why Hani brought him to Wang Bo was because he brought a message: "The mayor, my girlfriend is from the homeless town, you know it has become ruins, and many Maori are going to go to other Maori towns , and my girlfriend's family also think so, but they don't necessarily have to go to Maori areas."

After hearing this, Wang Bo understood what Sanders meant and why Hani came to him.

Hani knew the difficulties encountered in the development of the town, and the biggest one was the small population. He obviously hoped that Wang Bo would find a way to attract this group of Maori to the town.

Lao Wang has his own considerations. The Maori left a bad impression on him: the usury company who just came to New Zealand to blackmail him was a Maori, and not long ago, the one who stole cattle and sheep was also a Maori, and the Maori were lazy. Get such a group of people to come to your own town.

Harney understood his worries, and he took Wang Bo into the convenience store with the excuse of taking beer, and after closing the door, he said, "I suggest you get a group of Maori, which will be of great benefit to the development of the town."

Old Wang didn't believe it: "Benefits? Sorry, I didn't see it."

Haney explained: "Believe me, the mayor, our town needs a certain number of Maori. First, the Maori have a strong sense of territory. If they can regard the town as their home, they will help manage the security of the town."

"Second, the Maori are New Zealand's hob meat. The government and financial groups are unwilling to deal with them, so that when our town has any dirty work in the future, we can hand them over to them. For example, to protest some government policies, I believe I, there is no one more suitable than Maori."

"Third, Maori like to spend money, like to have fun and enjoy themselves. They like to hold various parties. If there are such a group of people in the town, we can retain many tourists to stay here for a longer time and make our town more prosperous!"