Say a few words at the beginning: 1. Now the cartridge case is Kavinka’s ecstasy! 2. I give out points basically every day, but only 500 points a month. After sending it out, please understand; 3. This article is a long story, so the pace is a bit slow, please forgive me again; 4. Repeat question one, **** Why do you want Cavan? It hurts! ****

  There was no need for two female guides to answer, Qin Shiou understood what was going on all at once.

  It's all caused by the ten million tax bill!

  Undoubtedly, Qin Shiou happened to meet a tourist inspection group when he was going to pay taxes. Those people who learned that he was wealthy and single, must have thought about it.

No wonder the tour group registration is so hot this time. It is estimated that the competition is the leaders of the inspection group. They send their daughters, daughters of relatives or daughters of friends, as long as they are single and excellent, then they will be sent to travel together. Up.

  As for the purpose, it must be said that I want my girl to catch Qin Shiou’s golden turtle son-in-law.

  Qin Shiou sighed helplessly. He leaned back weakly on the taxi seat and mumbled: "Grandma's, the crowd is disturbed, this team is not easy to take."

  The two beautiful female guides glanced at each other, and then encouraged each other with their gazes. The Guazilian girl blushed and said in a low voice, "Brother Qin, can we exchange contact information?"

  Qin Shiou smiled bitterly, and he explained: "I think you have all been misled. Actually, I don’t have money. Really, I do have a fishing ground, but my fishing ground is the legacy left to me by my second grandfather..."

  "Do you have a fishing ground? Excuse me, are you the Chinese Poseidon?" The driver who had been driving silently suddenly turned his head and asked.

  China Poseidon is a nickname given to Qin Shiou by St. John’s Media. At the end of July, he acquired two fisheries at a time and invested tens of millions of dollars to purchase fish fry and seaweed fishery. At that time, he made a good show of the limelight.

  Qin Shiou decisively shut up: "No, I am not!"

"You must be, God, ha. There is a young billionaire in my car? Good job, man. Your investment in the fishery is absolutely correct. I bet you. You will become the superstar of the Newfoundland fishery. "The driver started chattering endlessly.

   is normal, driving is a very boring thing, so every driver is eloquent.

  Qin Shiou lowered his head silently. He knew that the two girls would not believe it anymore. The driver exposed everything. Look at the peach-faced look of the two female guides.

  What Qin Shiou regrets most is that in order to express the importance of these tourists, he discussed with Hamley. The town hired his trawl yacht to take the girls back and forth between Farewell Island and St. John's.

  Originally, Qin Shiou wanted to make a small profit. The hire fee for the yacht was not low. He paid according to the number of trips, and he would cost him 1,500 yuan for a round trip to the town. As a result, this yacht has now become his best tool for showing off his wealth.

  Fortunately, he has not bought a plane yet. Otherwise, it's really dead.

Sure enough, after learning that the yacht was Qin Shiou’s private property, the girls became more enthusiastic about him. The yacht was less than one kilometer away and Qin Shiou’s phone number, MSN, QQ, ** and Twitter were asked for more than 20 times. ...

  Qin Shiou hid in the cockpit. It was useless. On the contrary, the girl who followed was even more amazed: "Qin Shuai, you can still drive a yacht. You are so awesome. The Lun family admires you. Can you teach me to sail?"

  Nielsen volunteered for the purpose of not bothering the boss in everything. He stepped forward and said: "If you want to learn how to drive a yacht, you can come to me, girls, I am... hey, don't go. Don't you want to learn how to drive a yacht?"

   "Hey, don't go. I'm still a retired sniper of the Canadian Special Forces. I can tell you some interesting stories in the army..."

  The girls waved Say-Goodbye to him coolly, leaving him only a slim figure.

  When they arrived on the farewell island, the girls finally let Qin Shiou a horse, and they were quickly attracted by the elegant environment and ancient charm of the town.

  Walking on the small town road paved with bluestone, breathing the slightly fishy sea breeze, looking at the colorful wooden houses on both sides, these girls living in the metropolis are completely intoxicated.

  Farewell to the town Although there are no particularly shocking landmarks, it is a small fishing port with a long history. Over the past two hundred years, various styles of buildings have been added to the town.

"The exact year the farewell town appeared is actually untestable. Two hundred years ago, when the first group of English fishermen came here, they started to build the first house. Later, the French came and the Dutch came here. People come, Mexicans come, Russians come, so there are these various styles of houses."

Qin Shiou led the girls as they walked and explained: "That small building is our town government, where the mayor of Hamley usually works. You should be familiar with its style, yes, Gothic architecture, there are The towers and classical columns are very beautiful."

  Hamley took off his top hat and bent over to salute. The girls applauded politely, but the attention was obviously not on him. He was either looking at the scenery or Qin Shiou.

  The tour has not officially started. Qin Shiou took the girls into the town from the pier and arranged accommodation for them first, but he passed some buildings with more stories on the road, and he explained it.

  As for the true and false of these stories, ha ha, I don’t know if the girls believe it or not, but Qin Shiou doesn’t believe it anyway:

Hughes said that his convenience store used to be the residence of the pirate king Kidd. The owner of the Monche Pizza shop, Old Monche, said that Queen Elizabeth of England had eaten in his store when she visited St. Johns. The most outrageous thing was the little one. Hughes, he said that his grocery store is a stable of Indian Sioux people with a history of two hundred years...

  But the hotel I chose was a good one, the small Victorian hotel where Qin Shiou lived when he first came to bid farewell to the town.

  The hotel has only 14 rooms, which is really not too big, but the style is very good, the exterior decoration is bright and bright. Behind the small building is a yard, with a garden and a small orchard. The rooms are very hygienic. You can see the ocean from any room, and the sea breeze comes in when you open the window.

  In addition, the interior decoration of the hotel is also ancient style. The double entrance stairs, spiral staircase and wooden floor are full of artistic atmosphere, and the classic taste is very pure. Especially the beds in each room are Gothic beds with wooden pillars decorated with arched carvings.

When the chubby boss introduced these beds, he looked proud: "This is what my ancestors brought from London. Look at the workmanship and the patina on the wood. They have a history! Ladies, lie on it. You are talking to history!"

   "Happiness!" The girls took out their mobile phones and started taking selfies. The uncle boss wanted to avoid it, but a girl with an oval face took two of them.

The boss escaped from the room under the cold eyes of the boss’s wife. When he saw Qin Shiou, he was immediately full of joy, and quietly asked, “Man, is this room really set at 150 yuan a night? A sudden increase of 100 yuan, not quite. All right?"

Qin Shiou patted him on the shoulder and said: "So you have to spend more time on breakfast and supper, man, we are not going to make money, we are going to make money! Do you know what I mean? Collect money at a high price and provide high quality The service! Only in this way can we bid farewell to the reputation of the town."

  The boss nodded deeply, and Qin Shiou thought for a while and asked, “Is your bed really bought from London?”

  The boss looked at no one around, and smiled: “Of course, it was indeed bought from London—the second-hand market in St. John’s London Street.”

  "Nima profiteer!" Qin Shiou cursed. (To be continued~^~)