Seeing this scene, Smith was completely flustered. Although he was the boss of the enterprise, there were no bodyguards or security guards around him, just the employees he took.

If there's a fight, you can't beat the tourists.

Smith's face was a little ugly, he said stiffly.

"OK, I'll eat it. I can't eat it!"

Take up a piece of flower cake, Smith hard into the mouth, bit a few, bolt down.

Even if the flower cake tastes good, he doesn't want to taste it carefully, because he knows what the raw materials are.

After eating, they let him go and scattered.

Smith looked at Qin Jun, gnashing his teeth. His anger did not come to him. If he didn't get revenge, he would suffer to death.

Smith took out his mobile phone, quietly sent out a wechat, and then said to everyone.

"We will solve this quality problem. Please rest assured. As for the flower cake, don't buy it first."

At least Smith wants to make ends meet, or he will lose face.

After all, it's the president of Smith group. If it doesn't involve their own health, they won't haggle.

Before entering the ancient city, Smith wanted to say something else, but later he stopped.

Originally, I entered the ancient city to remind the tourists not to take photos with the old people in the village.

There are some ethnic minorities living in the ancient city, and these ethnic minorities have their own living habits.

The folk customs here are not yet civilized. In their opinion, if they take photos, they will be absorbed.

Of course, it's a superstition, but the old people here believe in it, so anyone who takes a picture of them will definitely get into some trouble.

Especially the old people in black in the village, who are half buried in the earth, still have to give way.

But Smith didn't remind the others that it was their first time and they didn't know much about the customs here.

After entering the ancient city, the scenery is very good. Although they are all built after construction, they still restore part of the old city's appearance.

If you like taking pictures, no problem.

Hu Jiaxin also likes it here. "Lao Qin, take a picture for me!"

With that, she stood under an old house and posed.

Qin Jun is quite familiar with this custom, many people are taboo these things, and those old people around are obviously hiding from tourists, obviously.

Qin Jun took out his mobile phone, avoided those people and took a picture for Hu Jiaxin alone.

With a click, when the shutter of the mobile phone rang, suddenly an old lady in black came running to Hu Jiaxin. Then she directly knocked Qin Jun down and said, pulling his pants.

"I'm going to die! You are going to kill me

All of a sudden, people were stunned. They didn't know where she came from. This old lady suddenly came out. Her face also changed and she stepped forward quickly.

"Hello! What are you doing, grandma

Grandma's Putonghua is not very standard, she can't say anything, just repeat a sentence.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

There was a sneer on Smith's face, and then he stood up, frowning and blaming.

"It's careless of you to do so."

"I forgot to introduce it just now. The villagers here can't be photographed. Once they are photographed, they will take in their souls. You are finished."