Chapter 1790 Strange People and Strange Behavior
Faced with Fernandez's apology, Feng Jun continued to reply in Chinese, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about your offense and I saved you, but I think it is necessary to continue to communicate with you in Chinese."
He felt the need to emphasize that I saved you, because through dealing with Sophia, he has understood something. When communicating with Westerners, you must not be humble: I am kind to you, you have to understand!
In fact, he was wrong to think so. Assistance like this is of course considered a favor, but the problem is: modern Western society attaches great importance to public welfare activities, and the Madonna female watch is very popular, and even goes overboard to a considerable extent.
For example, if someone falls into the water and you jump into the water to rescue him, this is a public welfare act. Those who refuse to save him may be cast aside. The key is that you should rescue the person and you should not flaunt yourself.
On the contrary, if you defeat a competitor in a shopping mall, and the opponent is about to go bankrupt, and then you stop, then you can loudly announce: I am really too soft-hearted, let go Got past him.
In fact, there are many reasons for letting the opponent go, such as difficulty in capital turnover, or fear of losing both sides, but in any case, based on commercial behavior, letting the opponent go means letting it go, and it can be publicized with great fanfare.
But if you want to publicize actions based on public welfare, then you are wrong and hypocritical.
The logic here needs to be explained in detail. There are many ways to do it. In order to prevent others from talking about water injection, I will not go into details.
Therefore, if Feng Jun emphasizes so much, the other party will think that he is a bit unreasonable. However, this is originally due to cultural differences, but it is considered by the other party to be a surly temperament.
Fernandez decided not to argue with this weirdo, "Well, thank you for saving us. Can we take a rest at your place to escape this damn sandstorm? Of course... we can pay."
Feng Jun laughed after listening to the translation, "This translation software is really a bit rubbish... Well, you can hide here for a while and you don't have to pay the fee. If I only cared about money, I wouldn't have saved you just now. "
"We want to buy water," Selina said carefully, "but we don't have much cash with us... Can we pay by credit card?"
"I'm not short of enough water," Feng Jun shook his head and answered casually, "But when the storm stops, I hope you can leave as soon as possible and don't tell anyone about what happened to me."
"Of course there is no problem with that," Fernandez replied without hesitation. He was already mentally prepared that "this person is difficult to talk to." He heard that it was just such a small request, did he still need to hesitate?
When Feng Jun heard this, he didn't speak anymore, but lowered his head and scrolled through his phone.
Seeing him playing with his mobile phone, the few people exchanged glances with each other, with relaxed expressions in their eyes: Fortunately, this is a person from the Internet age, not the kind of mysterious and legendary figure.
The other man was still unconscious, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He looked seriously injured.
But it's no wonder. He sits in the passenger seat, which is said to be "the most dangerous position in the car."
Laura lay on the ground for less than five minutes before groaning, "The ground is too cold, Selena, I want a blanket, thank you."
The Sahara Desert is definitely the area with the largest diurnal temperature difference in the world. It’s too hot to go shirtless at noon, and you’ll be shivering with cold even wearing two military coats at night.
It's now past eight o'clock in the morning, and the temperature should have started to rise, but... isn't this a sandstorm?
The heat in the Sahara Desert during the day is directly related to the sun. The cold at night is because the sun cannot shine and the thermal insulation coefficient of the sand and gravel is too low. The heat at noon is also due to the direct sunlight.
Normally the temperature would be rising by now because the sun has risen, but today... the sun is covered by dust!
The temperature was really low, and Laura was injured in the spine and lay on the ground unable to get up.
And how many degrees is it on the ground? It’s seven or eight degrees below zero!
The Sahara Desert is in the northern hemisphere, and its latitude is relatively south. If it is placed at the same location in China, even if it encounters a cold wave, the lowest temperature will be 78 degrees - above zero!
So today's temperature sounds low, but it's not too low, it's just normal.
When it comes to body surface temperature, humidity is definitely inseparable, because there is no water in the Sahara and the humidity is low, so the body temperature is higher.
It is precisely because of this that many of the times it is cold here - the weather forecast actually says you should be cold.
In fact, under dry conditions, seven or eight degrees below zero is not too cold. However, after Laura lay there for a while, she felt that she could no longer bear it, so she needed a blanket to cushion her.
In fact, it wasn't just her who couldn't bear it, the others also couldn't bear it after they got out of the car. Finally, there was no wind in the defensive formation, so everyone wouldn't be taken away a lot of heat quickly.
Laura spread out a blanket and covered herself with another to behave better—the sand in the Sahara was clean anyway.
But at that moment, Fernandez said, "Laura, I think Paul needs these two blankets more."
"You can buy it from the Chinese," Selena said, as Laura's best friend, she did not flinch at this moment, "And I know that your family is not short of money, why bother to compete with Laura for such cheap items?"
"Selena, you really disappoint me when you say that," Fernandez said with a frown. "In fact, this is not a question of money, is it? The key point is that we are in the desert... we are in the desert! We have money. You can’t buy much.”
"You didn't try, did you?" Selina shouted, "I think you should first ask that mysterious gentleman from the East how to treat Paul... He hasn't woken up yet, and the corners of his mouth are bleeding. There must be something wrong!”
"Is the quarrel between you two over?" Feng Jun couldn't bear it. "That guy didn't have any problem at all. He just had a dislocated hip bone, cracked skull and ribs, and a slight concussion."
He still said these words in Chinese, and at the same time called up the translation software on his mobile phone.
"Dislocated hip bone?" Fernandez couldn't help but frown when he heard this. This condition is a bit tricky - not serious, but troublesome. Where can I find a bone-setting doctor in this damn place?
Selena's eyes lit up when she heard this, "Sir, could you please take a look and see where my friend Laura is injured?"
"Muscle and tendon sprains," Feng Jun replied casually, "and some soft tissue contusions, which are not big problems... In fact, I think her kidney stone problem is more serious."
"What?" Laura couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "Kidney stone...are you talking about me?"
Before Feng Jun could answer, Fernandez spoke up, "Are there any kidney stones? Can't we just go back and check? This gentleman... hasn't asked for your name yet?"
"Just call me Mr. F," Feng Jun replied lazily, "Laura, you need to drink more water."
Laura thanked him for his advice, and Fernandez spoke up again, "Mr. F, since you can see that my friend is dislocated, can you help him reset it?"
"Your friend..." Feng Jungang wanted to refuse, but then changed his words, "Which country is he from?"
Fernandez answered without hesitation, "My friend's name is Paul, and he is from Thailand."
Feng Jun shook his head and replied simply, "Sorry, I don't treat Mai people!"
Fernandez was stunned for a moment. Shouldn't the people of Macao be the ones everyone strives to please? Why don't you just... not treat it?
Selena couldn't help it anymore and shouted loudly, "You are racist!"
I really can't bear it. Her nationality is also Mai, even though she is an immigrant from Bilu.
"I think I'm just discriminating based on nationality," Feng Jun replied casually, "but if you think I'm racist, then just be racist... I don't mind."
Selena was stunned when she heard such a frank answer. She paused for two or three seconds before speaking seriously, "Mr. F, racial discrimination is wrong. It is not in line with human moral cognition. You have to know... …”
"Stop," Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke calmly, "I don't care what views you have, but those are your views... Don't use your moral standards to demand me, you don't have the ability to demand me. "
Selena is not actually a virgin. She just subconsciously accepted "Zhengzhi is right" before she said those words. After hearing his answer, she thought about it and nodded.
"Well, I really shouldn't force you to do it, but I'm sorry, I'm from Mai, so I still want to ask, why do you hate Mai so much?"
"There must be a reason, but I'm not interested in explaining it," Feng Jun glanced at her and shook his head slightly, "In fact, you should understand that I am being friendly by letting you shelter from the storm here. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net "
"That's it," Laura spoke hurriedly. She didn't want Feng Jun to drive her friends out of this place. You know, the storm outside was still going on. "Delina, Mr. F saved us, you better Have enough respect for him.”
"I don't mean any disrespect," Selena replied weakly. It was obvious that she was a little frustrated. "I just feel that the Maidan nationality should be something to be proud of, but now it is being targeted."
Feng Jun was too lazy to pay attention to them. He walked to his off-road vehicle and started driving. Although there was a defensive formation here, the temperature was indeed a bit low now. He planned to sleep in the car for a while.
Fernandez was also fiddling with their off-road vehicle, but after trying it several times, it couldn't start. He took out his phone and tried to make a call, but finally put it down in despair, "Shit, there's no signal!"
After hesitating for a while, he walked towards Feng Jun and said, "Mr. F, can we sit in your car? The weather is really too cold."
"Of course," Feng Jun replied simply, but then he added, "If you are not from Mai."