Chapter 616 Are you finally willing to come?

   After nearly twenty hours of flying, the plane finally landed at Los Angeles International Airport.

  After the initial excitement, the international students were bored for a long time. Now that they finally arrived at their destination, they were all excited again.

  Everyone got off the plane, took their luggage, and went through the relevant procedures. Their feet finally set foot on this land that they were longing for.

   "Let's adjust the time first, it is now 8:20 am local time."

  Secretary Wei is quite conscientious, and if he brings these international students to the consulate, he has successfully completed the task.

   Then everyone queued up to wait for the airport bus, while curiously looking at the cars passing by like weaving.

   "There are so many cars here, as expected of a country sitting on car wheels." Old Xiao couldn't help admiring.

  Secretary Wei smiled and said: "In your spare time, you can take the driver's license test, and then buy a car yourself. It is also convenient to use. The second-hand cars here are very cheap."

  When the international students heard this, their faces became more excited: Who doesn’t want to own a car of their own?

   You know, if you are in China, it is difficult to buy a car.

   "Wow, look at that car, it has caught up with a carriage of the train!" An international student pointed to the approaching stretched Lincoln and shouted excitedly.

   In China, this kind of car is really not seen at present.

  Everyone was talking about it, when a disdainful voice floated over: "A bunch of poor ghosts, haven't you seen it before, let's see what's new, do you want to sit down?"

   It was the ruthless Wang Fujun who spoke, holding the arm of the old foreign lady, walking towards this side with his proud head held high.

  The extended Lincoln stopped in front of them. Wang Fujun opened the car door graciously, and then glanced back at the international students:

   "It's a pity that you are not qualified to sit, you can only watch me sit, are you jealous, envious? Hahaha!"

  Laughing wantonly, like an awl piercing the hearts of these international students, their faces were full of unwillingness and anger.

  Wang Fujun had a look of enjoyment on his face: "Listen, you poor ghosts, this is a paradise for the rich, and poor ghosts are not welcome."

  The international students couldn’t help clenching their fists, but someone ran up and nodded to Wang Fujun attentively:

   "Brother Wang, my name is Wang Mengfei, please take care of me in the future."

   That person was Wang Mengfei. As he spoke, he obsequiously helped Wan Fujun hold the car door, so that Wang Fujun could help the old lady into the car.

  Wang Fujun was obviously also very useful. He reached out and patted Wang Mengfei on the shoulder: "You are not bad, at least you have some good eyesight."

   After speaking, he took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a ten-dollar bill, and threw it to Wang Mengfei: "This is your tip."

   I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. In short, the banknote fluttered and fell to Wang Mengfei's feet.

  Wang Mengfei bent down to pick it up without hesitation, his face beaming with joy: "Thank you, Brother Wang."

  Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, a little stunned, this is no longer a question of contempt or not, everyone is completely confused.

  Wang Mengfei disagrees: "From the time we set foot on this land, we should understand that this is a capitalist society where money is paramount. The original domestic method will not work."

  This guy is quite adaptable, but he just plunged into an extreme.

  The international students were given such a vivid lesson as soon as they landed, and they couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

  Old Xiao muttered in his mouth: "Damn it, why hasn't the bus here come yet?"

   It is estimated that he really does not want to witness this kind of life.

   "Poor ghosts, bye, when you are serving dishes in restaurants, maybe I will be your most honored guest, hahaha."

  Wang Fujun is completely happy this time: what qualifications do a bunch of poor ghosts have to despise a rich gentleman.

   "Mai Rui, let's go home." Wang Fujun helped the old lady into the car in a good mood.

   This is his wife, to be precise, his old lady, and he is looking forward to her kicking her legs soon.

   "Oh, Ms. Murray, it's really you. I heard you traveled to the East. Did you have a good time?"

   A greeting came suddenly, and the old lady Yang put one foot on the car back to the ground, turned her head to look at the middle-aged man who greeted her, and immediately showed a wrinkled smile on her face:

   "Jackson, long time no see. I heard that your record company is booming now. If you release old hits, don't forget to invite me."

  The middle-aged man was well-dressed and looked like a successful person. He stepped forward and hugged the old lady:

   "It must be, my father is your loyal fan, and now he still listens to your records every day."

  The two chatted happily. After chatting for a few words, Mrs. Mai Rui waved to Wang Fujun:

   "Jackson, let me introduce you, this is the partner I brought back from the East, Wang."

  The middle-aged man was also obviously stunned for a moment, then shook hands with Wang Fujun, shook hands a few times, didn't know what to say, and finally choked out a sentence:

   "My best wishes to you."

  Wang Fujun's face is obviously thick enough: "Thank you, Mr. Jackson, are you also here to pick up the plane?"

   "Wang, we are here to welcome Mr. Mountain, a well-known Chinese musician."

  Jackson nodded, looked around for a while, saw a few people getting off from another commercial vehicle, and then waved over there.

  There were a few Chinese in that group, so when I saw the team of foreign students, I couldn't help but take a second look. As a result, a loud voice immediately rang out:

   "Boss, here, here!"

   Liu Qingshan saw the tape queen with a big afro head, so he had no choice but to come out, and was warmly embraced by Sister Zhang.

  Liu Qingshan shrugged helplessly: "I seem to feel the desert of enthusiasm."

   Passionate Desert, this was a very popular song back then, and it seems to be a cover.

   "Boss, you're finally here." Old Cui also came up to shake hands with Liu Qingshan. Seeing each other in a foreign land naturally felt very close.

  Liu Qingshan waved to Huang Yueming again: "Cousin, is everything going well?"

  Huang Yueming also nodded to him with a smile, and then introduced: "Mr. Jackson, this is our boss, Mr. Mountain."

  The middle-aged man's light blue eyes immediately sparkled:

   "Oh, Mr. Mountain, I didn't expect you to show such an outstanding musical talent at such a young age. Now I finally believe that there are indeed geniuses in this world."

   This guy is very good at talking, and he will give you a top hat when he comes up.

  Liu Qingshan would not take it seriously, and shook hands with the other party: "Sir, you are too good."

   Jackson certainly has reason to compliment Liu Qingshan, their record company wants to fight for the agency rights of Mr. Mountain's songs in North America.

  So he smiled again: "Mr. Mountain, I didn't recognize you in the crowd just now. You are too low-key."

   "This is a free country, where everyone can show their talents and values. Although I respect the modesty and restraint of the oriental people, in this land, you might as well act with a high profile."

   "Thank you, Mr. Jackson, for your guidance."

  Liu Qingshan actually already has mental preparations in this regard. There are two completely different styles here and in China, so he is also pondering whether to make some adjustments.

  They exchanged pleasantries here, and all the foreign students were taken aback for a moment.

   Along the way, Liu Qingshan didn't show his mountains or dew his water. It was very normal. He didn't expect that he had already gained a high reputation here. Didn't I see that those foreigners were all respectful?

  Although they are not so proficient in English, they also understand the name Mountain, and then contacted the popular song "Cup of Life" last year, and finally realized it.

   "This little brother is hiding it deep enough." Xiao Zihou muttered, looking at Liu Qingshan, also full of envy.

   And the negative influence in my heart caused by Wang Fujun just now has completely disappeared.

  Old Xiao deliberately moved to Wang Fujun's side: "Look, this is to rely on one's own ability to eat, not to eat soft rice!"

  Wang Fujun was obviously **** off, the sense of superiority just now was instantly defeated.

  The most hateful thing is that the guy named Mountain didn't even make a direct shot, and Wang Fujun felt that he had lost without directly confronting him.

   But of course he couldn't admit defeat, Wang Fujun snorted coldly: "It's just a singer, what's there to be proud of, does he have money, does he have a luxury car and villa?"

   "If I have the ability, I will have everything!" Lao Xiao also confronted him. He didn't deliberately target this Wang Fujun, but targeted people like them.

   At this moment, a convoy of cars drove over slowly. There were a total of more than a dozen cars, all of which looked high-end and magnificent. The shiny paint in the sun was a bit dazzling.

  From a red Ferrari sports car, a blond man came down, with a handsome appearance, the kind that could make young women scream when attending a banquet.

  His slightly melancholic eyes glanced, then fixed on Liu Qingshan's face, raised his hand and waved: "Liu, my dearest partner, are you finally willing to come?"

  Looking at Xiao Li's high-profile appearance, Liu Qingshan seems to have a deeper understanding of what Mr. Jackson said just now:

  This is a country that worships money and successful people, so there is really no need to keep a low profile.

  Liu Qingshan went up to meet him, and hugged Xiao Li: "Li, it seems that I didn't call to tell you the itinerary?"

  Xiao Li glanced at Huang Yueming: "Of course I got the news from the beautiful Miss Huang, Liu, you are not enough to be a buddy!"

   This kid even showed off a sentence of Chinese.

  Liu Qingshan looked warily at Xiao Li, then at his cousin, and then thumped Xiao Li's shoulder: "You playboy, don't pick on my cousin."

  Although he didn't know what a big radish was, Xiao Li still understood Liu Qingshan's meaning, and immediately began to challenge Tianqu:

   "Oh, Liu, I'm serious this time, and you have no right to stop me from pursuing love."

  Liu Qingshan didn't buy it: "Come on, you always say that you are serious."

  Xiao Li shrugged helplessly, and quickly changed the topic: "Liu, you are new here, and you don't have a car yet. Look at these cars, can you pick one?"

   "Are you so generous?" Liu Qingshan asked back.

   "Of course it was deducted from the manuscript fee." Xiao Li was really not that generous.

  Liu Qingshan was too lazy to talk to him: "It happens that your car is enough, and my classmates don't have to wait for the bus. Send us to the consulate first."

   "OK." Xiao Li readily agreed, and then graciously invited Huang Yueming to ride in his Ferrari.

   Not surprisingly, Huang Yueming refused with a smile.

   Liu Qingshan explained to Secretary Wei, and Secretary Wei called the students to get on the bus.

   First put all the salutes into the trunk, and the international students sat in the car. There were a dozen of them in total, and two of them happened to sit in one car.

  Before getting into the car, Lao Xiao waved to Wang Fujun: "Sir, we also have someone to pick up the plane now."

  Wang Fujun felt a little panicked in his heart, and gave Liu Qingshan a hard look, before helping his old woman into the car.

  Of course he knew that the guy named Mountain was the real master, and this beam was settled.

  When the convoy entered the urban area, everyone's eyes couldn't see enough immediately. Skyscrapers rushed towards us, bustling streets, and heavy traffic flow, all intertwined together to form a modern metropolis scene.

  International students also have to admit: this place is indeed far beyond the domestic.

  Sitting in Xiao Li's Ferrari, Liu Qingshan was also listening to Xiao Li bragging: "Liu, you will soon fall in love with this city, this is the real paradise."

  Liu Qingshan didn't think so, and replied, "That's your paradise."

   "Haha, tonight, I will specially prepare a party for you. At that time, I will also invite Hollywood female stars, Liu. You will soon experience the joy of heaven."

  Xiao Li was still chattering, when he suddenly heard Liu Qingshan roar: "Brake!"

  He stepped on the brake subconsciously, only to realize that the convoy in front had stopped, and he almost had close contact with the Rolls-Royce in front.

   "Oh, **** it, what happened!" Xiao Li patted the steering wheel angrily. If he really hit this new Ferrari, he would be very distressed.

   There was a traffic jam, and I waited in the car for a long time, and there seemed to be no intention of starting to clear the front. Looking around, the surrounding area has completely become a sea of ​​cars.

  Liu Qingshan patted Xiao Li on the shoulder, and comforted him: "It seems that there are not all wonderful things in heaven."

  Shit, Xiao Li cursed.

  Finally, a strong man in front ran over, he should be Xiao Li's bodyguard or something, and reported the situation ahead:

   "Some people are demonstrating, and it is estimated that there will be traffic jams for several hours."

As soon as Xiao Li heard it, he immediately got excited: "Go down and have a look, maybe you can join in the fun, you'd better find a piece of cardboard and write traffic control, those **** vampires stuffed taxpayers' money into the girl's Is it in the bra?"

  Liu Qingshan has also heard that parades, like eating and drinking, have become a part of the lives of American people.

   Waiting around was boring, so Liu Qingshan followed the excited Xiao Li and strolled forward together.

   It is estimated that everyone is thinking in the same way, so many people went down to join in the fun. Huang Yueming and that Mr. Jackson also followed behind Liu Qingshan.

  Sister Zhang and Lao Cui even chatted with Liu Qingshan while walking, talking about the results of the exchange visit during this period.

  Only those foreign students sat in the car and waited obediently. The only exception was Xiao Zihou, who was so bold that he also watched the excitement.

  Ten minutes later, a group of people appeared on the road ahead, all of them were heavily armed policemen, and they were rushing towards the place where the demonstration took place.

  The police car couldn't drive in at all, so it had to run away.

  Xiao Li stood on the guardrail, looked among the crowd for a while, and couldn't help feeling disappointed: "It seems that we can't join the parade. The people sitting in the middle of the road are all Indians."

  (end of this chapter)