Wang Zuo also got up very early, but his eyes were red and dull. In his words, he had drunk too much last night and had insomnia. The panda wearing glasses almost made Shi Zhong laugh out loud.
Naturally, it was impossible for a few grown men to cook breakfast by themselves, so they randomly found a breakfast shop to have something to eat, and Wang Zuo suggested that they set off for Shenhai City.
However, Shi Zhong has some personal matters that need to be resolved. First, he is worried about leaving the giant safe at home. Thieves are rampant now, and there are tens of millions of dollars in it. Last night, he had a good idea, that is, to put the box in Guo
Yong, we don't believe any thief can get to the Armed Police Detachment.
I made a call to Guo Yong. When I heard Shi Zhong said that I wanted to store an important item, I agreed without thinking. It was so simple.
After settling this matter, the two cars roared towards Shenhai City, but it was Wang Zuo who drove the dilapidated Great Wall and chased Shi Zhong's BMW. However, Cheng Zibing's driving skills were indeed good. After listening to Shi Zhong's words,
He always maintained a distance of 100 meters from Chengcheng. No matter whether Wang Zuo accelerated or decelerated, the distance was still 100 meters. Wang Zuo almost scolded his mother. Is there anyone who bullies others like that?
In the car, Cheng Zibing said: "Boss, do you really not need me to follow you?"
"No, I just went out to deal with some small things!" Shi Zhong shook his head. Shi Zhong wanted Cheng Zibing to follow him, but that would only happen if someone from the National Security Bureau agreed.
The National Security Bureau is very efficient in handling special matters. I took advantage of my privileges to complete all the procedures in the afternoon. I waved goodbye and got on the plane with my ticket and passport. Fortunately, the National Security staff were quite humane. It was business class and I found my seat.
I put my passport and other documents into the ring. I felt so light without anything. I packed several sets of clothes and stuffed them all into the ring space.
Leaning on his seat, Shi Zhong closed his eyes, as if falling asleep, but his thoughts turned to Dragon Turtle to see where he had gone. Last night, when he knew that he would inevitably go to San Francisco, Shi Zhong
Zhong then let the Dragon Turtle set off. With the Dragon Turtle's speed of 45 knots, it would take at least five days to reach San Francisco without stopping. This is already considered a very fast speed. Normal ships would not arrive in ten days.
Not yet.
We are in a foreign land. We can’t do it without protection. If we get into trouble, we have a place to escape. Anyway, San Francisco is a port city and is surrounded by water on three sides. You can let dragons, turtles, dragons and snakes enter San Francisco Bend.
Just in case something unexpected happens.
His thoughts switched to the dragon turtle, and what he saw was the vast sea water. There was also the seabed scenery that was the same for Shi Zhong. Therefore, Shi Zhong didn't know where he was. He could only ascend to the shallow water area and use the GPS navigator to determine it.
direction.
Let the Dragon Turtle move on and switch his mind back to his body.
Seeing Shi Zhong open his eyes, a big black man came over and said: "￥&*...￥#?"
"...What?" Although Shi Zhong attended professional English classes for a period of time and studied hard, unfortunately, he knew that the black man was speaking English, but he couldn't understand it. He could only
I made a helpless expression, but I understood the first sentence. It seemed to mean to interrupt.
"parden?" Shi Zhong motioned to the black man to say it again. Half of the reason why he couldn't understand it just now was because his mind just switched back and he couldn't concentrate.
The big black man was stunned for a moment. He thought that this Oriental could not speak English, so he spoke again. This time Shi Zhong listened to a third of the content, saying something about being sorry, seats, etc., but he still didn't understand.
"What he means is that he wants to change seats with you because his boss is sitting next to you!" Behind, a man in a suit who was sitting with a black man couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him kindly.
"Oh, thank you!" Shi Zhong said, he was still very polite, so he showed his white teeth to the black man, said no problem, and then changed seats with the black man. The white man next to him smiled at Shi Zhong,
Said 3q.
"Hey, friend, you speak English very well. Thank you just now. My name is Shi Zhong!" Shi Zhong sat down and expressed his gratitude again.
"My name is Zhang Xu. It's okay, just a little thing!" The man in the suit said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you going to San Francisco? Judging from your attire, it seems that you are going to discuss business!" Shi Zhong was bored on the plane and started chatting with Zhang Xu.
Zhang Xu sighed and said: "Why are we going to discuss business?"
It turns out that Zhang Xu is running a small foreign trade company. He imported a batch of goods from San Francisco last month. Unexpectedly, he found out that more than half of them were substandard when he arrived in China. He ignored his calls and ignored them. This is not true.
, Zhang Xu planned to make a trip in person, otherwise the company with his small arms and legs would have gone bankrupt immediately.
After hearing this, Shi Zhong sighed and said with deep sympathy: "There is no way, why can't our country resist others?"
The two of them chatted about other things, chatting intermittently.
The twelve-hour flight was not that easy to endure, but fortunately, I could get through it with Zhang Xu chatting and sleeping for seven or eight hours.
When the plane arrived in San Francisco, it was eleven o'clock in the morning in San Francisco.
Shi Zhong looked left and right at the airport entrance, and then cursed: "Damn it, no one really came to pick me up. Could it be that he was really asked to come on vacation? But why does it feel like it can't be that simple?"
Zhang Xu came over with a briefcase and said, "Is anyone here to pick up Mr. Shi?"
"No, but I have a relative. He didn't have time to come, so he asked me to go to the city by myself!" Shi Zhong shook his head and said.
"That's good, let's go together?" Zhang Xu suggested.
"That's exactly what I meant!" Shi Zhong said.
So the two took a car and went to the city together. Soon, the car arrived in the city.
Zhang Xu asked the driver to stop the car, and then said to Shi Zhong: "Mr. Shi, I am in a hurry to do something. I may have to go back tonight. Find me when you have time in Shenhai City. This is my business card!"
Shi Zhong took the business card and said: "Okay, no problem!" After looking at it, the business card said Zhang Xu, general manager of "Jinding Foreign Trade Company".
Zhang Xu originally wanted to pay the fare, but Shi Zhong stopped him and signaled the driver to continue driving. Shi Zhong didn't know San Francisco at all. When he saw that the surroundings were very busy, he asked the driver to stop. With such simple words, he
Still will.
After getting off the bus, Shi Zhong didn't take a few steps before he spotted a hotel. It should be of a high level and the decoration was very quaint, so he stepped in. Fortunately, there was a Chinese-speaking waiter at the reception desk. It seems that with the popularity of China,
Strong, Western countries are also paying attention to the Chinese language.
The waiters here are all pretty good-looking, especially their figures. Not to mention, Westerners have really great figures. Women have big breasts, fat butts, and slender legs. But the only thing that makes Shi Zhong not catch a cold is that he is too tall.
Rugged, not as delicate and refined as the Orientals.
A standard room was opened, and Shi Zhong was guided to the room by the waiter.
"Thank you!" Shi Zhong said thank you to the waitress and closed the door. We have to be polite when we go out, and we can't lose the face of the Chinese people. After all, it is a country of etiquette.
"awesome!"
This is Shi Zhong's first time going abroad, and also his first time taking such a long flight. The jet lag is a bit difficult to adjust to, even though his physical fitness is better than ordinary people.
"Get some sleep first!" He adjusted the time on his phone to American time and took out a set of underwear from the ring space, plus a light jacket.
San Francisco has a typical maritime climate. It is no exaggeration to say that it is like spring all year round. The temperature rarely drops below 5 degrees Celsius. Even in winter, you can travel around in single clothes.
He slept until dark, and his stomach growled. Shi Zhong woke up, washed up, walked out of the hotel, and went to find a place to eat while enjoying the night view of San Francisco.
After walking around for a while and seeing the prosperity of San Francisco, Shi Zhong sighed: "Damn it, when will Chinese cities reach this level? Alas, China has a long way to go!" The guy looked confused.
Worry about the country and the people.
But immediately his stomach growled again. Shi Zhong raised his head and looked around. All he saw were Western restaurants, large and small, high-end and low-end, all of which were different. Shi Zhong had no choice but to walk into a restaurant.
It’s not like I’ve never eaten Shi Zhong in a Western restaurant, but that was in China, and the waiters were Chinese. What now? The waiters were all Western girls, and so were the diners. They were very quiet, and could even be described as quiet.
When the waiter came over with the menu, it was all in English. Shi Zhong was helpless. In order not to embarrass himself, Shi Zhong had to randomly pick the English items that he liked. When he handed the menu to the waitress, the waitress said
Shi Zhong looked surprised and was stunned. Is there something wrong?
However, the answer was soon revealed. When the waiter brought the food, Shi Zhong was stunned. It was all sweets and not a single staple food. No wonder the waitress was surprised, but since this was the case, she had to break her teeth.
Swallowing it into his stomach, he squeezed out a smile and thanked the waitress. The smile on his face could be as ugly as it was.
After eating some sweets in a hurry, Shi Zhong really couldn't eat anymore. After paying the bill, Shi Zhong was extremely depressed. He was helpless because he didn't know English. When would the whole world speak Chinese?
I don't understand the language, but I can still speak "How much" in English. Although it's not very standard, it can only help Shi Zhong spend the dollars in his pocket without starving to death.
Wandering around randomly, Shi Zhong sadly found that he was lost, and he didn't remember the name of the hotel. He only remembered that the opposite side of the hotel seemed to be a tall building, and there was a huge sphere on top of the building, but the main thing
Shi Zhong can't speak it in English.
San Francisco is said to be the largest Chinatown in the world outside of China, but Shi Zhong walked around for so long and sadly didn’t meet a single Chinese person. He asked a few people who looked like they had yellow skin, whether they were Japanese or Korean.
"Let's enjoy the service of foreigners here, and wait and see if there are any Chinese people coming and going!" Shi Zhong was sitting in a cafe, his eyes constantly scanning the door, looking forward to the lovely Chinese fellow.
"Is the news accurate? If there is any mistake, I don't mind breaking your neck to worship the gods!" In a dark corner of the coffee shop, an Indian had a smile on his face, but what he said was so vicious.
Opposite him, a fat American man, with a trace of fear in his eyes, whispered: "As a servant of the great God of Destruction, I dare not hide anything!"
The Indian man snorted coldly, with a hint of determination and madness in his eyes: "This thing must belong to my 'Kingdom of Gods', and everyone who stands in my way will be destroyed!" As he said that, he made a strange gesture.
Shi Zhong's ears were very good. When he heard a cold snort, he turned around and looked over. He knew at a glance that he was from South Asia. He was wearing a loose white sweatshirt and his naturally curly hair was tied into a long braid. He was seeing an Indian man.
That weird posture, Shi Zhong recognized, was only done by Hindus.
The Indian man was very perceptive. The moment Shi Zhong turned his head, his eyes fell on Shi Zhong. Those eyes radiated a cold and fierce light like a python, which made people's hearts palpitate. Shi Zhong quickly withdrew his eyes and pretended not to notice.
Shi Zhong didn't know that half of his feet had already stepped into hell. The Indian just now was one of the three supreme gods of Hinduism, Mahavatar, also called Shiva. He was known as the God of Destruction and had a vicious personality.
He is a person who has practiced ancient yoga to its peak.(..)