N years ago, a great but fucked black leader once said, "Ihave~a~dream!" Translated into Chinese, it means, "I have a dream!"
This is the source of the American Dream!
Now that Yi Feiyang and Fatty have come to Hollywood, of course they also have their American dream... that is, to be able to make a name for themselves in the colorful world of Hollywood on their own!
In his previous life, Yi Feiyang was a huge movie fan. His favorite thing to do was watch movies. He was familiar with all kinds of movies. He was also very familiar with the scandals and gossip about celebrities and big names.
Yi Feiyang believes that as long as he relies on his foresight, courage and wisdom, he will be able to succeed in Hollywood. Whether it is a song or a movie, whether it is distribution or production, he can rely on "plug-ins" to achieve success in Hollywood.
North America, show off your power!
Yi Feiyang is a person who is unwilling to be mediocre, but before he gets mad, he has to do one thing, and that is... wash the dishes!
The reason is that he does not have a green card!
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Hee swish! Hee swish!
In the back kitchen of the Chinese restaurant, Yi Feiyang quickly washed the plates, one, two, three or four. The plates were brushed spotlessly and sparkling.
Not far behind him, fat man Gao Jiabao was peeling onions with tears and snot in his eyes. From time to time, he wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve. It can be said that he was very ecstatic about peeling onions.
It’s not easy to survive in the United States!
As a stowaway, it is even more difficult to survive in the United States!
In order to survive, Yi Feiyang and Fatty had no choice but to lower their prices and work in this extremely stingy Chinese restaurant. The reason is that many foreign restaurants do not accept Chinese people with dark eyes and yellow skin, and they would rather accept those who wear baseball caps crookedly.
Black people. Only here, although the salary is lower, it can at least allow you to survive temporarily.
They say the United States is a sacred country of democracy, freedom and equality, but it depends on whether you are an idiot or a cataract!
"Idiot! Why are you guys so slow and you haven't even finished any work?! You only know how to be lazy and eat!" A very vulgar-looking man with a rosy nose appeared while drinking.
Rosacea is the owner of this Chinese restaurant. He is stingy by nature. His biggest wish is to be able to sell pig urine as anchovy belly. Of course, he also hopes to split all the employees in half and use them if they can survive.
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"Look at you, you're as slow as a bitch! You're such a waste! If I hadn't taken you in, you guys who came here illegally with no identity or green card wouldn't have starved to death on the roadside... Ugh!" He burped.
, "Only kind-hearted people like me will help you! Otherwise, you will just wait to sleep on the street!"
Rosacea took a swig of wine, staggered over, kicked away the onions that the fat man had peeled, came behind a female employee, reached out and pinched the woman's high buttocks, the woman was like a frightened rabbit,
Get away quickly.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
"What are you doing? Don't you know? Hehe." Rosacea was reluctant and reached out to touch the other person's face.
"No, boss, no!" The female employee also came here illegally. She has been in the United States for almost half a year and has not yet obtained a green card, so she has no choice but to work here secretly.
Rosacea knew that the female employees didn't dare to resist, so she laughed even more unscrupulously and said: "Come on, why are you pretending to be innocent! Instead of being fucked by those Americans like you, you might as well take advantage of me first. After all, we are also members of the same family!"
Seeing that rosacea is so shameless and obscene, no one around the employees dared to say anything. Almost all of them are stranded in the United States without green cards. Apart from this job, they really have no way to make a living.
So they had no choice but to lower their heads and pretend to be deaf or dumb, or simply make excuses to go out, and no one dared to stop them.
Rosacea drank too much, and when he saw so many people pretending to be deaf and dumb, he felt even more proud. He stretched out his hand, this time not touching the woman's butt but her breasts, "Here, let me see if your little bunny is plump."
?!"
Snapped!
Suddenly, a plate broke.
Everyone's eyes were drawn towards it.
Yi Feiyang shook off the water stains on his hands, "Sorry, I broke a plate."
Rosacea squinted his eyes, "You did it on purpose!" He had been unhappy with this new prick for a long time.
"Oh, you saw it, you are smart!"
"You are seeking death. Believe it or not, I will fire you and throw you on the street..." Rosacea said angrily.
Snapped!
Yi Feiyang threw another plate on the ground, "Sorry, another one broke!"
Rosacea is distressing. Being stingy by nature, he feels that this is cutting out his flesh.
"You, you..." Rosacea was so angry that he couldn't speak, "I'll deduct your salary!"
Bang bang bang!!!
Yi Feiyang threw the plates, one after another, and each one broke into pieces. Rosacea couldn't bear it anymore, but before he could get angry, Yi Feiyang said: "Go on!" A plate flew towards him.
Rosacea is like an alert hound, jumping and catching it with its hands.
But behind, whoosh whoosh!!!
A series of plates flew towards him like flying saucers.
Rosacea was miserable. He was not an octopus with eight claws. The plate hit him unceremoniously in the face and on the bridge of his nose, making a loud bang...
Yi Feiyang had a great time playing "flying saucer", but his rosacea was ruined until his nose and face were bruised and swollen. In the end, he was holding a lot of broken plates and lying on the ground like a dog, breathing heavily, "You...I want
Call the police... to arrest you!"
"Oh, I lost my temper! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it! Come on, calm down, I'll help you up!" Yi Feiyang carefully helped up the rosacea.
Rosacea thought he was scared, so he gasped and said: "Ha, brat, you know you are scared now, right? You bastard, how dare you hit me like this with a plate..."
"Boss, actually I have always wanted to say something to you!" Yi Feiyang held his hand on his rosacea, "That is...I quit!" After saying that, he raised his kick and kicked him directly in the stomach.
The rosacea-ridden person felt the wind whistling in his ears, and with a pop, he was kicked down into the trash can with his buttocks down, and then his internal organs tumbled, and the wine he drank, mixed with all the messy things, was all sprayed out with a gasp.
come out!
Everyone looked at Yi Feiyang dumbfounded.
Suddenly, there was applause.
"Yeah, good fight!"
"Kill this old bastard!"
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Yi Feiyang looked at the half-dead Rosacea, took off his work clothes, threw them on Rosacea's head, and then said to the fat man: "Let's go!"
The fat man was anxious. We came here smuggled in, so we couldn't act on impulse. He hurriedly advised: "Ah Yang, don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive!" Then he ran to Rosacea and said, "Boss, Ah Yang didn't mean it. Look, he didn't do it on purpose."
Since we have worked so hard, can you just give us another chance?"
Rosacea was half dead and couldn't even speak. He just stretched out a finger with great difficulty.
The fat man hurriedly grasped the life-saving finger, "You mean to give us another chance?"
Rosacea moved her lips: "I mean...fuck it!"
The fat man: "..." was stunned for a moment, and immediately punched and kicked Rosacea.
"Don't hold me back, I have to beat this bastard to death! I peeled so many onions for him without any regrets, and he still 'fucks' me! I'll punch your lungs out!"
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Los Angeles, on the street.
"Ayan, we are unemployed now, what should we do?" the fat man said with a distressed look.
"What should I do? I don't want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay!"
"Take the test, to put it nicely, even the salary is gone!" The fat man walked a few steps faster to catch up with Yi Feiyang and said, "But I'm still smart. Do you think how much this watch can be sold for?"
Yi Feiyang looked at the golden Rolex in the fat man's hand and was stunned: "Where did it come from?"
"I got it when Fatty beat up Boss Wugui just now!"
Yi Feiyang: "..."
Fatty: "Think of it as arrears of our wages... Look how much it's worth?"
Yi Feiyang: "Don't look at it, it's fake!"
"What's fake? You didn't even look at it, how do you know?"
"It's strange that such a stingy guy would buy such an expensive watch!"
"Really?!" The fat man picked up the Rolex from behind and bit it. A row of tooth marks immediately appeared on the gold watch.
"I'm going to kill you! It's not easy for me to come to the United States and encounter fakes!" The fat man roared angrily.
"What should we do now? Even this bird watch is useless!" Fatty said after catching up with Yi Feiyang.
Yi Feiyang did not answer the fat man's words, but looked at the various colorful posters of Hollywood superstars posted on the surrounding high-rise buildings in the hazy night, such as Tom Cruise and Julia Roberts; and then looked at the colorful roads.
All kinds of luxury cars; homeless people warming themselves by the fire on the roadside, niggas wandering around, and delinquents chatting...
Yi Feiyang suddenly asked Fatty: "Feibao, what was our ideal when we came to the United States?"
The fat man said without thinking: "Of course I want to be prosperous and then return home in fine clothes!"
"Then look at what we are doing now. How are we different from the homeless people and beggars on the roadside?"
"The difference is..." Fatty looked at the guys who were warming themselves over the fire and drinking wine not far away, "They have wine to drink, but we don't."
Yi Feiyang: "...?!"
"Remember, this is America, this is Hollywood! There is gold everywhere here!" Yi Feiyang's eyes shot out with blazing light, like a man-eating beast. "As long as you have the courage and courage, you can become the master of this place.
Become a well-deserved super tycoon! But look at what we are doing now..."
"What should we do? We have no money now, and we don't even have an ID card!" said the fat man, spreading his hands.
"Money can be earned!" Yi Feiyang said and walked straight to a department store. Before the boss could ask what he wanted, Yi Feiyang said, "Who is the richest in the United States?"
Everyone in the supermarket was stunned. Looking at this weird guy, the white boss suddenly said: "I don't know about others, I only know that he is very rich!"
Yi Feiyang looked around and saw a best-selling novel on the shelf. On the cover was a white man wearing thick glasses, holding his chin with one hand and a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.
This man is known to all Americans, and Yi Feiyang also knows him. He is the "King of Terror" in the United States... Stephen King!
