Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh customs disturbance
"I'm talking about Hong Tao, we didn't look at the almanac when we went out, how could we catch up with such a bad time! My old cold feet are broken!" The fat boss carried his carry-on luggage and moved step by step to line up at the entrance.
From time to time, he would squat down and rub his knees.
"Do you have any good parts in your body? As far as I know, you have periarthritis in your neck, bone spurs in your waist, mild diabetes, a bit high blood pressure, and an irregular heart rate. Now add Lao Han's legs, it's a good idea for you
Just one gastrointestinal and one kidney are enough, right?" Almost every time Hong Tao saw the fat boss, he would hear him talk about a new disease of his, but he had never seen him commit it. He drank and smoked as long as he drank, and young girls
He takes care of two people at once. Does this look like a sick person?
"Hey, Hong Tao, are the air tickets we bought at a discount?" The fat boss may not be considered rich, but this is his first time to go abroad in a real sense, so he is a little nervous. This nervousness probably means that his words are a bit confidential.
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"I wanted to buy something at a discount, but I couldn't find it. What's wrong?" Hong Tao didn't understand what the fat boss meant by asking about air tickets.
"Look at this airport. It's not as big as the airport in Jinhua, let alone Hangzhou. We won't get on the wrong plane, right?" The fat boss pointed around with his fat fingers.
"This is the kind of thing this place is. There are few people, so there is no need to build a big airport." Although Hong Tao was 100% sure that he had not taken the wrong flight, but after the fat boss said this, he still couldn't help but look up at the immigration office in front of him.
The nameplate on the window once again confirmed that this was indeed Seattle.
"Look, that policeman is a black girl, good guy. She has big breasts..." Within a few seconds, the fat boss turned his attention to a black policeman standing not far away.
"My dear uncle, just say it. They can't understand your Shanxi Mandarin anyway, but don't use your fingers, you will get into trouble." Hong Tao stretched out his hand and pulled down the hand that the fat boss just extended.
, this still attracted the attention of the black policeman, who looked over specifically.
"Fat man, please calm down. Are you ready with your passport? And the declaration form and the small card?" Boss Liu spoke behind the fat boss. He had nothing to be nervous about, but he didn't want the fat boss to make such a fuss.
Feeling a little uneasy.
To say that this person really has a sixth sense, Boss Liu’s uneasiness was quickly confirmed. Today’s Seattle Airport is exceptionally clean. There are only two openings in the immigration entrance channel. One is responsible for inspecting the United States.
One for citizens and one for foreign visitors. Hong Tao and the others were in this queue. Counting the three of them, there were only 7 or 8 people in total.
The three people from Hong Tao were at the end of the queue. The first few people went smoothly, but when they arrived at Hong Tao's place, trouble began. The person who received Hong Tao was a white man in his 40s. When he saw Hong Tao's passport, immigration card and
After submitting the customs declaration form, there was no reaction, but he stared blankly at Hong Tao's face.
When Hong Tao saw his expression, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes became less firm. A few seconds later, the door of a room behind the immigration official opened, and 3 or 4 people walked out of it. Among them were 3 or 4 people.
There are police officers in uniforms and plainclothes officers without uniforms.
These people strode up to Hong Tao and signaled Hong Tao with English and hand gestures. Boss Fat and Boss Liu followed them into the room. Although their tone was relatively polite, their attitude was very tough.
"Hong Tao, what's going on?" Boss Liu asked Hong Tao in a low voice. At this time, the fat boss's face had begun to sweat and turned pale.
"I don't know. They asked us to follow them into the house. They probably want to inspect it. Don't panic. We have nothing to hide. If you have any problems, don't rush. Just tell me and I will talk to them." Hong Tao actually didn't know.
What on earth are these people doing? He has less experience going abroad than Boss Liu.
This room is very large, with a long table in the middle. It's actually made of metal, and the table legs are fixed to the floor, which makes it look a bit intrusive.
Hong Tao and the others were invited to sit down at the table, with two policemen in black uniforms standing behind them. After a few minutes, two middle-aged men in plain clothes came in and sat down with Hong Tao and the others.
Opposite the person, one of them looks like an Asian.
"Hello, welcome to Seattle. My surname is Liu, and this is my colleague. We want to ask a few small questions. You just need to answer my questions truthfully. Don't worry, this is just a routine procedure.
"The Asian man introduced himself in Chinese with a distinct Taiwanese accent.
"I understand, I just don't know what questions you have?" Hong Tao answered directly in Chinese.
The man, who didn’t know whether it was the immigration or customs office, asked a lot of miscellaneous questions, ranging from Hong Tao’s address in China to the food he likes to eat and the movies he likes to watch. He even discussed the skills of Yao Ming, the Chinese player of the Rockets.
After a few sentences, Hong Tao initially answered his questions in Chinese. Later, when he saw that he was going to translate his answers one by one to the white man next to him, Hong Tao simply switched to English.
After a while, the show came, and the other party raised a very pointed question. The invitation letter to Hong Tao and the others was from an American hunting consulting company, and the work of Hong Tao, Fat Boss, and Boss Liu in China did not involve hunting.
, not even close to each other, so why did Naisen Company send an invitation to Hong Tao and others for a business inspection?
Regarding this issue, Hong Tao did not hide anything. He directly admitted that the three of them planned to come to this Naisen company to sign a hunting contract in Africa, so they had to go to their company for an on-site inspection.
After hearing Hong Tao's answer, the two American officials opposite came together and whispered a few words. Then the white man stood up and walked out, while the Asian man continued to talk nonsense with Hong Tao and the others.
After a few minutes, the white man came in from the outside and told Hong Tao directly in English that their procedures were in full compliance with the immigration rules and that they could now go to the immigration officials to go through the procedures, and he also apologized for wasting their time.
Apologize and so on.
"Is this the end? What were you talking about just now? I didn't hear anything serious?" Boss Liu must have experienced this situation for the first time, while looking at the small passport stapled by a stapler.
Card, asked Hong Tao.
"I couldn't figure out what was going on. They probably meant that they were a little suspicious of our purpose of coming to the United States, so I told them the truth directly. As a result, they seemed quite satisfied, so they let us go." Hong Tao himself didn't know that.
Why did the two people interrogate the three of them alone? However, since the Twin Towers were hit, even if the United States has become paranoid, Pawei and the others also talked about this change with Hong Tao when they were in Toronto.
The immigration officer didn't know whether it was to compensate for the trouble caused to Hong Tao and the others because of his own mistakes or because the immigration rules stipulated that. Anyway, the immigration card directly stated the time that Hong Tao and the others could stay in the United States.
Not 15 days as originally thought, nor a month, but half a year.
Compared with the troublesome entry inspection, the customs inspection was much smoother. The customs official just took a brief look at Hong Tao's customs declaration form and waved his hand to indicate that they could leave.
Hong Tao and the three of them didn't bring any luggage on this trip. Each of them only had a carry-on bag, not even a suitcase. However, as soon as they left the customs, a young black man came over with a smile and asked them which door they were going to.
"Which door? We need to leave the station and go to this place." Hong Tao took out the address agreed between himself and Naisen Company and handed it to the black young man.
"Here, you need to take the train." The black boy only glanced at the place name on the note and pointed to the left.
"Train? No, no, no, we have someone coming to pick him up. He should be a car manufacturer." As soon as Hong Tao heard what this black guy said, he immediately increased his vigilance. This guy really talked about trains, and he just wanted to go to the terminal.
, and took the P train, don’t meet the kind of people in China who solicit customers in front of the train station.
