Everyone was waiting for their checked luggage in the lobby. Taking advantage of this moment, everyone looked around curiously. Blacks, whites, and other races had never been seen in China.
"The United States is so developed. Look, even the fourth-step staircase is an elevator!"
A group of people pointed at the stairway outside the terminal. It was just a small staircase with four steps. It could be walked down in two steps. However, it was even equipped with an escalator. It was really a luxury.
"No wonder everyone says the United States is a superpower. It seems to be true! It's so rich!"
In China, only some large foreign-related hotels have elevators. For example, the dormitory building of the National Sports Commission is eight stories high and does not have an elevator. Athletes have to climb up even if they are exhausted from training all day.
Everyone was waiting in the lobby when suddenly there was a burst of noise outside the terminal building, and more than a hundred people poured out of nowhere, rushing into the lobby one by one with flowers.
"Move over, everyone!"
Lu Mingzhi and the leaders of the Sports Committee quickly told everyone to move aside.
I saw a group of people pouring out from the tarmac. There were more than 200 men, women, and men. Most of them were white people, and there were a small number of black people. These people were tall and very muscular. Even some women were taller than
Many Chinese male athletes are much stronger.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
The people pouring in from outside were obviously to welcome the team. Many held banners in their hands, and some shouted at the people who came out. They all spoke in English, and most of the Chinese athletes could not understand it.
"Australian delegation!"
Liu Lang looked at this group of people. These were Australian Olympic athletes arriving in Los Angeles, and there were quite a few people who came to greet them.
Suddenly, more than a dozen strong men appeared in the welcoming team, each of them shirtless and barefoot, with grass skirts and facial makeup painted on their faces. Each of them held a spear, shouting and waving it at the oncoming athletes.
He also sticks out his tongue from time to time.
"What's going on?"
The Chinese delegation was startled and thought that these people were here to cause trouble. However, other people did not show any nervous expressions and watched the group of people dancing there one by one.
“A Maori welcome!”
It was also the first time for Liu Lang to see this kind of dance with ethnic characteristics.
This group of people danced for a few minutes. With a shout, bursts of cheers erupted from the Australian delegation, and then they walked out of the terminal surrounded by the welcoming team. Behind them, there were specialized personnel responsible for managing the salute.
Everyone got on the bus waiting at the door and left the airport in a grand manner.
"What's going on?"
Lu Mingzhi discovered something was wrong. The Chinese delegation had arrived half an hour ago. Everyone was waiting for their luggage, but the Australian's luggage was taken out just after he got off the plane. This... there must be a first-come, first-served basis!
"You all stand still and stop walking around. I'm going to ask what's going on?"
Lu Mingzhi led the people from the Sports Committee to the information desk not far away.
"We are the Chinese delegation. We have been here for more than half an hour. Why haven't our luggage been brought over yet?"
Lu Mingzhi asked in fluent English. He had studied in the United States when he was young, so language was not a problem.
"Chinese delegation? Oh, just wait here, it will be over soon!"
The other party raised his head for a glance and then lowered his head again, not taking the matter seriously at all.
"How come those Australians just finished all the work as soon as they got off the plane, but we who got off the plane first have to wait here?"
Lu Mingzhi asked loudly.
"Haha, they are Australians, so all salutes are exempted!"
The other party immediately replied, with a hint of contempt on his face.
"you………!"
The other party's answer left Lu Mingzhi completely speechless.
"I am the Chinese Consulate in Los Angeles. These are athletes from our country who came to participate in the sports games. Everyone is very tired now. If your airline delays our rest, who will be responsible for the consequences?"
Consul Zhang Xianchu also came over and asked loudly.
"This is not my job, you can ask the manager!"
The other party spread his hands and said.
"Where is your manager? I'm going to find him!"
Zhang Xianchu asked immediately.
"I don't know that!"
The other party answered.
"What's going on?"
The noise attracted a middle-aged man in uniform, who walked over with a bored look on his face and asked loudly.
"Mr. Lewis, these are Chinese, and they are very dissatisfied with our service!"
The service staff said.
"Chinese? What are you going to do?"
The other party shouted.
"Who are you?"
Consul Zhang asked.
"I'm the deputy manager. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
"Mr. Lewis, it has been more than half an hour since we got off the plane and we are waiting for our luggage. However, the group of Australians just got off the plane and took out all their luggage at the same time. Why are they faster than us? I need an explanation from you.
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Zhang Xianchu asked very seriously.
"What does this need to be explained? Australians' luggage does not need to be inspected. Your luggage must be inspected equally. Who knows what you will bring? What if there are dangerous goods?"
The other party answered.
"We are athletes participating in the Olympics. What dangerous goods will there be?"
Zhang Xianchu asked rhetorically.
"Athletes? Haha, what kind of athletes do you have in China? How can they compete in the Olympics if they can't even eat? Even if they come to participate, they will be the last!"
This man named Louis seems to have heard the funniest joke.
"you………!"
Lu Mingzhi and Zhang Xianchu's faces were livid, and they wanted to go up and punch each other, but there was nothing they could do! Whoever makes your country poor, you will be bullied if you are poor, and others will look down on you if you are poor.
The phone in Louis' hand suddenly rang, and he answered it and listened.
"Okay, okay, the luggage has been inspected. You can go over there and get it!"
The other party waved his hand with a look of disdain in his eyes.
"Hmph! Dogs look down on people!"
Lu Mingzhi said harshly to him in Chinese, then turned and left. Zhang Xianchu had no choice but to avoid getting involved in diplomatic disputes because of this matter. Even if there was a diplomatic dispute, no one would stand on their side.
aside.
He has been in the United States for two years and knows the local culture and customs very well. In the eyes of Americans, China is an extremely backward and poor country. Many people think that the people there can’t even eat and have no clothes to wear.
The beggars in America are a hundred times stronger than them.
Lu Mingzhi led people to the place where the luggage was dropped, and saw that most of the luggage on the dozen luggage carts had been opened, and the clothes and other supplies inside had been dug out and scattered outside the packages.
Lu Mingzhi and others' lungs almost exploded with anger.
"Everyone, come here and check your luggage. If there are no problems, get in the car and wait. Let's set off together!"
Lu Mingzhi called for everyone to gather around. They squatted on the ground one by one to pick out their luggage. Some people's clothes were thrown into other people's packages, and some people's tea jars were thrown to the ground, but no one said a word.
They also know that their country is poor. Not to mention the United States, even Australia cannot compare. The poor people in the country cannot hold their heads high and there is nothing they can do.
The airport staff stood watching from a distance, muttering quietly as they watched. Although they couldn't hear clearly, their expressions showed their contempt and ridicule for China.
"Liu Lang, have you seen this? This is how we Chinese are treated in the United States. Even the national team is discriminated against, let alone us native Chinese."
Mo Lan said to Liu Lang beside him.
"Hmph, dogs look down on people. The Chinese have a saying, thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to west of Hexi. Now they look down on China, but in the future, no one may look down on the other!"
It took more than a hundred people more than half an hour to pack their luggage. Each one quietly walked out of the airport with their belongings, then boarded the waiting car, which started driving towards the city.