There were four people, led by an old man, about sixty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking polite, but with a hint of domineering look between his eyebrows. Following him were three people.
The young men were all around thirty years old. Two of them were dressed in black suits and had serious faces. They looked around as they walked. They seemed to be bodyguards.
But more importantly, these people were all Chinese with black hair and dark eyes, and the old man asked in Mandarin.
"That's right, we are all Chinese!"
When everyone heard Mandarin, they immediately walked over.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country, meeting a Chinese in a place like the United States, makes everyone feel a sense of intimacy.
"Hong Kong Island Tianyuan Toys and Models Manufacturing Co., Ltd.! You are from Hong Kong Island!"
The old man walked to the exhibition room and took a look and asked again.
"A few of us are from Hong Kong Island, and these few are from the mainland. I wonder where the old man's hometown is?"
Huo Tianting asked respectfully.
"Haha, my hometown is in Shanghai. I have been in the United States for more than 30 years. I haven't been back for a long time and I can't even remember what my hometown is like!"
The old man was quite emotional.
"By the way, I just saw a lot of people buying a novel toy. They said it was sold by a few Chinese people, so they came over to take a look. Come on, bring it over and let me have a look!"
The old man is obviously very interested in Transformers models.
Huo Tianting hurriedly handed a model to the other party.
"It's not light!"
One model weighs seven or eight kilograms. The old man's arms sank, and a young man behind him hurriedly came up to support the model.
"Father, please slow down!"
"Here, put it on the ground and I'll show it to the old man!"
Sun Mingren put the "Bumblebee" model on the ground and started playing with it. After a while, it turned into a streamlined car.
"Wow! Is this a car?"
The old man's eyes lit up. Compared with the mighty appearance of the robot, the image of this kind of car gave people a refreshing feeling. The United States is a big country of automobiles. There are four or five very large multinational automobile companies alone. Design
There are hundreds of models on the market, but none can compare to this car's striking appearance.
"What's the name of this model?"
The old man asked again.
"It's called Transformers!"
Huo Tianting replied.
"Transformers? Very appropriate, what a great name! By the way, this logo seems to be Facebook, right?"
The old man pointed to the Autobot logo on the chest of "Bumblebee".
"Old man, you really have a keen eye. Yes, this is a logo designed based on traditional Peking Opera. Red represents loyalty, so the Autobots are all kind-hearted people, and this robot represents evil, so its logo is the same as this
Different means cunning and cunning!"
Sun Mingren hurriedly introduced him.
"Well, good, good, it incorporates the country's traditional culture into it, very good, great!"
The old man couldn't help but admire.
"Who designed these things?"
The old man asked again.
"Haha, old man, if you don't believe it, he is the designer!"
Huo Tianting pointed at Liu Lang and said.
"he?"
The old man looked at Liu Lang with an expression that was even more surprised than when he saw Transformers.
"Hello, grandpa, my name is Liu Lang!"
Liu Lang said respectfully.
"Okay, okay, hello, kid...how old are you this year?"
the old man asked.
"I'm four years old!"
"What? Four years old? Are you kidding me?"
The old man almost jumped up in fear.
"Old man, yes, he is just four years old this year, but despite his young age, what he does cannot even compare to us adults. Just last year, Liu Lang also participated in the national college entrance examination and became the top scorer in the college entrance examination. He is
The genius prodigy that the country has rarely seen for hundreds of years is even more magical than the prodigies mentioned in ancient books!"
Sun Mingren said with a smile.
"You took the college entrance examination at the age of three and got the top prize?"
The old man's brain seemed to be running out of energy, which was beyond his understanding.
"Old man, these are all facts, and this time Liu Lang came to the United States to participate in the Intellectual Olympics. For a four-year-old child to participate in the Olympics, there is no other in the whole world!"
Huo Tianting said.
"What? Are you here to participate in the Intellectual Olympics this time? Represent China?"
"That's right, I'm here to participate in the Olympics this time!"
Liu Lang answered with a smile.
"Haha, good, great, I never expected that the country would produce such a genius. It seems that my money was not in vain this time! Good, great!"
The old man praised repeatedly.
"Pay? What do you mean?"
Liu Lang and others were a little puzzled.
"Guys, this time the country comes to participate in the Intellectual Olympics, it is sponsored by our company to allow our young people to have access to advanced foreign technologies. Although we have American nationality, we are Chinese after all, and the Chinese nation flows through us.
The blood of the country is good, and those of us Chinese overseas are also happy and will also benefit from it!"
The old man's son was explaining at the side. His Mandarin was a little jerky, and it seemed that he had grown up in the United States.
"Oh, so grandpa, you are the sponsor of this competition. Do you have a company in the United States?"
Liu Lang was very curious about the other party's identity.
"That's right, I came to the United States in the 1940s and later founded a company to develop computers... Haha, you probably don't know what a computer is, but this thing is a good thing, and there are many things that humans can't accomplish.
It can all be done!”
The old man explained.
"Computer company? Is it IBM?"
Liu Lang asked tentatively.
"Oops! How do you know about IBM, kid?"
The other party was stunned.
"I also saw it while watching TV in the past two days. Isn't this company the largest computer company in the United States?"
Liu Lang quickly made up a lie.
"The largest computer company...? Haha, it is true now, but in the future, we will be the largest computer company in the United States...! No, we will become the largest computer company in the world!"
The old man laughed, his words showing great arrogance.
"Are you the biggest computer company?"
Liu Lang's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered a computer company founded by Chinese in the United States in his previous life. This company should be said to be the most famous company from the 1970s to the mid-1980s. At its peak, annual sales reached tens of millions.
With one billion US dollars, it is even qualified to compete with IBM.
"Could this be the company the old man mentioned?"
"Old family, what's the name of your company?"
Liu Lang asked tentatively.
"My name is Wan'an, so this company is called Wan'an Company!"
The old man said proudly.
"Sure enough, it's him! The former computer king!"