In the teahouse, Lu Mingfei was playing with a Nokia mobile phone, which was a necessary procedure for admission: voiceprint verification.
"I agree to enroll."
"The voiceprint verification has been passed, and I have personally authorized it. The process begins. Lu Mingfei, number A.D.0013, is connected to Kassel College. I am Norma, and I am happy to serve you."
"Your ticket, passport and visa will be delivered within three weeks. Kassel College welcomes you to join us."
A clear, slightly mechanical female voice sounded on the other end of the microphone. Lu Mingfei was startled when he heard it.
"Senior brother, this Kassel Academy isn't some... strange organization, is it?"
What we did just now was a bit too high-tech, and it made Lu Mingfei a bit incapable of doing it.
"It's just a little extra fun in a foreign school. Look, I'll scare you."
Ender appeared from the side with a cup of Pepsi-Cola and said with some disgust.
"But Uncle De, he speaks Chinese."
"This is the school's smart assistant: Norma. It's normal to have a Chinese voice library."
Chu Zihang took over the conversation from the side. Now is not the time to reveal the truth to Lu Mingfei. According to the school's plan, he should know everything on the train to Kassel College.
"Don't be so surprised. Pack your luggage. I will take you to the United States for fun first, and then report to the academy."
"Okay, but what should Lu Mingze do?"
Lu Mingfei didn't refuse. He failed to confess his love yesterday and got into a fight at the literary club gathering. He didn't want to stay here any longer and wanted to run to the United States as soon as possible and leave the sad place of Minzhou.
"Naruzawa is leaving with his parents, and I will take you with me. It's that simple."
Ender has prepared a big surprise for the protagonist, hoping to make up for the pain of his broken love.
"Okay, let's pack up tomorrow and leave the day after tomorrow. It's not too early now, so you should go back first."
Lu Mingfei was sent home by Chu Zihang, while Ander took out his mobile phone and called a number.
"Hey, Ronald, do you have time recently?"
"You just finished your work and are on vacation? That's great."
"No, I'm still in China. I need your help with something here."
Ender collapsed on the sofa and scratched his calf. This feeling was quite novel. After all, it was not easy for the dragon's hands to touch his calf.
"I have a nephew who is going to study in the United States. How about you take him to New York for two days? The money will be reimbursed. You can mention the price as you like."
"That's great. Our flight will arrive in the United States the day after tomorrow. The time is 2 p.m. Eastern Time Zone. Remember to come."
On the other side, Ronald Tang was lying on the bed. He had just obtained a gold sculpture from the tropical rainforest of South America and was resting in a small apartment in Brooklyn, New York.
He recalled the phone call he had just had with Ender. He was just about to take a break, and there was nothing wrong with taking a follower to play in New York.
The main thing is that you don’t have to pay yourself.
"What's there to see in New York..."
As a Chinese-American who grew up in the United States, Ronald Tang always felt that New York was terrible. Maybe he could let Ander's nephew see the robbers and drug addicts who haunted the night, although most of the time they were the same person.
mean.
This may be able to teach that young man a lesson, such as not to go out at night in New York.
It is now nine o'clock in the morning in the United States. Ronald Tang, or Old Tang, who was disturbed by Ander's phone call, has long lost his sleep. He got up, moved around in the small room, and casually put on a short-sleeved shirt.
Out the door.
"I want a cup of coffee and a cassone."
"It's a croissant."
In the cafe downstairs from the apartment, a waitress with a proud figure corrected Old Tang's pronunciation.
"Emma, I'm not in France. This is free New York. Don't mind this small difference."
Old Tang stretched his body, and his croissant English had a strange pronunciation. He always pronounced it incorrectly, but the French waitress was very concerned about this. In her own words:
"This is about my dignity as a Frenchman."
Old Tang didn't know when croissants and dignity came together, but I had to say that this cafe was pretty good in terms of coffee and bread. Of course, the most outstanding one was the waitress Emma.
Although this girl has only been working here for a few months, many young people around her are attracted by her beautiful face and broad mind.
Old Tang once helped her resolve several harassments, and Emma repaid her kindness and always gave Old Tang some small benefits.
Like a small cupcake.
"How does it taste?"
According to Emma, she wanted to open a cupcake shop nearby and asked Old Tang to do some research first.
Old Tang took a bite, and the explosive sweetness exploded in his mouth. The cream on top was absolutely real, making Old Tang fall into a sweet bomb.
He hurriedly picked up the coffee and took a sip before suppressing the sweetness in his mouth.
"A little too sweet, even for Americans."
"Okay, actually I also added some lemon to relieve the greasiness, but it doesn't seem to have any effect."
Emma was a little disappointed. She packed up the cups and plates that Tang had used and walked to the kitchen.
Entering the kitchen, her smiling face turned serious. She carefully put the cups and plates into sealed bags and handed them to a man waiting in the kitchen.
Emma looked outside with some fear and found that Old Tang was gone, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She is a fourth-year student at Kassel College and has been appointed as a specialist by the Executive Department. The first task given to her is to find a way to get close to Old Tang and gain his trust and even love as much as possible.
Surveilling a dragon king is an out-and-out SS-level mission. At first, Emma felt that the execution department was crazy, but later she found out that this mission was quite safe, so she gradually enjoyed it.
That night, in the New York headquarters of the Executive Department, Emma, who had changed into a suit, reported at the meeting:
"That Dragon King is very insensitive to the emotions between men and women. I suspect he doesn't like women at all."
The commissioners sat around a conference table, listening to Emma's report.
Another commissioner stood up and a slide flashed on the screen.
"We asked Ronald Tang's classmates and obtained his life trajectory analysis, and found that this Dragon King Tribute has not had sexual intercourse and he is almost thirty years old."
"We may be able to deduce that he is not interested in humans."
A person who looked like a supervisor nodded repeatedly and said to the secretary next to him:
"Add the age of twenty-five and no sexual intercourse to the criteria for determining whether you are a dragon."
Another commissioner stood up and asked a serious question:
"Commissioner Emma's seduction doesn't work, I suggest changing to a male commissioner."
So in the subsequent meeting, everyone had a long discussion on whether Old Tang was 1 or 0, and closely analyzed the Dragon Clan's reproductive method.
After the meeting, the supervisor patted Emma on the shoulder and said sincerely:
"Commissioner Emma, your mission is very important, so you must work hard."
Emma thought for a while and asked the question she wanted to know most.
"Supervisor, what if I sleep with Old Tang?"
The supervisor took out a bunch of small umbrellas from his pocket and stuffed them into Emma's hand, looking like a young comrade with a very aware expression.
"Then take safety measures."
"This is produced by the equipment department and will never leak."