When the car arrived at the airport, Zhang Chi found a place and stopped.
I don’t know when I arrived at the airport and had to look for a parking space. Zhang Chi was still a little unaccustomed to it. Although the wind of looking for cattle was not getting stronger, looking at the momentum, it seemed that he had no intention of stopping.
However, at this time, the people of Folsom seemed to be in peace, and only some adventurers from other places were left. Those who dreamed of getting rich were still searching hard in the Rocky Mountains.
There has been no news of anyone finding a new herd of cattle for a long time, but some explorers have become paranoid and believe that the herd is in the mountains, but they are just unlucky, or not lucky enough.
Zhang Chi didn't care if there were enough people or not, anyway, he had finished dialing the numbers in his abacus.
After getting off the car, I held my small umbrella open and raised my hand to look at the watch on my wrist.
There was still time, and Zhang Chi wanted to walk slowly. Unfortunately, the rain was too heavy. To be honest, Zhang Chi had lived here for so many years, and he could count such rains with one slap.
Holding an umbrella and taking a trot, Zhang Chi rushed into the airport.
The plane hasn't arrived yet, and Zhang Chi has nothing to do here. In addition, there are many people in the airport now, and there is a vague excitement like a domestic airport. Zhang Chi doesn't want to mix in the crowd, mainly these foreigners.
Most likely, the smell on his body was not friendly to someone with a sharp nose like Zhang Chi, so Zhang Chi found a corner where there was almost no one around and stood there.
I would look at my watch from time to time, and look up at the airport display screen, waiting for the information about my brothers’ flight arrival to pop up.
Just as Zhang Chi was looking around, he suddenly found a man pushing luggage standing not far from him. He looked Asian and was not tall, about 1.7 meters. He was quite thin and had a ridge on the bridge of his nose.
Big glasses, giving off a bookish look.
Zhang Chi noticed that it wasn't just because he was Asian. There were not many Asians in Folsom, but there were quite a few. Asian here refers to Asia, not just China, Japan and South Korea.
Moreover, the Asian man stared at Zhang Chi with a look of surprise on his face.
This look made Zhang Chi take a good look at him, thinking that he had seen him somewhere before, but after looking at his face, Zhang Chi felt that he had never seen him before.
Just when Zhang Chi was about to turn around, he suddenly found a woman running towards this person. The woman was also Asian, and she didn't look Chinese. She looked like a young woman.
As soon as he saw the happy face of the young woman running towards the Asian man, Zhang Chi turned his head and continued playing with his mobile phone.
After a while, Zhang Chi noticed someone walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.
Looking up, Zhang Chi found the Asian man standing about two meters in front of him.
Zhang Chi smiled at him, but he was stunned the next second.
"Are you Zhang Chi?" the Asian man asked tentatively towards Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi was a little dumbfounded and thought to himself: I don't know you? Is it possible that my brother is so good now and is so famous in the Chinese circle that no one knows me?
But Zhang Chi laughed at the man's next words.
"You are really Zhang Chi, I am Qian Guoan."
Seeing that Zhang Chi was still confused, Qian Guoan started to talk and gesture: "We were classmates in elementary school. The one sitting in front of me used to be. I was fat at the time...".
Crap!
Now Zhang Chi remembered that Qian Guoan was jokingly called by his teacher when he was in school: "Former Guoan, no wonder Guoan doesn't want you, you can only pass the exam in the 30s, don't call me former Guoan, you can beg for food after calling me"
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Some people will say why Zhang Chi’s teacher is like this!
This is indeed the case. At that time, Teacher Zhang Chi had a rather venomous mouth and a mean heart, and he took pleasure in attacking students.
So not all teachers are gardeners, there are also some idiots among them, and there are quite a few of these people.
I am in the countryside of the United States, and I can actually meet my classmates from the rural elementary school. What kind of fate is this?!
"Don't remember?" Qian Guoan said with a smile.
But Zhang Chi nodded repeatedly: "I know, Bajie."
When Qian Guoan was young, he was fat and could eat, so his friends called him Bajie.
"Yes, yes, yes! I have known that you have come to the United States for a long time, but I never had your address. I originally thought about going back to find someone during the Chinese New Year this year to find out more, but I didn't expect that we would be so destined..." Qian
Guoan said.
Zhang Chi looked at Qian Guoan and thought to himself: It turns out that I remember he was a little fat guy who didn't like to talk much. Why is he so talkative now?
"Yeah, I really didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for twenty years and now we meet here by chance."
Zhang Chi was also very happy. He met an old friend in a foreign country. Although the relationship between the two was not too close when they were in school, there was no conflict. Now that they have met as adults, they naturally feel more cordial.
However, the situation did not allow Zhang Chi to chat for too long, because his brothers’ flight had arrived.
"Well, where do you live now? I now run a small ranch by myself. Leave me your contact information. I will bring my family to visit my ranch when I have time," Zhang Chi said.
Qian Guoan smiled and said: "Definitely, definitely, I work here now, in the hospital...".
Zhang Chi was a little confused when he heard about Qian Guoan's workplace, because the workplace where Qian Guoan worked was the designated hospital for himself and Melika, which was also the best private hospital around Folsom.
"Are you a doctor now?" Zhang Chi asked.
"Yeah, don't I look like that?" Qian Guoan said.
Zhang Chi replied, and then said a little anxiously: "I'll pick him up first!"
"It's okay, it's okay!" Qian Guoan waved his phone at Zhang Chi.
The two of them added their numbers and WeChat.
Zhang Chi was about to go to the exit to pick up someone when he heard Brother Xiao Wu's voice reaching his ears.
"This way, this way!"
Zhang Chi looked up and found that Brother Xiao Wu and his brother-in-law were in front, and Brother Dawen and Sister-in-law Zheng Huai were behind. They were already standing about ten meters away from him at the exit.
Zhang Chi raised his head and waved at Brother Xiao Wu. Just as he was about to greet him, he found Qian Guoan standing beside him with wide eyes.
Zhang Chi is a little strange now, what? You also know one of them?
Just when Zhang Chi was feeling strange, Qian Guoan asked: "Senior Brother Zhang Wen?"
Wow!
Zhang Chi really doesn't know what to say now.
Zhang Wen originally turned around and was talking to his wife. When he heard someone calling his name, he subconsciously thought it was his cousin, but then he thought that his cousin's voice was not like that.
Following the sound, Zhang Wen discovered Qian Guoan.
"Qian Guoan?" Zhang Wen called out Qian Guoan's name.
So the two quickly walked over to each other, shook hands enthusiastically, and started complimenting each other.
Both of them are studying medicine, but their majors are different. It seems that the circle of Chinese-Americans studying medicine in the United States is not very large.
"How do you two know each other?" Zhang Wen felt a little strange.
Qian Guoan smiled and said: "Zhang Chi is my elementary school classmate."
Zhang Wen said: "Are you classmates in elementary school?"
"I'm not even surprised how you met," Zhang Chi replied to Brother Dawen with a smile.
"Aren't you from Guanzhou?" Zhang Wen asked Qian Guoan again.
"I'm from Guanzhou, but I went to primary school in Pu County, and my dad's workplace was in Pu County at that time," Qian Guoan explained.
Good guy, this is confusing. Zhang Chi and Qian Guoan were classmates in elementary school, while Zhang Wen and Qian Guoan were junior brothers. However, when Zhang Wen was doing research, Qian Guoan was studying for a Ph.D. in school. Although the two had different mentors,
Since they are both Chinese, the relationship will naturally not be too weak.
The Chinese in top medical schools are all top-notch academics. It's very simple. Those who don't study well won't be able to pass the exam. Children from rich families either study business or literature. Who can send their children to study medicine?
Therefore, the Chinese who can study at Zhangwen School are all top academics. Among all the Chinese in the school, if you want to find those who are just dawdling, there will definitely not be one who can slap them.
"I said, can we go back and talk? The rain is a bit cold."
Zhang Wu couldn't stand listening anymore. He flew here from Los Angeles. What kind of climate was it in Los Angeles at this time? Shorts and vests lasted a day at this time. What kind of temperature was it here? It was raining, and Zhang Wu was shivering a little from the cold.
"Let's go, my parents opened a small restaurant here," Zhang Wen said.
However, Qian Guoan opened his mouth and declined: "Brother, Zhang Chi, I am really not trying to shirk, but I have made an appointment with someone here and they are waiting for me."
"That's okay!"
The article didn't say anything.
Only then did Qian Guoan remember to introduce his Japanese wife to Zhang Chi and Zhang Wen brothers.
So, everyone left the airport and got into two cars respectively.
Although there were five of us, there was a lot of space in the car and it didn't feel crowded. Not to mention that none of us were fat, and Shi Li didn't bring much with him, so the ride was quite comfortable.
Brother-in-law Sun Yanping sat in the passenger seat, while Zhang Wen, Zhang Wu and Zheng Huai sat in the back seat.
After chatting with Qian Guoan for a while, Zhang Chi realized that Qian Guoan was not an ordinary person. His elementary school classmate was actually a perfect college student. In addition to being unsatisfied in elementary school, he went to a top medical university in China. When he came to the United States,
I also attended a top medical school.
Although making money is not as exciting as Zhang Wen, he is definitely not a middle-class person. He is a proper little rich man. He has no worries about food and clothing. He has three or five cars in the garage. When buying things, it depends on whether he likes it, not on the price.
kind.
After chatting with Qian Guoan, Zhang Chi asked his brother-in-law again.
"Brother-in-law, where are your colleagues?"
Sun Yanping said: "They are part of the examination group and they went to New York to take the exam. I am here to visit relatives, not all the way."
"Aren't you talking about the document issued by Melika Company?" Zhang Wu asked.
"Yes, but who cares about them? Everyone knows they are a tourist group," Sun Yanping said.
Zhang Wu smiled and said, "No one reported it?"
"Who reports? It's not like they're using public funds. The bosses are rushing to pay for these people. Besides, who do you report? If you report here, these people will be able to deal with them that day," Sun Yanping replied calmly.
One sentence.
Everyone was chatting along the way, and they arrived at the door of the restaurant before they knew it.