Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

An Feng was woken up by the alarm clock the next day. Before he opened his eyes, Jenny, who was sleeping next to him, jumped up reflexively. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw her holding a mobile phone in her hand, looking at him helplessly. Said: "I have a lot of arrangements today, and the theater is too far away from here."

An Feng shook off his tiredness, rubbed his eyes and climbed up, holding her shoulder: "You can sleep a little longer, I'll call you breakfast, and then send you to work."

Jenny lay back on the bed and kissed the back of his hand: "You are so kind."

After a hasty breakfast, Jenny took some time to wash up in the bathroom, and she was fully dressed when she came out. Take her down the hotel and drive out the Land Rover in the parking lot. Hearing that she reported an address, An Feng had never been there, so he had to look it up on the navigator.

"Haha, it all depends on these high technologies." An Feng smiled and fiddled with the navigator.

"Thank you." Jenny looked at him. "I meant to keep you waiting for so long, but we couldn't even say a few words, and we had to get up early to send me to work."

"It's okay." An Feng said, and glanced at her, "Hair."

"Huh? Mess?" Jenny reached out to look in the vanity mirror.

"No." An Feng reached out and took a piece of hair behind her ear.

Jenny unbuckled her seat belt, stretched her head over and kissed his face: "This is your reward. I will definitely find time to come out to accompany you tonight, okay?"

"Don't push yourself, you won't be able to hold on." An Feng smiled.

"Be serious." Jenny said angrily, "I didn't say that."

An Feng smiled and said nothing, when he stopped at a red light intersection, he suddenly asked: "Do you really think this kind of busy life suits you?"

"I like this job," Jenny said.

An Feng glanced at her and said, "I have no other intentions."

"I know, but I really like being an actor, as long as I have the opportunity, I will not let it go easily."

"Oh." An Feng nodded.

After a moment of silence, Jenny asked him: "What about you, what kind of life do you want to live, Mr. Rich?"

"Rich?" An Feng shook his head, "I like to live unrestrainedly and live a leisurely and relaxed life. I usually go outing with family or friends. Occasionally a little excitement is fine, just treat it as an adjustment. Of course, there must be material guarantees. subject to any restrictions."

"It's... well, very good, very stable." Jenny smiled.

An Feng saw that she didn't like to talk about this topic, so he talked about other things: "Where are we going at night? How about the bar? I heard that there is a very famous sky garden bar on Fifth Avenue, on the top of twenty floors, You can enjoy the wonderful night view around you while listening to cozy music.”

"Okay, you're the one." Jenny agreed.

An Feng sent her to a certain place in Manhattan, which was temporarily rented by the crew, and there were a lot of security around it, so ordinary people couldn't pass through. An Feng's car also encountered obstacles in the past. I heard from Jenny that it was because the male and female protagonists of the movie were big names, and it happened that a large number of scenes were shot here. In order to block the enthusiastic fans, the crew came up with various methods. The face of the supporting role is not good.

"I'll take you here." An Feng said to her.

"I'm sorry, would you like to get their autographs for you?" Jenny looked at him.

"Haha, forget it, be yourself, I prefer to ask for your autograph." An Feng said with a smile, and kissed her. Jenny put on sunglasses and a hat, waved to him after getting off the car, and said Say goodbye and leave in a hurry. An Feng kept watching her figure disappear into the crowd.

I was driving aimlessly on the streets of Manhattan. Others were very excited to come to New York, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I only came here for a day, and I felt bored. It seemed that I was really not suitable for this place, so I parked the car on the side of the road, took out my mobile phone and went to the Chinese website to find some food recommendations.

The most popular dishes in the United States, except for pizza and sandwiches, An Feng reckons it is to ensure that you will not starve to death, and the rest is not considered. Even Americans know that French restaurants are high-end! American food? I really can't think of anything delicious. After searching for a long time, some donkey friends recommended snack bars in New York's Chinatown, especially the must-try xiao long bao. Thinking of domestic food, An Feng gained some motivation.

The Land Rover was driving in a narrow street and encountered a traffic jam. It stopped and stopped and finally found an unremarkable shop. There were still quite a few people queuing up, and it was only after nine o'clock. An Feng found an open space to park, and followed him in a long queue. Not only people of yellow race, but also white people and black people come here because of their reputation. The most common word they hear is "xiaolongbao" with various strange pronunciations. It seems that Chinese cuisine has conquered these old Americans.

After queuing for a while, when the delicious food was brought to the table, An Feng felt that the trip was worthwhile and that he had waited so long. Sitting across from him was a yellow-haired horse. After eating a few steamed buns, it suddenly occurred to him to take a photo with a camera. An Feng smiled, and she also smiled at An Feng, saying that she likes Chinese food.

I chatted with Yanmar about some cultural and food-related matters, and learned that she is a French tourist who wanted to go to China but did not get a visa, so she had to come to the United States to find Chinatown. An Feng admired her courage, but rejected her invitation to travel with her. If still single, he would be more than happy to accompany you.

I drove away and walked around the most densely populated places in New York. I saw Wall Street, Empire State Building, Ground Zero and other attractions in the car. I originally wanted to see the Statue of Liberty, but found that the Statue of Liberty is free, but it takes a boat to go there. Money, I didn't have much interest in it at first, so I just give up the idea now.

Back to Central Park for a stroll, phoned to reserve a seat at the bar, had lunch in the afternoon, returned to the hotel to take a shower, and prepared for a date tonight. He came out wrapped in a bath towel, and found that the signal light of the mobile phone on the bed was blinking. He picked it up and saw that Old John had called him several times.

Normally he wouldn't make so many calls if there was no urgent matter, so An Feng hurriedly called back.

"Hey, old John, what's going on?"

Old John's voice came: "Oh, thank God, you finally called. The thing is, there is a problem with the wiring in this area of ​​​​the vineyard. There was a power outage this afternoon. When I rushed to your laboratory, those cultures Equipment, huh? Those things are out of power anyway."

"What!" An Feng was stunned, this thing needs continuous light, if there is a sudden power failure, all previous efforts may be wasted.

"How is it now, has the power been restored?" he asked.

"No, it's being repaired and it's estimated to take several hours."

"There is a generator at home, right? Why don't you connect it up for me..." An Feng said some steps, but he was still worried, because there might be errors in some values, in case the temperature was higher or lower, or The equipment was damaged... Finally decided to go back and get it myself.

He packed his things and ordered air tickets by phone. Due to the sudden incident, the flights were all full. Finally, he got a business class seat on a certain flight through the relationship of Amex. After leaving the car in a hurry, I took a taxi to the airport. I called Jenny a lot on the way, but they were all turned off.

An Feng sighed, it seems that the pigeons will be released again tonight.

Returned to SLO after connecting two flights. It was already evening, and the old John who came to pick him up said that the power had been restored, but there seemed to be some problems with the equipment. When An Feng inspected it himself, he found some faults. According to the method of the machine brain, he restored the machine to normal.

Fortunately, I came back in time, with no surprises. An Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to turn on his phone. The secretarial service indicated that there were more than a dozen calls, and he knew it was from Jenny without thinking about it. It was probably eleven o'clock in New York. annoying.

The phone was connected, and Jenny's voice came: "Bruce, where are you? Are you okay?"

"I'm here at SLO." An Feng bit the bullet and explained, "Due to a sudden incident, I ran back without contacting you."

"Oh." Jenny was deeply disappointed on the other end of the phone.

"I'm really sorry!" An Feng said.

"I waited a long time and thought you had an accident," she said.

"I'm really sorry, I'm done with the matter here, I'll fly back to you tomorrow, how about it?"

"This..." Jenny's tone hesitated, "Bruce, can I tell you something?"

"OK, tell me!" An Feng said.

There was a long silence over there, "Bruce, have you considered our personalities and preferences? We are always in a hurry and cannot get together."

An Feng listened, sat down and sighed: "I also think we are too tired like this. You like to roam around and live a wonderful life that attracts everyone's attention, but I just like to keep a low profile, be a rich person who pursues enjoyment. Like you said, we have a lot of different pursuits."

Jenny sighed for a while: "I thought about it for a long time at night, and I always feel that this is not good for us. We are all too tired."

"Then we split?" An Feng raised it.

"Well, that's it, we parted. Thank you for bringing me happiness, bye."

"Goodbye, good luck!"

The call was cut off, and An Feng stared at the phone for a while, in fact, as early as when Jenny showed enthusiasm for chasing dreams, and he just wanted to keep a low profile and leisurely, he thought that this relationship could not last. Today's scene was expected to be honest, even if it was avoided today, it would happen sooner or later.

"Let's go with the flow." An Feng put down his phone. He is an optimistic person, or a person with a good attitude. If it suits them, they will stay together. If they don't, they will separate.

Lying on the bed, looking at the night sky outside the window, counting the stars for a while, then suddenly beating his chest and stamping his feet: "Damn! I knew I was going to call that French girl! Ahhh!"