My 1979
Chapter 575 Koreans
Nowadays, communication and mating in the world are so frequent that there is no real kind of person.
The ancestors would have the intervention of foreign ethnic groups, but Li He had to admit that breeding was also a technical job.
The girl from the Eastern European Army had a small head, fair skin, beautiful appearance, and a slender figure. They are also white people, but the average appearance here is higher than that of white people in English-speaking countries.
For example, girls from the United Kingdom, the United States, Canada, and Australia have extremely thick pores, and when they are over thirty years old, they develop belly fat faster than men.
These Slavic girls shuttle through the long and narrow alleys that extend between the simple and changeable architectural gaps, and the whole city is filled with dreams set off by them.
In the myths and religious legends of various nations, the leaders are all men, but the leader of the Slavic nation is a woman - Vlasta.
According to legend, she has the miraculous ability to foresee the future. Under her management, the tribe was peaceful and women enjoyed equal rights.
Ding Shiping and Lan Shifang drove a total of three cars over this time. Not counting them, they brought a total of seven people, mainly Georgians and Belarusians.
Ding Shiping drove the car himself, and Li He sat in the passenger seat, pulled down the window, and kept looking outside.
There were not many vehicles or people on the wide street. Only a large number of people occasionally poured out of the subway station exit.
This ancient city still shocked him. It is no exaggeration to say that in almost every street and alley, you can find various forms of buildings since the 13th century.
While talking about this country, it is impossible to avoid the shadows of many tall figures, such as Kafka, Milan Kundera, and Mach.
Red tiles and yellow walls, overlapping near and far, and towering spiers towering in the city sky, show the styles of Romanesque, Gothic, Baroque, Rococo, Renaissance, and neoclassicism, almost all eras of European architecture. Houses of all genres and styles have been restored, or preserved, here.
But in sharp contrast, there were long queues at the entrance of many stores, and many people looked nervous and stiff.
A young Georgian man sitting in the back seat chirped for a while.
Li He asked the young man in English, "Do you understand English?"
The Georgian boy nodded excitedly, "I speak English, sir. If you need anything, you can just ask."
The streets were full of Czech characters, and I didn’t recognize any of them. Fortunately, the ones they brought, including Jiang Jianjian, all had very good Russian proficiency. Russian is generally widely spoken here, so there is no big problem in booking a hotel room.
This is an international hotel, and there are people with various accents inside, mostly Europeans and Americans. Li He even saw a group of yellow-skinned people. The other party also noticed their group and originally wanted to come over to say hello, but suddenly heard Ding Shiping's accent and turned back, chattering for a while.
Jiang Jianjian said to Li He, "They belong to South Korea's Doosan Group."
Li He asked, "How do you know?"
Jiang Jiangan said, "I have seen them in our school. They have gone to our school to recruit people."
Li He said to Ding Shiping, "There is something wrong with sending people to keep an eye on them."
"Okay." Ding Shiping winked at the young man from Yugoslavia next to him, then pointed at the group of Koreans and gestured. Although there was a language barrier, the young man understood the tacit understanding formed by being together for a long time. When he saw the Korean go out and get in the car, he also brought a companion to follow him in the car.
Li He chose his room on the top floor. Standing at the window, he could see the sparkling Vltava River in the dusk. Under the dusk sky, the sunlight passing by showed an ancient and quiet mysterious atmosphere. The ancient Charles Bridge was gorgeous. The statue looks like a ghost.
A young Georgian man named Temur knocked on the door and came in. He pointed at his mouth as a sign to eat.
The hotel's restaurant is very luxurious and filled with many people during dinner time.
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