Rebirth 79: I opened a bank in the United States

"Brother, how about we help them? They look so pitiful."

"You want to help them? There may not be anything good in return."

Next to Carter, he suddenly remembered Melis' probing voice. Carter was not surprised by this. Even he was a little worried. When it comes to Melis, who is only 13 years old, looking at the little black man about the same age as himself.

It's normal for the boy to be so embarrassed and have some empathy.

When it comes to Melis, Carter doesn't have so many ideas. If she wants to help, then help. Children's kindness should be encouraged.

"Well, I don't want anything in return. I just see how pitiful he is. He is the same age as the classmates in our school, and they can all go out and play happily. He should be envious of his classmates, right?"

"That's right. No, it's just one dollar. I'll leave it to you. Go ahead! Take the check with you by the way. I'll load the things in the car first."

Carter nodded noncommittally, and at the same time took out one dollar in cash from his pocket and stuffed it into Melis' hand along with the check he had just signed. He took the lead in returning with the two chairs he had just received and the packed tent.

In the car.

With the clerk there, Carter didn't worry about Melis' safety at all. After putting the things in the suitcase, Melis also jumped out. Giving roses to others has lingering fragrance in their hands. Maybe foreigners have not heard this saying.

Yes, but the feeling is the same.

Like a cheerful canary, Melis jumped into the passenger seat with a faint smile on her lips. As a result, Carter's heartache was much lessened, and the sun seemed to be brighter.

"What do you want to eat for lunch? We should spend the night in Savannah tonight. Please help me think about whether there is anything else to bring. After leaving Atlanta, some things are difficult to buy."

Carter asked as he sat in the car and fastened his seat belt.

"It seems like there's nothing missing, right? There are snacks in the car, plenty of water and drinks, and tents... Brother, look, they're coming out, they seem to be coming for us."

Melis, who was counting the supplies with her fingers, tilted her head, and as she spoke, she suddenly pointed out the car window and shouted in surprise. Carter naturally saw the black father and son who had just left the store walking quickly toward her.

Come.

"Melis, hand me the gun in the glove box."

Although it could be guessed that the black father and son came here to say thank you, but just in case, Carter took out the pistol from the glove box, loaded it and inserted it into the holster on his waist, then opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Sir, sir, thank you very much for your help. Thank you..."

Just as Carter expected, the black father and son immediately bent down and bowed to thank Carter after seeing him get out of the car. Of course, the bow must not be a deep bow. A deep bow in the United States is a salute to the dead. If you bow deeply, it is not

Saying thank you is a curse.

"It's okay, you don't have to be polite. Besides, it's not me who wants to help you, but my sister."

For safety reasons, Carter had made a "three-part agreement" with Melis before setting off. At times like this, Melis never got out of the car, which seemed a little disrespectful, but in the United States

But it's normal.

The black father obviously understood. He quickly took his son through the front windshield of the sports car and bowed slightly to Melis again. Then, he watched Carter drive away...

"Brother, it's not as dangerous out there as you say!"

After leaving the store parking lot, Carter stopped the car on the side of the road. He lifted up the hem of his polo shirt, took out the pistol, took off the magazine, and then pulled the holster to unload the gun. Just as Carter caught the bullet thrown from the chamber,

When she was about to press the magazine again, Melis spoke with a smile.

Before setting off, Carter described the outside world as a dark one, with roadblocks and robberies, zero-dollar purchases, and so on. He said that even Melis, who had never been out of Douglas, was a little scared.

When Carter asked for the gun just now, Melis' heart almost rose to her throat, but what happened?

"There's nothing wrong with being careful. We don't take the initiative to hurt others, but we have to guard against others hurting us! Please put it back for me."

After pressing the bullet back into the magazine and inserting it back into the gun, Carter handed the pistol to Melis and put it back in the glove box. Although he now has a concealed carry permit and can carry the gun with him, when driving, he should not wear it on his waist.

An iron knot is always a source of panic.

Under normal circumstances, it is better to put the pistol in the glove box. It is also more convenient in case the police check the car or something. Because the pistol is in the glove box, the driver cannot get it in his hands quickly.

You can't threaten the police for a while. So putting the pistol in the glove box has almost become the default unspoken rule, that is, when the police are checking your car.

You can directly tell the police that I have a gun permit and my gun is in the glove box. You can take it out and check it yourself. For people who put the pistol in the glove box, the police's first impression will be that you are a "good citizen"

", which can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble. These are the tips Carlos told Carter when he was teaching him how to use a gun.

Carter doesn't want to use his current white skin to challenge the temper of the American police in the future. He will easily die if he tries!

"As much as you're worried, let's have pizza for lunch? I'm craving pizza."

"good!"

After finishing lunch in Atlanta, the two Carters set off for Savannah.

Savannah is a city by the sea, very close to South Carolina. Head north from Savannah, pass through Garden, and enter South Carolina. Then go all the way north along the East Coast to New York.

When we arrived in Savannah, it was already dark. In these years when there was no takeout, the night in the small town of Savannah was not much different from that in Douglas.

If Carter were alone, he might try to sneak into a tavern and sit down and have a few drinks. But since he brought his sister out, this kind of crazy probing on the edge of the law would of course not be possible. Let's settle it in the hotel.

Have dinner and go to bed early.

Early the next morning, the two set off again. In this age without mobile phone navigation, they relied on inefficient methods of asking for directions. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning when they found Gulfstream Aircraft Company.

At this time, the Gulfstream Aircraft Company was not very impressive. The office area and factory buildings were all connected together. There was also a small airport outside the factory building, which may have been used for testing aircraft and for transfers. Even if they were not Gulfstream employees, they

Unlike the two Carters, who are Gulfstream customers, they are naturally not allowed to enter Gulfstream.

But wouldn’t it be a pity to just turn around and leave after coming? After all, these are also high-quality potential customers that Carter “personally discovered”. If you can’t get in, then you might as well not get in!

The big red folding chair I just bought came in handy now. Parking the car in front of Gulfstream, Carter moved two chairs and walked to the shade of a tree not far away to sit down. He just watched quietly.

Everything going on at Gulfstream...

The employees going to and from various factories and workshops, the number of hangars in the distance, and a few small planes parked at the airport. Carter didn’t know what the future Gulfstream aircraft would look like, but just the planes he saw right now were all.

It is almost the same as the private jet of the future, or exactly the same in appearance.

It has a slender fuselage, five small windows on one side, and two jet engines hanging on the fuselage. The entire snow-white tail of the aircraft also has a large T-shaped tail, which is really noble!