Rebirth of the Industrial Internet

"Ivanka Trump, I'm warning you again, don't make harassing phone calls, don't interfere in my life!" Windsor gave an ultimatum.

After putting down the phone, his face remained calm and showed no signs of fluctuation.

"That's a beautiful girl. Her father is a business and media tycoon. Today's society is very tolerant, and I won't discriminate against rainbow groups." Tang Hua shrugged, and the baseball cap on his head almost fell off. On it, he could vaguely see "So-and-so"

"Travel Agency" five red letters.

The desk is covered with local food, including black fried liver, stewed pork in a thick porcelain dish, and a bag of gray-green bean juice, which smells faintly of rancidity.

Windsor frowned slightly, pinched her nose, and opened the window.

"Oh, you can't be like this..." Tang Hua took a sip of the bean juice and showed an intoxicated look on his face, "This is a special breakfast for people in the old capital. Only by liking it and appreciating it can you understand thousands of years of traditional culture."

Windsor was noncommittal and said in a longer tone, "Oh..."

"We will fly to New York in the afternoon, and this is our last Chinese breakfast. I packed it back specially for you to try..." Tang Hua pushed the food forward, with a painful decision on his face.

During the few months in the capital, whenever he had free time, Tang Hua carried his camera and rode his bicycle, wandering around the alleys: going to the park in the morning, practicing Tai Chi with the uncles and aunts, drinking soy juice for breakfast and doing focus circles; and going to the tea garden at noon.

I listened to a cross talk and danced square dance with my aunts in the evening. I chatted with people in Mandarin with a foreign accent, and they gave me "big mountains" to the United States.

Windsor is different. I stay in hotels, offices, and hotels every day. I occasionally go to Sanlitun and Houhai, where foreigners gather, for a drink.

The other party didn't appreciate it and thought he was poisoned. Tang Hua cried sadly and said to himself, "I have no new friends, no new hobbies, and no experience of foreign cultures. I have wasted a good year of my life."

New friend? Windsor was stunned, her eyes were unfocused, and the figure of a man suddenly flashed in her mind.

After having a one-night stand with Sun Buqi, the other person seemed to disappear among billions; several searches failed, and the house seemed to have changed its owner: once it was a beautiful girl, but unfortunately no one knew about it; once it was a middle-aged couple who talked to each other.

She was very embarrassed and looked at her like a fairy.

…

The atmosphere in the courtyard restaurant was a bit solemn, and the only sound of clinking cups and plates was heard.

Han Qing tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and said with confusion, "The floor upstairs was moving last night, as if there was an earthquake. But after watching the morning news today, it didn't seem to be there. Could it be my imagination?"

"Earthquake? I didn't feel it." Liu Wen replied nonchalantly, taking advantage of a few people not paying attention, and hid the burnt cake with lightning speed.

Today's breakfast failed again, the heat was a bit too high, so I just used it to feed the little flowers and yellows in the alley!

Han Qing curled his lips and said, "You little lazy pig, if there's thunder next to you, you won't wake up. How could you notice a small earthquake?"

"She seems to be sleepwalking..." Sun Buqi made a last-ditch attack. His toes were pressed by the hard-soled shoes. He felt like he had to stop talking and continued to be a quiet and beautiful man.

"There might be a stray cat running along the apricot tree and through the open window into the room." Throwing the blame on the cat, Xu Lili winked and praised, "Wenwen's skills are getting better and she is beautiful. I don't know in the future.

Which handsome guy is cheaper..."

"I'm still young. I'm still a child." Liu Wen's face turned red with embarrassment. She glanced at Sun Buqi from the corner of her eye and said to herself: With such an outstanding brother in front of him, few other boys can catch his eye.

Knocking on the table, Han Qing raised his forehead and said, "You two still act like nothing is wrong... How are your luggage prepared for the afternoon flight?"

After finally getting over what happened last night, Xu Lili took a long breath and glared at Sun Buqi fiercely.

Sun Buqi shrugged, "A bag, a few changes of clothes, whatever I need, I will buy it locally..."

"How can that be done? The newly bought clothes have a smell and are full of chemical reagents; you have a slender figure, and most Americans are obese. Your clothes are all large sizes and they don't fit you at all." Han Qing accused and pointed at Liu Wen.

, Xu Lili, began to arrange a new task, "The three of us hurry up and sort out the clothes, use the hair dryer and dryer, we should be able to make it in time..."

…

Pulling two large boxes on one left and one on the right, and carrying a large bag on his back, Sun Buqi waved back and walked into the ticket gate with Xu Lili.

The figure disappeared, and Han Qing sighed, "Wenwen, let's go. Your brother is at home, and you bake and make wine for a while. You are not doing your job properly and you are lazy! You still need to be strong in blacksmithing. If someone pushes you, basic skills

No less...if you fall on the catwalk, your modeling career is basically over."

"Oh..." Liu Wen said in a long tone, biting her nails, and said with confusion, "Sister Qing, there is someone over there who keeps looking at my brother...it looks familiar, but I can't remember the name."

Following his gaze, Han Qing blinked, "Where is the person? Don't be dazzled..."

"Ah, I remember." Liu Wen jumped up excitedly and danced, "One day, I was watering the flowers in the yard, and a foreign woman knocked on the door in a menacing manner... I asked her why she came, but she kept evading, and then

I told her that she found the wrong person. My brother doesn’t owe anyone money, right?"

"Foreigner? Or a woman?" Han Qing thought carefully and found nothing.

After getting the ticket, Sun Buqi curled his lips and looked dissatisfied, "One VIP cabin and one economy class cabin, why are they still treated differently?"

Baidu helped them book their air tickets, but they didn't expect to be together.

"It's okay, you go and sit in the front, I'll be fine here." Xu Lili shook her head and said calmly, "During the Spring Festival travel rush, I didn't get a seat, so I stood by the toilet; when someone went to the toilet, everyone had to move away...

It’s been 20 hours, and I still haven’t gotten through it happily.”

Sun Buqi frowned and waved to the stewardess, "Beautiful girl, I want to upgrade!"

The stewardess smiled and shook her head, "Sir, I'm sorry, we can't upgrade now."

Sun Buqi pointed to his long legs and complained bitterly, "The economy class is too small, my legs have been shrinking...for more than 20 hours, it's just killing me."

I learned from Zhou Xiaoya: As long as you are taller, have longer legs, or are too fat, or occupy two seats, you can usually get an upgrade.

The flight attendant looked embarrassed and secretly thought that this passenger was really difficult to deal with, and she actually knew the unspoken rules among flight attendants.

An elderly flight attendant came over, pointed at Sun Buqi, and whispered a few words.

The corners of the young flight attendant's mouth turned up slightly, she bent down and said with a smile: "Sir, if you take another look, your ticket is first class."

The troublesome guy almost succeeded, but Sun Bu didn't change his face and said, "My companion wants to upgrade, and we will make up the difference."

The older flight attendant who later reminded me said in a longer tone, "This plane is full and we cannot upgrade."

After repeated urging, Sun Buqi said goodbye to Xu Lili and walked to the first class cabin.

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