Upon opening the cabin door, Chu Fang asked in confusion, "Where did I come from?"
At that moment, a large number of police officers were chasing a black man at the airport. The black man was running very fast, as if his feet were on wheels of fire.
A flight attendant explained, "That man impersonated the airport manager and fired many airport staff. The police are pursuing him, so please don't worry."
Chu Fang: "..."
You can play it like this?
As expected of the US, this is truly innovative.
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue got off the plane, nodded to the white boy and his parents, and then went their separate ways.
The two collected their luggage and headed out of the terminal.
Chu Fang immediately noticed a conspicuous sign that read: Chu Fang, Zhong Tingyue.
The man holding the sign was middle-aged, at least 1.9 meters tall, with a strong neck, slightly bulging muscles, and a broad, thick chest hidden under his clothes.
Chu Fang led Zhong Tingyue over, and the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, Miss Zhong."
"Hello, thank you for your help."
"It would be our honor to serve both of you."
The middle-aged man's name is Yu Jun. He is a Chinese American who has served in the military and has extensive combat experience in the Middle East.
Upon arriving in the United States, Chu Fang was naturally concerned about his personal safety, so he hired bodyguards beforehand to protect them.
Wow~~~
"What a beautiful lady."
"Seeing you makes me feel like I'm on fire."
“... ..."
Just then, a blonde, blue-eyed white woman next to her exclaimed in broken Chinese, her eyes fixed on Zhong Tingyue as if she were looking at a rare treasure.
Chu Fang: "... ..., you are a woman."
Yu Jun's expression changed: "Mr. Chu, you can't say that. Alice is a biological female who identifies as male."
Damn American characteristics!
The blonde, blue-eyed white woman said generously, "Hello, gentlemen. I am your bodyguard. My English name is Alice, but I prefer you to call me by my Chinese name, Wang Dachui."
Chu Fang hired two bodyguards, a man and a woman, to take care of them.
Now he's worried that his wife, Ms. Zhong, might be turned gay by this Wang Dachui.
Wang Dachui seemed to sense Chu Fang's concerns and said, "Sir, although I like your wife very much and hope to have a deeper conversation with her, I have professional ethics. Please trust my character."
After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, the four of them left the airport.
Along the way, Wang Dachui drove while Yu Jun introduced them to the local situation, culture, customs, tourist attractions, etc.
Chu Fang peered out the car window, looking like a curious child.
Although he is very rich, he is ultimately a homebody and has never been abroad before; this is the first time.
Soon, the car arrived at one of New York's most bustling districts and stopped in front of a magnificent hotel.
The international design award booked hotels for the finalists, but Chu Fang felt the hotels were not good, so he chose to book his own.
Next, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue checked in and were then led to their accommodation by a staff member.
"Ugh..." As soon as she entered the room, Chu Fang lay down on the bed. "I'm exhausted."
Flying from Shanghai to New York takes fourteen hours, which is simply torture.
He rolled over, logged onto WeChat, and saw many messages of concern, which he then replied to one by one.
[A Hero's Heart and a Tender Feeling (Nobody Wants Version): Brother-in-law, have you arrived yet?]
Chu Fang replied.
[Solo Dating Player: You brought your phone to school again?]
[A Hero's Heart and a Tender Soul (Nobody Wants Version): ???]
[A Hero's Heart and a Tender Soul (Unwanted Version): I just finished breakfast and am getting ready for school.]
Chu Fang looked outside. The sun was setting, and the afterglow of the sunset dyed the west red.
While packing her suitcase, Zhong Tingyue reminded him, "Mr. Chu, we are now on the other side of the ocean."
"oh."
New York and Shanghai have a time difference of more than ten hours.
He slapped his forehead: "I got confused from flying."
Chu Fang replied to each message, then tossed his phone aside and stared blankly as his wife, Ms. Zhong, packed her suitcase.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes.
"Ms. Zhong, you're really beautiful." He exclaimed sincerely.
The rosy glow of the sunset shone on Zhong Tingyue's face, as if coating her with a soft halo. Her bright eyes were like clear autumn water, holding starlight, and her every glance was lively and affectionate.
She wore a simple white dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, and the ribbon at her waist accentuated her slender figure. She looked as beautiful as if she had stepped out of a painting.
No wonder 'Wang Dachui' liked her so much; with Zhong Tingyue's figure and looks, who wouldn't like her?
The setting sun suddenly leaped down the mountain, and night fell.
This city, even more bustling than Shanghai, is even more captivating.
"Let's go eat." After Zhong Tingyue finished tidying up, he pulled her downstairs.
When they arrived downstairs, Yu Jun and Wang Dachui were waiting for them.
For comprehensive protection, Chu Fang also booked a room for the two of them at this hotel, so they could go wherever they wanted.
Chu Fang said, "Brother Yu, is it alright for us to go out for dinner?"
He wouldn't ask such a question in Shanghai. Even at three or four in the morning, he would dare to walk outside alone. But this is the United States, a land of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, so he still has to be careful.
Yu Jun smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, you are too anxious. New York is not that dangerous. According to the media reports, there are about 600 crimes per day on average in New York, which has been greatly reduced."
"Over six hundred cases? Can you even listen to what you're saying?" Chu Fang tugged at his face.
After receiving a reply, the four left the hotel, sat for a while, and then went to a local specialty steakhouse.
Chu Fang took two bites and then didn't want to eat anymore.
"How does it taste?" Zhong Tingyue asked.
"Not good." Chu Fang shook his head. "It's such a waste of ingredients. If this beef were made into boiled beef, it would be so delicious."
He has the stomach of a Sichuanese, and he prefers food with complex flavors; he can't change that.
Even though he is rich, he still maintains the taste of Chengdu.
"Sir, please don't insult our food," Wang Dachui glared angrily.
"I'm sorry," Chu Fang apologized.
“We Americans also have authentic local delicacies, authentic Chinese food, authentic Indian curry, authentic Italian pasta, authentic Turkish kebabs…” Wang Dachui counted on his fingers.
Zhong Tingyue's delicate face blossomed into a smile as beautiful as a flower.
Finally, Chu Fang ate some French fries to fill his stomach, then paid the bill and left.
As dusk settled, New York's prosperity was on full display. After dinner, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue didn't rush back to the hotel but instead strolled around the streets.
Since we've finally come all this way to a foreign country, we should see some of the sights.
Zhong Tingyue linked arms with Chu Fang and strolled slowly down the bustling street.
Because of Zhong Tingyue's exquisitely beautiful, almost perfect Eastern face, foreigners often come to take photos with her.
After taking another group photo, Chu Fang said with a touch of bitterness, "Ms. Zhong is very popular."
In his mind, he was already thinking, "Are you foreigners blind? I agree that Zhong Tingyue is beautiful, but I'm just as good-looking. Why don't you guys come and ask me for a photo?"
Chu Fang believed that his looks were no less than Zhong Tingyue's, but tonight's events dealt him a heavy blow.
Finally, someone came to take a photo with him, and it was a guy! After the photo, he blew Chu Fang a kiss before leaving, which made Chu Fang tremble with fear.
The two walked and entered a small tavern to experience the local culture and scenery.
Just as the two of them sat down, a boy wearing a hoodie, baggy cargo pants, and a baseball cap walked over.
"Oh, man."
The man in the baseball cap walked by, his eyes fixed on Zhong Tingyue, as if he wanted to grab her hand.
Chu Fang blocked the boy in the baseball cap's path and said, "My wife."
"Chinese." The man in the baseball cap stared at Chu Fang, then suddenly twitched his eye, squinting slightly, and said in broken English, "Trash..."
Bang!
Chu Fang kicked the man in the baseball cap directly, and the latter fell to the ground.
The United States is different from China, with its criminal records and numerous legal constraints; it's a place where only the strong survive.
Yu Jun said that when faced with provocation, we should strike back hard.
Chu Fang also liked the local laws and regulations; as long as he donated enough money to the police station, he could act like a big shot there.
The man in the baseball cap fell to the ground, but quickly got up and stared intently at Chu Fang.
In an instant, everyone in the bar turned to look at them.
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