When a beautiful woman is scolded, it often evokes sympathy from those around her.
Chen Qing: "If it keeps making noise, we'll change the carriage."
She didn't specify who switched carriages, but regardless of who did, it wasn't a good thing for Yang Weibin.
So he quieted down.
To be honest, he really couldn't get used to Chinese trains. They had a strange smell, were slow, and had outdated designs. They were nothing like the trains in foreign countries!
At least learn from the Guangzhou-Kowloon Through Train. There's no air conditioning, not even a fan. It's incredibly stuffy.
If it weren't for the fact that China has finally welcomed foreign investment, allowing him to make a fortune here, he wouldn't have chosen to come to this wretched place.
The group of children, who were on the Guangzhou-Kowloon Through Train, finally arrived in the port city.
Pingping: "Get into position and move closer together, I'm going to take a picture."
Everyone did as instructed and moved closer.
Xiaoyu: "Pingping, what are you going to do?"
"I don't need to be in the shot." Pingping focused the image. "One, two, three, smile!"
In the video, the boys and girls smile with youthful exuberance, and there's even a cute little one pouting and acting adorable.
Pingping looked disgusted.
Click—
A photo of them arriving in the port city was taken.
He Yuxiang: "Let's go, get in the car."
My aunt booked the Gangcheng Hotel; it's a large suite with three rooms.
The two people protecting them shared a room, Xiaoyu, Xiaohe, and Pingping shared a room, and the others shared a room.
Xiaoyu pushed open the room door and saw two large beds. She said, "Shall we put the two beds together?"
Yang Yihe: "Okay."
She put down her backpack and was about to help when Xiaoyu deftly closed the two large beds together.
Xiaoyu showed off her arm muscles: "Sister Xiaohe, look, don't I look super handsome?"
Yang Yihe clapped her hands with genuine emotion: "So cool!"
Xiaoyu smiled happily and then excitedly began packing her luggage.
The trip to the port city lasts seven days, which is plenty of time to enjoy.
Xiaoyu went to the mirror to braid her hair. Her hair was long, thick, and shiny black, so braiding it was the easiest thing for her.
Yang Yihe sat to one side, admiring her son, Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu has two jet-black braids draped over her shoulders. Her skin is fair with a rosy glow, her almond-shaped eyes are bright, her nose is high and straight, and her lips are round and full. When she smiles, her face looks like a little heart. She is so sweet.
Click—
Xiao Yu and Yang Yihe turned around at the same time.
Pingping walked away nonchalantly, but secretly she was delighted.
She always felt that Sister Xiaohe loved Sister Xiaoyu deeply.
Finally, the filming is done!
Xiao Yu and Yang Yihe both went with her.
Yang Yihe then tidied Xiaoyu's hair before going out with her to the main hall.
He Yuxiang said, "Let's go downstairs and have lunch first. After lunch, you're free to do whatever you want today. We'll go out together tomorrow."
Mao Mao: "Received!"
He ate his lunch very quickly.
Xiaoyu was stunned: "Where are you going?"
Mao Mao: "I want to buy records."
When Yang Yihe heard him say he needed to spend money, it was as if she had triggered some mechanism. She quickly took out a thousand dollars and gave it to him: "Our hotel can exchange Hong Kong dollars. Is that enough? If not, I'll get you more."
"Yang Yihe!!!" Mao Mao screamed excitedly, "We'll be best friends forever!"
Yang Yihe then gave Youyou and Pingping money, one thousand each.
The siblings were both stunned.
That's a huge sum of money!
My mother gave each of us 50 cents a day as pocket money.
This was the first time the siblings had ever handled so much money.
Yang Yihe: "Go ahead and spend the flowers, if you need more, ask me for more."
Both siblings looked at the older brother.
He Yuxiang: "Thank your sister Xiaohe. Give the money to your brother, and I'll keep it for you."
The siblings thanked him politely and handed the money to their older brother.
Yang Yihe: "..."
never mind.
He Yuxiang would never betray his younger brother and sister.
Yang Yihe then said to Xiaoyu, "Let's go shopping together later."
Xiaoyu: "Okay."
In the afternoon, Yang Yihe and Xiaoyu, along with other girls, went out.
He Yuxiang and Fu Shuyan took the two younger children to the biggest bookstore for a quick shopping trip.
Mao Mao requested to depart alone.
He Yuxiang was quite worried about him: "You can buy records at the bookstore if you come with us."
Mao Mao firmly disagreed, "I want to wander around by myself and see if I can find inspiration."
He Yuxiang: "Then remember to come back early, you must be at the hotel before five o'clock!"
Mao Mao: "Okay."
He first exchanged 1,000 dollars for Hong Kong dollars, and then hailed a taxi.
After getting on the bus, he asked the driver, "Which airports are there that have flights to Russia from here?"
"I don't know either. Let me take you to the biggest airport."
"good."
Mao Mao looked nervously at the scenery outside the car window, with no intention of appreciating it.
When they arrived at the airport, Mao Mao gave him sixty yuan for the fare, which really stung.
That's way too expensive!
Looking up, Mao Mao saw a huge Boeing 707 passenger plane with a deafening roar, pressing down on the clouds in an almost domineering manner. He swallowed hard in fear and quickly walked into the airport.
The lobby was noisy, with Cantonese, English, Mandarin, and Japanese all mixed together. Mao Mao was also searching for a staff member she could talk to.
When asked at the Russian airline counter area, Mao Mao looked at the red hammer and sickle logo, which stood out as particularly solemn and out of place among the many brightly colored airline logos.
The counter was rather deserted, a stark contrast to the long queues forming in front of Pan Am next door.
Mao Mao's heart raced. He stepped forward and asked in fluent Russian, "Excuse me, I'd like to inquire about the price and time of flights from the port city to Moscow."
A slightly plump Soviet female employee saw the blond, blue-eyed handsome man in front of her, and a slight smile appeared on her stiff face. "Okay, I'll check for you."
She flipped through a thick fare booklet, her fingertips tracing the densely packed numbers. "Economy class, earliest available seats are next Wednesday. The fare is $1,200."
"Thank you for telling me this. I haven't been back to China for a long time. I wonder how long this flight will take?"
"Thirty-five to forty-four hours."
"Okay, thank you very much." Mao Mao bowed slightly and left. He found a seat and began to calculate the expenses he and his mother would need to go back to Russia.
A one-way plane ticket costs $4,800 round trip, which is about $7,500. The budget for accommodation and food is about $2,500. Then, we need to prepare for unexpected expenses and the cost of networking to get Mom back to China. At least $20,000 is needed to bring Mom home safely.
Especially in terms of cultivating connections, it might require the help of special channels in Hong Kong to secretly leave China, which would be a huge expense in terms of finding these people.
The money he left with He Yuxiang was at most three thousand, plus the one thousand Yang Yihe gave him, making it four thousand.
Mao Mao scratched her head, walking wearily down the road.
How can he make money?
He has a good voice, and the performing arts troupe was willing to hire him.
If he were to work in a performing arts troupe now, he could earn forty-five a month. Even if he didn't need to spend any money, it would still take him thirty years to save up, which is too slow.
There's another option: set up a stall with He Yuxiang!
Fifty a day.
1,500 a month.
Saving up for a year is enough!
Mao Mao pursed her lips, deciding to work diligently under He Yuxiang's guidance.
Because He Yuxiang offered the highest salary.
His mother has been away from her hometown for over twenty years, and he wants her to come home for a visit. (End of Chapter)
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