Chapter 492, Sicily
"Sister!" Zhong Yangyang rushed over and hugged Kong Xiyan's arm: "It doesn't seem to be as cold here as I imagined."
"Italy has a Mediterranean climate, with hot, dry summers and mild, rainy winters." Kong Zhishan gave Zhong Yangyang a puzzled look. "Have you learned geography like a dog?"
"I just forgot accidentally!" Zhong Yangyang blinked.
"Why would I forget what I have learned?" Kong Zhishan's eyes were filled with even more confusion.
“?” Zhong Yangyang’s eyes also showed the same confusion.
Is this... human language?
Kong Xiyan, who was sandwiched between the two people, smiled with relief: "I'm relieved to see that you don't have any obvious discomfort from jet lag!"
"I took medicine before boarding the plane, and took another pill during the flight. I slept almost the entire flight." Zhong Yangyang now feels much more energetic.
"That's good. Even if you encountered a hijacking or a disaster, you were able to leave this world without fear or pain." Kong Xiyan nodded.
"Yes, indeed." Kong Zhishan nodded in agreement: "It is very humanitarian."
"???" Zhong Yangyang looked at the two of them, feeling like she was losing track of their train of thought. "I often feel excluded by you because I can't keep up with your thinking."
"Then we should accommodate you a little?" Kong Xiyan asked hesitantly, "Are you hungry? Thirsty?"
"Do you have a headache? Do you have a stomachache?" Kong Zhishan looked at Zhong Yangyang and added, "Put your left finger on the right side of your nose and your right finger on the left side of your ear. I'm checking your cognition."
"..." Zhong Yangyang heard the voice and it took years of education to avoid rolling her eyes in front of the two of them. She just turned around and looked at Chu Xiaoxiao for help.
Help!
Chu Xiaoxiao could only shrug her shoulders and show a helpless expression.
Even Zhong Yangyang couldn't break into the world of geniuses, so she was even less likely to do so.
"Ms. Kong, can we leave now?" The representative who came to pick up Wilson at the airport was a Chinese woman, dressed in a smart suit, with soft facial lines and a firm look in her eyes.
"Okay." Kong Xiyan nodded: "I have a lot of people and luggage with me."
"It's okay, we have sent three commercial vehicles over, please rest assured." The female representative smiled slightly, raised her hand and lightly touched the communication device next to her ear, and gave an order.
After receiving the reply from her subordinates, the female representative made an inviting gesture to Kong Xiyan.
"Sister, how do you know the Wilson family?" Zhong Yangyang was a little curious.
Even she is quite close to the famous Wilson family in Europe.
"I met them while working part-time." Kong Xiyan said casually, "They were my client before."
"The Wilson family is my sister's client?" Zhong Yangyang felt that this combination was a bit strange for a moment, but because she was her sister, it seemed natural.
After all, my sister also has a client in Xingertang.
Thinking of this, Zhong Yangyang didn't ask any more questions and instead took Kong Zhishan's arm.
"Won't you ask more questions?" Kong Zhishan looked at Zhong Yangyang.
"What do you want to ask?" Zhong Yangyang blinked and looked at Kong Zhishan.
"What about the Wilson family and my sister?"
"My sister said it's a part-time job." Zhong Yangyang shrugged.
Seeing Zhong Yangyang accept this answer so easily, Kong Zhishan didn't know how to evaluate Zhong Yangyang's train of thought for a moment.
It's obvious that Zhong Yangyang's thoughts are jumping around, which is very strange!
In December in Italy, European-style buildings light up in the night.
As Christmas approaches, the streets have begun to be decorated, and many intersections seem to be preparing to assemble a huge Christmas tree.
The colorful lights on the wooden stalls on the street flickered, and the signs outside the gift shops displayed various discounts and promotions, with the cursive letters looking very nice together.
Passersby on the street were talking and looked busy with their hands.
The passersby outside Zhong Yangyang's car window narrowed their eyes slightly.
"I heard that if you tie up Italians' fingers, they won't speak." Kong Xiyan's voice rang softly in Zhong Yangyang's ear: "Do you want to try it?"
Zhong Yangyang was also stunned when she heard Kong Xiyan say what she was thinking.
Then, her cheeks flushed and she laughed dryly: "Not good... isn't it a bit impolite?"
Kong Xiyan didn't respond but just shrugged at her.
"Village Chief Xiao Kong, I just looked at the travel guide. There are so many fun things to do here!" Stella's eyes were shining, full of longing for this trip - yes, Damian did not mention the real reason for going to Italy to Stella, he just said that he was taking her on a trip.
By the way, cooperate with Chu Xiaoxiao and Zhong Yangyang in the filming.
Starla agreed without thinking.
She treated Damian's request to dress up in disguise as a filming requirement and accepted it fully.
Seeing her enthusiastic and excited look, Kong Xiyan smiled and nodded: "I'll ask your brother to take you for a good walk later."
"Okay~" Stella then withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at her travel guide with a happy face.
I really didn't expect that she would come to Italy before going to China.
This country combines romance and art.
"Stella, what do you know about this place?" Zhong Yangyang looked at her curiously.
"Hmm..." Stella put the guidebook on her nose and blinked her big, beautiful eyes like a doll: "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily, Cinema Paradiso, The Godfather?"
"The Godfather doesn't count; that's a movie about Italian-American gangsters," Kong Xiyan said. "But if you like watching those, you'll probably like where we're going next."
"where?"
"Sicily." Kong Xiyan reminded him, "But after you go to Sicily, don't mention anything related to France."
"Hmm?" Starla blinked.
"Sicily is the capital of the Italian Mafia, and the Mafia's early slogan was: 'Morto Alla Francia, Italia Anela' - Italy's desire was to eliminate France." The female representative of the Wilson family who came to meet her at the airport answered Starla's question: "There is no such strong hatred towards France in Sicily now. All that is history."
"Oh." Starla nodded, feeling the knowledge enter her head.
The female representative curled her lips and added, "Except the Wilson family."
"Hmm?" Stella blinked and turned to look at Kong Xiyan, who nodded at her and made a gun-pointing gesture with her finger.
Starla took a deep breath when she heard the sound and silently said in her heart, "My Star God!"
What should I do? It seems like they are about to go to a very dangerous place!
So nervous...
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