What on earth did you say? "
Chen Zhiqian hugged her and comforted himself, saying that as long as he could caress her soft body, he should not worry about it. He said, "The title was just announced. Wait a little longer and it will be out soon."
"Oh oh!" Fan Qi stared at the TV, which was broadcasting a video of Japanese tourists quarreling in a restaurant. Fan Qi felt very strange: "In my previous life, I remember that in Hong Kong, Japanese tourists had a very good reputation. Why is there such news every now and then?"
Moreover, many of Hong Kong's classic songs were adapted from Japanese songs. Unlike the mainland, Hong Kong has always had a good feeling about Japan.
"Isn't this normal?" Chen Zhiqian asked her. "Japan's economy is booming right now. The U.S. economy has been bad since the second oil crisis. Especially since 1979, the Federal Reserve has made an unprecedented interest rate hike to curb high inflation. However, interest rate hikes will lead to higher unemployment. As a result, Japanese cars were smashed and protests against Japanese goods occurred in the United States. Public opinion showed that the lower classes of the American people hated the Japanese. There were incidents of Chinese people being mistaken for Japanese and beaten to death. Walmart was originally a regional retailer. They launched the 'Bring America Home' campaign, calling for people to buy American goods, and won the favor of the public. Without any evidence, the FBI arrested six French executives working for Japanese companies, suspecting them of being spies."
“Such a familiar recipe.”
Chen Zhiqian sighed: "So it is normal for countries and regions that follow the United States to be consistent with their public opinion. Now Japanese tourists are not welcomed around the world. The Plaza Accord has been signed, the yen has begun to appreciate, and the First Semiconductor Agreement has also been signed. It will take some time for Japan's economy to brake. When all measures take effect, Japan's economy will fail, its innovation will be hit, and real estate will plummet. At that time, the news will sympathize with Japan, and the reputation of Japanese tourists will improve. Many times, the incidents are real events, but Japan's economy is so good now, and so many Japanese people travel abroad. With so many people and a large total amount, it is not surprising that some troubles occur. What's the point of quarreling in the street? Is it worth reporting so much? But it is instilled in your mind over and over again, leaving you with a deep impression that the Japanese have poor quality, so signing these agreements is justified. Anyway, it is coming to an end, and the era of high-quality Japanese tourists will soon come."
"Okay!" Fan Qi never thought that a tourist would argue with him and he could speak such a profound truth. It seemed to make sense.
After listening to such profound remarks, the news came out, and Fan Qi couldn't help but admire the Hong Kong paparazzi's lack of bottom line.
In the opening picture, Liao Yazhe is curled up on the ground, Xu Miaoer is talking about something, her face is distorted with nervousness, and Feng Xueming is kicking Liao Yazhe in the butt.
Wasn't it Feng Xueming who beat up Liao Yazhe? But what's the point of saying Liao Yazhe cheated on Feng Xueming's fiancée? Xu Miaoer and Feng Xueming broke up a few months ago. Oh! Who would announce their breakup to the world? So no one knows.
After reading the news, Fan Qi leaned on Chen Zhiqian's chest, pounded his chest and laughed: "Hahaha, Mr. Liao will die of laughter after seeing this news, right? Liao Yazhe can't wash himself clean even if he jumps into the Yellow River."
Liao Yazhe was currently in the bathroom, rubbing his body left and right while taking a shower, and he didn't even hear the phone outside which had been ringing several times in a row.
He wrapped a bath towel around his waist. Since he lived alone in an apartment, he was not in a hurry to get dressed. He picked up the novel he had been reading halfway last night and continued.
He had just turned two pages when he heard the doorbell ring. He walked over and looked through the peephole. Why was his father at the door?
Liao Yazhe opened the door a crack, revealing his upper body: "Dad, wait a minute! I'll put on my clothes."
Liao Jiqing saw no scars on his son's face. He was shirtless and had no scars on his body. He felt relieved. He lowered his head and smiled, "Go!"
Liao Yazhe closed the door, put on a T-shirt and trousers, and came over to open the door.
Liao Jiqing walked in, sat down in the living room, and looked towards Liao Yazhe's bedroom: "Since you plan to be together, there is nothing to hide, let her come out!"
"Ah?" Liao Yazhe was confused and didn't understand what his father was saying.
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