Chapter 797: The polluted urban air filled with the smell of gasoline
Xiao Peng stretched himself and took a greedy breath of air: "I love this polluted city air filled with the smell of gasoline!"
He could finally get out of that damn hospital! No longer had to endure that weird 'nutritional meal'! But now he still needed to undergo rehabilitation training under Abby's supervision.
But no matter what, not having to lie in the hospital is the greatest enjoyment for Xiao Peng.
"Pfft." Pascal beside him laughed. "I thought you were going to say the air here is so sweet and fresh, so strangely luxurious, and every breath is a pleasure!"
Xiao Peng was stunned: "You know about this too?"
They were talking about a Chinese female student at the University of Maryland who gave a moving speech at her graduation ceremony, which boiled down to "the air in America is fragrant." When this story got back to China, countless people cursed the female student.
Of course, there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and many people think she's right. The most famous comment is: "Why are you scolding her? She's right, the air in America is amazing. It's incomparable to anywhere else in China. Personal freedom and human rights are also true. I really don't understand what's wrong. You have to say that Americans are terrible to be happy? What's the mentality? I think most people who scold her are those who have never been to a developed country."
I applauded Xiao Peng enthusiastically for saying this: This is high-level Versailles literature. There is a strong sense of boasting in the words, which means "I have been to developed countries."
Is the air in the US good? Come to New York and smell the gasoline in the air. Even though the international student's school, the University of Maryland, College Park, is in Washington, D.C., the air there is far worse than the woman's hometown: Kunming, Yunnan, a place filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. The air is countless times better than in Washington, D.C.
Are there any places in the US with good air? There are indeed many. Of the fifty states here, there are fewer states with populations over 10 million than there are cities in China with populations over 10 million... How can the air in many places with vast land and sparse populations be bad?
Of course, if you go to a place with good air quality, you have to learn to tolerate poor infrastructure and inconveniences. Take Richard Branson's private island, for example. The air is undoubtedly incredibly good, but the bathwater has to be sourced from other islands. Is it affordable for those without money? Even if you can afford it, it's certainly inconvenient.
Pascal spread his hands. "How could I not know? After she gave her speech, the entire European media was promoting this story, saying, 'Even the Chinese themselves say how bad their country is, and we're not lying.'"
Xiao Peng laughed. "Any attempt to 'use a single instance to generalize' is simply hooliganism. One person's words and actions can never represent the words and actions of an entire country. There are so many people in your country who criticize us, but there are also those who speak well of us. Who, after all, can represent your country?"
Pascal shook his head and said, "Most people in this world only believe what they want to believe."
"After the incident in Turkey, a group of public intellectuals in our country told me that I should apologize to the people at the International Court of Justice in The Hague for my bad attitude towards him. My words and deeds also represent our country. Oh my god, I didn't know I was so important! You see, I didn't apologize to the people at the International Court of Justice in The Hague, but they apologized to me and fired that guy." Xiao Peng said.
Pascal laughed and said, "Isn't this really a slap in the face of those so-called 'public intellectuals'?"
Xiao Peng curled his lips after hearing this: "You underestimate those 'public intellectuals' too much. They are all shameless. After learning about this, they started saying, 'Look at the quality of Westerners and then look at Xiao Peng's quality. The difference is obvious in the comparison.'"
Pascal said directly: "Who the hell are they?"
"They're nothing in the first place!" Xiao Peng said, "No one has the right to dictate other people's lives. Who do they think they are? They take themselves too seriously and don't take others seriously at all!"
Walter on the side said: "Boss, are we going to stand here and talk?"
Xiao Peng hurriedly said: "Oh, get in the car!"
Alfred helped him open the car door, and Xiao Peng said, "Alfred, you need to pay attention to our visa issue."
"Boss, we've got your visas sorted," Alfred said. "But we still can't get visas for the Luna crew. After all, they all have military backgrounds. The Americans are particularly sensitive to people like them right now, so it's basically impossible for them to enter the country."
Because many crew members on the "Luna" had military experience, the American customs did not approve their visas at all. To be precise, even Xiao Peng's visa would have been difficult to obtain if it were not for Rihanna's help.
Now the "Luna" is still docked in Puerto Rico. The key is that the "Luna" cannot leave now: the Atlantic hurricane season has arrived. Although the first hurricane did not pass through Puerto Rico directly, it also rushed towards Florida along the waters north of Puerto Rico. Even if the "Luna" wants to return to Europe now, it can only stay there.
The parking fee is not cheap at all! Look how stingy they are!
Alfred said, "Boss, don't worry. I've already protested to them. This matter can be resolved quickly. It just so happens that our ship can't come in because of the hurricane. We should be able to enter the country when the hurricane is over. At least we can enter under certain conditions!"
After hearing this, Xiao Peng was too tired to complain.
Conditional entry? God knows what conditions they will give, such as not being able to leave the city where the port is located.
Of course, it is much better than "conditional entry" such as restrictions on leaving the port and restrictions on disembarking the ship.
There was nothing Xiao Peng could do about this matter. After all, Xiao Peng was not arrogant enough to be confident that he could change a country.
After getting in the car, Xiao Peng said, "Where has the confidence of the superpower gone? Such a big country doesn't dare to let a few people in? Where are we going?"
Kasin, who was driving, said, "Boss, we're going to Atlantic City now. Fabian has booked the top floor of the Borgata Hotel. He's waiting for us there."
Xiao Peng was stunned: "Why go to Atlantic City?"
Atlantic City is not in New York or even New York State, but in the neighboring state of New Jersey south of New York State. It is a city famous for its beaches.
Pascal explained, "The Borgata Hotel has two spas, and Abby said you need to do a spa for your physical recovery now."
Xiao Peng's face was filled with anguish. "I almost died in the sea, and you still want me to have a hydrotherapy treatment? What are you thinking?"
Pascal laughed and said, "You admit you almost died in the sea? And yet you're still stubbornly insisting you need to be discharged from the hospital! Okay, let's get going! It's Atlantic hurricane season now, so you can't work even if you want to! Your recovery is more important than anything else!"
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