As late autumn passes, the coldness becomes more and more obvious.

The flight from west to east passed the clouds and gradually descended. In the bright afternoon sunshine, his buzzing body resounded through the streets and alleys called Chengyin City, and finally landed at the airport.

The airport lobby was crowded with people, and passengers dragging their suitcases were in and out for security checks and virus tests. At the exit, a thin foreigner wearing a coat, neck, and a scarf squeezed out quickly.

"Hello, can you let me go first?"

He nodded and smiled politely at the Chinese people traveling towards him, which attracted many people around him to take pictures with their mobile phones or come forward to take photos with him.

"Don't take photos, don't take photos... I'm a Jew, not an American, don't look strange! I'm not a monkey in the zoo! Look, my hair is not strong!"

The weird Chinese pronunciation, exaggerated and humorous words, and gestures made people around them laugh kindly.

The Jews who kept waving their hands to refuse were Harold, who came to China according to the agreement after handling domestic industries from Morosia. As for why they flew to this city, it was because the only one route left in the capital of Morosia.

There were many foreigners in the intercourse. As soon as Harold came out, he spread his hands and shouted.

"Welcome to China!"

A white woman passed by and returned, and dined her arm: "I shouted wrongly. That's what the Chinese people would say only if you welcome you. You said it is not suitable. Who taught me Chinese?"

"A big, sturdy!"

Harold didn't feel embarrassed, so he thanked the other party with a smile, put his hands on his lips and vented a breath of heat, pulled his suitcase and came outside. The road was clean, and all the taxis were waiting for passengers to come and take a taxi on the street opposite. Some drivers who were anxious to get out stood in front of the car and kept waving to the figures coming out.

"The first thing I'll come to China is here to see here." "The fare is clearly marked. If you don't know the place, please accompany you throughout the journey!"

".........The other brothers who came here want to wash their feet and press and touch them. The old driver will lead you. Just 298, please guarantee you to take off!"

Harold was a little confused. He could understand every word, but he couldn't understand what it meant when he said it from these people.

"Why is it different from the Tiger Cult?"

Standing in a daze, he was also thinking about where to go first. At this time, near the airport parking lot, a woman stood on the side of the road and asked the truck master for advice and bargaining the door: "You bully me as a woman, you don't know how to do it, right? When you come, you negotiate the price as much as you want. Don't think that the goods are in your car, so you can raise the price at will. If the rules are broken, be careful, I will call the police!"

"What's wrong with a woman? I, a woman, have been abroad for many years. Everyone comes to see me. This black car driver bullies me a divorced woman. There is no man behind me to support me. I can raise the price at will..."

The driver didn't expect that a woman who looked so weak was so fierce, with her scalp numb and she waved her hand quickly.

"Okay, okay, my aunt, stop calling, just follow the original price, can't I pull it?"

"No, now you are in a bad mood. You will lose fifty! Otherwise..." The woman unbuttoned the buttons of her collar, inserted her hands into her hair and was about to rub it. She was so scared that the driver quickly threw away the cigarette butt and opened the door and got out of the car. This scene is familiar. She often acted on TV. If she made trouble like this, she would have to go into the bureau to ask questions.

He hurriedly got out of the car and quickly urged the woman: "Oh, female Bodhisattva, I'm afraid of you, just think I'm so worried about lard. If I lose 50, I'll cut 50. You can get the goods onto the car!"

“It’s almost the same.”

The woman then tied up her buttons with satisfaction, tidied up her hair, and turned around and shouted that the clerk who helped pick up the goods to move the goods to the truck compartment. Yu Guangli seemed to notice someone was looking at him.

Looking back, her eyes suddenly lit up, "Harold!"

The two store clerks loading there were also a little surprised. When the boss met a foreigner, Harold grinned and unexpectedly, he met an acquaintance he had met in the United States just now.

"Hi, Lan! Long time no see!"

The woman who rushed over from the other side was Li Lan, who had returned from the United States for two months, perhaps experienced some things there. After returning to China, she could not stand the nagging at home and endless requests, so she simply left her hometown and moved out, found this city with international flights, started learning skills in the United States, and opened a beauty salon.

He was very fluent in daily foreign languages ​​and purchased goods from abroad from time to time. At the beginning, he was popular with many women. In more than a month, his business was very good and he also hired several apprentices and clerks.

Seeing an acquaintance from the United States, Li Lan greeted her and exchanged greetings, then looked around, as if she was searching for another person.

"No need to watch it, he hasn't come back!"

Harold shrugged, "Thu doesn't have an ID card and can't even get on the plane. He asked me to come first, help find my hometown, see who else is there at home, and if possible, help him re-register."

"Setting up? He's coming back?"

The woman had joy on her face, and she nodded repeatedly, "It's okay to come back, it's better to come back. Have you booked a hotel? If you don't book, come with me. I'll take you to the city police station to check it out."

As he said that, he pulled up his suitcase and asked the clerk to help him stuff the cargo compartment together, letting them sit behind to take care of the goods, while helping to look at Harold's luggage, and he went to the back of the cab with the other party and sat down.

"Oh, there are foreigners? It's so fuel-consuming~~"

The driver laughed and waved to the Jews coming up, and was knocked on the shoulder by Li Lan, and interrupted: "Shut up, drive, let's go to the police station first."

"Did you lose something? That's OK, but..."

"Don't lose those fifty, hurry up!"

"Okay, you two are ready to sit down, are you?" The driver twisted the keys and started the car slowly turned around and drove onto the highway. In the places of the police station, the drivers were basically familiar with the route. In a short while, they stopped on the road separated by the Chengyin Police Station. Li Lan asked the driver to wait in place, so she called Harold to follow her in.

After arriving for a while, it was the two of them just now, and they asked about the matter. The female policewoman who was handling the business there frowned. This was the first time that this situation happened. She went in and asked for it for a while and said to the two of them:

"I just asked, it is not difficult to settle down again. It's just that what he has done abroad over the years needs to be reported. Wang Ruhu, right? There are many surnames of Wang, and Ruhu rarely has the name Ruhu. I'll check it for you."

The household registration query is connected to the nationwide network, and it is not troublesome to check. The sound of the keyboard is typing, and the screen light shines on the clerk's face, and his eyebrows are frowning.

"The person you are looking for... is very famous. He is from Tongshan Town and is under the jurisdiction of Jiaohe City. Where can you go to apply for household registration? But... his relatives are gone."

"besides......"

The policewoman raised his face and looked at the foreigner and Li Lan outside the glass window.

"...He has re-entered his homework and needs to know whether he has any bad habits, such as whether he has killed someone abroad? We need to evaluate these."

Harold could understand these words, but he was stunned for a moment on the 'kill' and reached out to touch the handkerchief in his arms. Li Lan beat the back of his hand first, gave him a blank look, and smiled on his face and said to the clerk at the counter:

"No...my younger brother is tall and big, but he is very good at heart... Haha, he is very nice, he will hesitate to kill chickens. How dare he kill people!"

hehe.....

Harold next to him looked at the woman who was talking and smiled stiffly.

However, the "good person" in women's mouth.
Chapter completed!