As soon as Jia Erhu and Zhao Jiawei left the office, Liz called Zhao Jiawei and said that Lisa Bella had arranged for her to enter a private middle school and she could also live on campus.
She asked Zhao Jiawei if she could continue to stay in Olivia's apartment.
Of course Zhao Jiawei understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "Is it better to live on campus if you can? Olivia is not my girlfriend. I don't go there often, and there are often men there. Come."
Liz asked: "Can I rent an apartment next to the school?"
Zhao Jiawei said: "You'd better live on campus first, okay? Study, and I'll ask Miss Taylor to recommend you to Federal University later." Liz nodded and said, "I'll listen to you, come see me when you have time."
"Okay. ." Zhao Jiawei introduced Liz's situation to Jia Erhu while walking towards the parking lot.
Jia Erhu said nothing, just sighed.
After the two got in the car, Zhao Jiawei drove the car and said: "Brother, I still haven't considered Mrs. Williams's matter.
You too, if you encounter similar situations in the future There is no need to be so protective of me.
After all, in the eyes of Mrs. Williams, although we are twin brothers, our personalities and characteristics are completely different. It’s all what she needs. Your reluctant support of me made him look down on our brothers.”
Jia Erhu explained: “I really feel that you are running for president. That's right, at least for us brothers."
Zhao Jiawei looked at Jia Erhu with a bit of surprise and said with a bitter smile: "How is that possible? After thinking about what Mrs. Williams said carefully, I really think your strategy is the right one."
At this moment, a young black man suddenly appeared on the road, grabbed the backpack of a middle-aged man with an oriental face, and ran away.
The man actually shouted in Eastern dialect while chasing: "My bag! Catch the thief, catch the robber——"
The passerby next to him actually stretched his legs , tripped him directly and knocked him to pieces with a plop.
The middle-aged man was frightened and thought he had met the robber's companion. He lay on the ground and turned around to take a look, which caused a burst of laughter from passers-by.
It was only then that he realized that these white people, black people, and even Hispanics regarded him as a joke.
The black young man who robbed began to run away. After hearing the laughter of passers-by behind him, he looked back, laughed too, and slowed down his pace.
When Zhao Jiawei saw this, he parked the car directly on the side of the road, opened the door and got out of the car, and stood in front of the black youth without saying a word.
The black young man was stunned for a moment when he turned around and saw Zhao Jiawei. He immediately turned around and was about to go around Zhao Jiawei. Zhao Jiawei flew over and kicked the guy directly in the waist.
The guy flew out sideways and fellHe rolled on the ground a few more times, and the bag in his hand fell out of his hands. He lay on the ground and groaned in pain.
"Bruce Lee!"
Many Westerners refer to the Kung Fu of Eastern countries as Bruce Lee, instead of regarding Zhao Jiawei as Bruce Lee.
The middle-aged man immediately got up when he saw this. When he picked up his bag from the ground, it was like a thief stealing someone else's bag. After picking up the bag, he turned around and ran away without even saying thank you.
The guy who had just stretched his leg to trip him turned pale with fright when he saw Zhao Jiawei walking over. When he was about to turn around and run away, he suddenly saw Zhao Jiawei change his direction and face the man with the eastern face directly. The middle-aged man chased after him and breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged man had just run to another road across the street. As soon as he turned a corner, he suddenly found a person in front of him blocking him. He looked up and saw that it was the expressionless Zhao Jiawei.
He hugged the bag tightly subconsciously, and suddenly realized that Zhao Jiawei was the one who had just kicked the black young man away. Then he nodded hurriedly and said "thank you", turned around and left again.
Zhao Jiawei went up without saying a word and stretched his legs. With a plop, the middle-aged man fell down again, but he hugged his bag tightly.
Zhao Jiawei asked: "Is this bag yours?"
The middle-aged man nodded palely: "Yes, it's mine."
Zhao Jiawei asked again: "Have you just come to the West?"
The middle-aged man got up from the ground and kept nodding: "Yes."
"Hand your passport Show me."
The middle-aged man said: "Lost, lost."
Zhao Jiawei said: "How can you survive without a passport? How about I take you to the embassy? "
The middle-aged man quickly shook his head: "I came from the border. I heard that if you have a passport, you will be deported, so we all tore up our passports."
Zhao Jiawei again. He asked: "Are you guilty of corruption?"
"No, no." The middle-aged man explained: "I am an ordinary worker in China. I have always heard that the West is developed and full of gold. , working casually, one year can equal the income of several years in China. Even if it is the same income, the exchange rate is 1:7, so we moved to Mexico and then entered the Western country through the border wall.”
Zhao Jiawei shook his head: "The Eastern Kingdom is already the second largest economy in the world, and the largest manufacturing country. The manufacturing industry in the Western Kingdom has moved overseas, and no one in the Western Kingdom can find a job. An ordinary Workers came here to look for work?"
After that, he turned and returned to the car.
Tell Jia Erhu about the middle-aged man, spit, and drove away directly.
Jia Erhu shook his head disdainfully: "Just like what happened just now, if it were me, I would first catch the black young man. As long as he hands over the bag, I won't do anything.
After all thisThere were so many people watching, and I was worried that doing it myself would deepen their hatred of Orientals, which would be counterproductive.
But you showed powerful kung fu, which made them all stunned. I believe that if they encounter similar oriental faces again, I am afraid they will not be as unscrupulous as before.
And how you treat that middle-aged man, I will definitely not trip him up. Although I know he is a stupid stowaway, he is my compatriot after all.
I will even comfort him a few words, leave him a phone number, and ask him to call me when he is in trouble. This will make him feel that he is lucky, and at least he can meet good people in the West. , and then you will always live in the abyss of self-deception.
But what you did was to teach him how to behave and let him know that no matter how good the Western Country is, it does not belong to him.
His happiness will only come from his own motherland.
This is the difference between the two ways of doing things. I am more rational and you are more direct.
But as far as today's matter is concerned, I think your way of handling it is far better than my way. "Recent transcoding has been serious, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you