Chapter 493

Just at this moment,

the "Observation and Reflection" program on TV began to broadcast the report on the Los Angeles chaos.

The eyes of Li Jiaoshou's family of three were involuntarily attracted to it.

As the raging fires, chaotic streets, and crowds looting everywhere on the screen came into view, the smiles of Li Jiaoshou's family gradually stiffened.

"This... how is this possible?"

Shu Ping frowned: "This program must be talking nonsense, how could the US be so chaotic? It must be to attract attention, deliberately edited like this."

Li Jiaoshou's face became very ugly. He stared at the TV and said firmly: "That's right, this is absolutely slander. The US has always been a society ruled by law, orderly; how could such a situation occur? The American scholars I know from academic exchanges all live stable lives, and the society is very harmonious. This program must be randomly piecing together materials to mislead the audience."

Subsequently, the report mentioned the long-standing racial conflicts and social class clashes in American society.

After hearing this, Li Jiaoshou snorted disdainfully: "This is all nonsense. The US advocates freedom and equality; how could there be such serious conflicts? I think this program is deliberately smearing the US."

The family looked at the images on the TV; although their hearts were full of shock, they were still unwilling to believe the facts before them.

"No matter what, our plan to go to the US cannot change."

Li Jiaoshou put down his chopsticks and said firmly, "We are about to start a new life, and we cannot be influenced by these false reports."

His wife and Shu Ping looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

In their hearts, the US was still that ideal country full of infinite possibilities, the happy land they were about to rush to.

Although the images on the TV made them feel suspicious, their yearning and expectation for the US had long been deeply rooted in their hearts.

They firmly believed that selling the courtyard house and going to the US would definitely allow them to live the beautiful life they dreamed of.

On the other side,

a certain giant state-owned enterprise,

internally, was holding a meeting for a "group visit to the US for inspection".

In the conference room, the projector was projecting introduction materials for American companies on the screen.

"General Manager Zhao, the American companies we have selected this time are all top-tier in the international industry, and they have aspects worth learning from in terms of management models and technological innovation..."

"We have already negotiated the inspection itinerary with the other party..."

State-owned enterprise executive General Manager Zhao sat in the main seat, fingers tapping lightly on the table, his eyes seemingly focused on listening to his subordinates report on the itinerary for the study and inspection trip to the US, but his thoughts had long drifted away.

He was calculating his own little plan in his heart, figuring out how to use this inspection opportunity to realize the secret and burning idea in his heart—to stay in the US, even if it meant being an undocumented immigrant.

He had heard of people who would give up everything just to stay in the US.

In his imagination, the streets of the US were full of opportunities, and one could make a fortune doing anything.

At this time, his assistant knocked on the table: "Everyone, you all know how strict the domestic requirements for the inspection team are; I hope everyone will not leave the inspection team privately and play at disappearing..."

Others nodded one after another:

"Of course not!"

"We all have families; who would run away."

"Right."

General Manager Zhao remained calm on the surface, speaking righteously: "Everyone present has extreme revolutionary enthusiasm; I believe no one will do such a shameful thing!"

The meeting continued...

After the meeting ended,

General Manager Zhao returned home.

"You're back, have you eaten? I'll go heat up some food for you."

His wife saw him return home and hurried to the kitchen.

General Manager Zhao looked at his wife, a yellow-faced woman, and an inexplicable irritability surged in his heart.

He looked at his son in the room again and frowned. His son's academic performance had always been mediocre, and he looked dull and stupid on weekdays; how come he didn't inherit his own cleverness?

General Manager Zhao felt more and more annoyed, and his yearning for the US became stronger.

His wife came out of the kitchen with the heated food: "Old Zhao, a program aired on TV today called 'Los Angeles Chaos'; that America looks very chaotic, with looting and burning everywhere..."

"Hmph!" Before his wife could finish, General Manager Zhao sneered disdainfully, "What do you know? That must be the program editing blindly, deliberately smearing the US. The academic exchanges I participated in, communicating with American experts, there's no such thing at all..."

"These things on TV are all to attract attention, specifically picking extreme situations to report; they can't be taken seriously."

His wife opened her mouth, wanting to say something more, but seeing General Manager Zhao's full impatience, she finally swallowed her words.

The "Los Angeles Chaos" program aired its first part; although it influenced some citizens, for those who firmly believed in the American lighthouse and wanted to immigrate to the American lighthouse, their determination remained unshakable.

They would only think that the domestic side was smearing the foreign side.

They were still firmly making immigration preparations; they wanted to enjoy that free and sweet air.

In a flash, a week passed.

"Los Angeles Chaos (Part 2)" officially aired.

This time, the program team focused on analyzing the racial classification and historical origins of the US... allowing the national audience to understand the US at a deeper level.

And at this time,

after many twists and turns, Li Jiaoshou's family of three finally sold the courtyard house and, carrying infinite longing for a new life, boarded a flight to San Francisco.

When arriving at San Francisco airport, the fatigue of the journey did not reduce the excitement in their eyes at all.

Take a deep breath.

Ah~~~

"This free and sweet air!"

Daughter Shu Ping made a sound of praise.

And this stupid performance of their family of three immediately attracted the attention of three old Chinese people lying in ambush at the airport entrance.

Dao Ge, Heipi, and Xiaojun's eyes lit up.

"Fat sheep!!!"

Dao Ge's face was instantly filled with smiles, and he took a few quick steps to greet them.

He spoke in broken but enthusiastic Chinese, gesturing as he spoke:

"Yo!"

He looked Li Jiaoshou's family up and down,

"You guys look like you're from back home, right?"

Li Jiaoshou had just arrived in the US and was full of beautiful fantasies about everything in the US.

This person before him must be a high-quality American Chinese!

"Hello, hello!"

Li Jiaoshou was respectful and enthusiastic.

Dao Ge saw this and was even happier in his heart; this was definitely a big idiot!

Dao Ge: "You guys just arrived in the US, right?"

Li Jiaoshou: "Yes, yes."

Dao Ge hurriedly patted his own chest: "Where are you going? I'll take you."

Li Jiaoshou was a bit embarrassed: "Wouldn't that trouble you?"

Dao Ge: "How could it... we are all Chinese in the US, helping others is a tradition..."

Li Jiaoshou heard this and thought to himself: Sure enough, Americans have high quality!

"That's great, we are new here and not very familiar with this place."

"Not familiar? No problem, I'll help you!... Come, give me the luggage first, put it in the car, I'll drive you to your destination... By the way, where are you going? Tang Renjie?"

Dao Ge kicked Heipi and Xiaojun: "Why aren't you coming to help yet... Sorry, my two little brothers are a bit silly, but they are kind-hearted..."

Li Jiaoshou's family of three had no defenses, or rather, they had anchored the quality of the US too high, and safely handed their luggage to Dao Ge and the other two.

Dao Ge and the two took the luggage, walked out with full obsequiousness leading Li Jiaoshou's family, walked to a car, and Dao Ge said with a smile:

"You guys wait here for a moment, we'll put the luggage away and take you to where you need to go immediately."

Li Jiaoshou's family stood in place full of gratitude, not noticing anything unusual at all.

But in the blink of an eye, after the three put the luggage away, they got into the car.

Stepped on the gas, and drove away in a cloud of dust.

Spewing a large amount of exhaust, covering the three of them in it.

Li Jiaoshou's family of three was instantly dumbfounded. "Ahhhh~~~"

Shu Ping screamed: "Why did they run away? Our luggage!"

His wife also panicked: "How could they do this... what should we do now, all our belongings are in there!"

Li Jiaoshou was also stunned, not reacting for a moment.

After half a minute, they finally woke up from this "high-quality nightmare".

"Let's go find the police!"

"The US is a country ruled by law, it can definitely be solved."

They hurriedly went to find the airport police. Li Jiaoshou anxiously described the situation to the police, but the police looked impatient and replied in English:

"There are things like this every day, you Easterners are just idiots!"

Li Jiaoshou heard this and was furious: "Aren't you guys high quality? Why this attitude!"

!

The police sneered, shrugged, and turned to leave.

The family of three stood at the airport entrance, angry and anxious, their full expectations instantly turning into bubbles.

His wife was full of frustration: "I thought we could live a good life after coming here, what should we do now?"

Li Jiaoshou looked at the departing vehicle and the indifferent police, feeling anger, fury, disbelief, and hatred all at once...

His worldview also completely collapsed at this moment.

The America he had been thinking about, the beautiful fantasies of so-called freedom, equality, and high quality, shattered into a pile of residue under the impact of reality.

Shu Ping couldn't help but cry: "This is completely different from the America we thought of!"

Free and sweet air!

Sniff sniff sniff~~~

On the other side,

after careful preparation, General Manager Zhao led the inspection team and finally arrived in San Francisco.

As soon as he got off the plane, the seemingly prosperous scene made General Manager Zhao's idea of staying in the US even stronger.

Now staying in the hotel to adjust to the jet lag,

after waking up, General Manager Zhao took advantage of his colleagues being fast asleep and tiptoed away dragging his luggage, which contained the savings and important documents he had accumulated over the years.

He left the hotel in a hurry.

"Finally free!"

General Manager Zhao almost shouted.

He fully believed that from now on, he would open a glorious chapter for himself in the US.

Soon, after the colleagues of the inspection team discovered that General Manager Zhao had disappeared, the pot exploded. "

"What's going on with this General Manager Zhao?"

"He actually ran away!"

"This has harmed us miserably; the domestic side will definitely hold us accountable!"

The entire inspection team was in a mess.

On the other side, General Manager Zhao was carrying his money, thinking of finding a cheap place to hide first, so as not to be found by his colleagues or the police and be deported.

He hid and hid, and stumbled into the African American district.

In broad daylight, the streets were full of chaotic atmosphere.

Soon, a group of teenage Black guys discovered something wrong with him and surrounded him.

Their eyes were full of greed.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, hand over the money!"

The leading guy said viciously.

General Manager Zhao tightened his grip on his bag and suitcase, scolding:

"What do you want to do? This is robbery!"

He thought that in this America, everyone was high quality, and if he scolded them, they would automatically retreat.

Who knew it would trigger the laughter of the Black guys.

"Haha, here, we call the shots!"

The guys swarmed up; General Manager Zhao struggled desperately but was outnumbered.

In the chaos, he was hit hard on the head with a stick, his eyes went black, and he fainted.

When General Manager Zhao woke up slowly, it was already night, a few hours later.

He found himself in rags, all his clothes stripped off, leaving only his underwear, and his money and documents had vanished.

He struggled to get up, his whole body aching, his heart full of fear and disbelief:

"Why is the US so chaotic?"

"Why?!"

General Manager Zhao roared in his heart.

He dragged his weak body and staggered forward on the street, suddenly seeing police patrolling ahead.

He seemed to have grabbed a straw for survival, hurriedly rushed over to ask for help: "Mr. Police, save me, I was robbed!"

The white police officer looked at him coldly up and down, then began to interrogate him.

When he found out that General Manager Zhao was an undocumented immigrant, his face instantly became fierce.

"Illegal stay!"

The white police officer swung his baton and hit General Manager Zhao.

Six hits in one second!

Beating the American soul out of him!

General Manager Zhao was in so much pain he rolled on the ground: "Stop hitting, stop hitting!"

After the white police officer finished hitting, he looked at him disdainfully and walked away.

General Manager Zhao lay on the ground in despair.

"What about the promised lighthouse of freedom?"

"Why is it so dark here!"

At this time, a kind-hearted Chinese person drove by, saw the situation, asked about his situation, and finally gave him a suggestion:

"Hurry to the Umbrella Company in Tang Renjie; they are famous good people, maybe they can help you."

After hearing this, General Manager Zhao's eyes rekindled a glimmer of hope, and he dragged his scarred body and staggered toward Tang Renjie.

Soon, he arrived in Tang Renjie and, under the guidance of the Chinese, arrived at the Umbrella Property Company building.

Soon,

the message was passed to Following Xiao Fu.

"From the East? Escaped, want to stay in the US? Undocumented?"

"Yearning for the US?"

After hearing this, Following Xiao Fu curled his lips.

He remembered Director Guan Zu's instructions and hooked his finger at his little brother: "Give him 10,000 USD, sign a usury loan, and also an organ donation consent form..."

Run-people naturally need to be matched with a run-people package!

After dealing with this "General Manager Zhao",

not long after,

the little brother came to report again, saying that a family of three immigrants had been robbed by Chinese people at the airport, and having heard of the Umbrella Company's reputation, they wanted to come and ask for help.

Following Xiao Fu waved his hand: "Old rules, give them a usury loan package too... also, get them a dishwashing package!"

"Don't they like being run-people? Then let them be enough!"

The little brother chuckled evilly: "Yes! Boss!"

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ps: I don't know if readers like this kind of run-people plot. This is the last chapter; the follow-up will return to the Hong Kong main line and daily plots.

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