The next day, inside the office.

"King, I've sued those niggers. Matthew handed Wang a copy of the information, "Also, this is the information of the person you want." ”

Wang gradually took the information, and remembered the young man in his mind again.

To tell the truth, this person is the most ferocious Asian he has ever seen in New York.

Moreover, it was the first to use "China" as a nickname for others to call it.

This couldn't help but make Wang gradually feel good.

He opened the file and looked at the "China mac" material.

Well, it's no surprise that this teenager grew up in a family with a gang background.

Affected by this, the young China mac had various bad deeds such as fighting and stealing guns.

Seeing this, Wang gradually frowned slightly.

However, this third-generation Chinese immigrant is beyond reproach on racial issues, except that his background is not very clean.

Because of the grievances between the Cripple Gang and the Chinese, he undoubtedly became closer to the Blood Gang.

In addition to this, he did not allow the people around him to say discriminatory words such as "chink" and "ching chong".

Of course, the methods used are a little bit violent.

"A rapper with a gang background?" Wang gradually shook his head, a little regretful.

"I've just turned 14 years old, and I'm already hopeless, which is really a pity. ”

Matthew shrugged his shoulders and said in a very nonchalant tone: "This kind of person is very common among the young poor in America. ”

"Mixing on the streets, committing crimes with guns, and going to prison are already their fate. ”

"Forget it. Wang gradually closed the document and threw it on the table casually, "Try not to let those few black communities work, I want to see them actually go to prison." ”

"Rest assured, in addition to 'racism', they have a whole bunch of stains. Matthew stood up, "The bottom line is that they can't afford to pay bail." ”

Wang gradually nodded, watched Matthew leave, and then greeted Tom.

Tom looked at Wang gradually with a puzzled expression, "Wang, there is a technology company that has sent representatives to seek cooperation. ”

They say they can give the work on the website an additional way to promote it. ”

"Which company?" Wang gradually raised his eyebrows, "What propaganda channel?"

"Uh," Tom hesitated, but said, "Apple." ”

They said they hoped to set up an audio company with the website to promote it with paid voices. ”

"They came up with the equipment and set up a recording studio in New York. The price is the exclusive right to broadcast the audio for a certain period of time. ”

"As for the proceeds from the broadcast of the work, they don't ask for it. ”

"Apple, the Apple that is about to be delisted?" Wang gradually picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, "They haven't figured out the computer yet, why did they think of audio again?"

"I heard that this suggestion was made by Steve Jobs, a consultant who had just returned to the company. Tom pulled out something the size of a palm.

"This is an audio player created by Apple Labs that they want to promote very much. ”

Wang gradually took this thing and played with it casually.

"Hehe, I can't get the copyright of the song, so I hit the idea on it. ”

"What is Apple's market capitalization, I really think it's Sony!"

"What then. Tom looked at Wang Jian, "Reject their offer?"

"Why refuse? Anyway, we have nothing to lose. Wang gradually put the machine in the drawer, "Reply to them, you can try." However, the personnel-related expenses have to be paid by Apple. ”

"We only issue authorization, and we also have to send financial personnel to count the relevant income. ”

Meanwhile, the Bronx District.

China mac, who had just taught a few blind black and white children, hid the pistol in a secret location.

"Hmph, do you really think that Chinese people are soft bones? If it weren't for the fear that my mother would be sad, I would have shot them with one shot. ”

A 14-year-old Asian teenager walks slowly towards home with a book in his hand.

His father is a second-generation immigrant and a gang member.

Because of the crime, he is currently absconding, and he and his mother are the only ones left in the family.

His mother was smuggled over more than ten years ago, preparing to work for her younger brother to earn money for the bride price.

Unexpectedly, after the snake went ashore, he wanted to control these women to carry out illegal activities, but he was rescued by his father.

After her father fled, her mother, who could not speak English, had to work in low-paying jobs.

As a result, China mac had to take to the streets and find a way to get some money.

And he has been mixed with the bottom all the year round, except for violence, he can only rely on music.

""I am the Grand Master", I have heard about it for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be written by Chinese. China mac muttered a few words, and then knocked on the door of the apartment.

"Mom, I'm back. He shouted.

"When I came back, I ate quickly and then learned Chinese. A middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen and said loudly.

"We live in the United States, why do we have to learn Chinese?" China Mac complained quietly.

"You can't forget your roots!" his mother looked to the east, her eyes flickering for a moment.

Whenever I see this expression of my mother, China

Macs are always sad.

"Well, got it, Mom. He picked up the book in his hand and shook it, "This book is written by a Chinese writer. Later, I'll use it as a textbook and try to translate it. ”

"Well, good son. Mom handed him a pair of chopsticks, "It's okay if the translation is not good, but you must work hard to learn Chinese." ”

Half an hour later, inside the bedroom of China Mac.

The 14-year-old boy watched "I Am an Archmage" and felt a throbbing pain in his head.

The book is good, and it is very refreshing to read.

But it is too difficult to convert into Chinese.

"China mac, what are you thinking? At your level, you still want to translate so many words?"

He lay on the bed in distress, and couldn't help but think of his mother's appearance.

"Is there any way to fool this matter through without making my mother sad?"

China mac looked at the Chinese books his mother prepared for him and actively used his brain.

"With the fewest words and the most content, it is not enough for my mother, who used to be a representative of high school Chinese classes, to find out. ”

He flipped through the books on the table and suddenly saw one hundred Tang poems and three hundred.

Yes, there is poetry in Chinese, which can best summarize the language.

As for the various rules that Mom said, it doesn't matter if it's just a fool anyway.

With such an idea, the young man picked up "I Am the Archmage" and read it seriously.

He no longer has to worry about English words and Chinese writing, and he naturally looks fast.

"Haha, it's so interesting! Eating corn to dominate the other world and defeat the gods and demons, this story is very good!"

Moments later, China Mac sat at his desk, recalling the content of the story, and began to stumble to write what his mother called "oil poems".

"I eat corn, I am the most dazzling, and the gods and demons bow down to the heavens and the earth.

Many beautiful women came to me, but I pretended not to see it..."

After writing, China mac read it in Chinese.

Not to mention, it's quite smooth, and it actually feels like a rap.

He thought about it and translated Chinese into English.

Of course, he grew up in the United States, and this time it was much easier.

China mac read English again and couldn't help laughing.

This kind of thing is very interesting and smooth, read it yourself, and there is actually a . A "fuck the police" feeling.