Chapter 157: This World of Faces

After the two drank wine and wandered around the two residential areas one after another, they watched the sun begin to set, and then began to walk back;

According to Jefferson, it is better for wanderers to live after the sun, and once they are not protected by the sun, they may be hurt by the evil of humanity lurking in the darkness at any time.

Yang Zhu followed his advice very obediently, and on the way back at the store that was willing to sell their liquor, he spent all his "savings" and bought a few more cans of beer and a large bag of snacks.

After chattering for half the night, the two went to bed early.

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The next day, Jefferson got up early for the first time: "Hey! Yang, hurry up!"

Yang Zhu was returning to his senses in the pile of papers, and opened his eyes lazily when he heard the words: "My friend, why did you get up so early today?"

Jefferson was a little thief and held a few beer cans on the ground in his arms, and then opened the roller shutter door with his foot: "Hurry up and help, dispose of these beer cans and snack bags." ”

Yang Zhu didn't know why, but looking at his somewhat frightened expression like a child who had done something wrong, he had to do it, and the two of them went in and out a few times, and after roughly disposing of the garbage made last night, the tension on Jefferson's face slowly subsided;

Yang Zhu asked curiously, "Brother, what's wrong, why are you so nervous?"

Jefferson asked, sniffed in the west, and then pulled the roller shutter door higher: "I forgot to tell you, the [Wanderer's Home] organization has a clear rule that the wanderers they help must not drink too much, otherwise they will no longer help;"

"Uh...... You also come out, unzip your clothes, and slap them a few times, so that there should be no smell of alcohol on you. ”

Yang Zhu looked at Jefferson, who was unbuttoning his clothes like a big gray moth and constantly fluttering his arms, and was a little funny:

"Please, man, we've only had 6 beers together, and this can also be called alcoholism?"

"Also, it's been almost ten hours, and the smell of alcohol has long since dissipated, what are you doing so nervous?"

Jefferson looked at the sky outside, it should be around nine o'clock, and it was indeed a constant time before they finished drinking, but he still urged Yang Zhu to dance the "Gray Moth Dance" with him:

"Hey, Yang, you have to believe me, Jeff's little has a nose smarter than a dog, I bet she can smell the alcohol you smelled last month;"

"If you don't do it with me, they won't help you, don't regret it!"

Yang Zhu was a little helpless, so he had to do it, so the two homeless men on the street spun around in circles like grizzly bears dancing, which was quite eye-catching, and I didn't know what kind of performance art these idle and boring people played.

Yang Da...... "No, Yang Zhu, and Jefferson, what are you doing?" said Prince Lin's voice;

I saw him standing in front of a half-old Chevrolet, looking at the two of them with flapping arms in amazement.

"Hey, man, you're here so early?"

Jefferson greeted him, then remembered something, and hurriedly asked:

"What time is it?"

Prince Lin took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "Nine o'clock." ”

Jefferson breathed a sigh of relief, then leaned closer to his clothes and sniffed them, as if he felt that it was about the same, and slapped them a few more times before pulling them up.

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10:5 a.m.;

In the small warehouse, there are two more young Americans, a man and a woman;

After communicating with Jefferson, the girl in a denim shirt and a ponytail walked a few steps, came to Yang Zhu and looked at him, and a gentle smile appeared on her slightly rounded face:

"Hello Yang, I'm your new friend Jeff and a member of the [Wanderer's House];"

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

Yang Zhu swept the young man behind Jeff, a trace of fear appeared on his somewhat dull face, his body shrank back as if a nerve reflex, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.

Seeing Yang Zhu's expression, Jeff first complained to the young man behind him: "Ryan, you scared our new friend!"

The young man named Ryan shrugged helplessly as if he had received a great grievance, then took a few steps back and talked to Lin Tu on the side.

Seeing Ryan leave, Jeff was like a kindergarten teacher, first made a few naughty expressions and humored a few words, and then got to the point:

"Yang, can I know how many years you've been in the United States?"

Yang Zhu thought for a moment, then hesitated: "It's been four years." ”

Jeff continued, "Can I know how long you've been a wanderer?"

Yang Zhu pretended to be thinking: "It's been almost a year." ”

Jeff smiled encouragingly, "Very well, that's a good start; ”

I asked a few very simple questions one after another, such as what I ate this morning, how old I am this year, which nationality I am from, etc.;

Yang Zhu also cooperated and gradually increased the fluency of his answers, but he was a little vigilant in his heart, this girl is studying psychology?

As expected, the next questions will start to increase in sensitivity and get to the substance.

Sure enough, after a few more relatively simple, but progressively sensitive, questions, Jeff asked:

"Can I know what you used to do?"

Yang Zhu had already finished his abdomen, looked at Jeff, who had been paying attention to his eyes and facial expressions, and said with a demeanor that gradually let go of his embrace: "I used to be a cook. ”

Jeff seemed gentle and casual, but he didn't leave Yang Zhu much time to think, and asked, "Which restaurant is it in?"

Yang Zhu showed a little nostalgia on his face, and without hesitation, he made up the name of a non-existent restaurant in Chinatown, he knew that the other party would not check, all the other party needed was his own reaction expression.

Sure enough, Jeff made a surprised expression: "XX Chinese restaurant, I've been there, the food there is delicious, well, I like to eat Chinese food, but why did you lose this job?"

Yang Zhu hesitated slightly, and then said with some frustration:

"Because I once got into a verbal altercation with a racist drunk outside a hotel, and ended up in a physical altercation,"

"And it's good to die, that drunkard is still a thug in a local gang;"

"Later, the gangster brought people to find fault several times, and although the boss bleed and found someone to mediate, I was still fired by the boss. ”

Jeff looked at Yang Zhu's slightly decadent eyes, showing pity, as she often mingled with sociology students, she naturally knew that although Huaxia Street looked very prosperous, the social and ecological environment in private was extremely chaotic;

Although after observation, the danger of Yang Zhu has been basically ruled out, she still asked as usual:

"But as far as I know, although the salary of a chef is far less than that of a chef, but in the United States, Chinese cuisine is very popular, your business in Huaxia restaurants is very good, your income should be good, as long as you don't spend it randomly, your savings should be enough for you to find another job, how can you become a wanderer?"

Yang Zhu seemed to be speechless, and was silent for a while, and finally let out a long breath:

"Because I don't have a U.S. citizen ID, no one will accept me except Huaxia Street;"

Looking at Jeff, who was slightly surprised, Yang Zhu smiled bitterly:

"That's right, I'm a stowaway. ”

"Every day, I squeeze into my boss's house with others, go to work in my boss's van with my colleagues in the morning, and go back to my boss's house to sleep in the same van at night. ”

"In the four years I've been in the United States, I've hardly ever stepped out of Huaxia Street,"

"So, when I was fired by my boss and had no way to go back to China, and I ran into a wall in search of a job, what else could I do but wait to spend all my savings and become a wanderer?"

Jeff is not surprised, it is no secret that snakeheads are prevalent in places such as Huaxia Street, Island Country City, Stick City and Cactus City.

If the police are willing to raid and check, at least 15-20% of the people in these places have neither valid passports nor American citizen IDs, and these people with the "American dream" in their hearts can only be used as cattle and horses after coming here, controlled and exploited by their own compatriots, although far less miserable than the black slaves at the beginning, but also live a very poor and oppressive life.

Next, Jeff asked Yang Zhu if he had any experience with XD and alcoholism, and Yang Zhu denied them one by one;

After first showing his apologies to Yang Zhu, Jeff asked Ryan, who was chatting with Lin Tu, to come over and untie Yang Zhu's clothes to see if there were any pinholes in his arms and abdomen;

Although he was a little surprised that Yang Zhu, as a wanderer, did not have dry folds on his body like others, he immediately gave himself an answer based on the difference in race and personal physique.

Seeing Yang Zhu's docile and cooperative appearance, Jeff felt that there was no need to ask any more, he was just checking the dangers and hidden dangers of the rescued, not those disgusting FBIs;

So he stretched out his right hand without disgust: "Yang, congratulations, you have passed our audit, we will be true friends in the future, we will arrange a suitable residence for you before tomorrow afternoon, and provide you with corresponding training and materials, so that you can deal with those police." ”

Yang Zhu showed a look of surprise at the right time, and then said hesitantly:

"Thank you for your kindness! But can you just put me around here?"

Looking at Jefferson on the side, Yang Zhu said in a whisper: "I get along well with Jefferson, if I can, I don't want to be too far away from my friend." ”

Jeff smiled: "I'm glad you can be friends with Jefferson, I'm sure you two will never be alone together." ”

"As for your request, I don't think it's a big deal, anyway, there are a lot of vacant shops and houses around here. ”

Jefferson couldn't help but smile when he heard Yang Zhu being so "attached" to himself:

"Jeff little angel, don't worry, with me, Yang will be safe!"

Jeff glanced at him angrily, and then said to Yang Zhu: "Yang, Jefferson is a very good friend, but you must remember that you must not be led into a drunkard by him, you must know that as a wanderer, once you get drunk, no one dares to guarantee that something terrible will happen." ”

Looking at Jefferson, who was muttering disbelieving, Yang Zhu nodded heavily: "Thank you for your advice, I will remember, in fact, I don't like to drink." ”

Jeff nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards Frye at the door, Frye saw her coming, and immediately shouted to her excitedly: "Hey, Jeff, I have decided to be Lin's introducer, he is a real gentle benevolent, and he deserves to be a person with more than two years of social experience, he has given me a lot of opinions and ideas, I think it is very good!!"

"Oh?"

Jeff glanced at Lin Tu, who was dressed more plainly, but his temperament was quite different from ordinary people.

Looking at his slightly feminine face, but with quite handsome facial features, a trace of doubt in his eyes quietly dissipated, and was replaced by watery spring eyes:

"Lin, can you tell me about it?" said Jeff with a smile like a flower, looking like a nymphomaniac.

Seeing this, Yang Zhu, who was silently observing on the side, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and then snorted silently:

This dog says the world of looking at faces......

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