There are more elites in the United States, more bastards.

Just like "Han Chudong" just came to the United States to study, and the senior told him, if he is not ridiculed by whites and blacks for a few words of skin color, the United States will be considered for nothing.

At the beginning, the senior also said that because he was looked down upon, he had to study better, and he had only graduated from college not long after that time, and he kept these words in his heart.

It just so happened that China needed talents to design and develop chips, and most of my friends and family were on the other side of the Pacific, so I refused a job with an annual salary of 170,000 US dollars and chose to return to China.

However, the plan can't catch up with the changes, and after unexpectedly coming to this era, there is no way to go back.

To be honest, it was a good feeling to have my father's colleagues to help me, and I didn't show much in front of Miss Bergman, but I was very happy.

The kind of bastards I just met abounded in the seventies, and if you lived in a wealthy area with generally higher education and higher income, you would probably encounter fewer of them, and the polar bear has not yet disintegrated, and the bipolar hegemony is still going on, and it will take many more years for the arrogance of the American residents to climb to the top, and now it has shown its signs.

If you look through it, you will find that there are many problems in society both in the future and now.

Leave the café and wait for Miss Bergman to pick up the typewriter.

Han Chudong didn't talk much to Sun Laosan, only said that he would come to help tomorrow morning and have something to do in the afternoon.

Soon after arriving home, Father Han also came back from work, came to his room and asked tentatively: "Today, your Uncle Zhao and the others caught two people, saying that they almost did it with you and drank coffee with you...... The last time I saw him?"

Compared with his son who almost did it with others, Han's father obviously paid more attention to his "daughter-in-law", Han Chudong had fought from time to time in the past, and he was used to being a father.

"Well, I just happened to meet and sat and talked. ”

"That's right...... What are my parents doing? I don't hear that accent, it doesn't look like it's from Los Angeles, right?"

“…… I just came from Sweden, I only knew her name today, how could I know what her parents were doing!" Han Chudong was afraid of this kind of conversation, and he felt uncomfortable at the moment.

"Oh~"

The tone was meaningful, and after a few seconds, the father continued to speak: "The scenery in Sweden is good, you work hard to refuel, and take your mother to travel with you in the future, but I can't kidnap you." ”

Han Chudong almost popped out a sentence from between his teeth: "It's just a friend, you think too far." ”

"Anyway, you're not young anymore, make your own mind, we'll all be happy to hug our grandchildren early, don't beat them if you have a child, do you hear?"

Knowing that it was too early to say this kind of thing, but the preventive shot that should be taken still had to be given, and Father Han immediately closed the door after speaking, for fear of flying the hidden weapons such as notebooks and pens.

Lehe sat on the sofa and picked up Ben Gulong's novel to read.

Because of the lack of entertainment, there have been many fans of martial arts novels in recent years.

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The next morning, I still wore a suit and went out.

I went to the advertising printing shop first, and after asking about the progress of the order, I swayed and went to Sun Laosan's repair shop.

The business is okay, and he can always receive more than ten or twenty jobs a day, barely making ends meet to support his family, but Han Chudong's vision is higher, and it is really difficult to see such a little profit.

After eating at noon, lie down and sleep for a while, and when you wake up, call the watermelon head and ask them to come over to help later.

At the beginning of three o'clock, someone rode a tricycle to send a huge poster as promised, six meters long and five meters wide, and the text was written by Han Chudong to the store, and the other party copied it.

Soon, the watermelon head, the glasses boy, and the army that Han Chudong saw for the first time, the three of them arrived on two bicycles.

Seeing the words on the poster, Zhou Nanle, the watermelon head, laughed and said: "I thought it was a good business, and the big business that you dared to ponder was to raise money and send it to others?

"Grand Prize...... Honda Civic car, first prize, a set of TV refrigerator, the second prize is 200 yuan, and the third prize is a bicycle. ”

Glasses boy Xiaotu felt that something was wrong, and after recovering his feelings, he asked: "If you donate three dollars, you can get a donation certificate, and you can win the lottery with your number, isn't this a lottery!

Watermelon Head and Dajun also recalled, skipping the name of the institution and not looking at it, isn't it the same as selling lottery tickets.

"He doesn't know yet, if you see him, don't say anything, just say you're doing something for charity, and then pull me in to help. ”

Han Chudong still had a rope around his neck, and he couldn't do what he wanted, adding:

"Don't worry, I have so many institutions as a backer, who will have nothing to do and pursue it. I'm not just cheating money, I'm going to donate what I should do, and most of the proceeds are donated, just to save some hardship money, aren't we the poor who need help.

Don't say anything to anyone, even if your family asks, don't mention that it has anything to do with me, just treat these charities as an activity, and invite you to eat barbecue afterwards, and take care of your fill. ”

"Helper, don't worry, your old man, whoever says it will have three knives and nine holes, let's come out and mix it up and say two words, righteousness!"

Except for watermelon heads, who can talk like this, and it's really condescending not to play anyone's little brother in "Crazy Boy".

The young man named Dajun looked very hard and sturdy, and he might still be angry that Han Chudong didn't help them, but his expression didn't look so angry, especially when he heard about the barbecue.

There is no way, the family is the poorest, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to eat these.

Dajun's father died early, so he relied on his mother to send milk to others to earn money, and it was not easy to get up early and be greedy for darkness.

Xiao Tu reminded him faintly beside him, saying that the red-eyed white dragon bloodthirsty gang was gone, and the watermelon head Zhou Nan sighed with emotion, and replied that even if there was no affection, it seemed that the poisoning was deeper than he imagined before.

What they were asked to do was to tie a horn to the back of their bicycles and shout in the Chinatown neighborhood that there would be an event at 7 a.m. tomorrow morning, and they would be able to smoke cars, appliances, and cash.

The people at the advertising shop have already helped to hang up the posters and nail them to the wall.

Thinking about it, I feel that it is too unsuitable for the stage, even if I don't set up a stage, at least there must be a red carpet.

Han Chudong thought about it, and went to Sun Laosan, who went out to watch the excitement, and borrowed a hundred dollars from him to save the emergency.

With Han Yi's gun, Sun Laosan was not afraid that he would not pay back the money, so he asked and said a lot of things, so he took out the money, and agreed to lend three long tables with second-hand household appliances at the door to Han Chudong for a day.

That's a lot of buying power for $100.

I bought a red carpet, bought a few flower baskets, and left a dozen dollars for the time being.

Watermelon Head and Dajun pushed a bicycle and walked to a crowded place, and when they heard that if they donated three dollars, they could go to smoke household appliances and even brand new cars, and many people's eyes lit up, and they asked them where they held it from time to time.

Walking all over the streets and alleys, I didn't stop until after eight o'clock.

made great efforts, and it was reasonable that Han Chudong should have invited them to dinner, but in the end, because of the funds, they could only order three dishes and one soup in the Xiaochuan restaurant.

Dajun was more sensible, and after two glasses of beer, he asked: "Xiaodong, will you lose money by engaging in this activity?" ”

"Well...... There is a possibility of losing money, but it is not high, I only printed 10,000 numbers, and I have a car as a gimmick, so it should not be a big problem. ”

As a reminder.

Originally, Han Chudong was not worried, but now he is starting to worry......