The industry has flourished since 1650, when English newspapers published the world's first advertisements, and when it comes to its representatives, one naturally thinks of New York's Times Square.

New York's Times Square, also known as Times Square, gets its name from the headquarters building where The New York Times was established in its early days.

It is located in a neighborhood of Manhattan, centered at the intersection of West 42nd Street and Broadway, with 6th Avenue and 9th Avenue running east and west, and West 39th Street and West 52nd Street running north and south, forming the western part of Midtown Manhattan's business district.

This is the most densely populated theater area in New York, as early as 1920, the era of Times Square began to be colorful, with the Times Square Building as the center, and nearly 40 shopping malls and theaters gathered nearby, which is a thriving entertainment and shopping center.

New York City Mayor Rudy had a very difficult time during this time, and his recent clean-up operation was met with strong resistance from the opposition, and if these damn pimps and thieves were not evicted, Manhattan, the commercial center he envisioned, would never be developed.

Today, however, Mayor Rudy is happy because another business is opening here.

Looking from a distance from the dark car window, among the many advertisements and neon signs in the past, a large sign with a vermilion background is quietly hung, on which there is a cartoon dragon in a yellow robe with a thumbs up, and the chubby dudu looks very cute. Next to it is the letter SOS composed of three Chinese dragons, and below is the full name of Sunday convenience store.

As a supermarket company second only to Wal-Mart and Sears in the United States, it is not a sea of money to be listed, this move makes Rudy a little confused, but that strange Chinese old man, who can figure him out.

Putting his mind aside, he carefully flipped through the speech written by his secretary yesterday, he firmly believed that his expulsion operation would be successful, didn't he see that it had already been effective at the beginning? As for selling the building to the Chinese, as long as he has money, who cares about him.

It was close to 10 a.m., and the guests who had just dispersed from yesterday's dinner and the vendors from all over the world gathered again, flower baskets piled up in front of the glass doors, the nine-story building had just been renovated, and the roof sculptures and Gothic front doors from the forties were once again alive.

As for his son who slipped away yesterday, Old Man Han didn't want to say anything, what was the matter with pushing it to his lovely grandson, anyway, he didn't count on him.

The grandson came to the ribbon cutting with the cat in his arms today, and the children can be forgiven, but it was a good day overall.

The building was bought by his grandson in 87, when he joked that he would open the flagship store in the East Village of New York, and his grandson said that he saw Times Square on TV very beautiful, and the square was square, and there were many people who were going to jump off the building in the economic crisis, and if you had money, you could not buy a building?

If the business doesn't work, it will be regarded as an advertisement, and the grandson will be happy.

But he didn't expect that the property price had risen by half in just three years, and the original investment of more than 30 million US dollars had doubled before it opened, which is why God is so happy today.

Seeing that the time had not yet come, he pulled his grandson like a treasure to show his old friends, and when he heard their praise, his old face blossomed.

The crowd outside is crowded, and on the first day of opening, many goods are discounted, and people who are greedy and cheap have them, holding coupons and waiting for half past ten to arrive, and dragging their families with a big posture of buying enough supplies for a whole year.

As the protagonist, he naturally has to make the finale, at least Rudy thinks so, because of a series of measures since taking office, he has a good impression in the hearts of New Yorkers, and he gave him applause during his speech.

And Han Xuan in the audience is about to be tortured and crazy, yesterday was like this today, it's just a business, as for making it like an election canvassing?

The people waiting for shopping also found that something was wrong, who wants to chat with you with a big sun, Rudy saw the impatience on people's faces, decisively ended the flash, and motioned to Grandpa Han Xuan to come to the stage, but the old man simply waved his hand: "Sunday convenience store New York flagship store, open now!"

The flaming red silk cloth behind him fell in response, attracting a round of applause.

Han Xuan walked around the store to see his own industry, the old man and Han Qianshan were left and right, as if accompanying the leader to inspect, and disappeared into the crowd after a while.

The wide black Humvee is driving on Interstate 80 in Pennsylvania, and it is not called a Humvee, but HMMWV, and the civilian version has not yet been produced, which was bought by Han Qianshantuo's old friend, a brand new "second-hand" car in the army, and his old friend's father is a major general, who is responsible for the logistics procurement of a certain army.

The camouflage military Humvee body is painted black, the license plate is ready, the computer file is not yet widespread, and the vehicle authority is full of loopholes.

Back at 11 o'clock in the morning, in front of LaGuardia Airport, the old couple said goodbye to their children and grandchildren, and waited for them to disappear before leaving.

I didn't think that a few minutes later, the father and son actually sneaked out again, trotted out of the parking lot, and found this Hummer, but Han's father had been coveting it for a long time.

This is a father-son union, a premeditated scam in order to go on a long-planned road trip.

There is no way, the old man's aura is too big, Han's father's request to drive was suppressed on the spot, 911 has not happened yet, the plane is much better than the disorderly highway in the eyes of the old man, and he insisted that they fly back for the safety of his children and grandchildren, so this scene happened.

The Hummer key was hidden on the inside of the tire, Xiao Han Xuan smiled and bent down to look for it under the car, and it didn't take long for the roar of the vehicle to sound, and the steel giant attracted the attention of passers-by.

Outside the window, the sky was full of red sun, reflected on the desolate ridge, the water vapor from the Atlantic Ocean could no longer be felt, and the road was not smooth, which just gave the Hummer room to play.

Han's father was not too excited, listening to the Beatles rock music coming out of the radio in the car, the car window was wide open, the wind on the side of the road was whistling into the car, the little boy with black hair fluttering backwards, holding a map and showing his father the way, Fat Ding squatted in the back seat, imagining that he was a cat that could only fly. Occasionally, when other cars pass by, they will put their hands out of the window and praise the car loudly.

There is enough food and utensils in the rear compartment, and I am in a hurry during the day, and I rest in the car at night, and I can sleep on the roof of the car on a sunny night, but the top is too high, and it is a little inconvenient to go up.

In the spring, there are no mosquitoes, and the thick quilt is warm enough, so father and son always collect a lot of firewood and let it burn until dawn. There were no dangers along the way, the Smith-Wesson 625 revolver under the saddle was not a vegetarian, and any rancher would not have practiced good marksmanship, even Han Qianshan was no exception.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the big city, the road trip makes the father and son happy.

Eating fast food every day is a bit greasy, but fortunately, I can occasionally come across a variety of small towns, and the flavor and food in each place are different, so make a phone call to report to my mother that I am safe, and then continue on the road.

On the morning of the fifth day, a hare was killed, who knows how it hit the chassis so high, isn't it sorry to bury it, fortunately it has grown so fat, and it is the best destination to put it in the stomach, and the father and son did so.

"Dad, how long will it take?"

Han Xuan raised his head and asked, on the branches next to the fire, the golden skin of the hare was dripping oil, and the fragrance could be faintly smelled.

"You also said that if you hadn't pointed us the wrong way the day before yesterday, we would have been in Indiana, and we would still be in Michigan. ”

Father Han raised his head and took a sip of water, looking at his son with disdain.

"Obviously, you turned the corner in advance, and you actually drove for most of the day before you found out that the house was Indian style?" Han Xuan quibbled.

Fat Ding stood up from his side, obviously still drinking milk, still attracted by the hare meat and walked towards the fire, if it wasn't for Han Xuan reaching out and grabbing it, he might have to eat again at night.

Little Fat Ding has gained a lot of weight after recuperating during this time, and he hasn't taken a bath for several days, and his hair has turned gray, especially the round head, which accounts for more than one-third of the volume, and with the super cute expression on his face, he is capturing Han Baobao's girlish heart all the time.

Han's father took the roast rabbit off the fire, washed the dishes and chopsticks with a bucket of water, and gave the hind leg to his son, which was enough for him to eat.

The two didn't notice that the little fat man ran into the grass not far away, and ran out again after a while.

Father and son heard the heart-rending meow of a cat and turned back suddenly.

I saw a big mouse chasing after it, and the kitten ran away.

“… Fat Ding, you're a cat!"

The boy's crying voice echoed across the plain.