Chapter 207: Green Card Proposals
"Mr. Paul, your performance is wonderful."
"It's wonderful, it's the best party I've ever attended."
"Paul I think you should be on the Voice of America and let so many people hear this beautiful song."
"Yes, you see that I was moved to tears."
"Hehe, Paul's song "What a Wonderful World" reminds me of my dead wife...... She's as beautiful as this tune. β
"Oh......" Hearing Max's emotion, everyone couldn't help but sigh.
Adam silently picked up a glass of whiskey and handed it to him, when a child's voice came from Yang Ye's feet: "Mr. Paul, can I kiss you?" β
Looking down, I saw that the voice was coming from the mouth of a blonde girl.
She was dressed like a little princess, holding a shining five-pointed star magic wand and looking up at Yang Ye.
Bright blue eyes, prettier than the stars in the night sky.
"Who are you? Why kiss my boss? Wang Yan leaned on her knees and asked the 'little princess' who was talking.
"I'm Leah."
"I'm sorry, but I beg your pardon for being presumptuous."
A couple dressed in nostalgic evening clothes walked out of the crowd, followed by Claire and her stopper, Simon.
"Hello Paul, the show is amazing, I'm Abigai, and this is my wife, Kamina."
"Thank you. Hello beautiful ma'am. β
"Thank you." Kamina made an English aristocratic salute.
Kamina was also right to use this etiquette.
Her great-grandfather was one of the first British nobles to come to the American continent at that time, and is now so. They still have their own old estates and estates in England.
And his husband Abigay is also from an extraordinary background, and he is a political family like the previous President George W. Bush.
However, in comparison, their family is more business-oriented.
There was a close relationship between their family and Freemasonry, but it was all based on interests and politics.
He will represent the Republican Party in the presidential race next term, and for this he entrusted his company to a brokerage firm early.
In the United States, the president and government officials are allowed to own private property, but in order to prevent corruption, all civil servants are entrusted to brokerage firms before taking up their posts.
As for how the brokerage company operates, even he, the boss, has no way of knowing.
Come to the party today. He mainly wants to have a good relationship with Yang Ye. He is not like Ao Guanhai who 'lost watermelons and picked up sesame seeds'.
He and his family members believe that the future of Infinite Dream is limitless, and even if they can't become friends, they must become partners.
"Paul, may I kiss you?" Leah asked again, tilting her face.
"Of course." Yang Ye knelt down on one knee like a knight. Hand the side face to her.
"Hehe......" with a gentle kiss from the little princess. Everyone at the scene burst into friendly laughter.
When you get up. Yang Ye's gaze was unexpectedly with Edward not far away. Slode bumped into it, reminding him of the USB drive in his pocket.
At this time, beautiful jazz music sounded, and the singer was Mr. Ed, a popular jazz master in the 80s.
Under the watchful eye of all. In his unique 80s voice, he said: "Paul sang for us the beauty of the world, and it made us old guys cry......"
"Now I'm going to bring you a light song, "Paul's Song", ......"
"Come on man, pick your own dance buddy and let me go back to the last century!"
"Woohooβ"
"Coolβ"
The audience cheered, and a young man dressed as Newton asked loudly: "Hi Ed, why can't I find Paul's Song on my phone?" Could it be that song is older than Google? β
"Hehe......" everyone laughed.
Ed raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Oh man, put down your damn tech, have you forgotten what jazz is?" β
"Improvisation? Is "Paul's Song" a song for Mr. Paul? Someone excitedly said.
"Yes."
Ed looked at Yang Ye with a smile and said, "You can use it as a praise song, this alien kid inspired me." β
As he spoke, humorous and lyrical lyrics came out of his mouth:
"I came to Haval for a party......"
"I heard the most beautiful singing......"
"Oh Paul, don't look at me like that......"
"Even if you will be embarrassed, I will praise you, and you deserve it."
"Haha......"
The audience laughed and some people began to invite dance partners along with the singing, and the whole party atmosphere was relaxed and happy.
Simon picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, walked to Yang Ye's side and whispered: "Abigai, who spoke to you just now, is the next candidate cultivated by our party, and he is also a district councilor in 11 districts in the United States......"
District councilors are an important player in the U.S. political system, and are generally elected by direct voting by local people, and each district will have one or more councilors.
Each region represents a state, and the U.S. federal government is jointly organized by 50 states (districts).
Having 11 state legislators is remarkable. Of course, he has more obligations to fulfill.
"Thank you."
Although Yang Ye has put some effort into American politics, he really doesn't know much about it. Simon's answer makes him understand the importance of Abiggay.
The small action of this answer also brought the two a lot closer.
"Hi Paul, I'm Bryce."
"I'm Becky......"
"I'm Keith ......"
Just as the two were communicating, Ms. Claire brought some party members to introduce Yang Ye, and before she knew it, 1 hour passed.
Talking with these Republican politicians this time, Yang Ye benefited a lot, and at the same time, he also understood:
If a large corporation wants to survive in the United States, it will not work without the help of partisan congressmen, because they represent the people.
There is a relationship of interest between the company and the government, as well as between the people, or the whole Western country is composed of a chain of interests.
Of course, this world is like this, and without the exchange of interests, there can be no progress and life.
For these problems, Yang Ye never struggled. I don't feel sick either.
It's like going to a restaurant to eat, without taking out the ticket, and you ask the staff to pay for you?
After the conversation, Yang Ye discussed some cooperation plans with Claire and others.
Basically, some patents are transferred, and the company and the candidate are decided by the Republican Party.
This is the benefit that Yang Ye gave them, and they also promised to sell Yang Ye at a good price.
What makes Ms. Claire happiest is the scientific and technological research and development cooperation between Yang Ye and Havard and Massachusetts, which means that more high-tech will flow into the United States in the future.
"Paul, Claire and I have some advice, would you like to hear it?" Simon asked, sipping whiskey.
"We are friends. Just say something blunt. Yang Ye smiled.
"Okay."
Simon said happily: "Claire and I want you to get a U.S. green card. It's best to settle in a state, and I recommend you choose Palm Springs......"
"I know that's your 'heartbreak,' but trust me, your shootings in the U.S. are all accidental. Palm Springs is safe and the climate is good......"
"If you want to deal with the upper echelons. I suggest you move into Queens, New York. It's a rich people's settlement. β
"Wait."
Yang Ye looked at Simon in shock and asked, "You mean to make me treasonous?" Naturalization of the United States? β
"No, no, no."
Simon hurriedly shook his head and explained: "It seems that you still don't know about our federal government, holding a green card only means that you have permanent residency, and you are still Chinese." β
"The Chinese government should not object to this."
As he said. A green card is just a 'residence card'. Getting a green card is not a U.S. citizen, which is equivalent to the difference between an ID card and a household register.
The hukou represents the nationality, and the ID card represents the right of residence.
As he spoke, Simon invited Yang Ye to walk and said:
"You know, now the Democratic Party has promoted you as a 'communist fanatic' and a 'representative of a totalitarian government,' which is not good for you and for us......"
"We mean that we want you to come to the United States often. This will facilitate our propaganda about you and help the people accept you. Do you understand? β
"I see."
Yang Ye has long had the idea of living in the United States, and several good cities are on his shortlist, and today I can't help but feel a little moved when I hear Simon mention him.
Up to now, Yang Ye has not had a real home and a house of his own.
"Your advice is good. But I need to go back and talk to my girlfriend, by the way, Simon, do you like skiing? β
"Skiing? Do you also like skiing? β
Hearing the conversation between the two, Claire walked up to Yang Ye excitedly, and after a while, she mingled with him.
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At 10:30 p.m., the party ended with the poem "Friendship Lasts Forever".
This poem first appeared in Scotland in the 18th century, meaning a long-lost day, and since it was composed, it has been widely sung all over the world, including many people in China.
Generally, this song will be played at the end of the evening party in Western countries, or when bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, just like "Unforgettable Tonight" played at the end of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.
"Goodbye Mr. Ed, your performance is fantastic."
"Hehe, are you laughing at me? Alien kid. β
"Paul, this party is very, very good, is there a next time?"
"Why not? Today next year, I hope you will be here for the second 'Nostalgic Party', if the earth is still around. β
"Hahaha...... YESβββ
"Mr. Paul, if I graduate, can I still come and participate?" A girl asked.
Yang Ye hugged her and said, "Unless, of course, you no longer regard me as a friend." β
"Huh." Everyone rejoiced and walked out of the football field with Yang Ye.
At this time, several CIA investigators guarding the door disturbed the good mood of the crowd.
I don't know why, when I saw them, Yang Ye remembered Mr. Edward who gave him a USB drive.
"Did you come to him? What's in the drive? β
"Damn it!" Edward, who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but curse secretly.
"Gentlemen, may I ask what is the matter? Or are you going to arrest me? β
"I'm sorry Mr. Paul, please let me sort it out."
Simon whispered quickly, and then walked up to the CIA personnel: "If you were sent by Oguanhai, then you are in the wrong place......
"No, not Mr. Simon." One of the investigators recognized Simon and hurriedly explained to him the purpose of the trip.
They don't want to offend these politicians.
β¦β¦ (To be continued......)