Chapter Seventy-Three: Return
Not all the people who live on Long Island are rich, just like many Chinese's overseas relatives are not necessarily big money, this is just a conceptual misunderstanding. Many people who work and live on Long Island in Manhattan have nothing to do with the financial circle, and are considered small and middle-class people in the United States at best. This crowded area is home to countless people who spend their days between urban areas and their homes, and the geological formations of glacial deposits carry the dreams and comforts of many Americans for a lifetime.
For Su Yifan, the city sky here is almost shattered, because too many high-rise buildings have torn the line of sight. As the car slowly slowed down, Su Yifan quickly retracted his gaze.
"It's coming?"
"It's over there." Su Xiao lightly pointed to a mansion at the end of his sight, "Your classmate's house is not simple." ”
Su Yifan smiled: "Sister Qing, you already know the way, right?" ”
Su Xiao squinted his eyes and bowed slightly: "I know a little, but this has nothing to do with you." Does making friends between classmates also depend on family background? ”
Su Yifan said: "You should really say this to Chen Xin once, I don't know how he will react." ”
The two didn't say a word, and the car was already firmly parked at its destination.
Su Yifan glanced up at the extremely extensive wall, but his mood was surprisingly calm.
After seeing Su Xiaoqing's company, Su Yifan felt that he had an instinctive immunity in the face of these money, power and other existences.
"You really don't need me to accompany you?" Su Xiao chuckled and asked again.
Su Yifan shook his head, drove the door and got out of the car by himself.
"Sister Qing, take a rest, I'll be back in a while."
Su Xiaoqing nodded approvingly, and now Su Yifan is showing more and more the mature temperament that can face all problems, which is the most gratifying thing for Su Xiaoqing. Seeing Su Yifan confidently walking towards the door not far away, the smile on Su Xiaoqing's face was a little bigger than just now.
Iran and Ora, who were sitting in the front row, were in no mood to care about this, and after the two exchanged glances, they both understood the enthusiasm from each other's gazes.
Su Xiaoqing yawned lightly and whispered to the two, "Don't you guys be so fanatical, right?" ”
Yi Lan replied with a serious face: "Miss Su, I don't care about these things at all, like you. ”
Su Xiaoxiao lowered his body and closed his eyes: "I'll sleep for a while, Ora, you follow Su Yifan, I'm still worried about him." ”
Ora didn't speak, pulled the car door and got out of the car. On the contrary, Yi Lan looked at Su Xiaoqing with some surprise, and then looked at the back of Su Yifan, who was walking away, and her eyes were full of puzzlement.
Walking to the door, Su Yifan calmed himself down first.
This was his first exposure to a mansion in the true sense of the word.
The workmanship of this gate in front of me is the kind of fineness that is impossible to see in China, although it looks like an iron railing from a distance. When I walked into Su Yifan, I found that there were different styles of reliefs on each sticker, this kind of style is not faint at the level of showing off wealth, Su Yifan recognized some of the patterns on those reliefs, most of them are artistic classics, and there are even words.
Yang Bingbing asked herself to return a ruby necklace, and said nothing else. When Su Yifan really arrived at the destination, he found that things were not as simple as he imagined, and the place where he came to deliver things was definitely beyond the scope of his usual contact.
Through the iron railing, Su Yifan could see the scenery in the courtyard. In the center of the wide courtyard lawn is a driveway, which is at least a few hundred meters deep to see a corner of the villa. The weather in May is already warm, the whole yard shows a delightful greenery, and the lawn is neat and clean.
There is also a huge swimming pool that looks like one that can be used for swimming competitions. Su Yifan couldn't help but criticize the rich man in his heart, and thought that his young sister was also a rich person, so he suppressed the indignation of the poor young man.
Inside the iron gate, there are two men who look like security guards, both blonde white men. The two are not dressed in black suits and sunglasses like the security guards who are played in many movies and television, but are dressed casually, sitting on two benches with their eyes closed.
Su Yifan approached the door, but the two of them didn't react. When Su Yifan stood at the door for a moment and was in a daze, one of the men suddenly stood up, jumped up from the recliner as if his body was springed, and stood straight on the grass.
"Hi, konnichiwa."
Su Yifan was stunned for a moment, only to understand that the other party was thinking of himself as Japanese, and quickly corrected in English: "No, I am Chinese." ”
The tall, muscular white man grinned, "Oh, I'm sorry. Sir from China, what is the matter with you? ”
Su Yifan felt that this white man did not seem to have the natural resistance of Westerners to the Chinese, as if he was quite respectful, so he said in his stumbling English: "I will send something to Mrs. Yang for one person." ”
The title Madame Yang attracted the attention of two white men, and another man listening to music in a recliner also stood up, he was taller, more than 1.9 meters. Short blonde hair with a square face, a large area of flame-like tattoos on the right side of the neck, spreading from the shoulders to behind the ears.
"Sir, do you have an appointment?"
Su Yifan could still understand this level of English, he shook his head and said, "No, I'm just here to deliver something." ”
The expression of the man who came over before was not as relaxed as just now, and he frowned: "Sir, we can't let you see Mrs. Yang without an appointment." ”
Su Yifan barely understood this sentence, he could only say: "I must hand over this thing to Mrs. Yang with my own hands." ”
The tattooed bodyguard bowed his head and muttered in English, Su Yifan didn't hear clearly, vaguely thinking that it was a "stubborn Chinese" or something.
Looking at the expressions and demeanor of those two people, Su Yifan felt that it was useless to keep talking. The most important thing is that my language level is barely able to say a few simple words to these two people, and the requirements for continuing communication are complex and changeable.
Thanks to the blessing of exam-oriented education, Su Yifan still learned British English in school, and the accent must have been very strange to Americans.
The two security guards also seemed to find it more troublesome to communicate with Su Yifan, one of them picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered something, and the other said to Su Yifan: "Please wait a minute." ”
Su Yifan nodded, stood straight at the door, pinched the box containing the gemstone necklace in his pocket with one hand, and waited quietly.
This is also one of Su Yifan's advantages, he is a very patient person.
It didn't take long for someone to come over, sitting in a battery car. The person who came was a young Chinese, wearing a very riotous white suit, and his broken hair was delicately groomed. The person driving the battery car was also a stout white man, the muscles on his arms were tight, and the thickness near the biceps brachii was estimated to be a fight with Zhang Yao's small waist.
Before the car could stop, the young man in the white suit had already jumped out and walked briskly towards the gate.
When he got closer, Su Yifan immediately felt that there was a domineering smell on the young man's face.
The young man in a white suit stood at the door, looking at Su Yifan through the iron railing, with extreme disdain in his expression.
"You want to see my aunt?"
The Mandarin spoken by the young man was a little soft, but Su Yifan heard a strong sense of superiority.
It is also normal for people who live in this kind of place to have some sense of superiority. Su Yifan didn't intend to dwell on these questions, and said calmly to the young man: "Someone asked me to send something to Mrs. Yang." ”
The young man frowned with his hands behind his back, took out a handkerchief and dusted it on his chest, as if talking to Su Yifan made him feel unclean.
"What's that?"
Looking at this young man who was a little narcissistic, Su Yifan felt that the two Americans around him were cuter. Due to communication problems, he could only reply: "A necklace." ”
"What necklace?" The man in the white suit didn't seem to have much patience, and his tone of voice was still condescending.
Su Yifan felt as if he had seen an elite version of Chen Xin again, and he knew that he didn't need to compete with this kind of person, so he took out the box with the necklace from his pocket and opened the young man in the white suit.
The ruby necklace sparkles in the sunlight and is reflected on the face of the young man.
Almost at the same time that Su Yifan took out this necklace, the face of the man in the white suit changed greatly.
"Where did you get this thing from?"
Faced with this tone of questioning, Su Yifan finally replied angrily: "I want to see Mrs. Yang, and I'll leave if I give her the things back." ”
The young man stared at the necklace, and his voice turned cold: "Who gave you this necklace?" Isn't it a girl? ”
Su Yifan noticed that Euler had walked to his side and stood aside without speaking. When the three white males saw Euler, they threw their eyeballs over them, and the young man came with them and whistled lightly.
Ola didn't look at these men at all, his eyes drooped and he stood beside Su Yifan, but his face was slightly raised.
Su Yifan didn't want to answer the question of this young man in a white suit, so his usual patience made him answer: "Yang Bingbing is my classmate." ”
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly with anger: "Okay, what a classmate!" She asked you to deliver this, right? Did she ask you to deliver it? ”
Su Yifan didn't expect the young man's reaction to be so strong, and he subconsciously took a step back.
Neuroticism is always a little scary than normal people, Su Yifan has only seen such nervous people on TV since he was a child.
"I never thought that she would choose such a person to give the necklace." After the young man entered the state of self, he completely ignored the people around him, as if he was talking to himself and as if he was saying to Su Yifan, "Is she going to use this way to deliberately stimulate me?" ”
Su Yifan turned his head and glanced at Ora: "Teacher Ora, should we go back first?" ”
Ora didn't speak, taking off her sunglasses and pinning them to the clothes that were propped up on her chest.
The young man over there suddenly seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, and his eyes were aimed at Su Yifan.
"Boy, leave the necklace and you're good to go!"
Su Yifan looked at this young man who had been talking to himself very seriously, shook his head and said, "No, I have to hand it over to Mrs. Yang in person." ”
The man in the white suit said angrily: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?" ”
Su Yifan continued to shake his head honestly: "I haven't seen you again, of course I don't know what to do." ”
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