"Ladies and gentlemen, please put away the small table, straighten the back of the chair, and open the light shield~~~" When the sweet voice of the stewardess resounded in the cabin, the sad Wang Xiaomu held on to the armrest of the chair and kept coughing, while dodging the vigilant eyes of the stewardess.

"Brother, you're definitely wearing a hat!" A wealthy and handsome man with a gold watch next to him couldn't help but glance at Wang Xiaomu's body.

No way, who made him wear a brown hat of a western cowboy on his head, a black Nike coat with the logo of a football team, and a large blue robe exposed on the lower body.

The point, he was still sitting in the first class cabin of the Boeing 777.

"You're from Deyun Club?" Gao Fushuai looked at Wang Xiaomu and shook the Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, looking domineering like he wanted to dip it in brown sugar and dipped it in brown sugar.

"There is no end to poverty, ahem." Wang Xiaomu suddenly remembered the advice of the master before going down the mountain, remembered his common name, and arched his hand, "Poor Wang Xiaomu!" ”

"Channel? You're from the radio station, huh? Hip-hop baggage shop, I'm a post-80s generation? Gao Fushuai was confused.

"What kind of mess?" Wang Xiaomu is even more hazy.

"The coat you're wearing, look at this dress to go to the United States to catch up? Why don't I remember you? Gao Fushuai pointed to a large section of Wang Xiaomu's exposed robe, and frowned to retrieve Wang Xiaomu's identity.

Wang Xiaomu glanced at this buddy, not knowing what he was doing.

Lying on the cramped first-class seat, Wang Daochang was uncomfortable no matter how he stayed, his legs couldn't be stretched, his waist couldn't be straight, and he was soft and collapsed. Recalling the master's heart-to-heart conversation in the past two days, Wang Xiaomu sighed vigorously. What is not deeply involved in the world, what is the heart of the devil, what is it, what is it, but I am dedicated to the Tao, and the road is simple.

No matter, just follow the master's request to go to a beautiful room, Huahua shijie, cough cough, why is the air so choking. Wang Xiaomu coughed lightly twice, turned off the overhead light like others, closed his eyes and entered a state of concentration.

With the huge impact of the Boeing 777 landing, Wang Xiaomu swallowed a sip of Coke, which was really unpleasant. Rotten plane, what do you say to order food, cows climbing, chattering, how can there be anything that people can eat and drink.

Still, America, I'm here.

Just as Wang Xiaomu was tormenting 18 hours on the plane, the head office of the WaCing in the United States was answering a mysterious phone call.

"Old fairy, old fairy, you say, Xiao Gao listen." Next to the retro telephone with gold patches, a gray-haired but energetic old man held the telephone, stood straight, with a flattering smile, and his face was almost in the topic.

"Uh-huh, yes, yes. Yes? Doesn't care about the back? It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate, oh, oh, I see, I get it, it's suitable, it's suitable. No, no, no, you will still command as you like in the future, as you like, I will be Xiao Gao, and I will always be your cook! The old man's words became more and more choked, and his gray beard and hair slipped down his tears and snot.

Behind the old man, there were 4 middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes kneeling together, although everyone lowered their heads, but who knew that the other party's faces must be full of consternation.

Whoever is kicked out on the first day of the new year will be very depressed. Wang Xiaomu was wearing the American-style equipment prepared by his master, and stood at the exit of Washington Dulles Airport empty-handed and empty-headed. Although it was the first time to take a plane, Wang Xiaomu still had a good impression of this kind of instrument that could fly against the wind without the help of mana, except for the rich and handsome who chattered on the side.

"Brother, where are you going? I'll send you. You don't know the land well, and you don't know English. Gao Fushuai on the side handed the trolley box in his hand to the female secretary who came to pick up the station, and invited Wang Xiaomu very sincerely. Although the other party didn't talk much along the way, he couldn't pretend to be dusty. He also deliberately wants to make friends with each other, as the second generation of getting rich, although the highest is xing's ability, but his vision is still higher than ordinary people.

"Langton, brother, thank you. Someone will pick it up later. Wang Xiaomu called the other party a little awkwardly, and rejected his kindness with a smile. Although this person is impetuous, he has a good heart. Gags along the way, Wang Xiaomu learned more about Huahua Shijie from his mouth.

"Then I won't force it, you give me the phone number, and I will contact more about anything at home and abroad." Lang Tong smiled and took out the Apple 4S that had just been turned on from his pocket, ready to write down Wang Xiaomu's phone.

"Oh, this, phone, number, code, I don't have it yet." Wang Xiaomu curiously glanced at the magic weapon in the other party's hand. As soon as he got off the plane, he was a little puzzled, this group of people took out such a thing with a brush, stuck it on their faces and said bird language, looking like a magic weapon for sound transmission, but I didn't expect it to be so popular.

Langtong thought that Wang Xiaomu had not opened an international roaming business, so he smiled and took out a business card: "Okay, you arrange things first, and call me when you have a number." I'll be here for a few months this time, in Washington and New York, so call me if you have time. ”

"Hmm. haode。 Wang Xiaomu seemed to understand and took the piece of paper handed over by the other party, held it in his hand and watched the other party get into the car.

"Lang Dong, is this your friend? Wear a little ~~ personality. The female secretary didn't quite understand the identity of the other party, and couldn't help but gossip.

"Oh, sort of, the Chinese in the world are a family." Langtong sat in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz, replied casually, opened the computer he carried with him, clicked on a document and read it.

The female secretary who came to pick up the airport was surprised, although she had not had in-depth contact, but this young man's reputation was very ordinary, and she must be indispensable in ordinary times. According to the experience introduced by the domestic sisters, she is ready to be rubbed with oil by the other party. I didn't expect to be so dedicated and focused. A man's enterprising and enterprising spirit is the greatest lethality to a woman, and the female secretary swallowed her saliva, made a decision in an instant, and pulled her neckline down hard.

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In this country where he is almost dressed in perverts, Wang Xiaomu's dress still attracts everyone's attention. Thanks to Wang Xiaomu's strong heart, he didn't use the Earth Escape Technique to drill away directly, and he also realized that there was something wrong with his dress.

Thankfully, it didn't last long.

"Wang Dao Chief?" An old but neutral voice rang in my ears.

Wang Xiaomu turned around and saw a white-bearded old man in a crimson Tang costume saluting him with a little doubt.

"You are? Dog leftovers? Wang Xiaomu also asked tentatively, after all, it was a little disrespectful to call such an old man by his nickname, but he really didn't know what the other party was called.

"Sure enough, it's the king! I'm just a dog! The white-bearded man shouted, completely unaware of the name, his eyes were red, tears were rolling in his eyes, and his words were choked.

Wang Xiaomu nodded at the old man under the stunned gaze of the old man with the white beard.

"The weather was nice." Wang Xiaomu really had no experience in dealing with this kind of occasion, so he had to sincerely praise the air quality, and he was finally able to breathe normally after getting off the plane.

"Oh, oh, please, get in the car." The old man with the white tall dog Yu wiped his tears with the sleeve of the Tang suit, and hurriedly guided Wang Xiaomu to the Bentley Mulsanne on the side.

The V8 engine drove smoothly on the highway in the suburbs of Washington, and the Huawa Gang arranged for Wang Xiaomu to live in a suburban villa.

In the car, Wang Xiaomu crossed Erlang's legs, patted the soft and collapsed leather seat, and snorted straight to the point, "Old Niubi, let me find you." "Wang Xiaomu is very concerned about not letting him continue to cultivate in Langhuan's blessed land.

"Yes, yes, the old fairy said it all on the phone." Old Man Gao saw that Wang Xiaomu's anger was not very smooth, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hmm." Wang Xiaomu was idle, playing with the backrest remote control button on the car, only to see the right front seat whining forward, and the current boss of the Huawa Gang, who was responsible for accompanying the co-pilot, was about to be pushed to the windshield.

Wang Xiaomu, who realized that something was wrong, smiled and shook the other party's seat back. This car is different from the taxi he took in Beijing, and this guy is curious.

"It's already arranged, baseball, football, basketball, soccer teams can be coached." The high-top host who was transferred around in front of the right answered the call. Before coming, the old man had already told me that this matter was the number one priority, and it should be arranged with the strength of the Chinese people in the United States.

"Hmm. What is coaching? Wang Xiaomu stopped the switch in his hand and asked casually.

The smooth Bentley suddenly swung in an S-shape on the highway, and the driver's henchman shook violently a few times.

The high gang leader screamed sadly in his heart, although the strength of the Chinese in the United States has increased rapidly in the past two years, but ~~~ head coach, is this reliable? The American media is not so easy to fool in China, he glanced at his old man uneasily, and in his heart he had already decided to use the backup jihua, the college team is easier to fool, even if the record is bad, there is a scapegoat.

The old man Gao Gou was also choked, swallowed his saliva, and explained with black lines on his head: "It is to become the head coach of the team and direct the team to participate in the game." He also pays little attention to this kind of competitive industry, but he is more reliable than Wang Xiaomu.

"Hmm." Wang Xiaomu closed his eyes and chose a comfortable position to lean on the back of the chair, "Let's decide tomorrow, by the way, help me get a set of clothes first, well, normal clothes." ”

After a night of correction, Wang Xiaomu felt that he was a little familiar with this United States, and the most interesting thing was that he set off from China on the 23rd the day before yesterday, and arrived in Washington on the 23rd, where did the time go? Fortunately, there is no time for cultivating immortals, otherwise it would be difficult to explain this matter.

The air in Burke Lake Park is moist and refreshing, and the breeze blows with a chill on Wang Xiaomu, who is standing on the shore of the lake, and his heart is relaxed. People who come for vacation are rowing wooden boats on the lake early in the morning, and the family is happy.

"Mr. Wang, have you decided which program and which club to choose?" Early in the morning, he was picked up by his grandfather from the bed, and the helpless one who was standing in this stupid stomach was the eldest granddaughter of the old man Gao Gouyu, Gao Yuanyuan.