"Damn, Ed, this is a convenience store." Roc asked, "What's going on?" ”

"No, that's the address." Ed raised the paper in his hand, trying to make sure again. Behind the glass windows in front are rows of shelves. In front of the shelves, a chubby woman is sitting behind the cash register reading the newspaper.

"Haha!" Shujie suddenly laughed, pointed to a small door on the left side of the convenience store and said, "Do you see the words posted on the door?" This is Fuxing Hotel. ”

Ed hurried forward. He opened the small door and found a set of stairs leading up to the second floor. Only then did everyone understand that the first floor of this small shop was a supermarket, and the upstairs was a hotel, so it was no wonder that it was cheap. The three of them were just about to go upstairs when the glass door next to them creaked open. The fat woman poked her head out and asked in stiff Mandarin, "Guest, do you want to stay in the hotel?" ”

"yes, we have a call to book." Ed replied.

"Mr. Zhang." The fat woman looked at a small notebook in her hand: "Register here." ”

It turns out that this Fuxing Hotel does not even have a lobby, so you can only check in at a convenience store. When registering, Shujie bought six bottles of mineral water, which was also very convenient. After registering, the three of them followed the fat woman up the cramped stairs to the third floor and came to a white wooden door.

"That's it. The toilet is on the second floor and is the same key. If you can't open it and roar, there should be someone inside. The fat woman finished and left. Ed picked up the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted left and right several times before opening the door.

In the door, there are two single beds on the left and right, and the passage in the middle is even narrower. At the end of the passage is a small table with a beige window air conditioner on the window behind the small table.

"Why are the rooms in this inn so small? Not even a fridge. Shujie asked Ed, and put the boiled pork slices on the small table.

"Don't be too picky. New York houses are like this. Ed replied, "Manhattan is a lot of land." ”

Before the two finished speaking, Dapeng suddenly threw down his backpack and fell on the bed and laughed.

"Dapeng, what are you laughing at?" Shujie didn't know what was funny in this room.

"Hahaha!" Dapeng smiled and leaned back: "Fortunately... Luckily, this is not the Regent Hotel. ”

"What hotel?" Shujie felt that Dapeng's words were inexplicable.

"Regent Hotel!" Dapeng explained: "The hotel where the domestic Lingling paint stayed after arriving in Hong Kong. ”

"Oh! That's it. Shujie finally understood what Dapeng was talking about. This Fuxing Hotel is too similar to the scene in Stephen Chow's movie.

"Fortunately, this is not the Regent Hotel, otherwise the proprietress would have come up with a magnifying glass later." Roc then laughed.

As soon as he heard this, the classic nonsensical picture suddenly appeared in Shujie's mind.

"Hahaha!" He and Ed burst into laughter.

Enough laughing, it's not too early. Ed took out his toiletries and said to the two, "I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth first, and you guys hurry up." Tomorrow morning, let's go to [New Dragon and Phoenix] for Cantonese morning tea, and then go to Central Park and the Statue of Liberty, how about it? ”

"Okay," Shujie yawned and replied, "But there are only two beds, how are we going to sleep?" ”

"How do you sleep?" Dapeng smiled: "Of course you two old glass squeezed together." ”

This familiar teasing once again made Shujie laugh and fall on the bed. Suddenly, his smile vanished. Shujie stared at the takeaway box containing boiled pork slices on the small table: "Huh! Isn't that the one who? ”

"Who?" Roc and Ed immediately gathered around.

"Han Ming!" Shujie said, pointing to the newspaper with the takeaway box. He sat up, peeled off the newspaper with three strokes and five divisions, and unfolded it in front of him. On this crumpled newspaper, Han Ming was waving to the three of them in high spirits, and one side of his face was stained with oozing red oil.

"This dog R's! Hurt us like this, and became a celebrity and was in the newspaper! Roc rudely snatched the newspaper and tore it into several pieces.

"Wait!" Ed picked up the newspaper fragments and put them back together on the small table. "This is the Wall Street Times the day before yesterday." He told the two, and read slowly:

"The newest billionaire, China's first person to buy a private jet, arrived in New York last night.

"[New Western Education] will be listed on the New York Stock Exchange on the 27th, the first Monday after Thanksgiving. Experts expect the IPO to be a great success. The Securities and Exchange Commission specially invited Mr. Han Ming, Chairman of the Board and CEO of [New Western Education], as a guest of honor, to ring the opening bell of the New York stock market. This will be the first time in history that a Chinese will ring the opening bell of the New York stock market.

Mr. Han was interviewed by this reporter at the Hyatt Hotel. He said that his attendance not only represents the [New West], but also represents all Chinese. Mr. Han also told reporters that China's largest television station will broadcast the bell ringing nationwide via satellite. By then, more than a billion people will be watching. Mr. Han—"

Before Ed finished reading, Dapeng couldn't hold back and scolded again: "Damn! How can this guy represent us Chinese? Shameless! ”

"If the whole country sees his success on TV, there will definitely be more students who will be harmed by him." Ed frowned, agreeing as well.

"Han Ming, this guy is really insatiable. Fool us, and come to New York to fool the world. Shujie also scolded: "How can he be worthy of the word teacher?" ”

"Of course not!" For a while, everyone was indignant.

"What's the use of scolding him here?" Ed shook his head.

"It's useless," Roc replied, "but we can't let him harm the other students anymore." ”。

"Easy to say. What can we do with him? Shujie shrugged his shoulders and asked himself, "Can we do it?" ”

In the guest room of the Fuxing Hotel, the three of them were speechless again. They know very well that Han Ming is the big boss of a listed company, and he is just a poor student, so he can only live behind closed doors.

", why not?" Suddenly, the voice of the Roc sounded in the hut.

"What for?"

"Do a big deal!"

"What's big?"

"I want Han Ming to admit his lie!" Dapeng's words were like thunder on the ground: "Isn't he going to ring the city bell?" Isn't the bell-ringing ceremony going to be broadcast live in China? Let's ask him to tell the truth about the new West in the live broadcast. ”

Han Ming confessed his mistake on TV, which was great! This scene made Shujie feel excited when he thought about it. He hurriedly supported: "Yes! The truth! Don't let more students be fooled. ”

"And then apologize to the people of the whole country." Roc then played.

"Yes, apologies!" Ed perked up, too.

"That's it! Han Ming must apologize to all the classmates who were deceived! Shujie added. After that, he and Ed looked at Dapeng in unison, thinking, "But how can I make Han Ming admit his mistake on TV?" ”