The long, boring flight finally came to an end with a violent jolt that gradually turned into a smooth one.

Xia Feng yawned, unbuckled his seat belt and stood up a little sleepily, looking at an old woman next to him with some unpleasant eyes.

The woman was probably in her 50s, very bloated, almost a gas canister that could walk.

Along the way, the other party did almost nothing else, and did three things.

Sleeping, farting, snoring.

It's really annoying, he doesn't want it.

Many times, he wanted to wake up the other party, for fear that the other party would not pull his trouser pocket in such a way.

Coming out of the airport in Los Angeles, Xia Feng took out his mobile phone and dialed a number according to his memory.

When connected, he asked in English:

"Miss Tina, I'm out of the airport."

"Okay Mr. Xia, wait a minute, I'm around here."

"I see, I'll see you later."

Before Xia Qi got on the plane, he had already called Steven Johnson's daughter Tina and told her to come to the airport to pick him up.

He didn't have to wait too long, and a red Maserati appeared in his sight.

Subsequently, the car stopped not far from Xia Feng.

The windows slowly lowered, revealing a very delicate face.

"Mr. Xia, right?"

Xia Feng looked at the woman in the car, and nodded subconsciously, the other party was much better looking than he imagined.

The golden-brown hair is not too long, nor is it the slightly wider cheeks of ordinary European and American women, on the contrary, it is a small face that is more oriental.

It's like an adult version of Barbie.

Because the other party was sitting in the car, he didn't know what his figure was.

But he was soon able to figure it out.

"Miss Tina is glad to see you, you are more beautiful than I expected."

Xia Feng smiled and greeted Tina, a symbolic compliment.

Tina smiled as well, and then he opened the door and got into the car.

After coming in, Xia Feng used his spare eyes to look at Tina from head to toe very quickly.

Tina was wearing a blue denim skirt, which was so short that Xia Feng could see the color of the other party's underwear.

This also made Xia Feng's blood gush a little, and he couldn't help but move his body.

"Mr. Xia takes the liberty of asking, how did you and my father meet?"

Although Tina looked warm and polite, she was not defenseless, after all, looking at Xia Feng's age, she didn't look like she could be friends with her father.

"I'm your father's student.

As for what he has to convey on my behalf, when I get to your house, I will let him tell you in person. ”

"Go to my house?"

Tina didn't expect Xia Feng to be so direct.

"If it's not convenient, we can also change places."

"There's no inconvenience."

Tina shook her head, although she was a little surprised by Xia Feng's words, but he was not afraid of what this oriental teenager would do to her, so he stopped talking and concentrated on driving along the airport expressway, all the way in the direction of her house.

Although the number of people in the United States is much smaller than in China, for a metropolis like Los Angeles, there are also traffic jams.

It's just that in terms of frequency, it's not as frequent as in China.

Xia Feng has never been to Los Angeles, so he doesn't know much more than that Hollywood is here and has an NBA team.

So he could only get a general idea of the map and the route Tina drove on.

Tina is quieter, with American country music playing in the car, the rhythm is brisk and very pleasant to listen to.

Xia Feng adjusted the seat back, listened to the music, and fell asleep comfortably.

I don't know how long I slept, until Tina's slightly hoarse female voice sounded in his ears, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'm sorry, I fell asleep. Has it arrived? ”

Xia Feng looked at Tina with some embarrassment, and Tina also smiled and didn't say anything.

When he opened the car door and got out of the car, Xia Feng had the illusion of entering the farm, because the roadside was full of personal lawns, and behind the lawn, villas of large or small were arranged in a neat and orderly manner.

Each house has a yard, either closed or semi-open, like in the countryside of the country, with only two iron gates.

Tina's house is very tightly fenced, and even if you can see it from the outside, the area inside should be not small.

Tina walked to the door and then unlocked it with her fingerprint, Xia Feng followed behind, observing intentionally or unintentionally.

The yard is large, and there is also a basketball court in it, but only half of the court.

At the other end of the basketball court, there is a garage with a door ajar and three cars parked inside.

Among them is also a particularly domineering pickup truck.

When Xia Feng saw the pickup truck, he suddenly had a plan to buy one in his heart, which was much more domineering than the car he drove.

As for whether it costs gas or not, of course he won't care about those two dollars.

Entering the villa, the most intuitive feeling is a strong simple style.

The surrounding walls are not even painted, and the furniture is colorful and haphazardly placed in all corners of the living room.

Above is a ceiling made of wire, from which several light bulbs are hung.

Most people, if they have money, will decorate their homes more luxuriously, anyway, they just look tall.

Only a small number of people went back to consider whether art was art, anyway, the decoration of Tina's house, he didn't see any art at all.

It's a feeling that I haven't cleaned up the house for a long time and it's a mess.

The sofa is not the kind of large, comfortable couch, but like the domestic Internet café, which can barely fit into a person's small sofa.

If you don't have a pillow, your back will be sore after sitting for a few hours.

"Mr. Xia, please take a seat."

Tina motioned for Xia Feng to sit down, and then she went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and asked Xia Feng:

"Would you like something to drink? Beer? And ice milk. ”

"Is there chilled water?"

"Sorry, there is no such thing, only room temperature."

"Then give me a glass of room temperature water."

Xia Feng's mouth was indeed a little dry, Tina opened a can of dark beer, poured Xia Feng a glass of water, and then sat opposite Xia Feng.

Seeing Tina drinking beer with an expressionless face like drinking water, Xia Feng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but thinking of the women here are more independent in life, and there are not so many so-called moral constraints, so he didn't think much about it.

And unlike in China, women have to do this, do that, and can't do this, do that, or whatever, with so many pairs of eyes staring at you.

A can of dark beer was quickly drunk, and Tina took out another pack of women's cigarettes, lit it, smoked it, and spat out a string of light cigarettes:

"Mr. Xia, can you tell me now what my father asked you to convey?"

"Yes, but Miss Tina closes the curtains and tightens them first.

Try not to let any light in. ”

"Why?" Tina asked, puzzled.

"Do as I say, and you'll soon know why."