Ever since Su Xiaoqiao and Jiang Xun were together, Su Xiaoqiao has been trying to find a way to contact her father's friends in the United States, wanting to go to Kassel Academy like Jiang Xun.

But it didn't work out, even if her father was willing to donate to the Kassel Academy.

Every year, Harvard University leaves a place for students from wealthy families who are willing to spend money, but the Kassel Academy does not, and the threshold for this private aristocratic college is even higher than that of Harvard.

Su Xiaoqiao studied in the United States for a year when she was in junior high school, and she knows the hot and unrestrained style of American girls.

She was very worried that Jiang Xun, a bad person, would not be able to resist the temptation to indulge himself in a decadent and degenerate capitalist country.

She had to set her sights on Lu Mingfei, bribing Lu Mingfei with all kinds of delicious and fun things, wanting to turn him into her insider in Kassel Academy.

In short, with the little goddess covering, Lu Mingfei can almost walk sideways in Shilan Middle School.

Of course, as a coward, it is impossible for him to do such a thing as bullying his classmates.

Even if one day he has the power to destroy the world, if others don't force him to death, he will most likely continue to play games, watch anime, and live peacefully with beautiful girls.

In short, Lu Mingfei's last time before graduating from high school was very relaxed and happy with the help of Xiao Tiannu.

After the fierce ideological battle, Lu Mingfei still gave up the idea of making a small report to Su Xiaoqiao.

He felt very guilty that he had not been able to complete the task given to him by Su Xiaoqiao.

Although the snacks given to him by Su Xiaoqiao were very tasty, he could not betray his brother. M. Lu is a super righteous person.

Jiang Xun looked at Lu Mingfei with a wry smile on his face, he didn't know what was wrong with this guy, it was Fingal who was sprayed with Coke, and it wasn't him, could it be that these two people really had a leg.

As the so-called brotherhood is deep and empathetic, Coke sprays on your face, but it hurts my heart?

"It's okay, it's okay" Fingal finished wiping the coke on his face and was about to return the handkerchief to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun felt a little disgusted in his heart, and he didn't want to touch the handkerchief that had been wiped on Fingal's face with Lu Mingfei's saliva, so he politely asked Fingal to accept it.

Fingal happily tucked his handkerchief into his pants, which had not been washed in an unknown amount of time.

Fingal's financial situation, although terrible, was still very vicious, and he could see at a glance that the handkerchief was expensive.

After seeing Jiang Xun take out the magnetic card of the CC1000 express train to identify himself, Fingal smiled and said, "My name is Fingal, I am your senior brother, what do you call this junior brother?" ”

Listening to Fingal call himself junior brother, Jiang Xun heard the theme song of "Journey to the West" in his ears:

"You carry the burden, I lead the horse......"

He felt that he had changed into a sand monk carrying a burden.

He shook his head, he didn't think it was his problem, it was Fingal.

Fingal was tall and handsome, and his appearance was very different from that of his second senior brother.

But this piece of temperament, Fingal, this guy is completely the second senior brother who accidentally reincarnated into the wrong reincarnation coordinate and accidentally reincarnated the wrong reincarnation on a German farm.

"Jiang Xun, a freshman of the 09th grade, hello senior brother, Lu Mingfei and I are from China and are classmates." Jiang Xun stretched out his hand to express his friendship.

Fingal held Jiang Xun's hand tightly, his eyes were on Jiang Xun's high-end handmade custom suit, and he praised: "Jiang Xun is really a talent." ”

"Senior brother has won the prize." Jiang Xun loosened his tie.

The set of clothes on his body was a gift prepared for him by Su Xiaoqiao, he was embarrassed to refuse his girlfriend's kindness, he usually preferred to wear a loose solid color T-shirt.

Fingal pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head, and said shyly: "This senior brother has something I want to ask you for, senior brother, I lost my wallet, I've been hungry for a week, and a sandwich can't fill my stomach at all, see if you can lend me some money, buy two more Coke sandwich packages, and I'll go back to school to pay you back." ”

Fingal's performance burst into tears, if Jiang Xun hadn't been clear about this guy's shameless character, he would really have been deceived by him.

Fingal, in order to prove his words, showed Jiang Xun the wrapping paper of the Subway sandwich that he had crumpled together.

He unfolded the wrapper, and the inside of the wrapper was clean, there was no oil or water, and the oil, sauce, and breadcrumbs that had fallen on the wrapper were all licked clean by Fingal.

There are still a few holes in the wrapper, and I don't know if they have been gnawed off by the hungry Fingal.

Jiang Xun heard Fingal's words and looked at his burly figure.

Such a small sandwich is a drop in the bucket for Fingal's size, and he sympathizes with it, but shakes his head anyway.

"It's okay, it's my brother who is abrupt, but I'm actually not that hungry." Fingal's face was full of disappointment, his stomach growled, and he looked like a wandering erha.

"Senior brother, I misunderstood, what I mean is that I and my senior brother are like old friends at first sight, like an old reunion, sandwiches are not enough to express my respect for my senior brother, I want to invite my senior brother to a big dinner."

Jiang Xun snapped his fingers, Katie over there made a phone call when she saw it, and half an hour later, a chef with a high hat pushed a food cart and appeared in the waiting room of Chicago Railway Station under the surprised eyes of the passengers.

Jiang Xun has already arranged for someone to bribe the security guards in the waiting hall, as long as they don't blow up the train station, no matter what security guards they do, they won't care.

Workers at Chicago train stations have long complained about the station's meager pay and are already planning a strike.

You can't expect a high level of responsibility from these guys who plan to strike.

However, this has little to do with Jiang Xun, on the contrary, he also appreciates the bribe-taking and refreshing attitude of the railway station staff.

After all, for a rich man like him, the more people are willing to accept bribes, the better.

Then the money in his hand will be more valuable.

Jiang Xun, Lu Mingfei and Fingal sat down under the guidance of a blonde waitress dressed in a black and white maid suit.

These waitresses have an elegant temperament, and the materials of the maid clothes they wear don't look cheap, anyway, they are more expensive than the clothes on Lu Mingfei and Fingal combined.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed, while Fingal's eyes lit up, his hand held a knife and fork, and his excited tongue was about to stick out and sigh.

Dishes such as black truffle dumplings, tomato buffalo cheese salad, popped lamb chops, foie gras, and caviar are served on a table covered with white linen tablecloths.

As many as 36 dishes, prepared by the star chef of Chicago's famous three-Michelin-starred restaurant, Jiang Xun booked through Benedict's connections.

The drinks are made from Pillitteri Winery in Canada for $500 a bottle, which is not considered the best wine.

But Jiang Xun can't appreciate the better wine, and he can't taste the good or bad of those thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of bottles of fine wine.

His tongue could not taste the mellow aroma of red wine like a taster did, and the difference between expensive red wine and cheap red wine sold in the supermarket was the difference between ordinary and particularly unpleasant to him.

Unlike icewine, which refers to the wine made by delaying the harvest of grapes, letting the grapes freeze naturally at -7°C, and then pressing and fermenting them in a frozen state.

Icewine is full-bodied, has a unique flavor, has a honey and fruit aroma, and has a sweet, mellow, fresh and delicious taste.

Ice wine, which is as sweet as honey, Jiang Xun likes it very much, he can't understand it, life is bitter enough, why do so many people still like to drink bitter wine?

Humans are genetically determined to be happy because of sweetness, not bitterness.

No wonder Li Bai said: Drawing a knife to cut off the water is more flowing, and raising a glass to eliminate sorrow is even more sorrowful.

Li Bai must be sad if he drinks bitter wine, he should drink some ice wine.

Two waitresses are on standby with small hand-held Xiaoice boxes, adding golden liquor to their glasses at any time, so that the temperature of the ice wine is always kept in the best tasting range of 4~8 °C.

The other waitresses gracefully move between the three of them and the dishes like butterflies, providing them with attentive service so that they can focus on enjoying the food in front of them.

It's a bit too hearty to eat so many dishes for three people, but with Fingal and Jiang Xun two foodies, they didn't waste much.