371: C371 The Mayor Personally Welcomed Them

C371 The Mayor Personally Welcomed Them

The middle-aged man laughed:

"Then you must have come for the American green card. Don't worry. Although this is the first time you've come to America, there are many difficulties and indecisiveness, but everything will pass. Who will come to the United States, especially New York? He would not start from the bottom, would he? The young man would work hard and leave the country. Look at me, even though I'm still sweeping the streets. But I'll be able to get a green card soon, and become a real American. "

When he spoke of this middle-aged man, his face was filled with pride. He was ready to accept Zhang Muye's worship. After all, almost all of the people in the country, especially those who had just arrived in New York, had dumbfounded expressions on their faces. They lived at the bottom of society and struggled hard, and Zhang Muye looked especially like this.

Zhang Muye nodded. "I didn't come to America to ask for a green card. I have something to do."

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Muye with disdain and said, "Who doesn't want a green card in America? You can't imagine the freedom and democracy in America. Even if we sweep the streets in America, at least with a green card, we will have votes. We are the real owners, much stronger than in the country. "

"Uncle, how long has it been since you came back? China is also developing vigorously!"

"Is that so?" The uncle obviously did not believe it. That look of contempt on his face made it seem as if he was still living in the hot water in China, and he was the real heaven on earth.

At this time, on the big screen of the airport, a scene of a foreigner meeting an Asian man was playing. The uncle pointed at the image and said, "Did you see that foreigner? That's the mayor of New York City, a very powerful figure! I heard that this East Asian man used to be a child of the poor in the Republic of China. Because of his contribution to New York City, not only did he receive an audience with the mayor of New York City, but he also received an interview with the mayor of New York City. He's now a famous figure in New York."

At this point, the middle-aged man had a fascinated look on his face. It was as if the green card was his lifelong pursuit.

Zhang Muye was silent. First of all, he did not spend too much time abroad, but he still learned from many news reports that many people yearned to live abroad. It was as if they were superior to others overseas, but in reality, the rapid development of the country these few years was not completely useless.

"Young man, work hard! For the green card, the mayor of New York will also find time to meet you in the city government hall one day. That's a huge honor! "

" Thank you. " Zhang Muye smiled, neither servile nor overbearing.

Guo Dong and Baby, who were next to him, also heard their conversation. Guo Dong curled his lips and said to the middle-aged uncle, "Uncle, you... Is it interesting to talk like this? Do you think it's that easy to get a green card? And the mayor of New York? The mayor of New York is so busy, how can he be free?"

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement when he heard that.

Suddenly, a huge headlights appeared in front of them, and a rather flashy Mercedes-Benz slowly came to a stop in front of Baby and Guo Dong. Then, a bald man said with a smile, "Baby is here? Hurry up and get in the car. Guo Dong, hurry up too. Your aunt can't wait to see you guys."

Guo Dong quickly got into the car. Bob was about to get in the car when his shoelaces suddenly loosened. Bob then squatted down and tied his shoelaces.

The middle-aged uncle had also finished smoking all his shoelaces. He seemed to be enjoying it very much. Therefore, Zhang Muye took out another cigarette and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man felt that Zhang Muye was quite good at dealing with matters, so he smiled and said, "Young man, it's not expensive, and there are many benefits to immigration. In the future, you will also have social status, and there will also be... "

Zhang Muye did not listen to the following words, because at this time, an entire line of carriages had arrived. It was Claude who had brought a group of people to pick up Zhang Muye!

This carriage was led by a black Rolls-Royce, and the surroundings were filled with black Mercedes-Benz that appeared domineering and steady, causing people to be unable to help but feel fear in their hearts.

The convoy had just arrived, and everyone's gaze was fixed on the convoy. They really wanted to know who this domineering convoy was welcoming.

The door opened, and a group of bodyguards ran out. Then, they came to the Rolls Royce and respectfully opened the door.

Claude walked out. Next to him was a fat white man who looked very stylish.

When he found out about Zhang Muye's identity, the fat white man quickly stretched out his hand and said respectfully to Zhang Muye, "Welcome, my friend. You have come to New York, and it has brought honor to the entire New York. Tonight, I have specially prepared dinner for you at home. I hope to have a pleasant time with you. "

Claude quickly introduced, "This is our distinguished Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang, this is the mayor of New York City, mr. Phillip. He said he would personally come to pick you up and hope to have dinner with you."

Zhang Muye smiled neither servile nor overbearing. "Hello, mr. Phillip. It's an honor to meet you."

Phillip laughed and said, "Mr. Zhang, you are too modest. This should be my honor."

Then Claude welcomed Zhang Muye and sat in the Rolls-Royce boss seat. Under the escort of the convoy, they headed to the white Fatty's residence.

The middle-aged man still had the cigarette butt in his mouth. His mind recalled the white man's appearance just now. Then, he looked at the huge screen of the airport and saw the scene of the mayor of New York. He was so shocked that he could not speak.

When he recalled the boastful act he had boasted about in front of Zhang Muye, the middle-aged man wished he could crawl into the seams of the ground. He wondered when a young man from the motherland could receive such a warm welcome from the mayor of New York. Even... an extremely private dinner?

Could it be that the motherland had undergone a tremendous change after not returning for so many years?

Guo Dong and Baby also saw the scene just now. They saw Zhang Muye sitting on a Rolls-Royce, then being escorted by many bodyguards, and even a police car slowly opening up a path and leaving. That face was burning hot, as if someone had slapped it.1

On the contrary, baby's eyes were shining brightly. She felt that the boy she met on the plane had given her a huge shock!

"Who is he?" The bald driver asked in surprise. If he had not heard wrongly, Fatty was the mayor of New York?

Baby said proudly, "That's my friend. He just came from the country and hasn't immigrated yet!"

"Amazing!" The baldy praised sincerely. Not many people could understand the hardships of people who wandered overseas. But now, a young man from the country was received by the mayor of New York in such a friendly manner...

The mayor of New York was called Phillip, and he had a good relationship with Claude. If Dahua Company wanted to be listed on the Nasdaq this time, other than the capital market, they also needed to borrow political power. Of course, they would need to pay Phillip a little labor fee.

Phillip was also very willing to meet such a young but wealthy man with a net worth of millions. America was a capitalist society, a capitalist of the government.

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