Passengers were rushing everywhere.

Many people were holding pagers and looking around for public phones, and returning the number to call them.

Recently, the price of mobile phones has dropped by more than half, but it is still a "luxury product" that many people cannot afford.

In 1994, the bb machine that could call BBB is the mainstream.

After Han Xuan got off the plane, he asked the driver to take Fat Ding and the others to the villa in Manhattan's Upper West Side first, followed the crowd and walked towards the airport exit.

In fact, he usually asked the car to go inside the airport and took him away directly, but this morning Anya said she would come to pick her up, so she left here.

Anya stood alone in the crowd, particularly conspicuous.

Such a beautiful girl will be the focus everywhere.

After Han Xuan saw her, he opened his hands from a distance and gave Anya a big hug.

Then he bent his fingers and thrust his forehead, and when the girl was about to get angry, he said, "You ran away again, be careful that someone would be sold!

Don't do this in the future, do you know?"

"Who said I came by myself? Someone took me!"

Anya frowned and pointed her hand at a woman who looked nearly thirty years old beside her and introduced: "The assistant who the gallery arranged for me, her name is Candice."

"Oh, you're famous, and you have an assistant." Han Xuan teased her unscrupulously. Under Anya's unhappy eyes, she hugged her and walked forward, "Are you on vacation?"

“Yes, Christmas holidays are set aside for a total of twenty days.

Today is the first day. I was planning to sleep in at home, but my mother went to Australia to hold an art exhibition.

But seeing that you are pitiful, no one answered, I reluctantly asked Ms. Candice to bring me over."

“Now it’s just time to have lunch.

You are a landlord, what are you going to treat me to?”

When Anya heard this, she muttered: "Stingy!

There is McDonald's at the airport, I'll treat you to that one!"

"Okay, Gabriel and the others haven't eaten yet. Call Winnie back together. Are you sure you have enough money?"

"Marvel just paid me the royalties. Now that I have money, I can eat whatever I want!"

"How much money does it make this time, little rich woman?"

"you guess."

Han Xuan pretended to think for a long time, and slapped his head and said, "$874,300?"

"...I knew you knew that the company belonged to your grandfather, so I must have told you that it was so naive.

Ah! Mr. John, Martinez, Jones, and Mr. Anderson, hello."

The four rural people who came from Montana were marveling at how luxurious LaGuardia was.

Martinez even wanted to take a photo here as a souvenir and take it back for Old Patton, Alexander and others to see it. He shouted and looked excited, and lost Han Xuan's face.

I guess the passengers nearby were also wondering how such a person was surrounded by eight strong men who were obviously bodyguards. Did the rich people like this kind of tune recently?

"Hello, I've grown taller again, Anya."

Old John coughed dryly, and looked calm, staring at the electric patrol car under the airport security guards' feet, wondering how such a small thing would leave by himself.

Martinez squeezed his eyes and said to Anya: "You are so beautiful now, even more beautiful than when you were a child. Let's be Han Xuan's wife in the future.

Is anyone chasing you at school? No one else is not as good as him, so don't let it go."

Anya made a big blush about Martinez's joke, and Han Xuan was not embarrassed, and laughed and laughed silly.

Old John slapped Martinez in the back of the head and whispered: "Are you still thinking it's in Montana? Patton asked me to take care of you!

You dare to say anything randomly, and the people in the city pay attention to privacy, so don’t joke around!”

"You fight on the ranch, and you still fight when you come to New York. There are so many people here! Can you give some face?

Be careful that I get angry! I get angry, I am afraid, and I can't control it at all!"

Martinez covered her head and grinned in pain.

Everyone looked at him despised and walked forward silently...

Han Xuan and Anya sat in Candice's old Dodge car, stuck their heads out of the window, pointed to the roadside to lengthen the Cadillac, and said to Anderson and the others: "You guys take that car!"

Anderson was moved to tears, keeping the best with them, but Han Xuan himself was riding a small car. This spirit was really great.

He didn't know that Han Xuan was tired of taking a luxury car and came over to experience ordinary life, just like a rich man occasionally ate dried radish and took salted duck eggs to change his taste.

Not only does the United States have serious racial discrimination, but also regional discrimination in every place. At least New Yorkers have a sense of vague pride.

Han Xuan was afraid that Old John and the others would encounter such a thing, so when he passed by Fifth Avenue, he asked each of them to choose a suit in Givenchy's store, because some restaurants were not allowed to enter without formal wear.

More than ten meters away from the store, a small-scale sos supermarket has been opened.

A whole old eight-story Baroque building with a century-old history was bought by Mr. Han.

In fact, opening a supermarket here is definitely a loss of life. Most of the time I want to advertise for the company, I will make such a decision.

The soft value of a company is sometimes more important than money. Even if the top companies have nothing, they can only sell brand names and trademarks, which can make customers remember it even if they succeed.

Han Xuan took these people from the elevator to the top floor.

As the wooden door opens, it attracts a large and luxurious space with a luxurious style.

The gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling reflect dreamy and colorful lights at every angle.

The gorgeous European-style tables and chairs, small and exquisite bars, are painted red-brown, and each table is placed with a classic enamel vase.

In the vase, pink roses bloom softly, and match them very harmoniously with the surrounding elegant environment.

This is my father’s first restaurant, named “meet”, which means “meet”.

Han Xuan didn't think he could come up with such a name, probably because his mother helped him think of it.

The business just opened yesterday, and the flower baskets at the door were still on the spot. Many high-end New York diners came to taste it. Even at noon, there were more than a dozen guests waiting for empty seats outside.

Han Xuan didn't have to wait wherever he went to eat. Even the busiest restaurant would help him to free up a seat.

But he didn't want to break the rules in his father's restaurant, and he didn't make an appointment in advance, so when the welcome guest came over with a smile and invited him in, he shook his head and refused, "I'll wait in line."

This should be a very polite move, but the strangers sitting next to Han Xuan were uncomfortable all over by being stared at by so many bodyguards.

After a while, the manager of the restaurant came. He smiled first, then stretched out his hand and said, "There is a location on the rooftop. The open-air restaurant has been renovated, but it has not been used officially yet.

Sir, ma’am, if you want, you can go together.”

Han Xuan nodded: "Then go to the rooftop."

Most of the other guests agreed, and often ate indoors. It should be quite interesting to enjoy the food in another place.

Follow the manager up the stairs, the rooftop of hundreds of square meters was planted with green grass.

The pebbly path in the middle leads to a handful of red sun umbrellas, with a wooden table underneath it.

The entire roof and top are isolated from the outside world with glass. The steel frame has exquisite patterns. You are not afraid of wind and rain. The temperature here can be adjusted in winter and summer.

At the flower bed in the center, there is a beautifully shaped banyan tree planted. The table is covered with white stars and water droplets. You can feel the deliciousness in advance before you can eat.

Han Xuan found a place to sit down with Anya, and Candice left first while buying clothes.

Old John and Anderson all sat upright, and just looking at their appearance really made me feel like a successful person.

But I do farm work every day and my skin is not very good, which is obviously different from those white and clean guys.

When Anderson saw the menu, he immediately shouted and despised Han Qianshan, the black-hearted rancher.

He actually sold the things they raised so expensively, gritted his teeth and cursed. He was indeed a vicious capitalist (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!