Mercedes-Benz was driving on the street, and the windows were lowered. Ai Fei's elbow was on it, driving slowly, while enjoying the scenery on the street and browsing the buildings on both sides. Compared with Japan, the United States is simply a model of modernization. The towering Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, Times Square prequels, and the famous Broadway, Wall Street, Greenwich Village, Central Park, United Nations Headquarters, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Metropolitan Opera and other famous attractions are not comparable to Japan, which has suffered from war.

Ai Fei's mind was not on this. He came out of the police station and drove all the way. What could he do? This is the United States. Because of the Pearl Harbor incident, facing a Japanese like him, he did not detain himself in the police station for 48 hours. Giving him some American-style hospitality ceremony would be considered a great gift to international friends. Otherwise, would he dare to take revenge on others? It would be better to think about how he should do the first step in the United States. If the watch is gone, it will be gone, and it will be rewarded for beggars. He said to himself with a q-smell in his heart. However, 30,000 yen is indeed enough for a man to hurt!

The car drove to a pizza restaurant in lower Manhattan and stopped it: "I'm sorry..."

In front of a newspaper booth in front of the cake shop, the owner was picking up the bundle of The New York Times that had just been delivered and preparing to sell in Kaifeng. Hearing this, he looked up: "What?"

"Can you tell me where you can rent or sell a house?"

"What?" The big man with a natural eyebrows didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"……………” Ai Fei repeated again, and now the big Han heard it: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

"I'm in vain!" Ai Fei murmured: "Get me a picture of the New York Times today."

"Wait!" the big man replied in a rough voice, pulling out a copy from the already opened newspaper bundle: "55 cents."

Ai Fei settled the account and put the newspaper on the steering wheel to read it. Some current political news were not something he should pay attention to. He found the social news page and browsed it from beginning to end. Well, the time traveler had a little bit of good luck. He quickly found his target and identified the surrounding environment, and he moved the car.

In front of the apartment at 134 Lesing Avenue, Lower Manhattan, the car was slow. The car stopped steadily and opened. A lady wearing a black coat, a black hat on her head and a black veil hung on her head slowly walked out. Following her out of the car were two children, a boy and a girl, who were wearing black suits and coats like her. Needless to ask, this was a family who had just finished a funeral event.

Several cars stopped behind, and men, women, old and young people got off the top. One of them was black and a ponytail, with a black lady tied in her head and walked apart to the lady who got off the first car, and whispered something in her ear. The latter was lying on her shoulder and thrusting her shoulders silently.

The others stood on the side, and it was not easy to persuade him, so they could only watch this way. The two children stood sensible next to the lady, with a dismal face. Maybe in their little hearts, they were also feeling sad about losing the most important person in their family? Fortunately, after Ms. Hei's persuasion, the first woman finally raised her head and walked up the stairs. The people behind also followed her steps into the building.

Ai Fei's car parked not far away, looked at the scene in front of him and sighed softly: He really doesn't want to be such a rude and bastard visitor, but there is really no way. Should he let himself stay in a hotel? It's not that he can't achieve such a financial ability, but, as soon as he arrived in a different place, he would save as long as he could.

Thinking in his mind, he walked out of the car, rummaged through the suitcase behind the car, found the suit, and changed into the car, and there was no need for a tie. It was not a rude to attend such an occasion. Just look at the reflector and there was no taboo on his body, so he walked up the stairs and pressed the doorbell: "Dingling! Dingling!"

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor and the door was opened. A young man in his thirties, a red-headed man in his thirties stood in the door and looked at the handsome young man in front of him: "I'm sorry... Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing. I'm Ai Fei from Japan."

"Japan?" The young man from Hong was stunned: "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's so, I'm sorry to know about Mr. Clint's misfortune. By the way, I know it from the newspaper."

“…………”

"But I think, for Mr. Clint's widow, the most important thing is not how to mourn the deceased relatives, but how to live a better life. What do you think?"

The red-headed guy turned around and looked around, quietly flashed out, and closed the door with him: "What do you want to say?"

Ai Fei and him didn't have much politeness either: "If I do, it will cause you unhappiness, please forgive me for your recklessness... Have you seen the car on the side of the road?"

"Hmm!so?"

"I am a young man from Japan and hope to survive in the United States. The first step I want to do is to get a place where I can sleep, so..."

"What?"

"I want to buy Mr. Clint's property."

Hongtou thought he had heard it wrong: "Sorry, what did you say?"

"I mean..." Ai Fei scratched his head awkwardly, and he also felt that he was a pure bastard: "I want to buy the property left behind Mr. Clint."

This time, Hongtou not only blushed, but his face also began to turn red - like a huge carrot: "What did you say? You damn bastard!?"

Ai Fei took the initiative to take a few steps back without waiting for him to pounce on him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I can give you a very suitable price!"

"Get out of here! You damn Japanese monkey!" Mr. Carrot, he was wrong, Mr. Redhead was full of anger and his eyes were red.

The door behind the two people was opened again, and several more people walked out: "Hans, what's wrong?"

“…………”

I heard the young man named Hans talked about the matter, and the few people who came out were all unhappy. I think so, someone came to buy a house just after such a thing happened to someone else. It was simply too much! Not to mention that the person who came was the Japanese who was most hated by Americans!

Seeing this, Ai Fei stepped down a few more steps: "Gentlemen, I'm sorry, I absolutely have no intention of disrespecting you and Mr. Clint's widow and relatives. I'm just one..."

The door opened for the third time, this time the two ladies walked out and someone explained the situation to them. The ponytail lady immediately widened her eyes and glared at Ai Fei.

The latter finally retreated to the bottom of the stairs: "Well, I know that my actions are unforgivable, and I dare not ask for your forgiveness. Once again, I want to reiterate that I have absolutely no intention of disrespecting you and Mr. Clint's widow and relatives."

“…………”

"Does this... mean you don't want to see me appear here again?" Ai Fei talked to himself for a long time, but no one paid attention to him, which made him feel a little boring: "So, I'm sorry."

When he opened the car door, Ai Fei cursed in his heart: Where did he learn this bad habit? Or is it because of his personality that belongs to Ai Fei himself? I remember that when I was in Japan, I was a very polite and polite person. Why did he become such a virtuous person when he arrived in the United States? He deserved to ignore you!

Just as I was about to get in the car, I suddenly heard a girl shouting from the steps: "I'm sorry, please wait!"

Volume 2, Section 4

A few minutes later, Ai Fei sat in the living room of Mr. Clint's house. When he walked into the house, Ai Fei agreed with the decision he had just made: it was amazing! This is a two-story villa with 5 bedrooms upstairs, 2 of which are bedrooms for two children; one is the master's bedroom, and the type with its own bathroom; one is the study room, and the other is the gym for the male owner to exercise. In the 1950s, it can be said that the layout of the room was quite front. Downstairs is the reception room, the guest bedroom, the kitchen, the bathroom, enter through a door of the kitchen, and the underground storage room.

Accompanied by the expressionless hostess, an angry ponytail and Mr. Carrot, Ai Fei walked around the entire apartment and returned to the reception room. Facing the resentment or disgusting eyes of others besides the hostess, he touched his nose awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing everyone."

"Did anyone tell you that you are a very annoying person?" While the hostess went out to prepare coffee for him, the ponytail finally couldn't help it.

"Thankfully, you just need to meet me, and I have to face him 24 hours a day!"

The ponytail wanted to say something, the hostess came back and placed the coffee in front of him: "It seems that she doesn't know your name yet?"

"My name is Ai Fei, just call me Ike..."

"Ms. Clint."

"Sorry, please accept my most sincere apology. Mrs. Clint, I am definitely not that kind..."

Mrs. Clint immediately interrupted him, as if he had said more words to him were an insult to himself! "Mr. Ai Fei, you have seen my house. Do you think you are satisfied?"

"Satisfied, I'm very satisfied."

"If you are satisfied, do you think the price of 75,000 US dollars is also acceptable?"

The ponytail grinned. My cousin’s bid was so ruthless! But it should be, this annoying Japanese monkey is so annoying!

Just when everyone thought that this Japanese monkey had to think about it again, he nodded openly: "When can you handle the relevant procedures with me as soon as possible?"

"………………” Mrs. Clint was stunned. The price of 75,000 yuan was already the price she said after biting her teeth. He actually agreed. Seeing that he was so happy, he should really want 10,000 yuan with him.

"Mrs. Clint?" Ai Fei picked up the coffee cup and took a sip: "………?

Having said that, if you want to increase the price, it would be a deliberate mess. Mrs. Clint shook her head with a little regret: "No, nothing."

"I mean, when will you be able to go through the procedures with me as soon as possible?"

"Ah!" Mrs. Clint woke up from a dream: "If you need it, we can do it today."

Ai Fei put the coffee cup on the coffee table: "So, please allow me to drive."

In the Mercedes-Benz, Ai Fei, Ponytail, Carrot, and Mrs. Clint, and his group rushed to Citibank near Broadway Street. From their conversation, Ai Fei knew that the Ponytail was Mrs. Clint's cousin (sister), and Carrot was the hostess' younger brother (egrother), who was specially rushed from Seattle to handle the funeral of his brother-in-law for his sister.

The ponytail's real name is Rowling. Ai Fei heard it, but was not interested. What does your name have to do with me? I am a bastard in your heart. Why do you care so much about it? He doesn't care about her, but the other party is very interested in him: "Mr. Ai Fei?"

"What?" Ai Fei answered expressionlessly in front of him.

"Is it the only illusion that I am like this? Japanese people are like this, they hate and don't know how to respect others?"

"Oh, ma'am, you just saw a tree." Ai Fei replied coldly, and his feet increased the strength and the car's degree increased.

The ponytail hit a nail head-on, and wanted to say a few more words, Mrs. Clint patted her on the shoulder from behind, and the latter stopped talking.

Citibank was not very far from Mrs. Clint's home. It took a few minutes to arrive. Ai Fei thought of a gentleman. Who knew that Mr. Carrot would not give him such an opportunity at all. He opened the car door first and helped the two ladies get out of the car. After waiting at the bank door for a while, the other family also came to the same place, and a group of people walked into the bank door.

The bank staff who had been in charge of the reception came forward: "Ladies..." and only said one sentence, there was nothing left: Why do these people's clothing seem to have just attended the funeral? Of course, Americans do not have such taboos as Orientals, but a little doubt is inevitable.

Ai Fei walked to the front: "I'm sorry...hey!"

"Ah! Yes." The staff came to their senses: "Sir..."

"I want to bring in a cash...Mrs. Clint, do you think the check is better or the cash is better?"

Mrs. Clint hesitated: "If you can, I think, checks will do."

"Okay..." Ai Fei turned around: "I want to apply for a cash check of 75,000 US dollars."

"Uh..." Such a large check is not something that the young man in front of him can decide. He quickly contacted the account manager. After some busyness, Ai Fei signed his name and number on the checkbook, tear it off and handed it to Mrs. Clint: "Please take a look."

In front of the bank staff, Mrs. Clint asked them to check it out - the two sides were really pure cooperative relationship, nothing to say about favors or face, and Clint didn't care whether Ai Fei's face looked good-fortunately, there was no problem with the check.

Mrs. Clint packed the check: "So, Mr. Aifei, when do you need my house?"

“The faster the better.”

"Okay." Mrs. Clint could really do it, and took out a large handful of keys from her carry-on bag: "This is my key. After we finish the relevant procedures, they are yours."

Ai Fei was stunned: "Mrs. Clint, I definitely didn't mean to let you vacate the house for me today. I mean, there are many things inside..."

"Some of the necessary ones have been moved out when you and I left. Others are free to throw away or keep them."

"Okay. If that's the case, I think we can go through the final procedures, right?"

Everything was done, it was already noon. Ai Fei hadn't eaten anything since he woke up in the morning, and felt a little hungry: "Mrs. Clint, is it my honor to invite you and your family to have lunch?"

"Oh, sorry, I don't think so." Mrs. Clint refused him without hesitation, but it was not as cold as when she woke up in the morning: "My family and I have something to do, thank you very much."

"Okay." Ai Fei didn't force himself. Today is enough to see him. Don't be embarrassed in front of others: "Since that's the case, goodbye."

Mrs. Clint shook hands with him and said goodbye to each other. The same was true for Mr. Carrot. When he reached the ponytail, the other party seemed to find it difficult to accept his actions today, and hesitated for a moment: "..."
Chapter completed!