The schedule of the Chinese Hypnosis Master Exchange Meeting is only three days, and the actual meeting is only one day.

Report on the first day, meet the next day, and go back to your own house on the third day, and find your mother. The guest room is only left until twelve o'clock noon, and the out-of-pocket fee is postponed. These schedules are printed on a4 paper and distributed to each participant.

Early in the morning, President Zhou Da was called to have breakfast by Li Bai. Grandma Wang was also with him. There were three people when he came, and naturally three people when he returned.

No one wants to stay in Hujiang Market for a long time, so it’s better to go back early.

After breakfast, they checked in one after another.

Li Bai picked up the car from the hotel's underground garage, drove to the hotel door, and helped Dean Zhou and Grandma Wang put their luggage into the trunk.

Just as the Benz was about to set off, President Zhou suddenly asked Li Bai to stop.

"Drive slowly!"

"Um?"

Before Li Bai could have time to have questions, he got the answer.

A foreigner was dragging his suitcase and looking around near the driveway exit of the hotel gate, as if waiting for a car.

It was the special guest who attended the exchange meeting yesterday, Professor Ichabod Reus, a master of hypnosis.

The organizer's headquarters is in Beijing, so naturally there is no way to prepare a special car for this special guest in Hujiang Market. However, it is also very convenient to get a taxi in Hujiang Market. Whether it is calling a taxi with a mobile phone, asking a taxi in a hotel, or taking a taxi by the way.

But this is a bit early, and I didn’t see a taxi coming for a while.

President Zhou asked Li Bai to slowly lean over the big gang, poked half of his head out of the car window, and took the initiative to say hello: "Professor Ikabod, are you waiting for a taxi?"

Ikabod responded with a smile: "Hello, Zhou, yes, I'm waiting for a taxi. Are you going back?"

"Where are you going to go? If it's convenient, I still have an open seat here."

President Zhou Da doesn't mind making a favor.

“Is it convenient to go to Hongqiao Airport?”

Ikabod hesitated for a moment. He had been waiting here for almost ten minutes, but there was still no taxi coming.

"It's convenient, get in the car!"

President Zhou Da agreed without hesitation, which was just a matter of kicking the accelerator.

Ikabod said with some surprise: "Thank you so much, I will pay the fare."

After all, the takeoff time of the plane will not wait for anyone, so it will be more at ease to feel better.

President Zhou Da waved his hand and said heroically: "This is China. It hurts your feelings when talking about money. Just get on the bus, it's free."

After putting the other party's luggage into the trunk, Grandma Wang sat in the passenger seat, and sat in the back seat with [Zeroling Books.com] Ikabod in the back seat, and then Da Ben started again.

"Thank you, Zhou, thank you for your generosity. You China is such a hospitality country."

With the help of the other party, Ikabod naturally didn't mind saying a few more good words and getting the national spirit of Dean Zhou and others.

No matter which country or nation is placed in, hospitality will be responded enthusiastically. This is a common compliment, even in the stingy and mean capitalist world.

"Where are friends coming from afar, it's a pleasure, it's just a little bit of work, Professor Ikabod, are you planning to return home next?"

There are two airports in Hujiang City, one is an international airport and a domestic airport, and the other is a pure domestic airport. Ikabod's destination, Hongqiao Airport, is a domestic airport, but he is an American. President Zhou Da intends to confirm his itinerary. Don't go to the wrong airport, as it will delay the itinerary.

Because there are two airports, the mistakes happen often.

"No, there is another lecture in Shuangqing City, tomorrow!"

Ikabod's itinerary is obviously more than one in Hujiang Market. It is probably a matter of saving up for a while and checking in in China to avoid making a single trip.

"Is it still time?"

President Zhou Da looked at his watch. It was already nine:11 in the morning.

"The plane should be too late."

Ikabod also set off with some slightest intention to waste more time in the middle.

"If there is no traffic jam, it's better to set off early next time."

President Zhou Da has heard others talk about how traffic in Hujiang City is so congested, and sometimes driving is even faster than bicycles.

However, there have been blockages along the way, but I have not stepped on the rush hour in the morning and evening. I have never really experienced the scene of the ten-mile long street turning into a parking lot.

"Yes, is that true? Thanks for the reminder! I will pay attention next time."

Ikabod was stunned. When he saw the traffic flow outside that was obviously slowing down, he realized that he seemed to underestimate the traffic status of this international metropolis.

President Zhou Da patted Li Bai's backrest and said, "Can you get to the airport at 11 o'clock?"

He and Grandma Wang returned to Huxi City, but they were not in time. It didn't matter if they arrived in the afternoon. However, judging from the current traffic conditions, this foreign guest might have to hurry up.

The plane is almost 12 o'clock, and after the security check at 11 o'clock, you basically step on the line. If you are a little late, you may not be able to catch up with the plane.

"Eleventh o'clock? It should be fine! At least it won't be stuck for an hour, right?"

Li Bai looked at the navigation turned on by his mobile phone. Many sections of the road were already showing a busy red warning state. The road ahead of Daben was also a yellow warning. Although it was not blocked, one Buddha left his body and the other Buddhas ascended to heaven, it could also become congested at any time.

It is now the end of the morning rush hour at work, and traffic should be able to return to normal at most around ten o'clock.

It is almost an hour away from Hongqiao Airport. You can reach here. You can step on the accelerator a few more steps, press the speed limit, and eat less traffic lights. Maybe you can get ten minutes earlier.

The real situation was indeed as Li Bai said. After about ten minutes of slowing down with the traffic, the speed of the car finally increased again. On the way, I encountered several brief congestion and finally arrived at Hongqiao Airport at 10:50.

After taking his luggage out of the car, Ikabod thanked Li Bai and President Zhou Da again.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask in front of Li Bai, "Li, can you tell me that you have hypnotized me yesterday?"

Ikabod had always had doubts in his heart, but it was hard to say in front of President Zhou Da. It was not until the end that he finally asked.

Li Bai still said honestly: "Uh! My appetite is indeed so big!"

It’s not a grudge. He could never hypnotize the other person twice in a row in one morning and one afternoon. Professor Ikabod is also a hypnosis master. If he calms down and reviews carefully, he should easily notice the strangeness.

It is naturally expected to solve the problem at this time.

"ah!?"

Icardo looked like he saw a ghost, but muttered to himself: "So that's it, so that's it!"

After getting Li Bai's affirmative answer, some of the doubts in his heart were finally resolved. He pulled his luggage and walked into the airport hall in a daze.

"Xiao Li, what did you say to him?"

Seeing Ikabod suddenly become strange, Dean Zhou, who returned to the car, frowned.

Li Bai sat in the driver's seat and started again, saying, "I didn't say anything. He just asked me if I used hypnosis during breakfast yesterday. I said no, Dean, you should know if it's useful."

"Of course not!"

President Zhou Da’s answer is consistent with Li Bai, but he still can’t figure it out, and Ikabod is still struggling with this issue.

Can eating a meal make people feel hurt?

However, as Chinese, it is naturally difficult to understand why foreigners are scared by eating.

Gluttonym is known as one of the seven deadly sins in Europe and the United States, but in China, there are not many derogatory statements.

What you know is called a glutton, what you can eat is called a foodie, what you greedy is called a greedy, no matter how many you can put anything into your mouth, it is called a glutton, and there seems to be no negative comment.

Isn't it good to be able to eat and eat more and grow meat?

"Director, don't you have any other itinerary? Go back to Huxi City directly."

Li Bai reset the navigation and found the road directly from Hongqiao Airport in Hujiang City to the main urban area of ​​Huxi City.

"It's gone, go back!"
Chapter completed!