Afterwards, Frank returned to the tavern in disappointment, and the bartender was wiping his glass with a sigh.

"What will happen to them?"

Of course Frank knew that the bartender had just watched the whole process and asked a tentative question.

The bartender shrugged helplessly: "What else can you do? After sobering up tomorrow, just wait to go to court?"

"If you hurt the store's things, you have to compensate others, and if you break someone, you have to compensate others."

"If there are not, then you will be prosecuted for endangering public security. You have to sit in a kiln for a few days. After you come out, you will be deported..."

After hearing this, Frank was also stunned: "Is it so serious?"

"All young people, who hasn't made mistakes yet?"

He said, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

The bartender opposite him glanced at him strangely and said.

"Friend, if you want to live here in the future, I advise you to adjust your mentality."

"The current flame dragon is not the previous flame dragon, and Bincheng is also different from other cities."

"In this city, people will not be polite to you just because you have white skin or have some foreign nationality."

"In your hometown, it is true that young people can make mistakes and be forgiven, but that is in their own country."

"In your own country, your own people can spoil them. But this is Bincheng, and others won't spoil you."

"This is an elite city. It's no exaggeration to say that the development model of this city is the development model of the future city."

"They are not garbage stations, they collect all kinds of garbage! When they come, you just follow the rules, or you get out of here."

The bartender said to Frank meaningfully while wiping the wine glass.

Frank was silent after hearing this. He knew that they had no privileges anymore.

You can't enjoy the privilege of being superior to others like in other countries...

"I have been here for three years and I have lived a good life here because I abide by the rules here and respect the people here."

"But some bastards always think that they have privileges after growing a coat. I can see many idiots like this every year."

"Their final outcome is naturally not very good."

"Some people were thrown into prison because of mistakes, and some were directly dismissed back to their country."

The bartender said, seemingly meaninglessly, but in fact he was kind enough to remind Frank.

At this time, Frank's son, who had not spoken, also came over and patted his shoulder.

"Yes, dad, sometimes some of your mentality needs to be adjusted!"

Although his son didn't know what he was doing, he could have guessed more or less.

But his son never asked in detail, and seeing his son's attitude suddenly touched Frank.

It's true that his mentality needs to be adjusted!

This country and the people here can already be on par with them.

After drinking the last bite from the wine glass, the father and the two came out of the bar.

The streets outside now seem to be colder, but more and more people wandering on the streets.

It seems that many people suddenly emerge from the ground.

"These people hide in their rooms during the day and go out to have fun at night. It's really..."

When the son looked at the guys who were wearing strange clothes, he shook his head helplessly.

Only then did Frank see clearly that most of the guys were dressed in strange clothes and dyed with different colors of hair.

Some men painted the smoky makeup of vampires, and some dyed green hair. Anyway, there are all kinds of "demons and monsters".

It really made him feel a little numb from his scalp.

"What's going on?"

As the father and the other two walked back, Frank couldn't help but ask his son.

The son shook his head: "It's because Bincheng is developing better and better now, and artists from all over the world are here!"

"Today we see these things, we are doing performance art. These guys come all over the world. They like to rest during the day and come out to do activities at night."

"Fortunately, they don't like people from other places, like they like to do destruction everywhere..."

The son shook his head as he spoke, apparently he was not very interested in these artists.

But Frank felt that he had traveled to the Big Apple, the financial capital of Yariga decades ago.

At that time, it was the golden age of Big Apple.

With the prosperity of Yarica, artists from all over the world flocked to the Big Apple City.

At that time, the Big Apple City was a real melting pot.

Not only is the rapid economic development, but also various cultures, but also the thoughts are constantly touching each other, creating countless sparks of thinking.

It is these open and diverse thinking that brings brainstorming.

It has brought decades of development to Yalijia for future prosperity.

Especially the emergence of Turtle Valley is inseparable from artists who come from all over the world, as well as their descendants.

It is the emergence of these people that several major improvements in people's thinking limitations.

It seems that what they have brought is the artistic exchange, but in fact, the appearance of these people is like an economic prosperity index.

Wherever they prosper, they will appear.

And with the emergence of these people, they will bring many new ways of thinking and problem-solving patterns.

Once the Yanlong people absorb all their excellence, they will be at a new level in terms of scientific development and financial development.

It seems that it is really time to consider changing the foyer.

Thinking of this, Frank couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

The two of them walked slowly along the street. Fortunately, although the artists dressed strangely, they were easy to get along with and were not aggressive.

The two of them walked through the pedestrian street and arrived at the entrance of the underground garage of their community.

I swiped my card into the gate, turned a few turns, and then arrived at the elevator hall, and took the elevator and went straight upstairs.

They went back to their rooms to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Frank found that his son had long disappeared.

I left him breakfast on the table and a note.

It turned out that my son went to class and asked him to take good care of himself.

Frank smiled and shook his head. Fortunately, he had something to do today...

I took a look at the breakfast on the table, which was a mixture of Chinese and Western styles.

There are milk cereals, buns and fried dumplings, which are Frank's favorites.

But the most important thing is in the kitchen. He found a coffee maker and also found the coffee powder of Juice King.
Chapter completed!