Chen Zhao (zhao) walked out of the airport with his car box.

I heard that foreign people are living in dire straits and they must save them in the concept of saving the world.

There were two women standing at the gate, one of whom was Chen Zhao's mother, and the other was a white woman, her assistant, who seemed to be named Sally.

Chen Zhao is an accident doctor. He has had medical accidents in China and can no longer engage in related jobs in China.

So her mother brought Chen Zhao to the United States, which was not difficult for the chairman of a pharmaceutical company.

Of course, in return, Chen Zhao would donate his own bone marrow when her daughter, Chen Zhao's half-sister, needed bone marrow.

Chen Zhao's mother and father had divorced a long time ago, and then went abroad to work hard. Now Chen Zhao's mother is the boss of a pharmaceutical company.

However, this has nothing to do with Chen Zhao, and the two of them are more like familiar strangers.

Over the years, they have only a handful of contacts.

Chen Zhao's mother's help to him was more like a deal.

Of course, their relationship is not bad either.

It was not someone’s fault that my parents divorced in the early years, but it was that simple because they couldn’t get along.

There is nothing to dislike the poor and love the rich, and there is nothing to be forced by reality.

Then Chen Zhao chose to go with his father, it was that simple.

Chen Zhao is not the kind of person who lacks maternal love.

"This is your green card, and a bank card, with $10,000 in it."

"Thank you." Chen Zhao took the thing.

“Is there anything else that needs help?”

"No more... call me when she needs it."

Chen Zhao's mother nodded: "What industry are you planning to work in?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I have my own plan."

What a nonsense, Chen Zhao doesn’t even know where to live now.

"If you plan to return to your old business, it's best to take a medical license first. If you practice medicine illegally, you will be sent back and you will be sent to prison."

"I see."

After saying goodbye to his mother, Chen Zhao dragged a taxi onto a taxi.

"Where to go?" The taxi driver is a black man.

"Help me find a motel, thank you." Chen Zhao's English pronunciation is not very standard.

"Korean? Japanese? Chinese?"

"Chinese."

"Hello, my name is Vincent, what are you here to do?"

"escape."

"Oh my God, is your China so dangerous?"

"No, something happened to me in the country, so I had to escape."

"Black... Gang?"

"Okay, I'm a doctor." Chen Zhao replied helplessly.

Chen Zhao heard that every black man is a chatterbox, and Vincent proved this very well.

"Man, can you tell me what's going on?"

"A patient I took over performed an operation on him without signing a disclaimer. Unfortunately, he died and I became the murderer."

"Well, this is a sad story, why didn't the family sign a disclaimer?"

Chen Zhao really doesn't want to discuss this topic. Could he tell this black guy that this is the usual trick of some doctors, and let him and he condemn the cold-blooded and ruthless Chinese people with him?

"Do you have any requirements for accommodation?"

"The requirements are very simple, the environment is good, clean and tidy, the food is delicious, the price is cheap, and there are many beauties."

"Okay, I know a hotel, which costs only ten dollars a night." Vincent automatically omitted other requirements and only understood that it was cheap.

Chen Zhao was helpless and then happily accepted the motel.

The motel recommended by Vincent to Chen Zhao is located in the outskirts of Los Angeles. The environment is...it is surrounded by desolate sand.

It seems that Vincent knew the owner of this motel, a big bearded, short and fat white man, perhaps in a remote location, so he had no business and the boss was dozing off the counter.

"Hi Ethan, I brought you a guest, a lovely Asian."

Ethan opened his eyes slowly, his reaction seemed a little slow. He looked at Vincent and then at Chen Zhao: "Okay, fifteen dollars a night."

"Hey, Ethan, don't do this, this is my brother."

"Well, if you give cash, I'll give you ten dollars a night and offer you a breakfast."

Before Chen Zhao came, he exchanged some cash, so he paid for ten nights of accommodation with ease.

"Do you have a certificate? You can do it if you have a driver's license."

Chen Zhao took out his green card and after registering, Ethan took Chen Zhao to a room.

It was not as dirty as I imagined, at least in the acceptable range of Chen Zhao, there was a bathroom and a bedroom, and the window was right next to it, so the light was very good.

"Vincent, can I leave a contact information? If I need a car, I will find you."

"Of course, I'm happy."

Before leaving, Vincent hugged Chen Zhao, who was still unable to adapt to the Americans' overly enthusiastic etiquette.

However, Vincent is a familiar black man, at least Chen Zhao has a very good impression of him.

This is my home...

At least, I will live here for a long time in the future.

Until you make enough money or can't survive.

Chen Zhao took out his greeting and looked particularly solemn when he took out a metal box.

This metal box was passed down from generation to generation by the Chen family. Chen Zhao's father was a wise man when he was alive.

Chen Zhao was very curious about how the semi-illiterate father pursued the female academic domineering mother.

It is said that if you open the metal box, you need to inherit the Chen family's family business.

However, Chen Zhao has been unable to open the box, so Chen Zhao is very lucky.

After all, even a third-rate doctor is much better than being a sorcerer in the world, at least that's what Chen Zhao thinks.

Suddenly, the door suddenly opened. Chen Zhao, who was standing behind the door, staggered, and the metal box in his hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly.

Then, the metal box that I had tried countless times but had not opened it, opened it in this very unrigorous way.

"Sorry, I didn't hurt you." Ethan stood outside the door, holding a burger document in his hand.

"Uh... it's okay, was it for me?"

"No, I just came up and see if you have any help. It seems that there is no, goodbye."

Ethan's answer made Chen Zhao's hand froze in the air, which seemed awkward and disappointed, especially when Chen Zhao was very hungry.

Chen Zhao closed the door again and picked up the metal box on the ground.

Chen Zhao originally thought that something was in this metal box, maybe a secret book, or a secret treasure.

But there was nothing inside, nothing was left, which made Chen Zhao, who was already very disappointed.

Double more than disappointment than not getting food…

Chen Zhao was about to put the metal box back on the table when he suddenly kicked something under his feet.

"Where did the dog come from?" Chen Zhao found that there was an extra Shapei dog on his feet.
Chapter completed!