Chapter 192 Arrival in Seattle

Before boarding the plane, Qin Mu informed three experts and translators who arrived in Seattle two days in advance. From the phone, Qin Mu heard that the actions of the four people did not seem to be smooth, and he has not yet been able to enter the MP's door, and he has not even figured out what the MP's name was.

This is the bureaucratic-oriented thinking that harms people. Qin Mu slowly got off the plane with this view. China's opening up will inevitably eliminate some people and things. If he cannot speed up his studies and adapt to this society, it will be difficult to have a foothold. Thinking of this, Qin Mu decided to study at the Television University after the Chinese New Year.

Hu Qiushi and others were waiting outside. When they saw Qin Mu and the others coming out, they all showed an embarrassing expression on their faces. In fact, there was one thing they didn't say on the phone. Hu Qiushi's head was once pointed at with a hunting rifle, which scared Hu Qiushi almost urinated his pants. A fifty-year-old has never experienced the War of Resistance or took a gun. At that time, Hu Qiushi wanted to fly out of the United States with wings on his back and never come to this terrible country again.

Qin Mu ignored the embarrassment of these people. After saying hello, he walked out of the hall. Han Xueling pulled Qin Mu's sleeve and pointed to the side.

A large electronic card has the words "Qin Mu" written in Chinese and English. The beauty holding the sign is known to Qin Mu, who is Anna, the special assistant to the Los Angeles president.

Qin Mu walked forward with a smile. Anna also saw him and handed the billboard to a strong man in black behind her. She showed a charming smile and extended her charming little hand to Qin Mu.

"Ugly foreign woman." Han Xueling followed Qin Mu and muttered in a low voice, but the voice was exactly what Qin Mu heard. Qin Mu stopped, and Han Xueling really dared to say that he was a soldier who was not afraid of heaven or earth.

The two of them held their hands together. Qin Mu felt sweat oozing in Anna's palms and smiled and said, "Miss Anna, it seems you are very nervous."

Anna rolled her charming big eyes and said unwillingly: "Crown Prince, if your salary will be lost because of my words, would you be nervous?" Anna's Chinese skills are good, and she actually knows that Qin Mu is definitely the most suitable name for the Prince in the Huaxia Group.

Qin Mu continued to keep a faint smile, there was no displeasure on his pretty face, nor did he show a good expression of soul-savvy because of Anna's words that seem to be angry but not anger. His waist was straight, and he maintained his unyielding back no matter who he was in front of. Anna's eyes gradually showed a fascination, and then he realized that he was still holding Qin Mu's hand, exclaimed softly, and then retracted his hand.

Han Xueling hummed softly, and turned her head to the side, as if she was disdainful of this scene.

As the special assistant of the president, Anna naturally knew the miraculous rise of the chairman, but she never expected that the chairman's two most strategic gambling investments came from Qin Mu's idea. Last night, Weng Wenhua assigned Anna a task to let her push all social engagements and freed up the third day. Only then did Anna keenly feel that Weng Wenhua and Qin Mu were definitely not a simple mother-son relationship, otherwise she would not have turned down a $300 million big business and met Qin Mu. Seeing too many Americans' indifference to their relatives, Anna's vision of Qin Mu was naturally even more different, and she even regretted that she would have treated Qin Mu in such an attitude in Los Angeles.

Qin Mu and Han Xueling got on the large business car brought by Anna, and Hu Qiushi and others continued to take their taxi chartered car in front of them. When they arrived in Seattle, Qin Mu did not choose to rest, but directly asked Hu Qiushi and others to take him to the house of the congressman. The US congressmen were different from Chinese officials. Perhaps some of them occupied the seats of the congressman, but they were drinking coffee at home.

Hu Qiushi and others were going to persuade Qin Mu to go to rest first and then go there after the preparations were done. Qin Mu said with a deep meaning, "We can rest, but I don't know if Wang Haitao gives us time to rest", so he directly refuted their suggestions.

Anna looked at the route of the taxi in front of her and said strangely: "This seems to be the way to Mr. Luo's house."

Qin Mu was immediately attracted by Anna's words and asked with interest: "Mr. Luo, which Mr. Luo?"

Anna turned her head and looked at Qin Mu, flashing her big eyes of pure Dongfang, and introduced this member of Congress Luo Minghui and Luo to Qin Mu.

When Qin Mu first heard Luo Minghui's name, he was shocked. He just remembered that Luo Minghui topped the political arena in Seattle in 1997, but he didn't know what happened before. Thinking about the scene when Luo Minghui's family flew to China in economy class to serve as the US ambassador to China in the future, Qin Mu immediately drafted his attitude towards Luo Minghui in his heart.

The car was winding around and finally stopped in front of a two-story classical building. The building was not big, but the lawn outside had more than ten acres of land, and a circle of iron fences that were tall and surrounded by people, which did not seem to be too much of a precaution. However, Qin Mu knew that if he rushed in without the consent of the head of the house, even if he was shot and killed by the owner, the owner would not bear any criminal responsibility in American law.

Hu Qiushi's face became increasingly ugly. Since he had arrived here, he always had to bite the bullet and face it. He fantasized in his heart that Qin Mu was like him, and after being rejected, he tried to break in.

However, Qin Mu's behavior was beyond Hu Qiushi's expectations. He and Anna stood side by side in front of the iron gate, and Anna pressed the doorbell leading to the small building. Qin Mu did not look impatient, but turned to Han Xueling and said, "Look, is my outfit considered being disheveled?"

Han Xueling burst into laughter. Qin Mu was almost the same as he described it in such a beautiful manner. He had a slight seven-part head, a handsome face with a straight rocker, a Zhongshan suit that fits his body very well, and those pairs of leather shoes that were not new but shiny. If he put it on, he would definitely fascinate many girls. Han Xueling looked at it and suddenly realized that Qin Mu was actually a handsome guy. For some reason, she stretched out her delicate hands, tied Qin Mu's collar again, and gently smoothed Qin Mu's hair, then said: "It's so much more pleasing to you."

Anna widened her eyes in surprise. This was the violent woman who kicked the table with one leg? She was so affectionate and tender. Anna sighed sadly. She originally thought that with her beauty and the temptation of the American flower world, she could have a wonderful and ambiguous story with the handsome prince, but she did not expect that there was such a woman watching her, and she was afraid that her wish would definitely be disappointed.

Anna immediately repositioned her position. As long as she did a good job, the prince would not look like she would make things difficult for others. Thinking of this, Anna said seriously: "Mr. Qin, I think you must understand that if you can't bring you in with my ability, then don't force yourself, otherwise..."

Qin Mu shrugged his shoulders, very American, took the conversation and said, "Otherwise, even if he was shot by his master, he would have to blame himself for breaking into private territory and infringing on other people's privacy rights, right?"

Hu Qiushi listened from the side. He originally hoped that the young man Qin Mu would be reckless and passionate, and made mistakes with ignorance of the young man's arrogance, but he didn't expect that Qin Mu would have done his homework long ago. Thinking that his past mistake would not happen to Qin Mu, Hu Qiushi's face became even more gloomy, as if a thick bottom of a pot was pressed on his face, and said unhappily: "Or, I'll go to the car first to wait."

Qin Mu turned his head and found that Hu Qiushi's face was wrong, but he didn't think too much. He smiled and said, "Expert Hu, wait a moment. Member Luo is a very hospitable person, and he is also a Chinese. I think we will have many places to communicate with."

Hu Qiushi only felt a stream of heat rushing straight from his face, and another stream of ice rush rising from his feet to his head. The alternation of cold and heat made him want to hit the wall with his head. Qin Mu was so humble. He knew the news about the congressman and the taboos of the United States, but he didn't say a word. He watched him wait for someone to make a fool of himself before he ran over to pick up the missed child. His thoughts were full of troubles, and his mind was quickly churning in his mind. Isn't he just a deputy secretary of the county party committee? After he went back, he had to give him some color and look at him. Don't think he could live a big life.

Hu Qiushi thought so in his heart, his face seemed to find a place to excrete. Finally, he lifted the bottom of the black pot and nodded and said, "Then wait."

After a while, a black man walked out of the small building and soon walked to the door. He had sharp eyes and saw Hu Qiushi directly, and sneered: "Why, it wasn't good to be shot in the head the day before yesterday. Now I want to relive my old dream?"

Of course, he spoke English, and the author was just a translator for the time being. Qin Mu looked up and down suspiciously, and saw that his face turned from a black pot to a big blushing man, he imagined the scene at that time. No wonder he always felt that something was wrong with him. It turned out that he was threatened by the other party's gun. He didn't say anything, but showed a gentle smile and signaled Anna to tell her identity.

Looking at the business card handed over by Anna, the title of the special assistant to the president of the China Consortium was extremely clear. The China Consortium was already famous in the United States of America, so the blacks naturally did not dare to neglect them. They politely asked everyone to wait, and then turned around and ran back.

At this time, Qin Mu turned his head, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said to Hu Qiushi: "Expert Hu, I think you should wait in the car. We are here to visit the master, not to fight at home."
Chapter completed!