Jiang Chen left the airport with Lawrence and the others through a special passage.
It was clear that the UA really cared about his safety as there was no news of his visit to Los Santos. Otherwise, the entrance of the airport would definitely be blocked by a large group of high-tech enthusiasts, as well as reporters who stuck their heads out to look around.
The Phantom helmet was integrated into the lives of the UA people, and its influence had already surpassed Google, Microsoft, and Apple. Although the Capital was troubled by the young people's dependence on Future Group's products, some things couldn't be solved with a headache.
Especially in a country that voted for the president.
No matter how much money the consortium spent on publicity, the final outcome of the election was determined by the votes.
Due to various reasons, Jiang Chen didn't sit in the same car with Mr. Pritzker, but sat next to Lawrence. From what he said, the former FBA agent seemed to be doing well and had climbed to the position of Agent Director (SAC).
Although the first time the two met wasn't friendly, they unexpectedly had a good conversation. Lawrence repeatedly emphasized several safety issues to Jiang Chen, such as not leaving the car too far when going out, don't panic in an emergency, and have an entire platoon of SEALs to ensure his safety. Unless it was a last resort, don't let the agent girl take out her gun …
"How's my old friend Robert?"
"From an arms dealer to a director, but the nature of an asshole won't change."
Jiang Chen smiled and didn't say anything.
But to be honest, compared to politicians who were good at playing Tai Chi, he preferred to get along with people who didn't have any ulterior motives. Although their words were a bit vulgar, at least they weren't annoying.
When the convoy drove to a bridge, they encountered a traffic jam.
There seemed to be people marching in front of them, holding green signs and shouting slogans.
Jiang Chen only vaguely heard a guy using a loudspeaker and shouting English with a mouth full of cumin.
"We refuse to work, we're not here to work, we're Hill's guests!"
"We want more vines and camels in the zoo! Not pandas or alpacas! "
"Supermarkets are not allowed to sell pork!"
"Beef is not allowed either!" There seemed to be Indians wearing headscarves mixed in, but no one noticed.
"What kind of moron can manage this city? Protest against the mayor of Los Santos! The mayor must resign! "
"…"
Perhaps it was because they were used to this kind of situation, passersby calmly watched them raise signs and shout slogans. Other than the media reporters who wanted to make a big news, only a few people with travel bags were excitedly taking pictures with their mobile phones.
"They are?" Jiang Chen joked.
"Some of the 'guests' invited by an old lady with irregular menstruation also followed the trend and caused trouble. Ignore them, let's change lanes. "Lawrence cursed as he closed the window and turned the steering wheel.
According to traffic rules, this kind of sudden lane change was not allowed, but the FBI's car was a little different from the cars of ordinary Americans. Privilege existed in any country, especially when it came to special personnel.
"What does the mayor of Los Santos have to do with the supermarket?" Jiang Chen gloated.
There weren't so many troublesome things in Xin. Since police drones were popularized from Penglai to Coro Island and other places, almost all the thugs lost their jobs. Even the transnational criminal gangs had quieted down.
As for protesting and causing trouble?
All of you will be deported and sent back to where you came from!
"It has nothing to do with me, but some people are living like dogs. They don't contribute to this group, steal your things, crawl on you like maggots, and act like they are the vulnerable group. When there's a piece of meat missing from the lunch box, they shamelessly assume the position of the owner and yell that you must change. As long as you don't get what you want, you will put on the face of a hooligan and use your shallow IQ and vulgar language to show how shameless you are. You don't know what is ugly. "Lawrence cursed as he hit the horn and stopped in front of the red light.
"Is it really okay for you to say this?" Jiang Chen glanced at him.
"I'm not Hill, I don't care about those votes." Lawrence snorted. "I really don't understand why I didn't vote for Trump."
After a long time, it seemed that he had gone too far, so Lawrence added in a gentle tone.
"Well, I admit that not all refugees are like this … At least, some people still know that what they are doing is wrong."
"There are a lot of people like this everywhere. Just get used to it." Jiang Chen comforted him.
However, as soon as he said this, there was a "BOOM!" not far away. Screams and screams filled the air, and burglar alarms rang loudly. Chaos filled the entire street, but the FBI inspector appeared to be quite calm.
He seemed to be used to it.
Lawrence stepped on the brake, buried his face between his fingers, took a tired breath, and picked up the intercom hanging on the side.
"Carl, Jess, you go over there to see the situation. At least control the situation, and then hand it over to the Los Santos police. "
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Lawrence continued on the road.
Jiang Chen asked, "What happened over there?"
Lawrence curled his lips and replied, "Someone hid a bomb in their clothes? Maybe it was hidden in the car, who knows? Anyway, I only know that where there are refugees, there will be terrorist attacks. When we doubt whether it will happen, then it will definitely happen. It's very Murphy's theorem. "
…
The convoy quickly arrived at the Xin Embassy. The Xin Ambassador had been waiting for a long time and warmly welcomed Jiang Chen and Mr. Pritzker, the Minister of Commerce from the Capital. Here, Jiang Chen also saw the mayor of Los Santos, the governor of California, and a group of municipal officials.
Although the welcoming ceremony was not grand, the level of the officials who came to greet them was definitely state-level treatment.
After dealing with a group of eager officials, Jiang Chen came to his residence under the guidance of Sun Yongcheng, the Xin Ambassador in Los Santos.
In the embassy, Jiang Chen's security was the responsibility of Celestial Trade, and outside the embassy, the FBA was responsible. In fact, at first, the UA recommended that he stay in a place like the Hilton Hotel, but when he thought of the FBA watching him even when he was sleeping, Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable, so he declined the proposal and chose the Xin Embassy.
Before Jiang Chen entered the room, Zhu Yu remembered Ayesha's instructions, walked into the room with anti-reconnaissance equipment, and conducted a comprehensive inspection to ensure that there were no devices such as bugs or pinhole cameras inside.
Jiang Chen threw the suit on the hanger, rested on the big bed for a while, then got up and went out to find Xia Shiyu, who was packing in the room.
Looking at her busy look, Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.
"Can't you just let the staff of the embassy help you organize these things?"
"I'm still used to organizing my own luggage. Right, there's a party in the evening. Don't you want to rest first? After all, you just took a thirteen-hour flight. "Xia Shiyu gently tucked her hair behind her ear, folded her formal suit, and put it in the closet.
"Are you not going?" Jiang Chen asked with some regret.
"I'm not going to participate. That kind of occasion … I'm not very good at it. And for the Silicon Valley Summit, I still have some preparation work to do. "Xia Shiyu pushed up her glasses.
"Thank you."
"Not at all." A faint smile appeared on Xia Shiyu's face.
Jiang Chen didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Xia Shiyu liked to smile more than before, and her cold attitude softened a lot.
Is it because of that night …
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen felt his face was a little hot, and he quickly coughed to drive the thought out of his mind.
However, there was one thing that Jiang Chen was a bit puzzled about. That night in the car, the two clearly did it, but after that, Xia Shiyu acted as if nothing happened, as if she completely forgot and never mentioned it.
Was it really because she was drunk?
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