Jiang Baojian and Li He were talking to each other. Xiang Dong was stunned and couldn't tell if it was true or not. He could only drink his wine.
After eating, he didn't wait for Wu Bo to wake up. He followed the American employee who came to pick him up to the branch. Someone had to take charge of the overall situation. Otherwise, what he had done before would be wasted.
After eating, Li He refused Jiang Baojian's suggestion to go to Fifth Avenue. He wasn't very interested in such a place full of luxury goods.
He still wanted to go to Wall Street. He had heard too many legends here.
They didn't take a car. They walked from Chinatown and arrived at Wall Street in a short time.
It was just a few hundred meters long street. There were tall buildings on both sides of the street that was more than ten meters wide. There was only a line of blue sky above their heads. It made people feel breathless.
Wall Street, the famous financial center of the world, was no longer a geographical concept like Hollywood. Just like Hollywood was another name for the mainstream American film industry.
The word Wall Street had now surpassed the street itself and become a synonym for the nearby area. It was synonymous with the American stock market. It was the distribution center of more than 80% of the world's money, the location of major American financial institutions, and the financial market and financial institutions that had an impact on the entire American economy.
He saw Goldman Sachs, Bain Capital, Citigroup, and basically all of his stock custodians here.
Jiang Baojian said, "Mr. Li, would you like to go in and have a look? I'll just make a call. "
Li He was a big client on Wall Street. Naturally, he could see whoever he wanted.
"No." Li He didn't want to disturb anyone. He was afraid of trouble.
When the Manhattan Bank Tower loomed in front of him, he inadvertently smiled.
"Mr. Li, this belongs to Chase Bank. It has a total of 70 floors." It wasn't easy for Li He to be interested in something. Ivanov naturally had to introduce it. "If you're interested, we can also buy it."
"Then let's buy it." Li He smiled. He remembered that the building behind it was renamed Trump Tower in the hands of Trump.
After walking a few steps, it felt like only a few minutes had passed. Li He had visited the famous Wall Street.
As he turned the corner on Broadway, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the New York Stock Exchange and the imposing bronze bull.
"Mr. Li, let me take a photo for you." Bafra raised the camera in her hand and said enthusiastically, "I heard that it can bring good luck."
"Then take a better picture for me." It wasn't easy for him to come to America. Li He felt that he should have proof of his visit. He took off his suit and threw it into Dong Hao's hands. Then, with a push of his arms, he flipped over and stood on the bronze bull. He smiled and said, "Hurry up and take the photos."
He didn't know where his childish temper came from.
Bafra raised the camera and took a dozen pictures of Li He. "Mr. Li, change your position."
Li He sat directly on the bull's head and even made a gesture of victory. Thinking about it, he felt a little silly.
There were more and more tourists waiting to take pictures next to the bronze bull. He didn't want to waste too much time. Just as he was about to come down, another five or six people squeezed in and spoke Chinese. They even took pictures of him from time to time. He deliberately smiled at them. After all, it wasn't easy to meet a fellow countryman abroad.
He came down and took the suit from Dong Hao's hands. He was about to say hello to those people.
"So embarrassing."
"So uncultured."
“....”
Although these words were spoken in a low voice, Li He heard it. He frowned, but he didn't plan to pay much attention. He got up and was about to leave.
A girl wearing glasses suddenly opened her mouth and asked him in English, "Where are you from?"
"Bastard." Li He said angrily. F * ck, standing on the moral high ground and not afraid of the cold!
It was good enough that he didn't cause trouble for them, but they still dared to find fault with him.
"Japanese idiot?" The girl wearing glasses also frowned and said to a tall girl next to her, "It's a Japanese."
Li He said unhappily, "Your whole family is Japanese."
"Hey, why are you scolding people?" A young man in a black suit heard Li He's Dutch and knew that Li He was teasing them.
"What kind of person is this!"
"Let's not stoop to the level of such an uncultured person."
Five or six people started to criticize Li He.
"So what if I'm scolding you?" Jiang Baojian couldn't stand these people's arrogance.
Although Ivanov and the others didn't understand, they already rolled up their sleeves.
"Let's go." Li He didn't want to waste any more time with them.
Jiang Baojian glared at those people and hurried to catch up with Li He.
"Hey, don't go." The girl wearing glasses didn't give up. Even after Li He had walked a long distance, they still insisted on chasing after Li He.
Ivanov's bodyguards wanted to stop these people, but Li He waved them away. His momentary movement didn't attract the attention of the girl wearing glasses and the others.
The tall girl was the first to rush to Li He and said, "Are you from China?"
"Read my lips." Li He made a riddle and lit a cigarette. "If you have something to say, just say it."
She sounded a little impatient.
"A person's behavior abroad not only represents his image, but also represents his country in a sense. Please don't discredit our country. China has been a country of etiquette since ancient times. Chinese people have to pay attention to their image. Not only do we have to be polite, but we also have to be humble and cautious, "the tall girl said with conviction.
"Pfft!" Li He fiercely spat on the ground. He had enough of these foreign slave philosophies that insulted his countrymen.
"You little comrade, how can you do this!" A short and fat middle-aged man was not happy with Li He and put on a dignified image.
"You old comrade, you're too much. Who am I to represent the image of my country? "Li He couldn't help but laugh.
Some problems should be solved as a whole; some problems should be solved as a whole.
You can't treat an individual as a whole. You can't assume that the whole has a problem just because an individual has a problem.
But that's what the Western media did.
After the reform and opening up, China stood under the spotlight of the international stage again. Naturally, the world was looking at China.
The problem was the gap between the strong input of Western news and China's news dissemination.
No matter how well he did now, it was useless.
He was the boss when he had money, and he was a good man for ten lifetimes without money.
Moreover, he was very disgusted with the Western's view of himself, and he even criticized others as worthless! Why were others a nouveau riche, and he was a cultured noble?
China's image and Chinese people's image had been distorted, misunderstood, and even vilified by the Western public opinion.
The girl flashed her ID. "I'm a reporter from a newspaper. Have you ever thought that once your ugly image is published in the newspaper, you'll definitely be condemned by the public?"
Li He asked, "How am I ugly?"
"Don't you think it's uncivilized to stand on a cow? Don't you think it's ugly? Can't you have some manners! "The bespectacled girl also spoke.
"Is there a notice that says' no climbing on a cow '?" Li He refused to be labeled. She made it sound like he wasn't riding a cow alone, and that he had the great and uncivilized China's long history and tradition standing behind him.
"It's not right to climb randomly! You can't do that anywhere! " The tall girl raised the camera in her hand and said, "I've already taken the picture. Once it's published in the newspaper, there will be a judge."
Li He asked disdainfully, "Which newspaper?"
He had the attitude of a nouveau riche.
The girl snorted coldly, not prepared to respond.
Dong Hao directly pulled up the name tag on the girl's neck.
"Hey, what are you doing! I'm calling the police! "The tall girl screamed.
"Southern News." Li He immediately saw the name tag that Dong Hao pulled over.
"You're too much!" The short and fat middle-aged man was very angry. He couldn't stand Li He's disdain. "You're really stubborn!"
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