"Why do you think so?" Jia Yapeng looked at the little fatty in front of him with a complicated expression.
"Because that's the truth. That's the status of the Chinese in the United States!" The little fatty looked at Jia Yapeng as if he didn't understand, then said, "You're not like me. You grew up in the United States, right? So you don't understand how difficult it is for us to integrate into this society! "
"When I was young, I used to think that everyone was the same. At most, only the color of their skin was different. I made friends with everyone enthusiastically, but no matter if it was black or white, they didn't want to talk to me. I tried to integrate into them. Like all the white people, I enrolled in elegant piano classes. "
"I used to listen to rap music tapes all day long, learning the rap of the most famous black singers. But when I played the piano better than anyone else, and when my rap could make those black people speechless, I still couldn't integrate into them. They even bullied me more fiercely because of that."
"Later, I understood that my skin was yellow. This was the original sin that God gave to all of us. I had to bear it for the rest of my life!"
"But God said! That all people are equal! "Jia Yapeng said.
"God said that all white people are equal, not black people, and not us yellow people!" The little fatty looked at Jia Yapeng mockingly. "Look at those black people outside. They talk about racial equality every day, and they want to eliminate all racial discrimination. But they turn around and discriminate against us yellow people, and the even more pitiful Mexicans. "
"White people's discrimination is actually elegant. If they don't like you, they will stand aside and not interact with you. That way, you won't feel too uncomfortable."
"But if black people discriminate against you, they will laugh at you, insult you, and finally beat you up. They will hold a knife to your nose and threaten to cut it off."
"These people who talk about racial equality every day are the ones who have the deepest racial discrimination. This is the situation of us Hua Xia people in the United States!"
"Actually, these are not so bad. What's more tragic is our future when we become adults. As for us Chinese, it is very difficult for us to enter the real upper echelons of society. Perhaps one or two managed to get in, but no one saw that there are millions of Chinese living at the bottom of society! "
"When people like us grow up, we can either become chefs or open a Hua Xia restaurant. Or they worked as handymen in Chinatown, doing all kinds of rough and odd jobs. Or they can be the middleman and bring in more Hua Xia people who dream of coming to the United States. They can use various methods such as studying abroad, working, or traveling to make money from them. Hahaha! "
"Actually, I can already see my future. I might open a small restaurant to sell buns in the future. The buns I make are delicious. Old John can eat five buns in one meal!" The little fatty said with a smile. He estimated that he was only 13 or 14 years old, but he had already seen through so many things. This surprised Boss Jia, but at the same time, he also felt that the society of the United States could indeed force many Chinese people to mature early.
"…" Boss Jia didn't say anything. Actually, Boss Jia himself understood this logic, but when it happened in front of him, he felt even more devastated.
"Then, do you think there is any way to solve your current problem?" Boss Jia hesitated and asked.
"There is!" The little fatty actually had an answer.
"What way?" Boss Jia asked curiously.
"Just like what the Fusangpeople did in the past!" The little fatty laughed. "Back then, the Fusangpeople bombed Pearl Harbor. A few years ago, they almost bought the entire Times Square in New York. At that time, half of the signboards in New York had Japanese on them besides English. Since that time, the Fusangpeople's life in the United States was much better. They had the same status as black people! "
"So, in the end, it's still for the motherland to be strong?" Boss Jia muttered.
"Motherland? Which motherland are you talking about? " The little fatty was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Wanwan is too small, and Hua Xia is too poor. It's impossible for them to support us."
"No, Hua Xia will become strong!" Boss Jia stood up and said. Then, he looked around and confirmed that all the black people had indeed left. He left the shop with the little fatty and went to a store that sold game cartridges. At the same time, a call was made, and Harry Potter hurried over with his men.
"Buy all the games in this shop. Buy every single one of them!" Boss Jia said faintly. Then, under the astonished gaze of the little fat boy, Harry Potter and his two or three staff members actually bought all the games in the store, no matter if they were F/C, GB, or other game consoles or computer games. They packed them into two large cardboard boxes and placed them in front of the little fat boy.
Oh right, there was also the brand-new FC game console, GB game console, and even an Apple computer. Boss Jia bought all of them directly, then asked Harry Potter to send them directly to the little fatty's house.
"Big brother! Who the hell are you! "The little fatty was at a loss.
"You're lucky, kid. You saved the life of a billionaire!" Boss Jia Yapeng touched the little fatty's head and left some information about the little fatty. Then, he asked Harry Potter to send the little fatty home.
"First of all, immediately hire a team of bodyguards. All of them must be armed, and the kind that focuses on fighting!" After parting with the little fatty, Boss Jia immediately ordered Harry Potter.
This experience made Boss Jia deeply aware of how careless he was.
Although Boss Jia already knew that New York was an extremely dangerous city with a golden exterior and a rotten interior. However, living in the safety of Hua Xia all year round, Boss Jia instinctively let down his guard.
Also, because he thought that no one in the United States knew that he was a billionaire, he didn't hire any bodyguards, which led to today's great danger.
If it wasn't for the little fatty's sudden rescue, Boss Jia felt that even if he didn't die, he would still be half-dead.
Fortunately, Boss Jia knew that he was wrong and immediately spent a lot of money to hire a team of more than ten bodyguards. These bodyguards' fighting ability was extremely strong. With the firepower in their hands, they could kill about 100 people in a very short time. Even if they encountered a professional army, they could still fight.
After that, no matter where Boss Jia went, he always brought these bodyguards with him.
In addition, Boss Jia also found that his body was too weak. If his physique was a little stronger, he could run a little faster, or he could fight a little better. Then, he wouldn't have to pay the price of being slashed on the arm.
Therefore, Boss Jia made up his mind this time. After returning to Yu Zhang, he must find an expert to help him train his body. Even if there were no accidents in the future, it was still good to strengthen his body.
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"Hello, this is Jia Yapeng!" After returning to the hotel, Jia Yapeng dialed a number.
"Listen, remake all the videotapes. I want to change something!"
"Don't tell me that there's not enough time. Change it immediately. There's a flight to the United States at 2: 00 this afternoon. Take these videotapes and fly directly to New York. You should arrive in New York at 3: 00 tomorrow afternoon. Then, send them directly to NBC!"
"By the way, the other versions also need to be changed. It has been broadcast in Fusang for two days, but starting from the next episode, all the changes will be made. That's it!" Boss Jia said resolutely and decisively.
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