Great Power

"Well, well, from now on, you should be careful not to be taken advantage of by others."

Sarah had seen Rebecca and Van Dailin curled his lips and said, the latter frowned and looked at Rebecca with curiosity: "Rebecca, shouldn't you be at work?"

"Sarah called me back, she is leaving."

Rebecca glanced at Zheng Jianguo with a pair of black and big eyes, and Fan Dailin next to him also said: "Zheng Jianguo, there is a bedroom over there that no one uses yet—"

"Okay, I'll go there first."

Carrying a bag and sweeping across the faces of the three women, Zheng Jianguo turned around and went to the door of the room that Fan Dailin said. He opened it and looked at the more than a dozen square meters inside, except for a single bed, a desk and a bookcase stool. There was nothing else. It’s surprising that there is a thick layer of carpet on the ground. I entered the room and put down my purse, closed the door and stood in the room to take a breath. I found that there was nothing wrong with it except for the mild musty smell. He untied his clothes and hung them on the hook behind the door, opened the purse and put them away.

Zheng Jianguo didn't feel any discomfort when he first arrived. It seemed that after he had entered the dormitory of Qi Provincial Medical College, he found the book and held it in his hand. There were two knocks from the closed door, and then Fan Dailin's voice came: "Zheng Jianguo , Do you have any food to avoid?"

"No."

Ying got up and opened the door. Zheng Jianguo looked at Fan Dailin and continued to speak: "I can't find a place to eat here, do you all eat together?"

"No, they are all in the hospital. They work 24 or 48 hours after a shift. It is usually difficult to see them."

Fan Dailin has taken off her red coat and wore a tight cashmere coat showing beautiful lines. It was only then that Zheng Jianguo realized that her neck was very long and her skin was white. She also remembered this grandfather to celebrate her successful stay in school. The house he bought was a wealthy generation according to domestic standards. When these thoughts flashed through his mind, he seemed to perceive this fan Dailin who was looking at himself and continued to speak: "Under normal circumstances, I All lunches are settled in the school cafeteria. Only the morning and evening are richer. Of course, considering that my off-work hours are all after 8 o’clock, I’m still in your light now. The school arranges for the next two months. I will tutor your spoken English. If you don’t object, you can consider the AA system for your expenses in the next two months—"

"That's okay. I wanted to talk to you about this. It's just that if you leave work at 8 o'clock in the evening every day, doesn't it mean you have to work more than twelve hours a day?"

Zheng Jianguo also said more with the purpose of practicing oral English, and Fan Dailin nodded and said: "My personal working hours are not long, that is, about three to five hours, but in addition to this, I have to give associate professors and full professors. Substitution is to do their job—"

"Just to help the professor, the money was taken by the professor. Fan only earns 1,800 dollars a month, which is still pre-tax."

Fan Dailin's voice had not fallen yet, Sara King, who had changed her clothes and wore a coat, appeared in the distance, carrying two large bags in her hands. After that, Rebecca wore a cashmere coat and carried a bag to connect it: "But this is pretty good in my opinion. Fan can at least come home to rest every day, unlike the class that we spend dozens of hours in, and if she succeeds in becoming an associate professor and full professor, she can let Those later graduate teaching assistants helped with the work, just as her associate professors and full professors do now—"

"But you two can become inpatients in just a few years, and then you can become inpatients in a few years, and then you are liberated—"

Fan Dailin turned around and hugged Sara King with her, tilted her head and continued to speak: "Even if everything goes well for me, it will take more than ten years to become an associate professor. I will become a full professor in more than ten years, and then my old lady will not even have to wear a cover—"

"Hahaha, there is a minor here, Fan, you have to pay attention to it. Anyway, it's an assistant teacher."

Sara King’s face suddenly showed a bright smile and looked at Zheng Jianguo kindly, and continued to speak: "Zheng, I wish you success in your studies, my God, when I thought of you going to study English and then study medicine, I feel my head is going to explode, but I will bless you, because people only dream to fight, elementary school student, goodbye!"

"Well, goodbye auntie!"

The raised fingers shook, Zheng Jianguo said and then turned back to the room, and saw the faces of the three women headed by Fan Dailin lagging behind Rebecca first came back to her senses, and a splendid flash appeared on her exquisite face because of the mixed blood. Smile: "Oh, I like Zheng, he is so smart—"

"But you are mine, you said you were mine—"

Sara King also seemed to have a flash of smile on her face after she recovered. She remembered the upcoming separation. At this moment, Fan Dailin, who was next to her, heard the two talk about emotional problems, and knew that she was not staying. On occasion, smiled and said, "Sarah, good luck to you."

"Good luck, follow this youngest and mean Zheng—"

A depressed color flashed on Sarah Jin’s face and turned to the door, leading Rebecca Chen out, Fan Dailin held her shoulders to the door and closed the door, blinked and took a look at the kitchen next to him, then turned back to Zheng Jianguo Leaning against the door wall in front of the open door, he said, "Everything at home has been eaten up, or shall we go out to eat some fast food?"

"How is your cooking?"

Zheng Jianguo put down the book in her hand and glanced at Fan Dailin with a surprised face. The latter obviously did not expect this half-student to ask this question, just when she recalled who had tasted her craftsmanship. , I heard him continue to ask: "I'm talking about cooking, not their hamburger sandwiches and pies—"

"That one--"

Fan Dailin shook her head in a daze, "No, I just ate burgers when I was in school-I haven't eaten domestic stir-fry, can you do it?"

"I will have two dishes, just considering that as far as I know, there should be no steamed buns, right?"

Zheng Jianguo said suspiciously, Fan Dailin nodded and said: "There is wheat flour, but no one knows how to make steamed buns and sesame cakes. They are mainly bread. It is said that Dalu mainly uses rice and noodles. The rice here is. Yes, but not many. Most of them are just used as side dishes. They don’t simmer a pot and serve as a bowl."

"Then let's go to the supermarket to see if there are any affordable materials to try, and let you taste the taste of the motherland."

Zheng Jianguo said to put down the book, but Fan Dailin frowned slightly, nodded and said: "Well, today I will take you to learn the terms of shopping in the supermarket——"

"Ha, what I meant, let you see it."

Zheng Jianguo smiled and stood up and took the coat. Fan Dailin turned around and went back to her room to find out the coat to put on her body. Without thinking of the door, she saw him standing in the kitchen and walked over, as if she noticed someone approaching. Zheng Jianguo turned his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, this kitchen is not suitable for cooking. There is no flue for exhaust smoke——"

"Then we still have to go out, there is no food at home."

Pressing down on the curiosity in her heart, Fan Dailin said that after seeing him nodded, she turned to the door and opened the door, and she saw Rebecca coming out of the elevator. Seeing the dressing of the two, she said, "If you drop in, bring me a bottle. Milk and sandwiches, just make up for your troubles."

"——"

Silently glanced at Rebecca and passed by. Zheng Jianguo can be regarded as having a basic understanding of the avant-garde of the United States. Fortunately, Van Dailin followed up and said: "Rebecca has been hurt by his boyfriend before, even the children If you don’t keep it, your personality will change a lot, and sometimes you will speak harshly—"

"it is good!"

Rebecca's delicate face flashed in his mind, Zheng Jianguo was really shocked, but now the two people went down from the elevator to the first floor, looking at the oncoming men and women they had met before, but they did not expect them to return He smiled and nodded in greeting, and he passed by with a stern face. Fan Dailin had already taken out the car key from his bag, and he was surprised and said: "Should you drive?"

"If you don't drive, it will take an hour to walk back and forth. Get in the car."

The two went out of the unit door and arrived in front of Fan Dailin's car. Zheng Jianguo opened the door and sat in the position of the co-pilot. After buckling the seat belt, he was curious and said, "Do you usually solve problems with burger sandwiches?"

"On the nutritional side, these are enough."

Looking at the seat belt that Zheng Jianguo buckled, Fan Dailin said that after that, she started off skillfully and quickly entered the road and said: "The main thing is that there is no time, um, no time to cook, no time to pack yourself, no time to talk. In love, I originally thought that it would be easier to become a teaching assistant. Of course, this is more relaxed than Rebecca and the others. At least they can go back to the bed at home every day. This is also more than better than the best, but everyone It is a yearning for a good life, and a good life is inseparable from money."

"but--"

Zheng Jianguo subconsciously spoke, and then remembered that what he was about to say was related to other people's privacy. This thought flashed through his mind. Fan Dailin next to him seemed to understand the question in his heart, and turned to look at the side of the goods. An overwhelming car drove quickly. She disappeared in front of her before she honked the horn. She didn't know where to insert it, and then opened her mouth: "The money I make is my money. You know I grew up. Have you never used the money at home?"

"You know the monkey?"

Zheng Jianguo, who had a sudden thought in his mind, still did not speak, but looked at her with a pair of clear eyes, Fan Dailin tilted her head silently and said: "Well, I mean after the age of eighteen- -People here will rely on themselves after the age of eighteen. Few family members will continue to bear the expenses of adult children. This is also the reason why I want to earn more from the gifts my grandfather gave me. Want money, right?"

"Yes, the purpose of my study is also to get more money after studying."

Zheng Jianguo nodded. The purpose of his coming to the United States was not so much for Nobel, but for money. After all, even if he does not say that he is now a self-employed person, he will suffer from The blow of the position, I don’t know when the first self-employed license will be issued. Without such a talisman, there is no way to toss in the country. You can use speculation to cover this pocket crime for anything you want. At that time, being caught with a big name might become a negative example. Of course, his current goal is to ensure his own safety to see if there are any opportunities for growth.

In Zheng Jianguo’s memory of the United States in his previous life, the 20 years from the 1980s to the new century, which began next year, did not seem to exist. Fortunately, he thought of how to solve this problem when he was at Frankfurt Airport. Skillfully turned the car into the parking lot where he had lost its direction. After getting out of the car, he found that the sparse parking lot was a supermarket named "Good to Come" in the distance. As he looked around, Fan Dailin had already spoken. "This supermarket is the best deal on Beacon Street. Although it's not an event day, let's go, I'll show you in."

Stepping on the muddy ground where the potholes exposed the soil, Zheng Jianguo and Fan Dailin hadn’t reached the entrance of the supermarket before they saw two cars spraying white fog to the entrance. The glass door was open. A child appeared pushing a shopping cart. When he got close, his attention was attracted by the child’s hand. Next to Fan Dailin, he noticed that he looked at him with a strange expression and said, “That’s a magic cube, which can - exercise IQ and logical thinking. ability."

"Magic Cube—"

Seeing that the child's hand had turned to four yellow to form a T, Zheng Jianguo's mind flashed a thought, and then Fan Dailin's voice came: "Zheng Jianguo, you saw the child's eyes very wrong, it is easy for others Feelings of strange behavior, especially when dealing with children, remember not to do this in the future, it is easy to cause unnecessary vigilance from the parents of the children—"

"Thank you."

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged men and women who are already standing outside the glass door and looking at him with vigilance, Zheng Jianguo nodded slightly and smiled before looking at Fan Dailin: "Is there any in this supermarket? I feel very interesting. Look like."

"Well, yes, but that's in the toy zone."

Fan Dailin nodded, thinking it was just this calabash baby who had never seen the world want to try something, she smiled and said, "Let's buy something to eat and I'll take you to see—"

The "Okay Come Again" supermarket is large enough. Zheng Jianguo is standing at the door and looking inside. You can see that there are directions on the ceiling hanging above the head. There is a food area and an electrical area and a furniture area. Wait until he follows Fan Dailin to buy five in the food area After spending only three dollars on the meat, he passed by the electrical area with surprise.

I saw a slide of the TV on the stairs flashing on the screen, but there was no sound. The lowest price of $99 for a 14-inch black-and-white TV is only 150 yuan at the exchange rate. Even if it is more than 100 tariffs, it is not At 300 yuan, the cheapest one in the country has to be more than one hundred more, and you have to ask for tickets.

"The TV signal format is different from that of the road. You can't see it if you buy it and bring it back."

Fan Dailin took a look at the way Zheng Jianguo was concerned about TV and said, after watching him turn around, she continued: "If you want to buy, you have to order on Hong Kong Island, but it's more numb-oh, this is a computer, the second generation of Apple."