Great Power

Harris is about the same height as Alec, and both are big men with a size of more than 1.9 meters and almost two meters. Zheng Jianguo looked up at the two when he started, knowing that if he wants to attack that woman, or if it is a little white face, the two will definitely be perfect. No luck, not to mention that, compared with Alec, who was an engineer, Harris is a man who has been on the battlefield—albeit a mechanic.

Alec said a bit more and deliberately. The most likely is to introduce Zheng Jianguo to the identity of his partner to appease his paranoia-like paranoia. After all, he can build his own house like that. It is the kind of people who are insecure in my heart.

For the type of people that Alec has come into contact with, at most it is enough to buy a few powerful firearms. However, it is unique that Zheng Jianguo has built the safest cage, so when facing him Trying his best to dispel his doubts in this regard.

Of course, Zheng Jianguo didn't know the reason why Alec said so much, but it happened to be a disguised explanation for him to restore his identity as a soldier and adopt a child who was a comrade-in-arms because of his love. This kind of people's mind will not be bad.

Alec didn’t know that Zheng Jianguo was looking for him because of safety considerations. After all, the house was built by these two people. Instead of finding another moving company to enter the house, it left possible safety hazards. It would be better to use the relationship between these two. If you want to leave a back door in terms of security, then Zheng Jianguo can't prevent it.

I just hope that this mechanical expert can look at the child and stop being evil!

Zheng Jianguo was thinking about putting away his personal belongings, and instructed the two of them to move the washing machine and refrigerator in the room to the car. The remaining TV, video recorder and game console could be solved by himself, watching the two skillfully remove the air conditioner. I blocked the hole in the wall again, and it was almost past noon.

Fortunately, the Harvard dormitory is not far from St. Paul Street. When Alec and Harris got on the Cherokee Comanche to lead the way, Zheng Jianguo stuffed the small pieces of his personal belongings into the trunk of his Plymouth car. After the two arrived at No.53, St. Paul’s Avenue, they finished unloading the furniture and helped him install and test the TV. After eating the fast food ordered, it was three o’clock in the afternoon.

"Thank you, Zheng, you are so kind~"

In view of the fact that the two in front of them are big guys, Zheng Jianguo ordered a full seven people when he ordered the meal for three people. After Alec and Harris had finished their work, they didn't see Hu Qihaisai, the latter took a look. He took the remaining copy on the table and said, "Hey, Zheng, I'll be picking up little Jack in a little while—"

"No problem, you can bring little Jack to—"

Zheng Jianguo only ate a hamburger and fried chicken. After drinking Coke, his French fries didn't move: "If you don't dislike it, take this French fries too."

"Ha, thank you then, Zheng~"

Harris smiled and said that he took the French fries and the sauce bag into the bag in front of him, and the smiling Alec couldn't help standing up and saying: "Zheng, I will take you to the monitoring room, and the password and key. You need to set--"

"The password on the explosion-proof door is electronic. Even if it is destroyed, it will not be opened. On the contrary, it will automatically trigger the police to call the police. You can set your own recording--"

The moment Zheng Jianguo got up, Alec had already begun to explain to him the operation of the surveillance and security system. The two stood in front of the southeast corner door of the house. The latter opened the door and pointed to the stairs leading down to continue to speak: "If you If the alarm is accidentally triggered, then the call must be received within two minutes to disarm the alarm, otherwise the police should come to the door—"

"A police visit will cause unnecessary misunderstandings and concerns—"

After living in the United States for a year and a half, Zheng Jianguo has a personal understanding of the personality of Americans at this time. Most people will not cause trouble to others, especially in places where public security is relatively good. This problem will be noticed in the community. After all, it is a country where the couple next door yells and curses loudly, and everyone will call the police: "Then others in the community can think that you are a troublesome person. This is not the same as your doctor status. Match."

"I heard about this, and I learned a lot when I attended a community meeting last time—"

Zheng Jianguo knows that there are a total of 163 households in the St. Paul Street community where he lives, of which more than 90% are local residents. As for the other 10%, most of them are white. The rest are dominated by Japan and Bangzi. As for the white tooth brother, there is no one at all. Even if it is in Boston, it belongs to the upper-middle class community: "I have not moved here and have participated in 2 meetings -"

"Well, you will gradually get used to it in the future. This key is a temporary key, and these keys are official keys. You can cancel the permission of the temporary key when you hold the official key and rotate it three times in the opposite direction."

Alec gave the plastic box sealed with a sealing strip to Zheng Jianguo. The latter did not think much about inserting it on the door and twisting it three times, before inserting the temporary key into the keyhole for a try. , He nodded and put the keys into his pocket.

The two quickly went down to the basement and found that Zheng Jianguo was looking at the surrounding bright sunlight, and Alec next to him said: "These windows are also bulletproof materials, and the structure is connected to the steel bars of Qiangli. Now unless you Open them or bring in the mouse, otherwise the mouse will not cause any trouble to you. Even if they enter this room, I can assure you that it can't dig the concrete on the ground—"

The basement of one hundred square squares can be said to be empty. The east-west layout opens the stairs to the west end. After Zheng Jianguo got down, he looked at the monitor on the east end wall and raised his eyebrows: "The generator is in the garage?"

"Yes, the generator and diesel are in the garage, and of course there are locks from the garage to the room—"

Alec took Zheng Jianguo around the house and handed over all the keys to the house, and finally returned to the living room with a smile: "That's it. If you have any questions, you can call me anytime—"

"This is no problem, I will definitely trouble you in the future."

He sent the two to the door and watched them get into the car. After Zheng Jianguo said that, he saw the two waved and started the car away. When he was about to turn around, he saw a middle-aged man in the door of the house next to him, dressed in loose clothes. I don’t know if the knit sweater is hot or natural with blond curly hair, I can’t help but say hello from a distance: "Hi—"

"Hi, this is Michael Hardison, are you the new landlord?"

Hardison looked suspiciously a few steps to the side fence. There are very few domestic high-wall gates in residential yards in the United States. Most ordinary families simply use low fences instead. In some communities, there are simple ones. Wooden doors, but there is no such thing in the São Paulo community.

Looking across the land where Hardison had stopped, Zheng Jianguo stepped up to the front and put out his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am the landlord of No.53 Zheng Jianguo, Mr. Hardison, from now on We are neighbors, so please take care."

"Oh, no problem, you are welcome to join the Sao Paulo community. Your home is very beautiful, but you should know before you buy it. The reason why No. 53 is often bought and sold is because there is no household No. 54 opposite, so you can see Charles directly. He, but you were right to demolish her and rebuild it. The original No. 53 has been over a hundred years old—"

Hardison and Zheng Jianguo shook their hands and loosened their mouths, but didn't stop, but the latter was smiling and muttering a lot. When the pronunciation of TA in English is different from that in Mandarin , Hardison was still saying: "I played in that room when I was a kid—"

"Hi, Hardison—"

At this moment, the door of the house behind Hardison was opened again, and a middle-aged woman with a hot blonde face greeted her and walked over. She saw the former turned her head and looked back with a smile on her face. The curious Zheng Jianguo said, "That’s my wife, Michael Mary, a fashion designer and great writer, and an honorary member of the Rotary Club—Hi, Mary, this is our new neighbor, the owner of No.53. Zheng?"

"Mr. Zheng Jianguo, hello~"

A brilliant smile bloomed on her graceful cheeks. Mary greeted Zheng Jianguo and then turned to look at Hadison next to him. Then she smiled: "Hardison, Zheng is a medical student at Harvard Medical School, and He became a multimillionaire with his superb investment skills--"

"Oh~"

Hudison's cheek flashed and then looked at Zheng Jianguo. Mary also said with a smile: "Zheng, my husband is the deputy curator of Boston University Library. He is a book lover. , I don’t like to be exposed to other information besides managing books--"

"Well, nice to meet you, Mrs. Hardison."

Different from the Chinese people’s impression of the United States decades later, although the American female boxers are growing in line with the trend, they are more traditional and conservative women occupying the vast majority, that is, after marrying. Up to two-thirds of women choose to follow their husband's surname, such as Mrs. Clinton.

Therefore, in terms of address, the husband’s surname should be used first, and as for the general terms such as aunt and uncle who express kindness in China, there will be no non-blood relatives here. It is also the wife that Zheng Jianguo calls at this time, or It's Mr. XX.

"It's also nice to meet you, Zheng. You are welcome to join the São Paulo community. Are you the only one living here?"

Mary’s blue eyes jumped over Zheng Jianguo’s shoulders and looked towards the brand new house in the distance. The latter also smiled and said, “I’m alone at the moment. My parents have not traveled so far. Maybe I will come to stay for a while at some time, but I can’t entertain you in this state—"

"That's a shame, Zheng, if you have any problems in your life, you can come to us directly. If you choose the Sao Paulo community, then we are also a family. We will help you better integrate into the Sao Paulo community. Hani, you Give him our contact information?"

Mary’s speaking speed is slower than that of all the American women that Zheng Jianguo has contacted. Zheng Jianguo only realized the benefits of doing so in the eyes of the other party after hearing the other party’s words, and his gaze is so obvious in terms of people’s reactions when they communicate with each other. It should also be communicating, so it is impolite to look away before the other person is finished, so that you can look at each other for a longer time?

"Oh, no problem, I'll get your business card—"

Hardison turned to look at his wife and quickly nodded away. After watching him enter the house, Mary turned her head and smiled and said, "Zheng, are you in your second school year?"

"No, Mrs. Hardison, I have passed the graduation exam, I'm just waiting for my graduation certificate on the 15th—"

After a little pause in his mind, Zheng Jianguo knew that he could not handle this matter. After all, he finally spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to complete the house. Not to mention that he settled here. Just as a foothold, he can’t compare with these. The enthusiastic people of the neighborhood committee looked down upon them, and they said to themselves without waiting for the other person to ask: "It's just that I will be a resident at Massachusetts General Hospital in two days, so I moved in early."

"You-graduated?"

Mary's complexion changed slightly and a look of surprise flashed, and Hardison's voice followed: "Graduated? Who? Has Zheng graduated?"

"Yes, Mr. Hardison, I have passed the Harvard Medical School graduation exam, and now I can say that I graduated—"

Zheng Jianguo quickly said that as his eyes fell on his hand, Hardison had already handed out two business cards and said, "These are the business cards of Mary and me. You mean you graduated from medical school? You don't seem to be big, right? ?"

"Zheng is a genius—"

With narrow eyes swept across Hardison’s cheeks, Mary’s pale blue eyes flashed dissatisfiedly and took the business card from him. Then after looking at it, he held it with both hands and handed it to Zheng Jianguo: "Zheng, very Nice to meet you, please take care of you in the future—"

"Huh? You're welcome—"

Subconsciously stretched out his left hand and right hand to catch the small business card. Zheng Jianguo, who came to the United States for a year and a half, was still the first time he saw an American who would hand him a business card with both hands, even if the one has become half his subordinate. Charlie was not so polite when he opened his own futures account, so he smiled after receiving the business card and said, "You are so polite."

"No, this is what I learned. The Arai family in our community will use both hands to receive things when dealing with people. I learned it when I saw my husband wanted to hand out a business card. Sure enough, your attitude is more humble. Up."

Mary said with a smile on her white cheeks, feeling the gentle affinity in the other's voice, Zheng Jianguo also laughed: "This way of showing respect is not created by Japan, but in the Tang Dynasty in China. At the time, Japan sent many overseas students to Datang.

Those international students not only study culture but also system, it can be said that as long as they can touch, they are among the learning goals, so when these students return to China, they also bring back the strict classes in the feudal system. I have a distinct class—"