Great Power

Compared with the yellowish and shabby corridors in the corridors, Bruce's house was obviously decorated simply. The walls were painted with a layer of clean paint and various photos of the family were hung, and the air was filled with a light smell of materials. If it weren’t for Zheng Jianguo to live in the new house for a while, I’m afraid I wouldn’t find it.

The Cagney standing in front of him looks ordinary, of course, according to American standards, Bruce's double eyelids are not obvious on his face.

When he was introduced to Zheng Jianguo by his father slapped on the shoulder, Cagney's eyebrows were more disapproving than curious, but considering that there were other adults nearby, he tugged at the corners of his mouth and showed a fake smile, and put out his hand. : "Nice to meet you, Zheng—"

"Doctor, Jianguo is now a double doctor—"

Bruce spoke quickly, and Zheng Jianguo shook hands with Cagney and smiled, shy smile that hadn't been shown for a long time.

Bruce has already patted Cagney on the shoulder and smiled at Zheng Jianguo: "Zheng, please come with me. There are some friends here who want to get to know you, Cagney, don't run around!"

"Okay, Dad!"

The smile on his face was completely restrained, Cagney glanced at Zheng Jianguo and then turned into the living room. He saw his cousin Jessica and sister Martha standing by the wall, only to have peeped for fear of being discovered. He shrugged and said, "You see, Dad treats Zheng as an adult."

"Zheng is really a Doctor of Double Material?"

Jessica stroked the long burgundy hair beside her ears, and her dark blue eyes were full of scrutiny. Cagney shrugged and sat straight on the brand new sofa, putting her feet on the coffee table in front of her. Shaking his mouth, "Daddy said that, it should be true--"

"You have to be polite to Zheng. Don’t think that he is about the same age as you. You don’t respect him, Cagney. If you really want to be a doctor, you should pay more attention! Don’t make mistakes like today. Let him Take a taxi by yourself—"

Catlin put the two fruit plates on the coffee table, looked towards the study, and then pointed at Cagney again with a warning, and then saw Jessica and her daughter Martha next to her, her eyes swept across After the two men probed and sorted out the hairpins on their heads, their expressions became much softer: "From today, you will all become ladies, so that Martha, you can be welcomed in French high school in New York, and Jessica will also start. Life in college—"

"Okay, mom!"

"Okay, auntie!"

Looking at Martha, she answered, and Jessica followed with blinking blue eyes.

Only after Katrin nodded, he entered the kitchen next to him. Cagney, who was watching the TV, turned his head and looked at the two of them. He glanced over Jessica’s sapphire eyes, and then looked hard. Masha, who looks like a lady, can't help but break out of her rebellious character: "Do you feel that your aunt and mother are going to introduce you two to Zheng as girlfriends——"

"No, they just don’t want us to lose their face. That would embarrass them. The reason why our school’s tuition is not worse than that of the medical school is not because it’s the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Avenue, you can't lose face here—"

Feeling the provocative meaning in Cagney’s tone, Jessica scolded an idiot secretly in her heart, but considering that she grew up in this family after all, she smiled on her face: "Not the previous Lower East Side. Over there, I heard that housing prices here will only rise but not fall."

"I feel that Jessica, you don't have to pretend to be a lady, just smile at Zheng or other men and they will be fascinated by you—"

Looking at this cousin’s way of speaking and sitting posture, Cagney, with his legs up, quickly sat up and approached her. He didn’t want the latter to move slightly, and then smiled after a distance: “Although appearance is very important, but You have to have a brain."

"My brother is still a little clever, but I don't know if he smokes that stuff too much, thinking that he is still under 18 years old like us, so he can lose his temper and express his dissatisfaction with Mom and Dad——"

Picking up her brows with heavy makeup, Martha said in the voice of a young and mature, then glanced at Cagney's sitting posture, flashed in her mind the work that father arranged for him today, and continued to speak Said: "Then you don't have to worry about being kicked out of the house. You need to raise the university tuition for the next four years by yourself, or you can't complete your university education because you can't pay the tuition. You can only go to the factory as a worker or a waiter in a fast food restaurant."

"Cousin Cagney, you don't want that, do you?"

Jessica glanced at Martha curiously. She did not expect that the latter would take out what the two had said in private, and for fear of causing dissatisfaction with this one, she continued to speak: "Especially if you still want to be in college During the pre-medical studies, fortunately, after graduation, you can go to the medical school-even if your uncle and aunt are willing to provide you with tuition, even if everything goes well in your studies, you have to become a doctor like Zheng in eight years."

"Eight years, you will be 26 years old by then. It's really a long time."

Martha spoke subconsciously, and saw Cagney quickly put his feet away from the coffee table and sat upright, as if being persuaded, looked at the two of them, and said curiously: "You two talked about me in private?"

"To be precise, I was thinking about how to persuade you, but not because of your charm, especially because my uncle asked you to pick up Zheng before. You didn’t receive it. But when I came back, I felt that he made you embarrassed and embarrassed you. Being complained by your uncle and aunt, do you want to vent the fire in your heart to Zheng?"

Jessica blinked blue eyes and stared at Cagney and said, but soon found that the other person’s face flashed in disapproval, Dang Even put out her hand and said: "You feel that you are very shameless, but your lord’s face Have you considered it? If you think your face is greater than their face, they won't care about your thoughts, because that means you are still naive.

Now in that study room is my uncle’s most important friend. After Zheng arrived, he first introduced you to him. This is probably because my uncle was afraid that Zheng had left a bad impression. He explained that he had not received him well. He took it into the study, but what about you?Are you feeling wronged?Do you want to spoil this housewarming banquet in your house?"

"You, is this your own thinking?"

Cagney seemed to have been punched in the face, staring at Jessica in disbelief and asking. He did not expect that the latter nodded quickly and said: "People only know to cherish when they lose. When you quarreled with your uncle and aunt, I regretted that I treated my parents that way back then. Unfortunately, now I have no chance—"

"Sorry, Jessica, I don't want to remind you of the past, this is also your home—"

Hearing her talk about her life experience, Cagney suddenly became a little at a loss, but fortunately Jessica did not cry as he thought, so she nodded and said: "Well, what do you think can make My parents are happy?"

"You just have to listen to them—"

Seeing that this somewhat rebellious cousin finally returned to normal, Jessica had the illusion that she was finally mature, and then remembered her identity under the fence, so she continued to speak: "Because you can't make money again, they also It won’t let you make money. You just need to be obedient and learn. They should be happy, and only when they are happy will you have more pocket money."

"Well, for the pocket money, I was convinced by you—"

The 18-year-old I heard before flashed in my mind, and Cagney suddenly remembered that when he graduated last time, several people were not willing to take money to continue to let them go to school. Now they have become waiters and waiters in fast food restaurants. Sheng, there was even one who was thrown out of the house after falling out with his family, thinking of staying here for a few days without money: "Before, I really ignored the fact that I was 18 years old."

As if being reminded by Jessica, Cagney made up his mind to get close to Zheng Jianguo, but what he didn't expect was that he didn't see Zheng Jianguo accompanied by his father until Katlin greeted him and started eating. When he just stood up and wanted to say something, Ian Emmer, whose forehead was bright, smiled and opened his mouth: "Cagney, which university are you going to go to?"

"Actually, I think Boston University is pretty good—"

Bruce spoke quickly, but he only looked at Cagney with a pair of eyes on his smiling cheeks, so that he, who originally wanted to say hello to Zheng Jianguo, was stunned before he nodded and said, "Yes, Boston." The university is located in the center of Boston University City, with MIT and Harvard University nearby. The learning atmosphere is very good. Considering my career plan is a doctor, I am afraid that the trouble will be unavoidable for Dr. Zheng."

"what--"

Ian Aimer turned his head and looked at Zheng Jianguo with a smile on his face. The latter couldn’t help but look at the “child” who had a face, nose, nose, eyes, and eyes, and his body was full of rebellious energy. I know whether this guy will become a doctor in the future, he has to take it seriously now: "Although I don’t know the pre-medicine major of Boston University, but conservatively speaking, you are afraid that you will not be as leisurely as other students. But I agree to your request. If you have any problems with your studies, you can always find me."

"Why don't you thank Dr. Zheng?"

Beside, Ignatius Brosnahan opened his mouth to pick up, and Cagney saw his father’s concerned gaze. He only knew that the stranger who opened his mouth was a colleague of his father at the State Department. Ian Emer, who is a friend, is fundamentally different. Now that even he said so, he quickly said, "Thank you, Dr. Zheng!"

"Poor parents in the world—"

Looking at Bruce with a happy expression, Zheng Jianguo didn't have any idleness when the thought flashed through his mind: "If you say thank you, I have to thank your father--"

"Zheng, it's too modest to say that."

Bruce quickly interrupted Zheng Jianguo's words, and then said on the side of his body: "You can come here today, and I did not arrange for outsiders to organize this gathering. This is probably a precedent for the Upper East Side, but when I was in the Republic After learning a few Chinese dishes, I think you have never tasted it outside, Zheng, you have to eat more to be—"

"Well, then try Mr. Bruce's craftsmanship—"

As the waiter did not appear when he came, the five people including Zheng Jianguo knew it was a family dinner.

But he didn’t expect that he would entertain people with Chinese food, and then after he got to the table, Cagney took Martha and Jessica as a waiter, and kept passing the tableware and dishes to the table. It's just that the attention of a few people is obviously not on the appetizers. Evelyn Tully said: "The British reportedly rushed into the Elan Embassy and solved their troubles after paying a few lives."

"They are at the doorstep of their homes, as long as they are willing to sacrifice, they don't have to think too much."

Ignatius Brosnaan said and glanced at Evelyn Tully. Zheng Jianguo had a good impression of the former director of the visa center who had helped him, but he could not get into the topic the two said, although there is The British rushed into the Elan Embassy for keywords, but he had no memory of this in his mind.

Fortunately, Evelyn Tully answered his doubts by saying: "Those terrorists don’t want to think about it. If Britain agrees to their terms, then as long as anyone is dissatisfied with it, which country will allow it, this circumstance occurs?"

"If you agree, you will definitely step down. If you don't agree, you may not step down, but the president is not having a good time. Today's polls are even lower—"

Ian Aimer looked at the newly arrived caviar and said that Zheng Jianguo saw the other four people staring at each other for a while, and found that this product is likely to be which pot is not opened or which pot, and the others on this table The four of them are all under President Carter. Do you think their boss has done a long time?

After quickly looking at the four people, Zheng Jianguo knew that only he could answer this topic. Thinking of the last time Operation Eagle Claw was launched, he said: "The reason why Operation Eagle Claw failed last time was not due to weather conditions. ?"

"That's also an intelligence error. How could the troops who had fought in South Vietnam for so many years ignored this factor in their actions? I feel that some people in the army are dissatisfied with the president. This may be related to his farmer origin.

Moreover, he has a relatively distinct personality shortcomings, and he is afraid of being attacked by a rabbit killer. In an interview with "Playboy", he admitted that when he sees a beloved woman, he will fantasize about a relationship between the two. You must know that he is an evangelical Christian ——"

When Ian Emmer said with a bit of excitement, his eyes scanned the other people on the table, until finally his eyes fell on Zheng Jianguo's face. The voice continued: "Even a person as young as Zheng should know something. Is it impossible to do something, right?"

"Can you tell the media about YY, Carter is taking a lot of medicine, right?"

Somewhat gloomily, he met Ian Emmer’s gaze. Just when Zheng Jianguo didn’t know whether he agreed with him or opposed what he said, Jessica, who was carrying the dish, appeared beside him and smiled at him. After revealing the youthful breath of the girl, he put the chicken with green and red peppers in his hands on the table: "Zheng, this is spicy chicken~"