I've already promised Fu Ying that I'll finish this task for her and then come back to live my life properly. With the skills I have with my left hand, and if I work hard to learn basic common sense, I'll probably be set for life. There's nothing to worry about.
He still didn't know what Fu Ying wanted him to do, but he knew it required going into the water, probably in very deep water. Was it to salvage a shipwreck in the North American Atlantic?
But it's strange, with her family's money and power, couldn't they have bought a small submarine? That thing could dive much deeper than a person, no matter what. In this world, although machines are meant to be created, their capabilities far exceed those of humans.
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Volume 1, Chapter 48: Top-Tier Diving Expert (Seeking Votes)
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On the fifth day, Zhou Xuan's passport arrived. Before that, Zhou Xuan first went to the bank to cash the check and deposit the money into his bank card; money is safe in your own account. www.wenX
In the past few days, Yang Xuan has taken Fu Ying and Wang Jue to visit almost all the tourist attractions in Shenzhen.
Zhou Xuan also took advantage of the free time these past few days to further refine the ice energy of the pill in his left hand, almost reaching the state of perfect unity of mind and energy. As long as he had a thought in his mind, the ice energy could go wherever he pointed, and the distance that the ice energy could transmit had increased by twenty or thirty centimeters.
However, there is also a downside: the golden color on my hands became more intense.
It was almost September, and Zhou Xuan went to the supermarket to buy a pair of thin gloves. The weather in the United States should be colder than in China, so wearing gloves would be reasonable.
Wang Jue called and booked three one-way tickets to New York, first class, of course.
In the afternoon, the three of them took a car back to Chongkou. Yang Xuan was a little reluctant to leave and complained, "If it weren't for the fact that I just set up my stall here and can't leave, I would have gone to New York with you guys!"
Fu Ying smiled and said, "I welcome it, of course, my family welcomes it too."
Yang Xuan understood Fu Ying's meaning, sighed, waved her hand, and said no more about something she knew was hopeless.
After rushing back to Chongkou to pick up my luggage, I didn't linger any longer. My flight was at 6:55 pm, and I only had a little over an hour to fly, so I didn't have much free time.
Just then, Zhou Xuan suddenly felt a little uneasy. He had just casually gone abroad without telling his family. He hadn't thought much about it before, only that he was doing something for Fu Ying and would come back after it was done. But now he still felt it was inappropriate. After all, he would be away for several months, and his family wouldn't know anyway. Whether he was in the South or the United States, it didn't matter. But in his heart, it was still different.
However, Zhou Xuan still felt it was inappropriate to make a hasty phone call now, as it would only cause his family unnecessary worry, so he simply decided not to say anything.
Since all three had suitcases, one taxi wasn't enough to carry them all, so they took two.
The plane is a China Southern Airlines flight. There are no direct flights to New York. You have to transfer at Hong Kong International Airport or go to Beijing and then to New York. Today's flight requires a transfer in Beijing to reach New York. The flight time is about eighteen hours.
However, they encountered a small problem when boarding the plane: Zhou Xuan's suitcase was found to contain metal items.
After Zhou Xuan opened it, airport security personnel found it to be a black stone. The test showed it to be metal, but they were unsure what kind of metal it was. However, it was eventually determined not to be a dangerous item before it was allowed to pass.
The plane took off on time at 6:55. After arriving in Beijing, it was still not completely dark, so we stopped for another hour before the plane took off again.
By this time, Zhou Xuan's initial excitement had worn off. Although it was his first time on an airplane, being in the air was not much different from sitting in an air-conditioned room. Looking out the small window, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
The only thing Zhou Xuan liked was that the flight attendant was both beautiful and gentle; whatever you asked her to do, she would always say, "Okay, please wait a moment!"
Zhou Xuan thought to himself, "If I asked you to kiss me or give me a kiss, would you say 'Okay, please wait a moment' in such a sweet and affectionate way?"
Frequent flyers don't like airplane food, but around nine o'clock, Zhou Xuan ate one, something he had never eaten before, and he ate it with relish. After finishing, he drank a cup of hot milk brought by the flight attendant.
Fu Ying and Wang Jue didn't eat. Zhou Xuan knew they didn't want to eat. He thought to himself that they were spoiled by their good families. If he let them go hungry for two days, he would see how they would eat even hot pig feed!
After sitting for a while, Zhou Xuan noticed that the passengers next to him were all resting with their eyes closed. He didn't know if they were really asleep or just pretending, but he couldn't fall asleep. So he picked up a magazine next to his seat and started flipping through it.
Around midnight, I finally got sleepy, so I lay down on the seat, closed my eyes, and slowly fell asleep. I don't know when I finally fell asleep.
When he woke up again, it was already past 11 a.m. the next day, but it was still pitch black outside the window. It must be due to time difference. Zhou Xuan knew this, but he didn't know the exact number of this time difference.
The flight attendant told Zhou Xuan that they would arrive in about half an hour, and the passengers were already preparing for landing.
Ten minutes before landing, the flight attendants had already informed passengers via the loudspeaker to fasten their seatbelts, as the plane was preparing to land.
There was a slight jolt upon landing. It was still night outside the plane window, but the city lights were dazzling; the New York night view was indeed beautiful.
After taking the airport shuttle bus to the airport terminal, Zhou Xuan dragged two large suitcases while Wang Jue carried a small one. When it comes to physical exertion, men should take the lead.
After Zhou Xuan had his ticket checked at the ticket gate in the hall, he had just stepped out of the passage when he heard a man's voice calling out from the entrance of the hall: "Xiao Ying, over here!"
Zhou Xuan looked over and saw four men at the entrance of the hall watching them. One of them was an Asian man in his early twenties, and the other three were two white and one black. Zhou Xuan had never been able to accurately judge the age of foreigners.
But they were all tall and imposing, probably no more than thirty-five, or more accurately, between twenty-five and thirty-five.
Fu Ying waved her hand and said with a smile, "Cousin, why are you back?"
The Eastern man had a thin face and a tall, slender build, about 1.8 meters tall, slightly taller than Zhou Xuan. He smiled and walked up to Fu Ying, pulling her close for a closer look. He said, "Little girl, you've become even more beautiful in the past six months. You've made progress!"
Fu Ying was both angry and amused, and said, "What are you saying? Your tone is so weird. You're pretty, fine, but you've even improved?"
Zhou Xuan wondered if this was Fu Ying's cousin, the lover Yang Xuan was thinking of.
The man turned his head, glanced at Zhou Xuan behind Fu Ying, gestured, and asked, "And who is this?"
Fu Ying turned to the side and introduced the two to each other: "This is my cousin, Li Junjie." "This is Xiao Zhou, Zhou Xuan, a top-notch diving expert I brought from China!"
"A top expert?" Li Junjie narrowed his eyes and reached out to shake hands with Zhou Xuan.
Zhou Xuan smiled and shook hands with him. Li Junjie smiled and remained expressionless, but squeezed his hand tightly.
Zhou Xuan's right palm cracked a few times, the pain almost making him cry out!
Li Junjie's hand was like an iron plate, hard and strong. Zhou Xuan then remembered that Fu Ying had such frightening skills, so her cousin must also be a martial arts expert. How could an ordinary person like himself compare to them?
That son of a bitch, he squeezed my fingers so hard they almost broke!