Violators Club

Chapter 737 Conflict

On Christmas Day, it snowed heavily all night.

Large flakes of snow, like falling rocks, hit the city overwhelmingly.

In less than a minute, the whole world turned into a piece of silvery white. Fortunately, the level of human infrastructure in modern society far exceeds that of the backward old era.

Although the steel forest is not beautiful, it has an excellent performance in fighting natural disasters, so this snow did not become a disaster, but added a lot of Christmas atmosphere.

The heavy snowfall ended overnight, and the next morning, the snow on the ground was knee-high.

Youdao is a family that is happy and a family that is sad, but the people in the slums are miserable.

On Christmas night, I was almost frozen to death, and when I woke up in the morning, the road was blocked by half a meter of snow.

Those who are lucky can still survive, and those who are unlucky will freeze to death directly due to this disaster.

The average family does not like this kind of snow day.

Heavy snow means that heating, electricity, and other necessities of life will increase, and the way to work will also become difficult. Clothes will be uncomfortable if they are soaked in snow, and they will have to be washed, which is an extra expense.

Life is not poetry and distant places, but firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. If you want to say who is the happiest in this snowy day, it is a group of seven or eight-year-old children.

With such thick snow, at least seven or eight big snowmen can be built, or a snow castle can be built directly with snow.

For carefree children, snowy days are the happiest days.

And in an elite neighborhood where the rich gather?
The blizzard ended early in the morning, and the snow cover was at least half a meter.

But at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, before most people go to work, the snow on the streets has almost been cleared. Although there are still sporadic snow foam falling from the sky, it will not affect them at all.

Poor ghosts may freeze to death, ordinary people have to solve their own problems, and rich people enjoy the best treatment in society.

I have to say, this is fair and very American.

Yellow cabs drove all the way from the airport to Wall Street.

Snowflakes were falling outside the window. Fang Jinxin looked at the white ice crystals around him curiously. As a southerner who had never seen snow in his life, everything around him was full of freshness.

"Zi La~"

With the sound of brakes, the yellow taxi stopped by the side of the road.

Speaking English that was not very proficient and had a strong accent, Fang Jinxin gave the driver two hundred dollars.

The price is definitely expensive.

But I just came to a new place, I am not familiar with the place, there is no navigation system here, and it is not convenient to rent a car.

Knowing that the other party would slash him, Fang Jinxin could only admit it.

But in general, it's not too bad, because Fang Jinxin didn't come alone, and there were eighteen Xiangjiang people including him.

Six taxis, one taxi costs two hundred dollars, plus a load of luggage.

On average, you can't actually lose much money, and when a group of people got off the car near Wall Street.

Not far away, more than 20 meters away is the Fairy King Hotel, but the Xiangjiang people who just got off the bus did not enter the hotel immediately, but looked at the white cold crystals around them like curious babies.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather collar, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looks polite, looking around with a curious face, his little hands uncontrollably grabbing at the snowflakes floating in the air, just like Columbus discovering the New World:
"Is this the legendary snow?"

Situations like middle-aged uncles are not uncommon in the crowd.

The lowest temperature in Xiangjiang in previous years is also 5° above zero, and hail may occur.

But snowflakes are different. The time it takes to fall from a high altitude is enough to melt the ice crystals into raindrops. Not far from Fang Jinxin, there is also a gentleman with a suit and leather collar, but he looks very young.

He cleared his throat, but his expression was somewhat disdainful, as if everyone had never seen the world before:
"No, this is a crystal of dihydrogen monoxide. The purity is not high, and there are certain impurities inside."

After the words fell, the middle-aged uncle who was the first to speak couldn't help but cursed with a smile:
"Get out, it's not like you haven't gone to school."

There is really no difference between snow and rain.

The only variable is the crystallization of water molecules caused by temperature, and as his voice fell, the man with a cup, who was so full of force and disappointed everyone when he spoke, put on a rather surprised look:

"So you have been to school. I thought you hadn't. Isn't it just some ice crystals? What's so strange?"

Fang Jinxin next to him rolled his eyes, raised his arms, and punched the man in the cup with a smile:
"I hear what you mean, have you seen snow before?"

This made the expression of the man in the cup stiff, he seemed to want to justify something, but finally shook his head: "No, I have studied abroad, but even in the coldest winter in Spain, the temperature is hard to drop below zero."

After the words fell, the middle-aged uncle yelled strangely:
"Oh, so you haven't seen snow before."

Looking at the winking expression of the other party, the man with the cup couldn't help but feel panicked on his face, and shouted in embarrassment:
"Fuck, what kind of eyes do you have?"

The middle-aged uncle ignored it, he picked up a ball of snow from the ground, and shook it in front of the man with the cup, as if teasing a half-sized cat with a cat teaser: "Do you want to pet it? It’s icy, cool, and a magical touch.”

The snow that has just fallen is pure white, fluffy and soft, it looks like firm cotton candy, accompanied by bursts of refreshing coolness.

For southerners who have never seen such a thing, it is definitely an unprecedented novel experience.

The gaze of the man in the cup was immediately attracted to him, just like seeing Sun Dasheng who couldn't move on the flat peach.

But after all, I can't let go of my face, even if I really want to grab it in my heart, put it in my hand and squeeze it, but on the surface, I pretend to be calm and steady, twist my neck, and look away from the snowflakes:

"Heh, I'm an adult, how can I be interested in such children's things."

This time, Fang Jinxin brought all the backbones of Baile's financial department. Except for a very few who are particularly talented, such as the man with a cup in front of him, the rest are all old foxes who have been in this industry for many years.

This group of people has a very high level of observation and observation, and the last time they were above the first level.The little act of the man pretending to be upright can't be hidden from these cunning foxes at all.

On the surface, these people don't say anything, but they have already started thinking about how to pull this little guy's braid in a few days.

And just when the atmosphere at the scene was harmonious and happy, an untimely voice sounded:

"Hey, can you keep your voice down, and pay attention to your quality in public places."

The person who spoke was a Caucasian male with a medium build and average facial features, but his eyes were gloomy and bloodshot with anxiety.

As the leader of the team, Fang Jinxin naturally stood up at this time.

He cleared his throat and said in English with a strong accent:
"Sorry, these friends of mine are a little excited when they see snow for the first time, and they will pay attention later."

Seeing that Fang Jinxin's attitude was not bad, the Caucasian man's mood slowed down a little, and then he cursed in a low voice:
"Tch, a group of yellow-skinned monkeys who don't know anything."

It was fine at first, and Fang Jinxin's English level was good, but the two sides were separated by half a world, even if they spoke the same language, it took a process of adaptation to communicate normally, and the other party's voice was not too loud.

But it happened that the snow had just finished, and the surrounding area was very quiet.

Fang Jinxin happened to hear part of this white male's curses in a low voice. He couldn't hear some words very clearly, but he could hear the word yellow-skinned monkey clearly. This made Fang Jinxin's face change. If you want to leave, immediately call out to the other party:
"Wait, friend, were you scolding us just now?"

It stands to reason that the quality of this white male should be quite high.

Wall Street, in this time period, people dressed like dogs should belong to the well-educated elite class.

Fang Jin has seen a lot of this kind of people. He is merciless in stabbing the knife in the back, but on the surface he pretends to be powerful. He claims to be a nobleman in the upper class, and he pays attention to etiquette and style when doing things and speaking. racists.

He glanced at Fang Jinxin, and then sneered:
"That's right, I'm just calling you a yellow-skinned monkey!"