A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1270 Old De's Gift! (Please Subscribe!)
The next day at breakfast, the old president, while munching on Canadian lobster dipped in butter sauce, gave the others a heads-up:
"These sugar-coated bullets of capitalism are really powerful. It's only because I have a strong will and am immune to all poisons that I'm not so good. You guys are a bit lacking. Look at the way you're eating, you're about to be corrupted by capitalism. Old Li, save me one of those lobster claws."

His nephew, the translator, was eating with his mouth full of grease, and dismissed his uncle's words, instead laughing and saying:
"These sugar-coated bullets are so tempting! I'm even thinking of retiring here and settling down. Life in this Ugly country is so good, it feels like paradise!"

Although Lao Li and Lao Wang, who came to the Ugly Country together, didn't say anything, it was clear that they felt the same way.

The old president was about to scold his nephew when the television playing in the restaurant showed a scene of Central Park, with flashing police lights, police tape, and a white car waiting nearby.

The host was speaking gibberish in English, which the old president couldn't understand, so he asked his nephew:

"What did they say upstairs? It sounds like someone died!"

His nephew's English level was only at the junior high school level; he could only understand a little of what he was saying and couldn't answer the questions.

Hua Twelve smiled and said:
"The TV said that three black guys shot at each other yesterday, then went to heaven hand in hand!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the accompanying translator and asked, "Would you still want to settle down in such a paradise?"

The translator was still somewhat unconvinced:
"Which country doesn't have criminal cases? Take that Baoshan guy from last year, for example."

Hua Shier didn't say much to him, picked up the remote and started changing channels. At this time, all the major channels were broadcasting morning news, which included many shooting incidents. He helped translate:

Massive gang warfare erupts in Chicago!

"An elderly man in Philadelphia was killed after a dispute with his neighbor over noise pollution escalated into a shootout where the two exchanged over a hundred shots."

"The Columbine school shooting, which has ruled out the possibility of a third gunman, has officially come to a close after several months of investigation, leaving 13 people dead and 24 injured!"

Hua Twelve switched channels five or six times, and all he heard were a bunch of cases related to shootings and drugs. The translator, Lao Li, and Lao Wang were all a bit horrified. With so many crime news stories in one day, doesn't that mean it's become the norm in the U.S.?

The translator still had some doubts:
"Really? I went out for a walk recently and found the neighborhood to be quite safe."

Hua Shier scoffed, "That's because we live in a wealthy area of ​​New York, so of course the security is good. If you want to see the dark side of New York, I can arrange it for you and broaden your horizons!"

"For the rich, the Ugly country is paradise, but for the poor, it's no exaggeration to call it hell. The situation is even worse for people of color!"

He said, shrugging:

"But tell me, isn't every place paradise for the rich? If you had money, you could live that kind of life in the US too. So, is the US really as good as you think?"

The old president suddenly said:
"Your suggestion is great! Many Chinese people are obsessed with foreign things these days, just like my nephew, who thinks the moon in the Ugly Country is rounder than the one in China. Take us there to broaden our horizons, and hopefully we can take some photos to take back with us!"

"Those foreign media people are really wicked. They always report on our backward areas. This time, we can expose the dark side of this place too!"

Hua Shier perked up immediately, thinking it was a promising opportunity, and smiled, giving the old editor-in-chief a thumbs-up:

"You're so insightful, sir. I'll take care of this. You all just relax!"

After dinner, Hua Shier called Lao De and said two things. The first was that the negotiations could end, and that both sides should have some sense of involvement. He didn't want it to drag on for too many days, as he was getting annoyed.

The second thing is to have Lao De arrange for someone to take the old president and his group to see the dark side of New York after today's negotiations.

Old De said it was perfectly fine. "You're the boss, whatever you say goes." He explained that after coming to the U.S., he recruited one of the blood slaves, who was the leader of the Irish gang in Hell's Kitchen. Taking a few photos was no problem at all.

During the morning's negotiations, Random House finally made concessions.

After the contract was signed, the old president was overjoyed, as if he had won a battle.

In the afternoon, Old De had someone take them on a tour of Hell's Kitchen.

The material was abundant, including street drug dealing, robberies, and gang fights, making the trip worthwhile for the old gang leader.

The group had originally planned to go abroad for a week. After deducting the travel time, they had two days left to stay in New York. Hua Shier took them out for a day and bought some inexpensive souvenirs to take back to their relatives and friends.

The day before I was to return home, Lao De called and said that the script was settled. He had already spoken with Michael Eisner, the chairman of the board of Disney, and that Disney would be in charge of making the film.

Old De also invited Hua Shier to attend a charity dinner hosted by New York's elite at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel that evening.

According to Lao De, many celebrities will be attending the dinner, including Michael Eisner. He asked Hua Shier if she wanted to come and have some fun, and also if she had any requests for the film shoot, she could give them to him directly.

Hua Shier also knew about the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, which was also near Central Park, not far away, about 700 meters from the Season 4 Hotel where he was staying.

Hua Shier was bored at the hotel, and when he heard that the banquet venue was not far away, he immediately agreed.

That evening, he greeted the old president and took the elevator downstairs. Just as he reached the hotel entrance, a white driver approached and bowed.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Dracula has asked me to escort you safely to the banquet hall!"

A Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked outside the hotel.

Hua nodded, went out and got into the car. It was only a distance of 700 meters; he could drive out and turn a corner to get there.

Luxury cars were already gathered in front of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, along with a number of reporters, indicating that tonight's banquet was going to be quite special.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of the hotel. As soon as the reporters saw the luxury car, they set up their cameras and microphones. But when Hua Shier got out of the car, they saw that he was an unfamiliar Asian man and immediately lost interest.

Just then, Old De came out with a balding, middle-aged white man and introduced him:

"Boss, this is Michael Eisner!"

The reporters recognized the Disney president and immediately started snapping photos of the group, their flashes going off in quick succession.

Michael Eisner, already well-trained by Old De, stepped forward respectfully, extending both hands, and said in broken Chinese:
"Welcome, Mr. Su, to New York for a visit and guidance!"

Hua Shier almost burst out laughing. He was a Chinese man, and he was supposed to be visiting and giving guidance in New York? This line must have been taught to him by that old German guy.

Sure enough, Old De burst into laughter first.

Hua Twelve and Michael Eisner shook hands:

"Just speak English, I understand!"

Michael Eisner was overjoyed and quickly gestured for them to enter. Together with Old De, they welcomed Hua Twelve into the hotel like stars surrounding the moon, and took the elevator to the banquet hall on the 22nd floor.

At the entrance to the banquet hall, a dozen or so men in black suits with obvious signs of carrying guns were seen. Michael Eisner explained that they were bodyguards for important figures.

Upon entering the banquet hall, Hua Shier immediately spotted the celebrity that Lao De had mentioned.

The most notable figures are the three Hollywood action heroes: Arnold Schwarzenegger, who later became governor; Sylvester Stallone, who rallied the British and American forces; and Bruce Willis, from Die Hard.

There are many female celebrities as well. Among those I know are Julia Roberts, the big-mouthed beauty, Nicole Kidman, Tom Cruise's wife, and so on. They are all great beauties.

Hua Shier asked Lao De curiously, "Such a big event, what's the deal with this charity gala?"

Old De shrugged:

"Who knew that these charity galas here would have all sorts of strange names!"

He asked Michael Eisner:

"Baldy, what's the deal with this charity gala again?!"

Michael Eisner wasn't angry at all when Germans called him bald, probably because they'd turned him into a blood slave.

He said quickly:
"Today's charity dinner is to raise funds for the 'mosquito vaccine' charity project, which was initiated by Melinda Gates, the wife of Bill Gates, which is why it has attracted so much attention from the upper class and celebrities."

Hua Shier was completely bewildered: "What the heck? I don't understand, a mosquito vaccine?"

Old De chuckled and said, "Boss, you'll get used to it. I wasn't quite used to it when I first came here either!"

Michael Eisner also couldn't quite explain it, only saying:

"Ms. Melinda will provide an explanation when the dinner begins!"

Because of the presence of the Disney president, Hua Twelve became the focus of attention among the celebrities. First, the three tough guys arrived together. They greeted Michael Eisner first, and then looked at Old De and Hua Twelve:

"And who are these two gentlemen?"

Michael Eisner stated directly, "These two are very distinguished guests!"

The three tough guys understood in one sentence, and Stallone laughed heartily:
"That must be a very important person!"

He said this while extending his hand to Old De.

Dracula didn't even extend a hand; instead, he introduced Hua Twelve:
"This is my boss!"

The three tough guys were all taken aback. Seeing Dracula's aristocratic demeanor, they all thought he was the most important one. They never expected that the distinguished guest mentioned by the Disney president was actually this Asian man.

Stallone reacted quickly, taking the initiative to shake hands with Hua Shier and saying with a smile:
"Hello sir, I am Sylvester Stallone!"

"Don't listen to their nonsense. I'm not some big shot. I'm just a writer from China. You can just call me Smith!"

Hua Shier laughed and shook hands with Stallone:

"I've seen that Italian horse movie you directed, it was really good!"

Sylvester Stallone covered his forehead: "Oh my god!"

Everyone else burst into laughter.

That film, 'What the Hellman Is,' was made by Sylvester Stallone before he became famous, to make a living. It was a dark film. Later, after he became famous, he retrieved those videotapes, but once these things are made, they will be permanently circulated among movie fans, so how can they be completely retrieved?

Seeing that Stallone wasn't angry at all, Hua Shier thought he was a decent guy, and immediately punched him on the shoulder.
"Just kidding, Mr. Rambo. You're a super-powerful guy who could take down an entire division by himself!"

Stallone then smiled happily.

The governor extended his hand to introduce himself. Hua Twelve's expression was somewhat strange. The T800 in his storage space was exactly this age and looked exactly like this; how could he not be familiar with it?

"The Terminator, he's famous!" Next up was Bruce Willis, and Hua Shier joked with a smile as he shook hands with him:

"Hopefully, a group of terrorists won't rush up and kidnap us!"

Hua Shier was referring to a scene from "Die Hard," in which Bruce Willis played the lead role, single-handedly taking down terrorists in a building. The film was later remade in Hong Kong as "High Risk."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter again, because many people in the banquet hall were glancing at him from the side.

After chatting with a few people for a while, Hua Shier realized it wasn't a good time to discuss the "Final Destination" movie adaptation. Seeing the actresses also heading this way, he immediately greeted Lao De:
"You guys chat first, I'll go sit over there for a while!"

He nodded slightly to the others as he spoke, then turned and left.

Those actresses are quite beautiful, but unfortunately they are all already taken. He doesn't currently have any of Cao Cao's interests, so there's no need for him to stay there and engage in pointless small talk.

I grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter's tray and then walked to the banquet buffet area to get something to eat.

Old De caught up and said mysteriously:

"Master, I have a surprise for you tonight!"

This thing is called BOSS when someone is around, and Master when no one is around, its main feature is that it can switch between these two roles at will.

Hua Shier joked:

"Are you going to go on stage and do a striptease? I advise you to give up that idea now, otherwise I'll beat you to death after seeing this surprise!"

Old De laughed heartily: "You'll see when the time comes, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

About twenty minutes later, soft music started playing, and then the initiator of the charity banquet, the woman of the world's richest man, appeared to thank the guests for attending the charity banquet and explain the purpose of the event.

Mrs. Gates said that she and her husband will establish a charitable foundation, and all the funds raised this time will be put into the foundation to support a research team in Australia's 'mosquito vaccine' project.

After the other party explained, Hua Shier finally understood what this 'mosquito vaccine' was all about.

In essence, it uses the gene-editing technology that's been all the rage these days to design a recessive sterility gene that can spread widely among mosquitoes. It's harmless to the carrier, but if both members of a mosquito 'couple' are carriers of the recessive gene, their offspring will be sterile.

The goal is to disable mosquitoes' ability to transmit viruses such as Zika, dengue fever, and malaria.

Hua Shier chuckled, as he hadn't heard of any successful implementation of this technology even in later generations.

He also knew that the Gateses later had some kind of charitable foundation, which spent a lot of money on the 'killer mosquito' project, which was supposed to make mosquitoes kill each other when they mate, but it didn't work.

He suspected that these bizarre pretexts were either for money laundering or tax evasion, since they were burning through a lot of money without any results.

Hua Shier was too lazy to listen to this woman's ramblings, so he turned around and went to find a place to smoke.

After leaving the banquet hall, turning into the corridor, we arrived at the restroom entrance.

Hua Shier didn't go in. Instead, he lit a cigarette outside and started smoking. He had only smoked half of it when he heard the sound of water flushing coming from the women's restroom next door. Then a familiar figure came out, adjusting her evening gown as she walked.

The two saw each other at the same time, and the woman was startled, remembering what had happened that evening.

Okay, it's that woman again!
She was really terrified that day and didn't even know how she got back to the hotel. All the way, she felt like someone was watching her. Later, she realized that she was covered in blood, and although she had washed herself, it was impossible to get it all clean.

She waited tremblingly for the police to arrive at the hotel.

To her surprise, just as the man had said, no police came to her door. She even saw a news report about the case on television the next day, which described it as a gang fight.

The murder that had just occurred right before her eyes seemed to have ended just like that.

She had nightmares for two nights in a row, all of which involved Hua Shier shooting someone in the head.

Her feelings toward Hua Shier were very complicated. His actions had indeed saved her, but he had also killed someone. This was the first time she had ever witnessed someone kill in real life.

The woman didn't know whether to regard Hua Shier as her savior or as a murderer who took lives at will and kept her at a distance; in short, she hadn't figured it out yet.

As for betraying the other party? She never even considered it; she couldn't bring herself to repay kindness with enmity.

Today her emotions finally calmed down a bit, and coincidentally, the senior executives of EMI invited her to attend a charity gala. At first, she didn't want to go, but when she heard that it was at her hotel, she agreed, thinking it would be a good opportunity to get out of the crowd and clear her head.

But to my surprise, I ran into Hua Shier again while I was in the bathroom.

Her previously calmed emotions erupted completely at this moment. Ignoring whether the other person was a murderer, she angrily shouted:
"You still say you weren't following me? At the airport, in Central Park, even when I hid in my hotel, you kept bothering me. Now you've even followed me to the bathroom!"

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, leaned against the wall by the toilet door, and said with a resolute expression:

"Come on, you're interested in me, aren't you? You've been following me all this time just to...you know...go ahead and humiliate me. Just this once, and don't bother me again."

Hua Shier looked at her like she was an idiot, spat out the cigarette from his mouth, shook his head and walked away.

"You're insane! Are you in heat? Luckily you're speaking Mandarin, which the people here don't understand, otherwise, if you're shameless, I'd be in big trouble too!"

The woman opened her eyes and saw that Hua Shier had already left, so she quickly chased after him:

"Come on, you cowardly bastard, all talk and no action! How can you be so cowardly? Just this once, hurry up, it's just a matter of a tremor, so you won't bother me again later."

Hua Shier quickened his pace; this woman had gone mad.

He quickly walked to the entrance of the banquet hall and breathed a sigh of relief. This time, without Old De accompanying him, the bodyguards standing at the door scanned him with a metal detector before letting him through.

After entering the banquet hall, this guy patted his little chest:

"Luckily, I have long legs and can run fast, otherwise my chastity would have been preserved!"

Seeing that the woman had also entered the venue and seemed to be eyeing him menacingly, Hua Shier quickly walked up to Dracula to avoid being entangled by her.

Dracula laughed:
"Boss, you've come at the perfect time! The surprise I prepared for you has arrived!"

Bang!
A gunshot rang out from somewhere, followed by a fierce exchange of fire.

The entire venue erupted into chaos instantly. Many people were searching for hiding places, while others tried to run away, only to be shot as soon as they left the venue and fall into pools of blood.

Hua Twelve stared at Dracula in astonishment:
"Is this the surprise you prepared for me?"

"These crawlers have messed up my plans for my master."

Old De was furious:
"Master, you must believe me! These reptiles have nothing to do with me. I'll go and kill them right now!"

Hua Twelve quickly pulled Old De aside:

"Hide first. There are a lot of Americans. What does it matter to you if a few die? It won't make you stand out. Besides, aren't you Romanian?"

After he finished speaking, he told Old De to find a hiding place himself, while he did a somersault and flipped behind the nearest buffet table.

It turned out that there were already people hiding behind there. The three tough guys from Hollywood were all squatting there, each one looking more cowardly than the last.

Hua Shier couldn't help but laugh:
"According to the plot, you should be rushing out to deal with the gunmen outside at this point!"

Listening to the constant sounds of gunfire, the three tough guys all gave wry smiles:
"Smith, that's not a funny joke at all!"

At this moment, the gunfire stopped, and many people peeked out from their hiding places to see if the security personnel outside had dealt with the gunman.

To their horror, several masked men carrying weapons walked in; clearly, all the bodyguards outside had been killed.

The first person, wearing a clown mask, fired a burst of bullets at the ceiling, causing many women to scream in fright.

"Get out here, all of you, or don't blame us for going on a killing spree!"

After the man reloaded his ammunition, he ordered his men to drive away the hiding guests and gather them all in the center of the venue.

Hua Twelve and his group were also driven out from behind the table, and with guns used to drive away their masked bandits, they said with great surprise:

"Terminator, Rambo, Willis, I'm a fan of yours!"

Hua Shier couldn't help but tease, "Congratulations on capturing your idol's heart! Don't forget to ask for an autograph!"

The man wasn't so polite to Hua Twelve; he swung a rifle butt at him, but Hua Twelve dodged it by tilting his head.

The three governors quickly said, "Hey, he's our friend, don't do this, brother!"

The thug shrugged: "Alright, I'll give my idol some face!"

Everyone, regardless of gender or age, was forced to squat in the middle of the field with guns pointed at them.

The clown-masked man who spoke first scanned the crowd, didn't spot his target, and then shouted:
"Mrs. Gates, Congressman Wilson, please step forward. You can't escape, and we won't harm you. Come out and let's talk!"

Hua Twelve asked the three tough guys in a low voice:

Who is Wilson?

Schwarzenegger whispered, "He's a congressman, he's got a lot of influence!"

After a while, it was obvious that no one was willing to step forward, so the masked man who had spoken gestured to his men to grab two people out of the crowd!
Hua Shier was all smiles, waiting to see the show, but the next moment his expression turned somewhat astonished:

"This woman can't be that unlucky!"

There were no seats available, and it was that woman again who was dragged out and had a gun pointed at her head.

Besides the woman, there was also a white girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with skin so white it seemed to glow.

Hua Shier recognized it at a glance: Princess Diaries, Anne Hathaway!
Old De squatted behind Hua Twelve:
"Boss, that white girl is the surprise I prepared for you!"

Seeing the knowing looks from the governor, Stallone, and Bruce Willis, Hua Shier asked somewhat guiltily:

"I said he slandered me, do you believe me or not!"

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