hollywood billionaire

Chapter 119 Highway One

After finding the star that belonged to Michael Jackson on the Avenue of Stars, and helping the mother and grandmother squatting on the ground to take a few photos of the standard tourists of the middle-aged and elderly tour group, Han Yi drove them to the next destination.

Located on the left side of the I-405 highway connecting the north and south of Los Angeles, occupying the highest point of the Brentwood community, the Getty Museum was built by Paul Getty in 1974.

That's right, it's the name of the Getty Suite where Han Yi and the others stayed at the Pierre Hotel.

If you want to overlook the panorama of Greater Los Angeles, most tourists who don't really know the City of Angels will choose Griffith Observatory.It is close enough to the city center to photograph the DTLA skyline at various times, and there is a telescope every three or five steps.Moreover, the giant dark green dome is also a classic Los Angeles symbol that often appears in various movies and promotional videos.

But every resident who has lived on this land for more than half a year knows that the Getty Museum is the truly unparalleled first viewing platform.

The reason why the Getty Museum is ranked first is first of all related to the year of completion.The Griffith Observatory was completed in 1933. Even after several large-scale repairs, the observatory, which has entered the second decade of the 21st century, is still old.

Aside from the graffiti of tourists everywhere and the falling powder on the wall, the most obvious aging of the Griffith Observatory is the unreasonable planning of its parking spaces.

There is not even a decent garage in Nuoda’s territory, only an open-air parking lot with less than 200 spaces hanging on the left side of the ridge.Once it's full, you'll have to park along the gray shoulder of the West Canyon Road.

The working day is fine. If it is an important node such as the USC graduation day, when the number of tourists in Los Angeles is soaring, if you want to reach the observatory, you will not only have to fight wits with the drivers along the way, but also have to walk for more than ten, twenty, and ten minutes to sweat profusely. to enjoy the scenery that has become less attractive because of overwork.

Second, the heat map of Los Angeles has actually been slowly moving westward in the direction of the Pacific Ocean over the past few decades.

The so-called downtown Los Angeles, for a considerable number of local residents, is a castle in the air that they never visit once a year.Santa Monica Beach, Venice Beach, The Grove Mall, Westpark Century City Mall, and Rodeo Drive are the Hollywood movie scenes that fascinate the world.

Therefore, the most impeccable point to see the essence of modern Los Angeles is actually the Platinum Triangle where Han Yi lives, especially Bel-Air.Hanging above the head of Century City, with the city center to the east and the coastline to the west, it is truly omni-directional with no dead ends.

Of course, Bel-Air, as a private residential area, did not have a $300 or [-] million base, and did not even have the chance to knock on the door.For ordinary tourists, the next best thing is the most suitable high point, which is the top of Brentwood Mountain not far to the right of Bel Air.

The ten-lane I-405 winds and extends to the extreme south that cannot be touched by the eyes, like a light gray artery, supporting the development backbone of Los Angeles, especially Hollywood.

The hustle and bustle of the City of Angels meets the soothing murmur of a summer breeze blowing through Robert Irving's gardens.When the Californian sunshine splashes golden embraces between the streets of West Hollywood and Santa Monica, a series of miracles of modern architectural art rise from the ground, intertwined with lush and towering palm trees, forming an exquisite and unusual scene. , a mosaic map of the interdependence of urban charm and natural landscape.

The clear blue sky overhead seems boundless, creating a serene backdrop for the spectacle below.Looking down from the Getty Museum, the slowly unfolding La La Land looks like a vibrant kaleidoscope.

On the left, the city's iconic skyline glistens in the sun like a symphony of sophisticated steel and glass facades.On the right, the vast Pacific Ocean is a vast expanse of magnificence, with waves kissing the horizon to a mesmerizing rhythm.

Park the car in the modern garage at the foot of the mountain, and take the steel cable air suspension cable car to slowly rise to the summit platform.At this moment, Han Yi and Zhao Youzhen standing on the outdoor terrace of the Getty Museum are intoxicated by the indescribable beauty of the city intertwined with majesty and elegance.

"In the whole of Los Angeles, I still like it the most."

After enjoying nearly 10 minutes of quiet time, Zhao Youzhen was the first to break the silence.

"I often come here alone, whether it's to see the exhibition, to see the scenery, or just to have a lunch here...it always makes me feel very peaceful."

"Yeah, I like it too." Han Yi nodded and agreed.This is the lavish gift to the world from the wealthiest American ever.Paul Getty spent huge sums of money to reproduce the most luxurious manor complex in ancient Rome - the Papyri Manor on the originally desolate hills of Palisades in the Pacific Ocean.

When Paul Getty was still alive, it was his private residence that carried his amazing wealth.After his death, it became the richest museum in the world that inherited his $12 billion property.

In 1997, this collection institution with countless paintings by Rubens, Rembrandt, Monet and Manet expanded a 134000-square-foot space on Beverly Parkway, which is the new location of the Getty Center under their feet .

What Zhao Youzhen came here to enjoy was the tranquility of the years when the breeze blew across the hills, but for Han Yi, what he felt was something completely different.

Paul Getty, who was once selected as the richest individual in the world by Guinness World Records, had a wealth of US$1966 billion in 12, which is equivalent to US$78 billion today.

By the time he died in 1976, that number had ballooned to $60 billion, or $230 billion today.

Standing on the observation deck of the Getty Center, Han Yi couldn't help thinking about a question.

What kind of qualities, what kind of circumstances, and what kind of sacrifices does a person need to have in order to achieve Paul Getty's achievements and to be like him, even though he has been dead for 40 years and his body has turned into a whole body? Holding dust, the organization named after him, can still emit incomparable light and heat in this surging world?
For Han Yi in his previous life, this was just an interesting brainstorming in his busy life.

But this time, when he returned to the top of the Beverly Parkway, Han Yi found that he might be able to solve this mystery by himself.

Use inexhaustible wealth to establish an eternal great cause.

The five maxims in the memo were pushing him forward, and he himself...wanted to go further than that.

"As small as her..."

Zhao Youzhen, who put his hands on the railing, couldn't empathize with Han Yi's violent inner fluctuation at this time.She glanced at Xu Yiru who was taking pictures of Ling Lan and Tian Zongyun in the garden, and said with a slight smile.

"Very pleasing to the parents."

No matter how hard you try, Yuzhen, who is not good at dealing with people by nature, can't be as friendly as Xiaoru, and every move can just fall into the hearts of the elders.

More importantly... She was really nervous in front of Han Yi's mother and grandmother.

The kind that makes your heart pound when you speak.

"You're also very likable." Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying the cool breeze oncoming, smiled, and said, "At least my mother and the others like you a lot."

"Ah..." Zhao Youzhen's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Both of them have lived for more than 100 years together. How can you not tell who is a good person... You take pictures, I don't take pictures!" Halfway through the sentence, Han Yi waved his hand and said to Ling Lan who beckoned him to take pictures.

"What about you, Youzhen?" Ling Lan asked loudly, "The garden here is so beautiful."

"I... I won't take pictures, thank you, auntie." Zhao Youzhen waved his hand exactly the same as Han Yi.If he was alone with Han Yi, Zhao Youzhen would have to take pictures of the Getty Museum from top to bottom.Plus Xu Yiru's words... It's okay to take a few photos.

But if Han Yi's mother and grandmother were present, she would definitely not be able to put on any natural poses.

Yuzhen still vividly remembers the tragic scene of the graduation ceremony this morning, which was like taking pictures of divorce certificates.

"Look, that's why my mother and grandma are actually very close to you." Noticing Zhao Youzhen's clumsy decline, Han Yi spread his hands and said softly.

"Because I...don't take pictures?" Zhao Youzhen was stunned.

"Because your personality is quite similar to mine, in fact... you don't like talking very much."

"You..." Youzhen covered her mouth, and couldn't help laughing, "You are the man I've seen talking the most."

"Hey, I..." Before he could say anything, Han Yi couldn't help laughing, "No, I gradually became eloquent after I went to college. After all, there are so many presentations to do. However, when I was young, I really She's very introverted... and stutters a bit."

"Stuttering?" This is a Chinese vocabulary that Zhao Youzhen doesn't come into contact with in daily life.

"It's just stutter." Han Yi explained in English, "Especially when he was in junior high school, he might be rebellious in his adolescence, and he couldn't understand the world. He felt that his classmates didn't understand me, and the teacher didn't understand me. He didn't want to talk, and he hesitated when he spoke. , I don’t even want to talk about it.”

"I am also similar. My current personality was also developed during that time." Zhao Youzhen recalled, "I was bullied all the time in junior high school, and no one talked to me, so I listened to songs by myself."

"When you wear headphones, no one loves them." Han Yi raised his hands to his ears, making an intangible performance of listening to music, "So why do I like Paramore so much...Because in junior high, Hayley Williams was The one I communicate with the most."

"Then we must sign them." Zhao Youzhen nodded, and Chao Hanyi gave an encouraging smile.Then the topic changed, and he turned his eyes to Xu Yiru's direction again, "Xiao Ru, you shouldn't have such troubles, right? You have been so good-looking since you were a child."

"She...she's even weirder."

Han Yi smiled and shook his head.

"When preparing for the SAT, in order to immerse herself in the question bank, she didn't talk to anyone for a week... She felt that if she needed to talk to someone, her thoughts on the questions would be interrupted."

"One week?" Zhao Youzhen was a little surprised, "You didn't say a word?"

"Don't say a word." Han Yi gave an affirmative answer, "Whether it's a mother or a teacher, as long as you talk to her, she will take out a small note that says 'Forbidden'."

"I'll forget my own voice, if that's the case."

"It seems that she has indeed forgotten...According to her, the first sentence she said a week later shocked her, and she was completely unfamiliar with it."

"That said, they all seem to be weird."

Xu Yiru, who leaned next to Ling Lan and Tian Zongyun with his hands behind his back and helped them choose photos, noticed Han Yi and Zhao Youzhen's gaze.With the same dazzling smile of eight teeth, Xiaoru waved at them vigorously.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm talking bad about you!"

Han Yi replied honestly.Under Xu Yiru's reproachful eyes, Han Yi turned around again and looked down at the panoramic view of Santa Monica.

"Yeah, you're both weirdos."

"You are the weirdest one." Zhao Youzhen pursed his lips, and looked at the other party helplessly, "Obviously the scenery at home is better, so I insist on crowding people at the Getty Museum."

"There aren't many people there." Han Yi coughed twice, and swept his arms half a circle in front of him, "And the scenery over there has long been tired of seeing, it's better here... Mainly, it's also very close to the restaurant."

Han Yi knew very well that food was the most effective way to distract Zhao Youzhen.

"Ah, really." Zhao Youzhen's peachy eyes turned into searchlights again.

"What to eat?"

"Water Grill, Santa Monica. Ten times better than The Lobster."

Han Yi lowered his voice, making his voice full of magnetic temptation.

“Fried Calamari, Kumamoto Oyster Tart, Spicy Lobster Roll, Bacon Cheddar Cheeseburger, Deep Fried French Fries, and most importantly…”

Han Yi put his right hand to his mouth, moved closer to Youzhen, and whispered.

"I'll divert their attention. After you finish eating... exchange plates with me."

For Zhao Youzhen, the allure of this series of dish names and Han Yi's promise of a safe dining environment is too strong.Therefore, the Korean girl completely put aside the little doubt about Han Yishe’s long-distance pursuit. After taking the first bite of fried squid rings, the question of why she didn’t go to No. 864 Stella Della Road was even more forgotten. .

Not only that, but the activities after dinner also won her heart.On the way back, a group of people came to Whole Foods at 2201 Wilshere Avenue to purchase daily necessities for tomorrow's Highway [-] trip, as well as drinks and snacks for recreation on the road.

The feeling of shopping was so pleasant that Zhao Youzhen, who was sitting in the co-pilot holding a Whole Foods shopping bag the next day, was still humming a cheerful little tune.

"Hello everyone, I am Xiao Han, the tour guide for this in-depth tour of the west coast. Before we leave, I would like to tell you about our plan."

After starting the car and fully lowering the sun visor above his head to block the rising sun, Han Yi leaned on the back of his chair, turned around, and introduced seriously to the tour group he led.

"We still go to Santa Monica first, then take Highway [-], cross the entire Malibu, drive all the way north, and try to have lunch in Santa Barbara. Then continue on the road, and arrive in San Francisco before seven...eight o'clock. "

"We stayed in San Francisco for two days, one day in the urban area, one day to Napa Valley. Then, we went directly to Highway [-], went to Las Vegas for another two days, and finally returned to Los Angeles to see the sights that we hadn't finished. ...Mom, do you want to go to Universal Studios?"

"It mainly depends on Xiaoru and Yuzhen." Ling Lan smiled, "We will go wherever they want to go."

"What do you think?"

"Let's look at Auntie." Zhao Youzhen and Xu Yiru had an unusual understanding.

"It's up to me...we'll talk about it when we come back." Han Yi paused, and then asked, "Are there any other questions? If not, we'll set off."

"Have!"

Xu Yi raised his hand like a primary school student, and asked seriously.

"Then ask Tour Guide Xiaohan, is there any itinerary for mandatory shopping this time, that is, the kind that locks us in the store and doesn't allow us to go out without spending money."

"Yes, there are arrangements in Las Vegas."

Amidst the laughter, Han Yi twisted his body back and stepped on the accelerator. The Grand Cherokee made a dull sound and drove away from the Ritz-Carlton's underground parking lot, heading west.

Do you think I'm joking, Xiao Ru.

When you get to Las Vegas, don't cry.

As a state road winding along the Pacific coastline, the magnificent scenery that seems to be out of the world on the way of Highway [-] has been praised by the world for half a century.

The scenery in the urban area of ​​Malibu is actually not bad, mainly because Highway [-] has no slope at this stage, it is flush with the coastline, and the northbound lane is on the right side, so looking out from the inside of the car, you must have a good view. The left side is completely unobstructed by buildings to see the Pacific Ocean in the morning light.

And in the largest metropolitan area on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean, where capital and power converge and merge, how can there be a viewing spot with a superb view for ordinary travelers to enjoy?Private buildings like the Nobu restaurant, one next to the other, extend densely to both sides, inserting private signs on all the beaches in the city.

This situation only got better after the Grand Cherokee arrived near Pepperdine University and saw Malibu Lagoon National Beach.Of course, it was only for a moment. Driving at a speed of 60 miles, Han Yi drove across the Malibu Lake before Ling Lan had time to turn on the camera.Going down, there is another seaside villa area that is connected in a line.

"Slow down, Yaoer."

Ling Lan patted Han Yi on the shoulder and reminded him.

"Ask if you agree with the pickup truck behind us." Han Yi glanced at his mother through the rearview mirror with some amusement, "Don't worry, it's been more than eight hours, and the good-looking one is still behind."

Soon, driving out of the long and narrow downtown area of ​​Malibu and crossing Coral Beach, Highway [-] becomes a real coastal road.

Driving along the right side along the low hillside, with the rapid rotation of the wheels, the Canaloa Palace gradually revealed its admirable true colors in front of everyone.

"The aborigines of Hawaii have a saying, Hānau ka palaoa noho i kai. It means that Palauans were born in the sea and grew up in the sea. This is the sea they rely on for generations."

Xiaoru and Youzhen discovered that Han Yi, who reads a lot of miscellaneous books, is an excellent travel companion.Before he embarks on a journey, he will not only make a complete strategy and plan, but also fill the original monotonous rush time with knowledge and interesting anecdotes.

Han Yi, who was talking eloquently, always had a taste of books with noble air.

The so-called old money temperament, in fact, is largely the accumulation of experience and knowledge.As long as you build an Alexandria library in your mind, you don’t need to wear Nouu Piya, and it will make people feel that you live in the Louvre.

This may be the reason why Xu Yiru and Zhao Youzhen, although shocked by Han Yiyu's bottomless wealth, did not doubt it.

His mind and heart can afford nine zeros in his account balance.

"The Ventura we passed by, although it is a tourist city now, there are private yachts everywhere, but in the 20s, this was one of the largest oil production areas in California... The Getty Center we went to yesterday, that Paul -Getty, his Pacific Western Petroleum Group, has a large mining area here ... Oh yes, the donor of the Dohini library at our school, Edward Dohney, was the previous owner."

"The one in Dohini is called Petroleum Securities Company." While taking out his mobile phone to take pictures of the coastline, Xu Yiru recalled the information he had read in school.

"Yes, and then during the Great Depression, Paul Getty bought the California division of Petroleum Securities and changed it to the current name."

"...Santa Barbara is actually the most 'Spanish' place in California. The whole city is basically built in Spanish colonial style, or Spanish revival style architecture. Pooh, look at the villas on both sides...as long as they are unified, any genre will be fine. nice."

"Spanish revival style... what exactly does it look like?" Tian Zongyun asked after reading the unfamiliar name.

"Typically it's a brownish-red toned roof, polished wood textures, and then this kind of white walls."

Sitting at today's lunch destination, Han Yi pointed to the white and reflective walls around him and explained.

"Don't look at this restaurant, which is basically all white people, but it actually serves so-called Indian food. Its name is all Indian, Barba..."

"Barbareo." Zhao Youzhen added to Han Yi who was stuck, "Mother-in-law, it's like this. Californians like to divide their coastline into three parts. The Los Angeles we came to is called the South Bank, San Francisco is the North Bank, and Santa Barbara is there The place is Zhong'an...the indigenous people of Zhong'an...Yi, how do you say indigenous people in Chinese?"

"Indigenous people." Xu Yiru answered first.

"Well, the natives, a group of Indians called the Chumash. Ah, the Chumash..."

"Chumash." Han Yi interjected.

"Yes, Chumash people. Barbareo refers to the local language spoken by the Chumash people. And this restaurant is inspired by Indian cooking techniques, mixed with traditional Spanish dishes." Zhao Youzhen pointed Referring to the big dish in front of Tian Zongyun, which is specially used for sharing, "For example, this one contains lamb al pastor, masa flatbread, shishitos, goat gouda, salsa verde... Sorry, mother-in-law, I... I don't know these things in Chinese How to say."

Zhao Youzhen shrugged and looked at Han Yi's grandmother with some regret.Her Chinese is of course good enough for ordinary chatting, but when it comes to these special professional food terms, even authentic Chinese people will find it difficult, let alone her.

"I don't know how to say it, but it looks like this... it should be lamb, bread, green pepper, cheese and salsa." Han Yi gave a thumbs up to Zhao Youzhen, and said in relief, "It's already great! Hey , By the way, do you also speak Spanish, listen to your pronunciation."

"Yes, the third foreign language is Spanish." Zhao Youzhen nodded.

"It's amazing, there are so many." Xu Yiru put his hands on his chin and praised sincerely.

"You know a lot, okay, Hokkien is fine." Han Yi recalled the dialect that Xu Yiru had taught him before, "How do you say that word, big hoop..."

"Big hoop." Xiaoru rolled her eyelids coquettishly, "It's you."

"You are all amazing, and you are all obedient."

Although he was confused, Tian Zongyun still gave a thumbs up like Han Yi, wrinkled his smile and squeezed out kind lines.

In just a few days, grandma became more and more delighted with these two girls.

If it's really your own home.

With the same thought in mind, there was Ling Lan who was watching silently, smiling without saying a word.

Han Yi is indeed well-read and memorized, but Xu Yiru and Zhao Youzhen are not at all inferior.Moreover, without talking too much, Auntie can also deeply appreciate their excellence from the information she gets from side-by-side information.

Xu Yiru, TOEFL 117, SAT 2300 points.Recorded Duke, Brown, Cornell, Rice, Emery, Georgetown, UC Berkeley, UCLA.If what Xiao Ru wants to read is not news, then she should be in that Ivy League school in Rhode Island.

Zhao Youzhen, with a score of 2360 on the SAT, studied in an American high school for three years, and she just skipped the TOEFL requirement because she was only 40 points away from reading.University of Pennsylvania, Cornell, Columbia University, and Youzhen's allied schools have one more admission letter than Xiaoru.When Ling Lan asked in amazement why she didn't go to Columbia University or Penn University, Zhao Youzhen's answer about the cold weather affecting outdoor activities also made Han's mother a little speechless.

Han Yi took a lot of effort to get into USC, which was no different from a guaranteed school for the two of them.

How good a boy must be to be eligible to hold their hands?
It seems to be lively and lively now, but I don't know how much pressure Yi Wa'er will have in the future.

"Xiao Ru, You Zhen, eat more, try this... this is delicious."

Thinking of this, Auntie Ling decided to be a super considerate and good mother-in-law to help her son Dolara to impress her.

As Xiaoru's diehard fan, Ling Lan still likes this ball of Baodao glutinous rice the most.

But Yoo Jin seems to be an irrefutable perfect choice.

Be upbeat!

Putting a piece of mutton on the dinner plates of the two girls, Lan looked at the pigs in her pen with worry on her face.

If you don't hurry up, Bai Cai will run away with long legs.

Ling Lan and Tian Zongyun took turns to feed Xiaoru and Youzhen, and after a lively meal, Xu Yiru could barely walk, and even Zhao Youzhen was full.

"Yiyi, don't you want to go to Neverland? They're already here."

Caressing her belly that was one size bigger than usual, Xu Yiru asked with difficulty.After all, the meat given by Han's mother had to be eaten no matter how full it was.

"It's too late, let's talk about it next time."

Glancing at the sign of Vandenberg Air Force Base, Han Yi replied casually.

After four years in the United States, Han Yi has never been to this place that he longs for in China.

Even if you pass by, you don't want to visit.

Because in his heart, this is a place even more sacred than the Wailing Wall.

He had to work harder and succeed before he had the courage to have a spiritual dialogue across time and space with his eternal idol at the gate of the manor.

Maybe... If I can become the next Paul Getty, I can also buy Neverland and make it a cultural totem that records an era?

Such a thought flashed through Han Yi's mind, and Han Yi stepped on the accelerator for half a minute, and drove across this uninhabited wilderness. This section of the isolation zone of the military base was deliberately vacated, and he returned to CA-135 again via Highway 1. Continue their coastal sightseeing trip.

However, the departure again after lunch is quite different from the relaxed and comfortable journey in the first half of the journey.

Spring or winter is the most suitable time to travel along Highway [-].The weather in spring is suitable and the visibility is high.In winter, you can walk through Big Sur's snow wonderland and experience a winter paradise that is rarely seen in Southern California.

But summer is different.

Highway [-] in summer will be shrouded in dense fog at any time.

Starting from Morro Bay, the terrain gradually rises, and when it reaches San Simeon, almost all of them are mountain roads close to the cliffs.

Driving through Julia-Pfeiffer-Burns State Park, down to Monterey, the cliffs can be hundreds of meters high.In the tightest places, even driving on the inside, there is a dangerous feeling that if the tires slip even a little bit, they will go off the road and free fall towards the sea.

The most terrible thing is that when Han Yi drove to this section, the thick fog happened to fall.

When the originally magnificent azure ocean was replaced by gray-white unknown fear, the hearts of everyone in the car could not help but hang in mid-air.

It is impossible to drive 40 miles on this kind of mountain road.In fact, according to the Garmin navigator's prompt, Han Yi descended a little bit, and Han Yi, who was advancing at a speed of 30 mph, was still covered in cold sweat.

He'd have to give it a thousand percent to keep the Grand Cherokee steady on the wet, winding road.

At the sharp right turn about a mile before the Soda Spring Trail, Han Yi just turned the steering wheel, and was surprised to find that there was a red Mustang heading towards him at an extremely fast speed, and half of the tires were pressed on his driveway .

Han Yi hurriedly leaned to the inside of the ridge to avoid it, and the emergency brake almost caused the Grand Cherokee to crash directly into the mountain.And the red wild horse slanted crookedly towards the guardrail, almost rushing down the cliff.

Neither car slowed down, nor did they dare to stop here.After a car meeting that was very close to the god of death, both parties had to bite the bullet and continue to meet the next danger.

"I..." Han Yi's hands clenched on the steering wheel lost all blood, and he wanted to swear, but considering that his family was still in the car, he finally turned into a low-pitched English swear, "fuck this shit... fuck!"

"It's okay, Yiyi."

Xu Yiru tried his best to keep his voice steady, put his hands on the back of the driver's seat, and softly comforted Han Yi, who was clearly unable to recover.

She originally wanted to cover his shoulders, but in the end she gave up because she was worried that it would affect driving safety.

"Take your time, we will help you to watch, don't worry."

"Yes, darling, don't worry, you can drive more slowly." Ling Lan and Tian Zongyun, who were drowsy at first, were frightened into full consciousness at this time.

"If there is a rest area, stop and replace me."

Zhao Youzhen glanced at Han Yi worriedly, and said.

"No, it's dangerous." Han Yi shook his head and refused, forcing out a smile, "I'm fine."

"I started driving when I was 15 years old." Zhao Youzhen continued to try to persuade Han Yi, "The mileage should be more than yours...Leave it to me, you take a rest, five or six hours, you are too tired."

"Well, okay, I'll change you when the next parking space is available."

Although he said so, the stubborn Han Yi passed one emergency parking spot after another, until he saw the parking lot in front of the Hawthorne Gallery, he stepped on the brakes, slid into the parking space, and exchanged with Zhao Youzhen in the passenger seat location.

"Thank you." Zhao Youzhen pursed his lips, looked at Han Yi, who was pale and still sweating, and couldn't hide the pain in his eyes, "Leave it to me."

"Drink some water, Yi Yi." Xiaoru, who can't drive, also wanted to contribute her own strength. She took out Fiji water from the bag, handed it to Han Yi, and took out a bottle of water from her handbag. A wet towel wiped Han Yi's forehead without hesitation.

"Sister Youzhen, come on, open your mouth."

Of course, she did not forget to take care of the second driver today.Regardless of whether the other party really opened his mouth or not, Xiaoru stuffed a mint candy into Yuzhen's mouth without any explanation.

"Refresh... Let's not rush to San Francisco today, shall we?"

Looking at the setting sun slanting to the west outside the window, and clicking on Google Map to browse carefully, Xu Yiru suggested.

"Monterey, or the nearby town of Carmel, stay for one night and leave tomorrow?"

"I agree."

Han Yi, who was about to collapse, took a sip of mineral water, recovered some vitality, nodded reluctantly, and said.

No matter how much Zhao Youzhen emphasized her driving skills, Han Yi was not at ease letting her drive at night.

"It's in Carmel... I'll come and see the hotel."

(End of this chapter)