Reborn in America, I'm serious about making money.

Zhang San and his group did not exit through the VIP channel. Since Zhang San went bankrupt, he has been taking commercial airliners.

"Hi girl, wanna travel together?"

A foreign youth with curly blond hair walked up from behind them with a swaggering gait.

"Is that you, Amy?" Zhang San was a little surprised. He had never encountered such a rogue in the Western world, but he had met one in Shanghai, and in such a ridiculous way.

"I don't know, I don't know him." Amy looked confused.

"GIRL, I'm Derek, nice to meet you." The curly-haired blond man walked straight to Amy without even glancing at the others around him.

Amy said coldly, "I don't know you. Please leave."

"Why? You're alone, and I'm alone. Isn't that perfect for a trip?"

Amy continued, "I don't know you. Please leave. If you don't leave, I'm calling the police."

"Oh, you're with this banana guy? Does he even deserve it?" The blond guy was getting a little too cocky. Zhang San felt incredibly unlucky. There were so many of these foreign trash coming to the mainland these days, and they even had such high self-esteem. Zhang San didn't know what to say.

Zhang San just stared at him coldly. Then, he suddenly changed the subject to himself. He smiled, didn't speak to the other man, but said to the bodyguard next to him in Mandarin, and then said to Amy, "Let's go."

Amy left expressionlessly, feeling utterly disdainful of the blond-haired man.

Seeing the group leave, the blond-haired man felt he had been treated unfairly, so he ran over and shouted at Zhang San and the others, "I'm America! You ignored me, you need to apologize."

Zhang San gave him a cold look without saying a word. His gaze was like that of someone looking at a dead man. Who isn't an American citizen? Why are you so timid in North America, but so arrogant and domineering on the mainland?

At this moment, the convoy that was there to pick up Zhang San arrived, and they all got into the car, leaving Huang Mao, who was in a daze, feeling that he had acted rashly this time.

He'd heard that across the ocean, it was a very backward place, and the people there were obsessed with foreign things. He'd said that once he got there, all the women were easy girls. But he felt that the blonde girl from before was more charming. Maybe it was a matter of taste... What a load of rubbish. He just didn't pay any attention to Zhang San next to him. He felt so arrogant as soon as he got here.

Just as he was getting ready to leave by car, his phone rang, which puzzled him. He was already there, and yet his phone was ringing.

"Hello, is this Mr. Derek? This is XXX Company. We have seen your resume. You are fully qualified for the job. Please come to…..."

"Oh, ma'am, could you postpone it for a few days? I just came out on a trip, and I thought your work there..."

"Of course, it's our fault. We're willing to wait a few days for you. When will you return...?"

……

Derek put away his phone, feeling like it was his lucky day; he started looking around, walking toward a target... Behind him, an ordinary Volkswagen was parked there, its eyes fixed on the blond-haired man. As he walked away, one of the men took out his phone and made a call.

"Boss..."

"Go with him; he's going back to North America in a few days."

……

Seeing him put down his phone, Amy asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Someone just reported to me," Zhang San said casually, as if nothing had happened.

Amy had a feeling that something might happen to that guy, but what did it have to do with him? That guy was so annoying and made her very uncomfortable.

The rest of the itinerary was very routine and boring...

On the other side, after repeatedly hitting a wall on the mainland, Derek felt it was pointless and set off back to North America. After exiting Los Angeles Airport, he planned to report to that company the next day. That company was quite good and offered a high salary. He planned to work there for a while and, like before, go there to slack off.

As he exited the airport, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman in front of him. This incredibly beautiful woman was swaying her hips as she walked and made a phone call, looking very relaxed. And this girl was blonde.

This reminded Derek of the woman he had met at the airport across the street, a woman who had excited him greatly. He reverted to his old ways and went up to flirt with the woman in front of him.

"Hi, girl, let's go have fun, I'll bring you happiness."

The woman in front of him turned around, looked Derek up and down, her thick lips curling upwards, and said, "Oh, do you have the explosive power of an electric motor?"

"certainly!"

As he spoke, he even struck a classic pose from Stephen Chow's "A Chinese Odyssey" to highlight his extraordinary talent. The woman, who had a figure resembling that of the "Cartoon Mountain Family," was ecstatic.

"Okay, Mr. Mada, I think we'll have a different kind of night."

Derek felt like everything was going too well for him, like he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life. Quickly realizing what was happening, he immediately went up and hugged the woman.

Not far away, in a car, the three people inside looked rather strange.

"What happened? Where did that woman come from?" The person in the driver's seat seemed a little dazed, then looked back at the woman in the back.

The other person sitting in the passenger seat said, "If there's any new development, let's follow them and see what happens. If anything changes, I can take action."

These three men did dirty work for rich people, and after seeing Derek and the woman with the exaggerated figure leave, they followed them...

A few days later, Zhang San received a document in his email. After reading it, he felt nauseous. In his position, he had heard many rumors, which were very uncomfortable. One of them was about buying and selling spare parts.

Originally, Zhang San just wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but now this guy has been sold off for parts. It just goes to show that karma is a wheel, and no one is spared.

After getting off the plane that day, Zhang San's men followed them and saw Derek and the woman leave. The two went to a bar. They were very dedicated; from evening until the next morning, they still didn't see the other come out.

"They won't leave from the back, will they?"

"Let's go take a look."

They drove around to the back and saw the nightclub; indeed, it had a back door. However, they didn't come away empty-handed; they discovered surveillance footage.

That made things easier. They discovered from the surveillance footage that the guy had been taken away, and that he had been taken away while unconscious.

To confirm whether they could still find the guy, Zhang San asked his company to keep calling, but they couldn't get in touch.