Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

The day before the general election, the newspapers were almost all news about the election, and TV has been broadcasting news about the election intensively.

Although it is the last day before the election, the two presidential candidates Bush and Gore are still going all out without stopping for a moment, because maybe voters in these places who worshipped the vote today will open their eyes tomorrow morning. Will you choose yourself?

Watching the hustle and bustle on TV and newspapers, and watching the police on the street, Britt Maling felt very tired. He thought of the man who was so energetic and talked about his charity idea, and also thought of the hotel's madness and fun. That very night.

Although knowing that under the current situation, whoever takes the initiative first is passive, she still called Feng Yiping, "I am concerned about the free rice website," she thought when she called.

However, as soon as the phone was connected, what she asked had nothing to do with the website, "Where are you now?"

"According to the plan, I should have returned to China, but I especially wanted to experience the most important event in the so-called universal democracy, so I stayed for a few more days. How about you, did not attend class?"

"Just finished lunch, what are you doing?"

Just after lunch, Feng Yiping looked at his watch. It was already past four o'clock. He immediately remembered that there is a three-hour time difference between California and Washington.

"I, in a cafe on Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood, waiting to see the stars,"

"Then which celebrities do you expect to see?" Ma Ling was chasing and kicking an empty mineral water bottle on the road while speaking.

"Nicole Kidman, Charlize Theron, Jessica Alba, Natalie Portman, Kate Beckinsale...," Feng Yiping said the names of many Hollywood actresses without a tie. Listening to the silence on the other end of the phone, he said slowly, "However, the one I want to see most now is Britt Maling."

"Cut," laughed over there, "I am not a star."

You will be dear.

"Besides, I don't like such a luxurious place in Hollywood,"

In the future you will still plunge headlong into this pro.

"I have been busy for so many days without stopping. Tomorrow I am planning to go to Disneyland in addition to investigating and observing the general election. It is a pity that I am here. I am unfamiliar and unacquainted. I don’t even have a friend. If you want to play, you can only be company with your own shadow. There is nowhere to be sad!"

He was a literal translation of the ancient poem, and Ma Ling immediately said, "Where do you have a lot of sadness? Besides. Why can't you find someone to tell, the one you brought with you?"

"Well, he was left in San Francisco by his girlfriend. I am really alone now," Feng Yiping continued to pretend to be pitiful, "I wonder if there will be warm and enthusiastic American people to accompany me?"

"Stop talking, I'm going to class," hung up the phone over there.

Feng Yiping smiled openly, for these American men and women who have no fixed partners. os is too common, what do you think about it!

I don’t know what the celebrities are doing, whether they are also busy discussing the vote tomorrow, or go to the election headquarters of the two candidates to support. Feng Yiping sat in the open-air cafe for more than forty minutes, but he didn't see one, let alone a big coffee, not even a familiar little one.

Alone, it is boring to eat seriously, when walking slowly along the road towards the hotel. I ate some unqualified things, such as hot dogs, burritos, sandwiches, donuts, ice cream, etc. The good ones were wiped out, and the loose ones were thrown away. When I returned to the hotel, my stomach was full.

The little girl at the front desk called out Feng Yiping’s name with a smile. Although the pronunciation is still weird, at least she can hear it clearly without too much effort. Moreover, her smile looks very sincere, which is very similar to what she saw in her hotel. There is a big difference in professional smiles. How do they do this?

Lying on the balcony surrounding the room, Feng Yiping was holding a glass of wine, looking at the bright night view of Beverly Hills, feeling a little bit boring. It would be nice if there was someone beside him.

Ma Ling sneaked back to the dormitory in the middle of class. While saying "I must be crazy", he stuffed clothes into his bag. When he went out, he sent a text message to his roommate, "I'm not here tonight, you call someone come on!"

Feng Yiping was lying on his back in bed and fell asleep. He heard the phone ring in a daze. He picked it up without looking, "Where do you live?" In the background sound over there, there were planes taking off and landing. The sound.

"Four Seasons Hotel," he replied like a whisper, and then suddenly came to his senses, and a fierce man sat up, "The Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills," he looked at the time, it was past zero, "I want to pick him up. You?"

"No, I'll take a taxi,"

"Then you pay attention to safety,"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yiping was completely drowsy, and went to the bathroom for a while. After coming out, he looked at the scenery outside the window and felt a little brighter.

Three minutes later, the door was knocked, opened the door, and Ma Ling, carrying a travel bag, flashed in. When he crashed into his arms, he did not forget to close the door with his feet.

When Feng Yiping finally had a chance to speak, he asked, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something first?"

"Eat you first," his most immediately blocked.

This girl is so fierce, but Feng Yiping is not afraid at all.

They moved from the bedroom to the bathroom, and then back to the bedroom from the bathroom. During this period, Ma Ling said the word beginning with "f" many times, and her voice seldom stopped, and the treble was bright and the bass was pure. Feng Yiping, a kindhearted person, is very worried about the guest in the next room, the quality of sleep tonight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the American sister paper also cares about her own feelings on this matter, and will clearly state her requirements. But these requirements made Feng Yiping's mood even higher.

For a long time, the battle was temporarily stopped. Feng Yiping looked at the mess of quilts and moved his shoulders, "Go wash it?"

But he didn't get an answer. At first glance, Ma Ling, flushed, pressed one of his arms and fell asleep.

It seems that this exercise really helps sleep better than sleeping pills.

At this time, on the TV that has not been turned off, the voting for the presidential election has begun, and it is now live broadcast in northern New Hampshire, a small village near the US-Canada border.

At midnight US Eastern Time, in Dixville Pass Village, the first village in the US general election, twelve registered voters got up from their beds and walked out of their homes. At the polling station not far from the village, they revealed their solemnity. One ticket.

Feng Yiping insisted on seeing the voting results of this village. In the end, among the 12 voters, Gore and Bush Jr. got 6 votes. To be continued. (www..)