Rewrite the Technological Landscape

Luo Gaoyuan took Meng Qian to the oldest Chinatown in the United States and the largest Chinatown in the west of the United States, San Francisco Chinatown, which is known as a cultural miracle. California is even making the Lunar New Year an official holiday for this reason.

There is a saying that if you find the archway, you will find Chinatown. The archway in San Francisco's Chinatown is called the Dragon Gate by many travel guides, because its crown is a pair of dragons playing with pearls. The horizontal plaque on the archway reads that the world is the public, the left is faith and peace, and the right is loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and love.

"In the past few years, there have been major renovations here, and many high-end apartments have appeared. Before 2000, this was not the case here." As soon as he entered Chinatown, Luo Gaoyuan began to explain to Meng Qian, "Recently, everyone is discussing that there was no Only those who are rich live in Chinatown, and maybe in the future they will only live in Chinatown when they are rich. In the building I live in, the rent has tripled in five years.”

"How could this be?" Meng Qian asked casually.

"Businessmen have seen the commercial value. In the early years, Chinatown was a place where we held a group of overseas Chinese in Mi, but in recent years, the development of the city and the development of China's influence have gradually turned Chinatown into a scenic spot. You see, this There are more and more white people on the road. They used to disdain to come to Chinatown. At that time, they thought it was a garbage dump and called Chinatown a stinky sewer in the United States."

"Then what do you think about this change?"

"Let's take a step and see." Luo Gaoyuan spread his hands pretending not to care, "Many overseas Chinese organizations are negotiating with local governments, and there will always be a plan."

"Brother Luo~" A girl on the side of the road greeted Luo Gaoyuan suddenly, and Luo Gaoyuan waved.

After walking forward for a while, several young people called out Brother Luo again. After walking for only two hundred meters, Meng Qian noticed that many people greeted Luo Gaoyuan warmly, and he was a little curious, "You are very close to everyone. familiar."

"I have lived here for 10 years." Luo Gaoyuan responded with a smile.

10 years is not a long time for Chinatown. This is obviously not a proper explanation, but Meng Qian is not too curious about this matter. Meng Qian's hand, "What's wrong Manman?"

Sun Manyu's big eyes were clear and bright, her little face was slightly flushed, and she said in a milky voice, "I'm hungry."

Meng Qian turned his head to look at Luo Gaoyuan, "Is there anything delicious? I want to eat something too."

Luo Gaoyuan thought for a while, "Does Mr. Meng eat wontons?"

"Can."

"Manman, shall we go to Grandma Li's house to eat wontons?"

"Okay!" Sun Manyu smiled happily.

Not far away, there is a Liji Wonton shop, the shop is not big, and it is afternoon, but the shop is full of people.

"Brother Luo!" Almost everyone in the store knew Luo Gaoyuan.

Luo Gaoyuan greeted them one by one, and then shouted, "Grandma, here are three wontons and a small one for Manman to eat."

Not far away, an old lady who was serving wontons nodded kindly. A few minutes later, the old lady brought the wontons over with her own hands, and Luo Gaoyuan hurriedly got up to take the wontons.

"Who is this young man?" the old woman asked while looking at Meng Qian who was wearing a mask.

"Mr. Sun's friend, the boss from China, Mr. Sun asked me to take the boss to Chinatown." Without Meng Qian's consent, Luo Gaoyuan naturally would not reveal his identity.

"Come from China?" The old man's eyes became more gentle, and he nodded at Meng Qian again and again, "That's good, that's good. By the way, Xiao Luo, did you find the address I gave you when you returned to China?"

"The address you gave me is now a tall building." Luo Gaoyuan said while eating wontons.

"What kind of tall buildings? What kind of tall buildings can we build in the countryside?"

"Grandma, you don't know that the country is changing a lot now, especially in the big cities where there are high-rise buildings. The address you gave me may have been a rural area in Shanghai before, but now there is no rural area in Shanghai. The city center is quite grand, almost like the United States."

"Brother Luo, what you said is true." A very handsome young man sat down beside Luo Gaoyuan politely, and did not forget to say hello to Meng Qian.

"Of course it's true. Don't you usually see domestic photos and videos on the Internet?"

"The American media said it was all fake."

"If you don't even believe in Jesus, you go to believe the bullshit American media. Mr. Sun said that China will become the world's second largest economy within ten years."

"You know how to brag every day." The young man turned his head to look at Meng Qian, "Isn't the boss from China, can you tell me what's going on in China now?"

Meng Qian, who was feeding wontons to Sun Manyu, was asked suddenly, and replied with a smile, "He's talking nonsense."

"Look!" The young man looked at Luo Gaoyuan proudly, and many people beside him also laughed.

Luo Gaoyuan looked aggrieved, "Mr. Meng, that's exactly what Mr. Sun told me."

"Mr. Sun sometimes misreads." Meng Qian raised his head after feeding the wontons in the spoon, "In at most five years, Huaxia will become the world's second largest economy."

Everyone was taken aback, and laughed again. Although the young man couldn't recognize Meng Qian, he could at least tell that he was a young man at a glance. He thought he was not a big boss, so he said bluntly, "I didn't expect this boss to be better than Brother Luo." What a joke."

"That's why I said you're worthless!" Luo Gaoyuan patted the young man on the back of the head hard, "Mr. Sun and Boss Meng said that, so it must be the case."

The young man smiled and did not argue, but asked Meng Qian, "Boss, what business do you do?"

"foreign trade."

"Is it a business between the United States and China?"

"That's right."

"The boss is still recruiting people. I'm a student of market operations, and I can work hard. I just want to find a job that can travel back and forth between the United States and China."

"Why do you want a job like this?"

"This kid just wants to spend money on the air ticket." Luo Gaoyuan pushed him away, "Don't disturb Mr. Sun's guests here, go aside."

"Do you want to go back to China to visit relatives after work?" Meng Qian stretched out his hand to signal the other party to come back.

"That's not true. I was born here since I was a child. I just want to visit China, but I really can't afford an air ticket." The young man spoke very straightforwardly, "But I will definitely do my job well, and I will definitely not delay things. .”

"May I have your name?"

"Zhou Ziming."

"What do you want to see in Huaxia?"

"Let's see if I can live in Huaxia." When Zhou Ziming said this, Meng Qian noticed that the expressions of many people around him changed. Kind of like that, but growing up in Chinatown made me know I was a Chinese.

But what should I say about Chinatown? To put it bluntly, many Chinese people in Chinatown will never get out of Chinatown in their lifetime.

It seems that we live in the United States, but in fact we only live in Chinatown. The United States outside Chinatown has nothing to do with us, so we want to go back to China. We don’t belong to the United States at all, but China is too strange to us, like I was born I haven’t been to Huaxia since the beginning, like my grandma, who has been here for 40 years. Everyone doesn’t know if they can adapt when they go back, especially those who have established themselves here, and they don’t know what it will be like to start over. It's like this, how many people stay in Chinatown, and a lifetime will pass.

My dad once said to me, some people leave, but their hearts stay behind, and some people stay, but their hearts have already left. For many Chinese people in Chinatown, this is not only for our bodies. The place where we live is the place where our soul lives. "

"Your father is very cultured."

"My dad is a writer." Zhou Ziming curled his lips and said, "After writing books all his life, he came to America to earn a living."

Meng Qian didn't know how to respond for a while, "The cultural gap between China and the United States is indeed very big, but everyone can survive in a foreign country, and I believe that they can survive when they return to China. More likely, it is the cost of starting all over again, so just Like your dad said, Chinatown is a big place."

"Hey, Chinatown has undergone major renovations in the past two years, and no one knows what will happen next." Zhou Ziming sighed.

"Chinatown will be fine." At this moment, a very energetic female voice came in. Meng Qian looked around and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties walking in heroically, "Grandma , a bowl of wontons."

"Fang Ju." The people in the store greeted the woman when they saw her, and it was obvious that everyone knew her and liked her very much.

"President Meng, this is Bureau Fang." Luo Gaoyuan introduced to Meng Qian, "She is our superhero in Chinatown in San Francisco, the chief of the San Francisco Police Department.

Director Fang, this is Mr. Meng, from China, a friend of Mr. Sun. "

Standing in front of Meng Qian at this time is Fang Yuwen, the chief of the San Francisco Police Department who took office in 2004. She is the first Chinese female police chief of a metropolitan city in the history of the United States. She grew up in San Francisco's Chinatown.

"From China?" Fang Yuwen couldn't help but look at Meng Qian more when shaking hands, "Come to San Francisco for business?"

"It's very possible. Director Fang will take care of you in the future." Meng Qian said with a smile.

The two didn't chat much, and after Sun Manyu finished eating the wontons, Meng Qian continued to go out with Luo Gaoyuan. For some reason, Meng Qian suddenly became more interested in Chinatown.