Chapter 430

"Why do you think so?" Jia Yapeng looked at the little fat man in front of him with a very complex expression.

"Because that's the truth, that's the status of our Chinese in the United States!" the little fat man looked at Jia Yapeng with a look you don't understand, and then said, "you're not the same person who grew up in the United States as me, right? So you won't understand how difficult it is for us to integrate into this society!"

"When I was a child, I thought everyone was the same, but at most the color of my skin was different. I made friends with everyone enthusiastically, but whether it was black or white, they were unwilling to pay attention to me. I tried to integrate into them. Like all whites, I signed up for a noble and elegant piano class."

"I used to listen to rap music tapes all day and learn rap from the most famous black singers, but when I played the piano better than anyone and the blacks who rap could say were speechless, I still couldn't integrate into them, and they even bullied them more fiercely."

"Later I understood that my skin is yellow. This is the original sin God gave us all. I need to bear it all my life!"

"But God said! All people are equal!" Jia Yapeng said.

"What God said is that all white people are equal, not black people, not us yellow people!" the little fat man looked at Jia Yapeng mockingly. "Look at those black people outside, shouting every day for racial equality and the elimination of all racial discrimination. But they turned around to discriminate against us yellow people and even more pitiful Mexicans."

"White discrimination is actually elegant. If they don't like you, they will stand aside and don't touch you, so you won't be much uncomfortable."

"But if blacks discriminate against you, they will laugh at you, abuse you, and finally even beat you up, put a knife against your nose and threaten to cut it off."

"These guys who shout about racial equality every day are also the guys with the deepest concept of racial discrimination. This is the situation of our Chinese in the United States!"

"In fact, these are all good. What is more tragic is our future as adults. It is difficult for us Chinese to enter the real top of society. Maybe one or two have entered, but no one sees that millions of Chinese still live at the bottom!"

"When people like us grow up, they can either be cooks and open a Chinese restaurant. Or they can be handmaids in Chinatown and do all kinds of hard work and chores. Or they can be intermediaries to bring in more Chinese people who want to dream of coming to the United States by studying abroad, working, or traveling, so as to make money from them, ha ha!"

"In fact, I can see my future. I may open a small restaurant to sell steamed stuffed buns in the future. The steamed stuffed buns I make are delicious. Old John can eat five steamed stuffed buns for a meal!" the little fat man said with a smile. He estimated that he was only 13 or 14 years old. He had seen so many things, which surprised boss Jia at the same time, American society can indeed force many Chinese to precocious.

"..." boss Jia stopped talking. In fact, boss Jia knew some truth, but when everything happened in front of him, he felt more and more devastated.

"Do you think there is any way to solve your current difficulties?" boss Jia hesitated and asked.

"Yes!" the little fat man actually has an answer.

"What way?" boss Jia asked curiously.

"Just like the Fusang people did in those days!" the little fat man smiled "The Fusang people blew up in Pearl Harbor, and almost bought the whole Times Square in New York a few years ago. At that time, half of the signboards in New York were in addition to English and Japanese. Since that time, Fusang people have been much better in the United States and have the same status as blacks!"

"So in the final analysis, do you still want the motherland to be strong and prosperous?" boss Jia muttered.

"Motherland? Which motherland are you talking about?" the little fat man was stunned, then shook his head and said, "the bay is too small and China is too poor to support us."

"No, China will be strong!" boss Jia stood up and looked around and found that all the blacks had gone. After taking the little fat man, he left the shop and went to a store selling game cards. At the same time, Harry Potter hurried over with people with a phone call.

"Buy all the Games in this store, one is the same!" Boss Jia said faintly. Then, in the little fat man's extremely surprised eyes, two or three staff members led by Harry Potter actually bought all the Games in the whole store, whether FC or GB, or other game consoles or computer games, fully packed two large cartons and put them in front of the little fat man.

By the way, there are brand-new FC game consoles, GB game consoles and even an apple computer. Boss Jia bought them directly and asked Harry Potter to find someone to send them directly to the little fat man's house.

"Big brother! Who the hell are you!" the little fat man was at a loss.

"You are lucky, you saved the life of a billionaire!" Jia Yapeng touched the little fat man's head, left some information about the little fat man, and then asked Harry Potter to take the little fat man home.

"First of all, hire me a team of bodyguards immediately, all of whom should be armed, and they should be the kind of heavy force!" after separating from the little fat man, boss Jia said————————————

"Hello, this is Jia Yapeng!" after returning to the hotel, Jia Yapeng dialed a phone.

"Listen, all the videos are remade. I want to modify one place!"

"Don't tell me it's too late. You can change it now. There's a plane flying to America at 2:00 this afternoon. You fly directly with this video. You should arrive in New York at 3:00 tomorrow afternoon, and then send your things directly to NBC TV!"

"By the way, other versions will also be changed. Fusang has been broadcast for two days, but from the next episode, all changes will be made, so it's settled!" boss Jia said decisively and indisputably.