After getting on the plane, Jin Zhixin's seat and Li Mubai's seat were coincidentally only separated by an aisle.

During the two-hour flight to the capital, the two of them had a very pleasant conversation and felt that they had met each other too late.

Li Mubai really wanted to know more about the commander-in-chief’s wife when she was young.

Uh...actually she is not young anymore.

In actual age, she should be a generation older than Li Mubai.

Only technology and maintenance make her look like she is in her twenties.

Li Mubai felt that she looked familiar at first because she had not yet undergone plastic surgery to her final form.

Through chatting, Li Mubai felt that she did not show any particularly outstanding side.

He is just good at empty talk and is dedicated to preaching to Li Mubai.

Li Mubai was speechless.

After Jesus died, he was reincarnated as a Korean!

Jin Zhixin also took out the Bible as evidence, and explained it to Li Mubai while flipping through it.

The Bible is still the same Bible, but it has been interpreted by her.

Jesus was reincarnated as a Korean.

There's nothing wrong with the bag.

It is inaccurate to say that Koreans stole our culture.

They steal from everyone in the world!

Out of politeness, Li Mubai just responded to her with a smile.

Fortunately, Emily was not here, otherwise she would definitely jump up and hit her nose while shouting heresy.

Li Mubai took out the cross that Jin Zhixin gave him and looked at it.

No matter how you look at it, Jesus on the cross looks like a Korean.

As they were about to land in Seoul, Jin Zhixin took out his cell phone and called Li Mubai.

“This is my personal number. If you come to Seoul, please contact me and I will take you to taste our delicious food.

Our kimchi, ramen, barbecue, and army hot pot are all world-famous delicacies.”

Li Mubai smiled and nodded and said:

"If I go to the capital, I will definitely bother Miss Jin."

Jin Zhixin covered his mouth and chuckled:

"Mu Baijun, don't be so polite. I'm a little older than you. You can just call me Sister Zhixin, or just call me Zhixin."

Li Mubai smiled and nodded and changed his words:

"Okay, Sister Zhixin."

After the plane stopped, Li Mubai stood up and walked Jin Zhixin to the cabin door.

Jin Zhixin said regretfully:

"It's a pity that the flight stops in Seoul for too short a time, otherwise I could take Mu Baijun to Myeongdong for a stroll."

Li Mubai also said with regret:

"What a shame. Next time I have time, I will definitely come to visit Sister Zhixin."

After the two waved goodbye, Li Mubai returned to the first class cabin.

Li Mubai already had a rough idea of ​​who she was.

Elites from all walks of life know some of them.

It's a bit like a high-level broker.

She can be used as a go-between in business dealings.

He also likes to promote religion and develop downlines.

If you really believe her lies and are recruited by her as your subordinate, you will be eaten until nothing is left.

After Jin Zhixin left, Li Mubai felt at peace.

After checking the BBS, there was no suitable response from international students.

Li Mubai posted another message on the Chinese community forum in New York.

If there is really no Cornell University, then just find a guide.

At noon, the flight attendant asked Li Mubai what he wanted to eat.

First class service is just different.

The stewardess squatted on the ground, trying not to look down at the passengers.

She always kept a smile on her face and spoke softly.

It is said that if first-class customers touch the stewardesses' buttocks, the stewardesses will not get angry but will just keep smiling. I don't know if it is true.

But Li Mubai had no interest in trying.

After lunch, Li Mubai felt bored and couldn't help thinking about meeting the rich woman.

Li Mubai simply opened his notebook and started typing.

I resumed updating for a while during the Chinese New Year, but I haven't updated for a while recently.

Take a nap when you are tired of coding.

After dinner, Li Mubai estimated that it should be morning at the rich woman's place.

Li Mubai sent a message to He Yijun.

【Haiyuan Daniel Wu: Good morning! 】

[A cloud: Good morning! {smile}]

[Haiyuan Daniel Wu: How is your English learning going recently? ]

[Yiduoyun: It’s OK, I can understand what you say, but my spoken English is still a little bit off. ]

[Haiyuan Daniel Wu: I have a friend who also wants to study in the United States. He wants to ask if it is tiring to attend classes at a university in the United States and if there are many courses. Can you send me your course schedule? ]

[Yiduoyun: {Picture} This is my class schedule this week, it should be similar to that in China. 】

【Haiyuan Daniel Wu: Thank you! 】

[A cloud: You’re welcome! ]

He Yijun put down his phone and looked out the car window with a smile on his face.

The sunlight shone through the car window onto He Yijun's pretty face, making her look bright and charming.

Qin Jianguo, who was driving, saw through the rearview mirror that He Yijun looked very happy and was very surprised.

"Miss, are you happy today?"

He Yijun sorted out his expression and said:

"Oh, nothing."

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