It takes about 14 to 15 hours to fly direct from Kyoto International Airport to New York Kennedy Airport.

Fortunately, Chen Ze ordered a first-class cabin, and no one spoke, the surroundings were quiet, so he leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

To be honest, Chen Ze read the protagonists in those novels who took a plane and did not move, which was the passenger who met a romantic encounter, and the flight attendant favored him, otherwise he would have met a female star by chance.

But he often traveled around the world a few years ago, and he almost never encountered this situation.

I have seen those so-called little flower female celebrities several times, but in Chen Ze's opinion, even if they put on makeup, they may not be as good as those of their own luoli without makeup, and they are not even as good-looking as some of the flight attendants on the plane.

I don’t know what the fans are crazy about these female stars because of their crazy obsession. Chen Ze was a little puzzled.

"Is it because of talent? But... but I don't seem to have any talent."

Chen Ze did not think about this question much, closed his eyes and focused for a moment, and then followed the wizard's practice and fell into a state of meditation.

The voyage of more than ten hours is neither long nor short. When the plane approached New York, Chen Ze left the meditation state and opened his eyes.

I looked out the window and found that it was almost evening in New York.

Kyoto and New York are thirteen hours apart. The evening in New York is probably the same as the late night in Kyoto.

…………

More than twenty minutes later, Chen Ze got off the plane and walked out of the airport. As soon as he went out, he saw a man holding a card with his name written on it.

Chen Ze was a little confused. He remembered that he didn't seem to have asked anyone to pick him up, but after he hesitated for a while, he still walked over.

"Hello..." Chen Ze patted the man on the shoulder and said hello.

"What are you doing, who are you?" a young white man who looked in his twenties turned around and asked in English.

"My name is Chen Ze. The sign you raised is my name." Chen Ze explained, pointing to the sign.

"What?"

The white man screamed, then slowly said in broken Chinese: "I know a Chen Ze, but this person is not you. You seem..."

"Hey, waffle..."

Before the white man could finish speaking, a Chinese boy suddenly shouted and rushed over, hugging him.

"Chen Ze, welcome back to New York..."

"haven't seen you for a long time……"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Chen Ze stroked his forehead in great embarrassment and quietly left the place.

…………

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Chen Ze didn't think too much, so he took a taxi and found a hotel near the airport to stay.

After taking a shower in the room, Chen Ze thought about it, but found the business card that Fang Jianye gave her before, and called Yang Yi.

"Hello, who can I ask?" The phone dialed and a middle-aged man's voice came.

"Hello, Uncle Yang, I am Chen Ze."

"Chen Ze?"

The fluent English on the phone was changed to Chinese, "Are you Chen Zixin's son?"

"Yes, yes." Chen Ze replied.

"Lao Fang mentioned you to me a few days ago. By the way, have you arrived in New York now?" Yang Yi asked on the other end of the phone.

"Just arrived an hour ago, now in a hotel next to Kennedy Airport."

"oh……"

Yang Yi responded and said after a while: "You should have called me when you got off the plane. I just got off work at that time and could definitely pick you up. You...why do you take a taxi to my house now?"

"No need Uncle Yang, this hotel is OK, and my room has been opened."

"Oh well."

Yang Yi did not force it and said, "I heard from Lao Fang that you came to America to buy a farm and pasture to settle here for a long time?"

"Yes."

"In this case, since you have already opened a room, then come and find me after checking out tomorrow morning. I'm at home before 8:30 in the morning. If I go to the office... Forget it, you can go to the office to find me tomorrow morning. I'll report the address to you now, and you can record it..."

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I remember it." Chen Ze said.

Chen Ze did not go to get the paper and pen. It was easy to record an address based on his memory. After listening to Yang Yi’s report twice, he said that he had already recorded it.

Then the two chatted casually for a few more words and hung up the phone.

…………

He practiced overnight meditation instead of sleep. The next day, Chen Ze checked out and took a taxi.

When it was nearly nine o'clock, I happened to come to Yang Yi's law firm. His law firm is located in Brooklyn, New York. It is a five-story building that looks a bit old.

After pushing open the door and asking the front desk, Chen Ze went straight into Yang Yi's office.

Yang Yi is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is neither fat nor thin. His formal suit and meticulous back make him look a little serious.

"Uncle Yang, hello, I'm Chen Ze. I called you last night."

"I know."

Yang Yi smiled, pointed his hand at the chair opposite and said, "Sit down."

"I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, Brother Chen's son has grown so old. My daughter hasn't even been ten years old." Seeing Chen Ze pulling her chair under the seat, Yang Yi looked at Chen Ze up and down and sighed.

"Uncle Yang, did you see me when I was a child?" Chen Ze asked.

"Yeah, I've seen it..."

Yang Yi nodded and responded softly, saying, "But Brother Chen and Lao Fang had just started their business at that time. You are still young, so you shouldn't remember anything. It's normal not to remember me."

"Oh, that's right." Chen Ze murmured.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now."

Yang Yi suddenly waved his hand and said, "Chen Ze, I heard Lao Fang say a few days ago that you are going to America to buy a farm or ranch to settle down?"

"yes."

Chen Ze nodded and said, "But my budget is not too much, only about 15 million."

"This budget is enough. The farms and ranches in the United States are much cheaper than those in China. Some small places are not worth much money at all. And after buying them, the land rights belong to you."

After a pause, Yang Yi continued: "Many domestic rich people come to America to buy farms. I have also helped those people deal with a few of these things over the years, so it's not too troublesome."

"Chen Ze, I think you have almost prepared the information before you come. You should understand in your heart that you can just find a slightly better lawyer and agent in this kind of business and it will be done in a short while, but..."

"Since you found me, I will definitely do my best to help you, and there is also the friendship between Brother Chen back then."

"I know, I asked just now. Uncle Yang, your law firm is very famous and powerful in Brooklyn."

Chen Ze flattered and said, "I came to Uncle Yang for convenience and reassurance. In terms of specific charges, Uncle Yang, you should follow the normal price. After all, public is public, private is private."

"Oh well……"

Yang Yi did not shirk anything like he did in China, and nodded and said, "I will contact some agents right now in the past few days to help you do it as soon as possible."

"Well, Uncle Yang, I'll leave first..."

"Wait, Chen Ze, where are you going?"

Seeing Chen Ze get up, Yang Yi quickly called him and said, "You are not familiar with New York. Go back with me at noon and stay at my house for a while."

"Uncle Yang, no need..."

Chen Ze waved his hand and smiled, "I have been to New York several times during the past few years and have met a few friends here. Besides, it's not very convenient for me to live in your house."

Chen Ze knew that although he and Yang Yi had a relationship with his dead father, the relationship was not yet familiar with Fang Jianye. It was reasonable to ask him to help him. It would be a bit too much if he really lived in his house for ten days and half a month.

"What's inconvenient about this..."

"It's really no need, Uncle Yang." Chen Ze refused again before he could finish speaking.

"Oh, that's OK."

Yang Yi shook his head helplessly and said, "But you have to come to your house for a meal tonight. You can't come to New York and I won't even have a treat."

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I'll go find you later." Chen Ze nodded, and after saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"I'll send you the address later, remember to come here tonight."

"OK."
Chapter completed!