In the end, Zhou Ming chose to get on the consulate car. The reason was very simple. Originally, Zhou Ming came here to plan to have people from the consulate pick him up, but he still had to believe in his country's consulate in a foreign country. Now even Consul General Cheng Jun has come here in person. Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to follow him. How could he say that if he had any trouble in the United States in the future, he would still need the help of the embassy and consulate.

Furthermore, from another perspective, I don’t know any of the other people who came to pick me up, and of course I won’t go even if I know you.

The consulate arranged a minibus for Zhou Ming, and Zhou Ming and other students in the finance class all had to take minibus to Brighton.

In the car, Cheng Jun gave Zhou Ming a thumbs up and said, "Comrade Zhou Ming is worthy of being an outstanding novel "```Young man at the forefront of the world, and is actually so popular in the United States."

Zhou Ming knew that Cheng Jun was talking about the fact that there were so many people coming to pick him up at the exit of the airport just now. Zhou Ming smiled helplessly: "Consul Cheng, don't make fun of me. I didn't even expect Consul Cheng to come in person. I would never think of this happening. Besides, I am not popular here. I think it's just causing trouble for me!"

When he said this, Zhou Ming paused and asked, "Not the process of consuls, have you heard of all the institutions that came to pick me up just now?"

Cheng Jun nodded: "I have basically heard of it. They are all very powerful organizations in the United States. Of course, some of them are not public and I don't know. However, judging from today's performance, I believe you will definitely know them in the future. It is precisely because of this that I would say that Comrade Zhou Ming, you are an amazing outstanding young man, and you are still at the forefront of the world. Otherwise, they would not extend an olive branch to you together."

"I just don't know whether it's true or not." Zhou Ming shook his head and said.

"I think this should not be fake, because if it weren't for the information from these organizations, I think most people would probably not know which flight you took. After all, Brighton is one of the busiest airports in the world, and it is impossible to be so accurate." Cheng Jun analyzed.

In fact, Zhou Ming himself thought about the things Cheng Jun analyzed, but today he suddenly encountered these organizations and sent people to pick him up. It made people feel a little weird.

Zhou Ming thought about this and suddenly asked: "Consul Cheng, since you came to pick the plane up in person, then you must know what I am in Northern Russia, right?"

Cheng Jun nodded first and said he knew, but he immediately reacted: "Are you worried that these organizations came to you because of that?"

"I can't think of any other reason other than that." Zhou Ming spread his hands and said.

Cheng Jun thought for a while and said, "It must be related to that matter. The news from the embassy said that your name had entered the White House and was placed on the desks of the two US presidents before and after Logan and Walsh. But I think they were just curious about you and would not want to be bad for you."

"Thanks to Consul Cheng and all the work of his comrades on the American diplomatic front, otherwise I would have thought I would be arrested if I got off the plane when I arrived in the United States." Zhou Ming said.

Cheng Jun said: "Actually, the work we have done is very limited. Zhou Ming, you can be here smoothly. There are other reasons why even these organizations dare not be unfavorable to you. It's just that this or these reasons are not convenient for me to tell you now, or I know very limited, but I believe that with Comrade Zhou Ming, you will definitely know in the future."

Cheng Jun's answer surprised Zhou Ming. He originally thought that the central government agreed to go to the United States because the central government reached an agreement with the US government, but now it doesn't sound like that. It seems that there are other things that he doesn't understand in the middle that he has happened.

It is not convenient to tell now? The subtext of this sentence is obviously that you have not reached that level yet?

This made Zhou Ming a little depressed, but it also made Zhou Ming understand that although he had been to Northern Russia, participated in the collapse of the Soviet Union, and instigated the American financial warfare expert Maita, and was received by Mr. Yang and Chairman Du Zhongyuan, his qualifications were still too weak after all. In simple terms, in the eyes of many people, he was just a narrow nouveau riche in a circle.

Cheng Jun looked at Zhou Ming's face and said to him: "Comrade Zhou Ming, you are already very amazing now. If I were at your age, I would never dare to think about many things, and it would be even more impossible for you to achieve what you have today..."

Zhou Ming shook his head and interrupted Cheng Jun's words. Zhou Ming knew that the reason why Cheng Jun said this was nothing more than fear that he would be unable to think about it and get stuck in the slightest way. However, it was true that if he had a little more extreme mind, he wouldn't be able to accept it. Why did he instigate Mr. Maita, holding such a large amount of funds in his hand, but he was still a joke nouveau riche?

However, Zhou Ming, who has been a human being for two lives, does not have so many boring ideas, because even Zhou Ming himself thinks that is indeed the case.

Isn’t there a saying? To become a rich man, many people only need to be smarter and willing to work hard for a lifetime, but to become a wealthy noble family, it takes several generations of efforts. In fact, this is what they say.

The so-called wealthy family is not only the accumulation of wealth, but more importantly the accumulation of connections in the circle. Otherwise, it will be like the current situation. Although it has been received by Mr. Yang and Chairman Du Zhongyuan, participated in the disintegration of the Soviet Union, met the president of Northern Russia and all the wealthy people, so what? This is just a case of it. It is not considered your own connections at all, or it is a coincidence that will make you meet.

In short, my current situation is that I have nothing but money. However, I have heard that some American wealthy families can manipulate the US president and some particularly powerful world wealthy families. The resources they have can even be comparable to those of the world's powers. So in the eyes of real world wealthy families, their own money can only be regarded as a joke.

Thinking of the end, Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "Consul Cheng, you don't need to say anything more. Actually, I understand some things, otherwise I wouldn't lead a team to the United States. What I plan to improve myself further, whether it is about finance and other knowledge, or expand my knowledge and horizons, otherwise I would stay in China and be my rich man. I think the money I earn now is enough for my family to spend several lifetimes."

Zhou Ming's words were very direct, but Cheng Jun's eyes lit up. He looked at Zhou Ming in surprise, and he didn't expect that Zhou Ming would have such insight.

Because as for ordinary young people, they are very arrogant, especially those who are successful in a young man like Zhou Ming, who is not only a little bit successful, but even surpass others' success for several lifetimes. They should be so cool that they can fly, but he is not. Instead, he is still very modest and calm, and can start from reality and see the reality he is in. This is amazing!

Cheng Jun thought that even if he had achieved his achievements now, he would probably be a little uncontrollable, but he could see that he could achieve this achievement was definitely not accidental or luck. He also thought that since Zhou Ming could have such insights at such a young age, what about his future?

Cheng Jun thought about this and then sighed: "Comrade Zhou Ming, no wonder the country protects you like this. Talents like you are definitely a precious treasure of the country!"

As the Chinese Consul General in New York, Cheng Jun is also knowledgeable and naturally will not mess with this issue. He immediately changed the topic and said: "First, let me introduce you to Comrade Zhou Ming. I know you have been on a plane of more than 30 hours, and there is a 13-hour time difference between Brighton and Harbor City, so I will arrange for you to go to the hotel to rest first, and then go to the school to report when you are in better spirits. I have communicated with the school about admission. You only need to go through some simple procedures at that time."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jun paused for a moment, and then introduced Zhou Ming to the young man sitting on the other side of the car: "This is Huang Yi, the chairman of the Brighton Chinese Students Association. He is usually responsible for some related affairs of all Chinese students in Brighton. He is also an international student at Harvard University. He is a relatively familiar with the things in Harvard University, so that you can familiarize yourself with this place as quickly as possible."

"You are the head teacher of the finance class, right? I am very happy to know you. I have heard of your deeds for a long time. Whether you are in Northern Russia or in China, I didn't expect you to be so young. I admire you very much!"

When Huang Yi heard Cheng Jun introduce him, he shook hands with Zhou Ming enthusiastically, and Zhou Ming also replied politely and was very happy to know him.

...

While Cheng Jun arranged a minibus toward downtown Brighton, another car drove to the suburbs of Brighton and finally stopped in front of a small cabin. The door opened and a tall black man got out of the car. If Zhou Ming was here, he would definitely recognize that this black man was the black man who met the Chinese when he got off the plane.

Compared to when he was at the airport, this black man was not that funny. He looked around vigilantly before walking straight to the cabin. When he arrived at the door, he did not rush to push the door. Instead, he knocked on the door rhythmically, and then pushed open the door and walked in after hearing the sound inside.

When I entered the cabin, I was a small restaurant with a dining table there, and a white man sat on a chair. However, the light in the cabin was not very good and I couldn't see clearly. However, the black man still recognized the person at a glance. He came to the table and said, "Hello Mr. Brent, I'm back. When I was at the airport, I got off the plane with Zhou Ming. When I left the airport, Consul General Cheng Jun from the Chinese Consulate personally greeted him."

"It's really him. It seems that Zhou Ming is really important to China." Brent murmured.

"But Mr. Brent, there is another thing I need to report to you." The black man said again, "It was when the exit was exported, except for the Chinese Consulate, and many other organizations came to welcome Zhou Ming. These are the names of all the organizations I recorded."

As the black man took out a note and put it on the table like a magic trick. Brent took the note and looked at it and said, "You're doing a good job, go out."

The black man left the cabin without any hesitation. After the black man left, Brent took out a lighter and burned the note.
Chapter completed!