Chapter Twenty: The Next Stop is Tian Hou

  The United States of America has always been a beacon of freedom, democracy and equality throughout history.

  But in fact, in this world where wealth and poverty are polarized, being wealthy is a pressure, while being poor is utterly hopeless.

  Those endless luxury cars by the roadside, high-end brand franchises, famous watches, jewelry, diamonds, and all sorts of fashionable items seem to be proclaiming a truth: this is a world where material desires flow freely! This is the magnificent American Empire built on piles of money!

  Los Angeles streets, sunshine everywhere.

  A brand new suit, hair slicked back with pomade, a large pile of daily necessities, and High Brother Gao Bao following closely behind Yi Fei Yang's buttocks like a lackey.

  Yi Feiyang pulled out a new pack of famous brand cigarettes, flicked his finger, and a cigarette flew out. He opened his mouth to catch it, looking handsome and elegant, causing passing blonde beauties to glance over.

  The fatty saw and learned, trying hard to swing the big and small bags behind him, took out a cigarette case, popped it for half a day, and finally got one cigarette out. As soon as he opened his mouth, the cigarette fell to the ground.

  "Exam, I didn't think this move was so hard to learn!" The fatty muttered, and tried a few more times, but the cigarette fell to the ground. A vagrant followed behind him, picked up the cigarette and took a sniff at his nose, feeling refreshed.

  "Wait a minute, Ayang, let's buy a washing machine first!" At the entrance of an electrical store, Paozi stopped and strode inside with great fanfare.

  The white lady at the electrical store was very polite. Although the customer was Chinese, she was dressed up and looked wealthy, so this kind of customer should be well taken care of.

  "Beautiful lady, do you have any good washing machines here?" The fat man put on a nouveau riche expression, "Remember, introduce me to the most expensive one!" He was just short of puffing on a cigar like a big shot.

  "Hehe, sir, this is the latest German-made Siemens fully automatic washing machine, one-time cleaning, unmanned operation, and it's currently on sale at 20% off!"

  "How much?"

  "One thousand three hundred dollars!"

  Fatty fell down!

  Over 1,000 US dollars, that's almost 8,000 Hong Kong dollars, robbery?!

  "Isn't there another brand? This price is too low, it doesn't suit me!"

  "There's an even more expensive one, also made in Germany... and it costs a total of $2,000!"

  Fat boy's egg hurts.

  "Cough cough, are you still an American? Why do you always introduce me to German goods? Don't you Americans produce washing machines?"

  "There are some, like this one, which is made in the US, costs $300, and has a 10% discount, but it's already outdated, not fully automatic... "

  "This is the one!" Fatso generously pulled out 300 bucks, "Although I just got my green card, but I love America! Strongly support American goods!"

  White lady: "......?!!"

  ……

  When Yì Fēi Yáng and Pàng Zǐ had settled everything, they walked back to their residence on the spacious and bright asphalt road in Los Angeles. Along the way, Pàng Zǐ felt as if he was floating lightly.

  Having a green card is all I need!

  From now on, I'm one of them here!

  The fat man even has a feeling of rebirth.

  He loudly said he wanted to call Hong Kong to share the good news and send some money back. Yi Feiyang neither confirmed nor denied, for him, this tiny achievement was not worth boasting about.

  One day, I will make everyone look up to me like I look up to these tall buildings!

  Yi Feiyang returned to the old apartment building where he lived, and as soon as he reached the second floor staircase, he heard a beautiful melody. This music was the famous ballet "Swan Lake".

  This tune is very famous, even ordinary people are familiar with it. Yi Feiyang likes this dance music very much, and as soon as he hears this tune, three little swans will appear in his mind, jumping around.

  At this moment, the waltz floated gently from Mrs. Lawrence's room, and Yi Feiyang couldn't help but feel a little curious, so he leaned closer to the door, where there was a gap that allowed him to see inside very clearly.

  In a room that was not spacious, Mrs. Lawrence sat in her wheelchair knitting a sweater with a happy smile on her face, while in front of her a girl dressed in black leotards was tiptoeing and dancing lightly.

  From the back, the girl has a great figure, and her tight-fitting sportswear outlines her slender curves. She has a pair of long beautiful legs, a slim waist, a swan-like neck, and brown hair coiled on top of her head. When she dances, she looks like a noble princess, making people watch in a trance.

  Gradually, Yi Feiyang was attracted by the girl's beautiful and moving dance. She was like a fairy jumping up and down in the room, her toes as if stepping on flower petals, light, agile, full of unspeakable beauty.

  Ga ya ya, in order to see the girl's dance more clearly, Yi Feiyang pushed the door open a bit.

  "Oh, it's you, dear Ee, what are you doing standing at the door?" said Lawrence, who was knitting a sweater.

  "Oh, I'm here to deliver your rent," said Yi Feiyang casually as he walked in.

  The girl who was dancing in the room stopped when she saw someone come in.

  "I've told you, no need to rush." Mrs. Lawrence smiled and took the rent, then said to Yifeng: "Come on, dear Yi, let me introduce you, this is my granddaughter Annie."

  Yi Feiyang turned his head back, and a stunningly beautiful face appeared in front of him. A pair of sapphire-like eyes sparkled like rare gems, a sharp nose bridge, and rosy lips outlined an otherworldly beauty.

  "Hello, I am Yi Feiyang."

  "Hello, I'm Anne Hathaway."

  Two people shook hands lightly.

  Anne Hathaway?!!

  Looking at this exquisite and lively face, a shadow suddenly appeared in Yifei Yang's mind.

  Could it be her?!

  Anne Hathaway, a famous American Hollywood actress, known as the brightest classic beauty in Hollywood, Vivien Leigh. Her temperament is like the heroine of "Gone with the Wind", making everyone infatuated.

  In fact, Hathaway was unknown in Hollywood at first. In 2000, she auditioned for The Princess Diaries and accidentally fell off the chair, but was unexpectedly chosen by the director to play the lead role of Mia, which made her famous overnight. She then starred in Brokeback Mountain and Alice in Wonderland, among other films, receiving widespread critical acclaim. In 2013, she won five major awards for Best Supporting Actress for her portrayal of Fantine in Les Misérables, including the Academy Award, Golden Globe Award, Screen Actors Guild Award, Critics' Choice Movie Award, and BAFTA Award.

  If one had to make an analogy, then Anne Hathaway is like a beautiful princess who has stepped out of a classical oil painting, stunning at first sight.

  At this moment, Yi Fei's mind was racing quickly. He, who had always been extremely pragmatic, immediately began to plan how to incorporate this still unknown "next stop Tian Hou" into his future plans.

  At this time, sixteen or seventeen-year-old Anne Hathaway had no idea what Easy A's thoughts were, and thought he was like other men, stunned by her beauty.

  Annie-Hathaway was about to withdraw her hand, but Yi Feiyang burst out laughing and released her jade-like hand ahead of time, saying: "Nice to meet you, your ballet is very beautiful."

  Look at his carefree expression, where is there even a hint of being intimidated?!

  Annie hesitated for a moment and began to re-examine this Chinese man.

  Most men, when they saw themselves, were either attracted to their own appearance and stared at it without letting go, or they dodged and hid, sneaking a peek. But this Yi Feiyang's gaze was steady and clear, even making Hathaway doubt her own charm.

  "Thank you for your praise...... My grandmother told me that you helped her a lot."

  "That's because Mrs. Lawrence made a delicious fruit salad, you know, it tastes top-notch."

  Heather appreciated the man's sense of humor.

  "Oh right, I'm really curious, your name seems to be..."

  Before Yifei Yang could finish, Anne Hathaway laughed and said: "Like Shakespeare's wife? Ha ha, everyone who hears my name asks that."

  "I'm just curious."

  "It was my mother who gave me the name, she's a stage actress, and on the stage, she performed Shakespeare's plays most often, such as A Midsummer Night's Dream or Romeo and Juliet..."

  "So under your mother's influence, you must also like acting?"

  "No, on the contrary, I hate acting!"

  Anne Hathaway's response left Yi Fei Yang somewhat taken aback. He had originally thought that he would casually bring up his own future plans to make movies, hoping to collaborate with her, but now it seemed...

  Heather smiled politely, as if unwilling to discuss the subject further.

  "Sorry, Yi. I need to go take a bath first, let's talk later." Hester's expression turned very cold.

  Yi Feiyang didn't know where he had offended this young lady, nodded slightly and said, "Just right, I also need to go upstairs."

  "Easy, don't get angry," Mrs. Lawrence said with a smile. "My granddaughter is just like that. She hates it when people mention acting to her because her mother always wanted her to follow in her footsteps and perform on stage. Teenagers are all rebellious, aren't they? The more you try to make her do something, the more she'll hate it."

  Mrs. Lawrence's explanation made Yifei Yang feel somewhat relieved, but what he didn't understand was that someone who hated acting so much would end up becoming a Hollywood star in the future?!

  "Heh heh, Mrs. Lawrence, I understand. Alright, I'll head upstairs too." Yi Feiyang was about to turn around and leave.

  "Wait a minute, Yi, there's something else." Mrs. Lawrence turned her wheelchair around, picked up an envelope and handed it to Yi Feiyang, "This was delivered by the post office today, I took a sneak peek, it's from Maine, do you have friends over there?"

  "No, no friends." Mrs. Lawrence's curiosity was understandable, but Yifeng knew who had sent this letter, a belated one.

  Open the envelope, and on it is "Stephen King's Invitation"!