C69 (2/2)

That's right?

How could he only be a runner?

”Really, I'm not interested in those honors.”

Du Lei started to pretend to be cool again: ”Our China only likes to be low-profile, in fact, we are very strong in sports. I know a few friends who are stronger than me.”

”What?!”

When Michaels heard Du Lei's words, he was even more shocked.

He was in disbelief.

”Friend, don't be surprised, our country has the largest population in the world, and the probability of producing a genius athlete is also the highest. It's just that a lot of people who could become world champions are either doing business or setting up stalls.”

Du Lei explained with a serious expression. There are so many people in our country.

Naturally, there were also various undiscovered characters in the competition, just like how many natural musicians might be moving bricks while many artists might be selling spicy hot bricks.

Most of the people in the country couldn't find the right job.

One by one, the pieces of gold were buried in the soil.

”So that's how it is.”

Michaels took in a deep breath and shook Du Lei's hand once more. His excited and worshipful expression made Du Lei feel great.

”Hmm, if you want to understand more about this ancient country, then you should stay here for a long time. Perhaps, you can learn more about things that you don't know.”

Du Lei made a pertinent suggestion.

”Yes, yes.” That Mr. Du, you don't recommend us to take a photo, do you? ”

To him, this was a very pleasant matter. Even 'you' were the first to arrive.

He had even used that word.

”No problem.”

Du Lei nodded, he naturally did not care and looked at his ”foreign friends”.

He was delighted, but he also felt that his face was glowing.

Thus, Michaels took out his BlackBerry from his waist pouch and started to take simple selfies of himself, shoulder to shoulder with Du Lei.

Both of them were about the same height, and both of them were very well-built. This photo could be used as the cover of a magazine even without the use of skinning, beautification or PS.

”Thank you so much. This is my business card.”

Just at this time, his phone rang, and he seemed to have something urgent, so he bid farewell to Du Lei and ran off.

Du Lei's status had risen greatly recently, so he naturally received many ”successful people”.

It was a business card. However, there seemed to be a huge difference between the business card in front of him and the one he had received in the past.

First of all, this nameplate seemed to be made of a very light, yet very solid material. Furthermore, there seemed to be gold inlaid on the borders.

It looked extremely lofty, with a few simple words written on it. Coincidentally, Du Lei recognized it.

Time magazine, editor, Michaels, call... ”What?”

This time, it was Du Lei's turn to speak English. He was very clear about what the Time magazine was about, it was one of the most authoritative and powerful magazines in the world, and the foreigner he met was actually the time editor of the Times magazine.