Chapter 499 (1/2)

At the end of the Wallis Annenberg performing arts center, it was late at night in the Pacific time zone of the United States. Couples who have just returned from the Hollywood open-air theater fill the streets of Los Angeles with happy laughter, while shaky drunks and heavily made-up prostitutes can always be seen in the dark corners.

This is a romantic and dirty time. It is the best time for lovers' trysts and drug dealers.

After leaving Beverly Hills, Hou Biao stared nervously at the road ahead and listened to the safety warning from his headphones.

A drunk rushed out and jumped on the front of the Cadillac driven by Hou Biao. Hou Biao did not brake, and his hands always firmly grasped the steering wheel. The front of the car slammed the drunk away. The body just shook slightly and drove on smoothly.

Two men in black rushed out of the night and dragged the drunk who was knocked down by a car into the shadow of the corner. These are the people sent by the Los Angeles gang. Without them, Hou Biao would never have been so easy along the way.

Mei was really tired. When he returned to the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, he soaked himself in the jacuzzi. The dense rose aroma reminded him of his pipe. He mistakenly estimated the comfort of the bathtub in the presidential suite and thought he would go out soon, so the pipe was placed on the table outside.

He heard a knock on the door. Mei Ziqing shouted outside the door, ”Professor, are you okay?”

”I'm fine!” said the professor lazily. ”I just miss my pipe!”

Before long, Mei Ziqing opened the bathroom door, came in with a pipe that had been refilled, put the match and pipe on the table beside the bathtub, and said with a smile:

”I thought you were asleep! You've never taken such a long bath!”

When Mei Tao saw the pipe, she cheered up, wiped her hands with a towel, put the pipe into her mouth and said:

”It's so lacking! It's never been so lacking. The minds of these rich people and politicians are more elusive than the position of Electronics!”

The professor struck a match, sent the flame into the mouth of his pipe and took a pleasant breath.

Mei Ziqing went behind the professor, squatted down, put her hands on his shoulders and kneaded them gently.

The professor snorted and took a long breath of white smoke: ”comfortable!” I don't know whether he was talking about comfortable smoking or comfortable pinching plum green.

Mei Ziqing said with a smile, ”teacher, get up and let me help you press it. It's really too tired!”

”Oh?” Mei duo suddenly remembered that this was her own student, not the invited masseur, and quickly waved her hand, ”forget it, forget it, you're tired, don't need it.”

”Teacher, do you think my technique is unprofessional?”

”No, your hands shouldn't be used for this.”

”But you are my teacher. It's a student's honor to work for the teacher. As long as the teacher is willing, students can do anything...”

Mei Tui suddenly rudely interrupted her: ”don't say, no matter who I am, your hand shouldn't do this! The hand of a scientist is precious, noble and irreplaceable! You should use it to hold the stars, move the atoms and disperse the dark clouds of the universe in front of us, not to massage a bad old man!”

Mei Ziqing had never seen a professor so rough and fierce. She was at a loss: ”Professor... I...”

Mei tried to wave: ”I may be really tired... You go out first.” he thought his shoulders were a little sour, so he added, ”if you want to give me a massage, find a professional person, oh, preferably a man. Also, you'd better know a little Chinese medicine, oh, you'd better pull out the cupping. I may smoke too much!”

Mei Ziqing asked, ”what's the relationship between smoking and cupping?”

Mei Zhuo said, ”the lungs control the fur. Pulling out the jar can clear the turbid Qi of the lungs... Oh, you don't need to understand this. The art industry has a specialty. Don't learn from me, an old man. You have to learn everything. If I specialize in one, maybe...”

He glanced at the ceiling, sighed and stopped talking.

Mei Ziqing left. Before long, Hou Biao came in and asked, ”Professor, did you call a doctor?”