Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 242 Entering the US Military Base

the next day.

When Qi Hui and the others got up, Lu Chuan had already gone to the film festival.

He alone isolated Qi Hui and the other three.

I have to say, that's pretty impressive.

The four chatted in the group for a while, then changed into casual clothes, trying to match the Korean style.

Qi Hui and Wu Jing put on hats to cover their buzz cuts.

Lu Yang and Guo Fan got Korean-style haircuts and then drove towards the US military base.

That place isn't far; on the contrary, it's in a relatively bustling area.

Compared to domestic military bases that avoid crowds and are built in remote, sparsely populated areas deep in the mountains, this is a far cry from the military bases in China.

The American base is truly comparable to a university.

Almost all economic activities in the surrounding area revolve around them.

It has everything: food, drink, gambling, gambling dens, restaurants, bars, and hotels.

The infrastructure, such as transportation infrastructure, is even better than that of Haeundae, the venue for the Busan International Film Festival.

Soon, Qi Hui and his group arrived at their destination.

After quickly tidying up his clothes, he got out of the car.

They walked confidently towards the line at the base entrance.

Neither Kuang Jie nor Yan Tao came.

They can't come; they're both employed.

If discovered, it will definitely cause diplomatic trouble.

About ten minutes later, Qi Hui and his three companions arrived.

Holding his phone, Qi Hui casually asked the American guard at the door in fluent Korean, "Um... may I take a picture?"

The American soldiers on guard were taken aback for a moment, then looked Qi Hui up and down.

Then, he looked back at Guo Fan, Wu Jing, and Lu Yang, frowned, called over a companion, and the two whispered a few words to each other.

This action left Qi Hui and the other three completely bewildered. Didn't everyone else check it first before putting it in?

How come things changed so suddenly when it came to us?
"Hey guys," the American soldier called out in English, "you're Chinese, right?"

"We need to check your documents."

"Wang Defa?" Qi Hui was somewhat shocked: "How did you know?"

To disguise themselves as South Koreans, they specially changed into Korean-style clothes and made thorough preparations.

But to my surprise, the American soldiers still figured it out.

Behind them, Wu Jing and the others were equally shocked.

Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, Lu Yang immediately stopped pretending, took out his phone, turned on the camera, and started recording.

Facing the camera, the American soldier didn't seem to mind, and even waved and greeted the camera.

“I can answer your question,” the American soldier said. “Guys, you guys look too arrogant.”

"Arrogant?" Qi Hui was puzzled. This word didn't seem appropriate to describe us.

We are humble, polite, and refined; we are a true land of etiquette.

“Yes, my buddies, you guys are too arrogant,” the American soldier continued. “The way you walk and the way you stand are too arrogant.”

"It's completely different from the cautiousness and prudence of South Koreans."

“Especially you.” The soldier pointed at Qi Hui and said, “You always look like you want to kill me at any moment.”

Qi Hui: “…”

"Hahaha..." Behind him, Wu Jing and his two companions burst into laughter, amused by the American soldier.

Amazing American sense of humor!

"So, can we go in for a visit?" Qi Hui's face darkened; he had no intention of killing this American soldier.

But now, his words... you know what, Qi Hui actually had that thought.

“Sure.” The soldier nodded, then said, “But you can only visit our logistics housing area with an escort.”

“You are different from them,” the soldier said, pointing to the South Koreans.

"Alright..." Qi Hui was somewhat speechless, but Wu Jing and the others behind him didn't object.

Since we're already here, we can't just go back like this, can we?
Immediately, the four men, accompanied by two U.S. soldiers, entered the base.

After turning a few corners, we arrived at a nice residential area.

Qi Hui and his companions looked around and found that their accommodations were even better than those of the South Koreans living outside.

Wide and flat.

Most South Korean residents live in mountainous areas, with houses built on hillsides that are small and rugged.

Downstairs, several fully armed American soldiers were on guard.

Rifles, pistols, bulletproof vests, ammunition pistols, sunglasses, helmets, communication equipment, and all kinds of other equipment are readily available.

If needed, these people can be brought to the battlefield and fighting can begin immediately.

However, these men couldn't really be called on guard duty; they were chatting and laughing, and even smoking cigarettes.

Qi Hui took a closer look and his expression changed slightly; the cigarettes they were smoking were not ordinary cigarettes.

The old-fashioned hand-rolled cigarettes, on the other hand, have tobacco that is not yellowish or burnt, but rather greenish and clump-like.

It was obvious they weren't smoking cigarettes, but sesame seeds. At that moment, Qi Hui completely abandoned the idea of ​​going over to ask them anything, and Wu Jing and the others were also restrained by Qi Hui.

Besides these soldiers, Humvees also occasionally drove by on patrol.

It even had their ancestral Browning heavy machine gun mounted on it, of course, unloaded, just an empty gun for show.

"No wonder it's a US military base," the group remarked.

Lu Yang took a few shots of footage and then stopped filming.

There wasn't anything I wanted to see, like a deployment map, so I didn't take any pictures.

Of course, Qi Hui's main point was that he definitely filmed those American soldiers smoking.

A few minutes later, bored, Qi Hui and his companions suggested leaving.

The soldiers quickly and efficiently sent Qi Hui and his companions away without any hesitation.

China's new aircraft carrier was recently launched, and although those lunatics at the Pentagon are spouting nonsense and saying it's not scary.

But those on the front lines who directly face China's aircraft carrier don't see it that way.

A flintlock pistol can kill people, so why can't an aircraft carrier?

Regardless of the situation, being polite and restrained will always be fine.

……

After leaving the base, Qi Hui and the other three stared at each other in bewilderment.

Having failed to achieve their expected goals, the group was somewhat disheartened.

"What's next?" Wu Jing asked.

"How about we go shopping?" Guo Fan suggested. "I'd like to buy my girlfriend some gifts."

"Great idea!" Wu Jing immediately agreed, as he also wanted to buy a gift for his girlfriend.

Lu Yang rolled his eyes. Am I the only one without a boyfriend?

Outrageous!

"Let's go then." Qi Hui laughed and said, "Let's go together. I'll accompany Lu Yang to film the video, and you two go buy gifts."

"My senior brother is still the best," Lu Yang sighed with emotion.

What you film in the video doesn't matter, just film it.

If all else fails, just film South Korea's high prices.

After finalizing the plan, the group drove to the mall and split into two groups upon arrival.

Wu Jing and Guo Fan went shopping at cosmetics stores and luxury goods stores.

Qi Hui and Lu Yang went to wander around the vegetable section and the fruit shop.

Soon, Lu Yang exclaimed in surprise, "Damn, the stuff here is really expensive!"

A small box of beef costs 25,000 Korean won, which is more than 100 yuan.

in the country, this amount would be enough to buy two or three kilograms of beef.

This box... Lu Yang picked it up and looked at it, and found that it only weighed 450 grams.

That is, eight or nine taels?

Just as Lu Yang was grimacing, Qi Hui pointed to the watermelon: "That thing is more expensive."

Lu Yang looked closely and discovered that an ordinary watermelon cost fifty to sixty thousand Korean won.

That works out to over three hundred yuan.

"Damn, if this happened in China, even the melon stall owner wouldn't be enough for Liu Huaqiang to mess with." Lu Yang grinned even more.

At this moment, Wu Jing and Guo Fan returned.

The two men had dark faces, and there was a hint of anger in their expressions.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yang asked, puzzled. "Did we run into the US military again?"

"No, they're South Korean shop assistants," Guo Fan said angrily. "Damn it, they look down on people!"

"After they found out we were Chinese, they looked down on us in every way!"

“Hmm.” Wu Jing’s face was also somewhat gloomy: “We went to several luxury stores, and those salespeople all had their noses in the top of their heads. I almost wanted to hit them.”

After thinking for a moment, Qi Hui asked, "How does this compare to the attitude towards people who speak Mandarin in Hong Kong?"

“Several times worse!” Wu Jing answered without hesitation.

"Tsk..." Qi Hui clicked his tongue, also somewhat annoyed.

He has experienced the lack of manners of those shopkeepers on Hong Kong Island.

“Okay.” Qi Hui’s eyes darted around. “Lu Yang, you and Brother Jing go for another stroll and take pictures of their arrogant behavior.”

"Old Guo, come with me, let's buy some things and then go shopping."

Qi Hui chuckled strangely, "I'd like to see how they can go from arrogant to obsequious."

"Uh... what should we buy?" Guo Fan and the others asked, puzzled.

Qi Hui raised his hand and pointed to several exquisitely arranged large watermelons on the merchandise counter.

"what?"

Upon seeing this, Guo Fan and his companion were immediately dumbfounded.

Carrying a watermelon while shopping... Dude, what are you doing?

(End of this chapter)