My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

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Afterwards, Frank returned to the tavern angrily, while the bartender sighed and wiped his glass.

"What will happen to them?"

Frank of course knew that the bartender had just watched the whole process and asked a tentative question.

The bartender shrugged helplessly: "What else? After sobering up tomorrow, I'll be waiting for court?"

"If you hurt something in the store, you will have to make compensation, and if you break something, you will have to make compensation."

"If they don't, they will be prosecuted for endangering public security. They will have to stay in a kiln for a few days. After they come out, they will be deported..."

Frank was also taken aback after hearing this: "Is it that serious?"

"It's all young people, who hasn't made a mistake yet?"

He said, after speaking, as if he felt a little embarrassed.

The bartender on the opposite side glanced at him strangely, and then said.

"Friend, if you want to live a good life here in the future, I advise you to adjust your mentality."

"The current Yanlong is not the previous Yanlong, and Bincheng is also different from other cities."

"In this city, people won't be polite to you because you have a white skin or some foreign nationality."

"In your home country, it is true that young people can make mistakes and can be forgiven, but that is in their own country."

"In my own country, my own people can get used to them. But this is Bencheng, and people won't get used to you."

"This is an elite city. It is not an exaggeration to say that the development model of this city is the development model of the future city."

"It's not a garbage station, so all kinds of garbage are collected! When you come, you must obey the rules, or you will get out."

The bartender said to Frank quite meaningfully while wiping the glass.

Frank was also silent after listening, he knew that here, they no longer have any privileges.

I can't enjoy the privileges of superiority like in other countries...

"I've been running a pub here for three years, and I've had a good time here because I follow the rules here and respect the people here."

"But some **** always think that they are privileged when they grow skin. I see many idiots like this every year."

"And their final end is naturally not particularly good."

"Some people were thrown into prison because of their mistakes, and some were sent back to China directly."

The bartender muttered, seemingly meaningless muttering, but in fact he was kindly reminding Frank.

At this time, Frank's son, who had been silent, came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yeah, Dad, sometimes some of your mentality needs to be adjusted!"

Although his son doesn't know what he does, he can more or less guess something.

It's just that his son never asked in detail, and seeing his son's attitude at this moment suddenly touched Frank a lot.

Indeed, his mentality needs to be adjusted!

This country and the people here can already be on an equal footing with them.

After drinking the last sip from the glass, the old man came out of the bar.

At this moment, the street outside seems to be more and more cold, but more and more people are wandering on the street.

It seems that many people are suddenly drilled out of the ground.

"These people hide in their rooms during the day and sleep, and come out to make fun at night, really..."

The son shook his head helplessly as he looked at the guys who took on those fancy clothes.

It was only now that Frank could see clearly that most of the guys he took on were weird guys with fancy clothes and hair dyed in different colors.

Some men wore vampire smoky makeup, and some had green hair. Anyway, there were all kinds of 'ghosts and monsters'.

I really saw his scalp tingling.

"What's the situation?"

As the two walked back, Frank couldn't help but ask his son.

The son shook his head: "It's not because Bencheng is developing better and better, artists from all over the world are here!"

"Today we see this, it's performance art. These guys come from all over the world, they like to rest during the day and come out at night to play."

"Fortunately, they don't like to sabotage everywhere like people in other places..."

The son shook his head as he spoke, apparently not too fond of these artists.

At this moment, Frank felt that he seemed to have traveled to the Big Apple City, the financial capital of Yalijia decades ago.

Back then, it was the golden age of the Big Apple.

As Yariga prospered, artists from all over the world flocked to the Big Apple.

Back then, the Big Apple was a real melting pot.

Not only the rapid economic development, but also various cultures and ideas are constantly colliding, generating countless sparks of thinking.

It is these open and diverse thinking that bring about brainstorming.

Only then did Yalijia bring decades of prosperity and prosperity in the future.

In particular, the appearance of Turtle Valley is inseparable from the artists who came from all over the world, as well as their descendants.

It is the appearance of these people that has greatly enhanced the limitations of people's thinking.

It seems that what they bring is only the exchange of art, but in fact, the appearance of these people is like an index of economic prosperity.

Wherever they prosper, they will appear.

And with the emergence of these people, they will bring a lot of new ways of thinking and problem-solving models.

Once the Yanlong people absorb all their good points, they will reach a new level in terms of scientific development and financial development.

It seems that it is really time to consider and convert the foyer.

Thinking of this, Frank couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The two of them walked slowly along the street. Fortunately, although the artists dressed in strange clothes, they were easy to get along with, and they were not aggressive.

The old man walked across the pedestrian street to the entrance of the underground garage of their community.

Swipe the card to enter the gate, UU read www. uukanshu.com turned a few corners and reached the elevator lobby, and took the elevator directly back upstairs.

They went back to their rooms to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Frank found that his son was long gone.

Left him breakfast and a note on the table.

It turned out that my son went to class and asked him to take care of himself.

Frank smiled and shook his head. Fortunately, he also has business to do today...

Glancing at the breakfast on the table, it was still a mix of Chinese and Western.

There were milk cereals, as well as steamed buns and pan-fried dumplings, all of Frank's favorite foods.

But the most important thing was in the kitchen. He found a coffee machine, and he also found the coffee powder of Juice King.

This made him overjoyed...