The next day, Zhou Quan left Detroit and came to Los Angeles with Catherine.
On this day, the finals began.
However, not a single bit of his energy was focused on the finals, which had nothing to do with him. All his energy was focused on Catherine, doing his best to water this bright flower that was blooming.
"Catherine, you can't delay any longer. The crew over there is urging you."
Three days later, agent George Fordliman couldn't bear it anymore and called Catherine.
"knew."
"Catherine, there are many big names chasing you in Hollywood. I have to say that you made a wrong decision. Iron Fist can't help you at all. You and he are not in the same industry."
"Shut up, George, do you want me to trade my body for resources? I'm warning you, if you say it again, I'll fire you."
"Okay, okay, just keep wasting your youth."
The two were together for a week, and under the repeated urging of her agent, Catherine finally boarded a plane to England.
"Zhou, you said you were going to England to see me."
"I'll be there."
The two kissed goodbye at the airport and broke up for the second time.
On June 8, Zhou Quan had a detailed physical examination at a private clinic in Los Angeles under the arrangement of Philip.
He got the results on the 9th and there were no major problems, but the doctor told him to pay attention to the wear and tear on his knee and ankle joints.
Because of his large tonnage, the wear and tear on his knee joints is greater than that of other point guards. If this continues, his knee joints are likely to suffer premature injuries.
But fortunately, his speed has never been very fast, and he doesn't do many quick changes of direction, so there is no problem with his ankle joint.
Also because the speed is not very fast, there is no excessive pressure on the knee joint when making a sudden jump shot. The main problem is the wear and tear of the knee joint.
This requires weight loss to reduce the wear and tear on the knee joints, which he is currently doing.
On the 10th, Zhou Quan made an appointment with his private strength training coach, Hughes Swelton, and his agent, Phillip, in the hotel cafe to formulate an offseason training plan.
Swelton's original working city is Los Angeles. After the regular season, he has been staying in Los Angeles to work as a trainer.
"Zhou, Karl Malone, Larry Johnson, and Oakley, their agents have officially met with me and hope to have a boxing match with you. If you agree, I will formally negotiate with them."
Phillip said this first, and Zhou Quan nodded and said: "Roger, there is no problem in fighting, but our kind of boxing match should be illegal, right?"
Phillip nodded and said: "Of course, we can't really have an illegal fight with them, so we have to find a legal platform.
But none of you have a boxing license, so we must solve this problem first and apply for a boxing license for you, or participate in a certain fighting competition. This needs to be finalized with them. "
"Okay, you can have formal talks with them." Zhou Quan nodded.
After saying this, he said to Swelton: "Hughes, I plan to return to China for a month to let my body have a rest period before training again. Hughes, what do you think?"
Swelton said with a bad smile: "Iron Fist, your body has just been tortured for a week. I think this kind of consumption is even greater than the consumption in the Eastern Conference Finals series. You need more time to allow your body to get the best results." Complete recovery.”
Zhou Quan laughed and said, "How long do you think it will take?"
"One and a half months, from now on, you can only start training at the end of July, and your body will recover by then. By early October, you will have at least two and a half months to train. If you don't play preseason games , then you’ll have three full months of training,” Swelton said.
"Does it take so long to recover?" Zhou Quan had some doubts.
"I'm referring to strength training that consumes the most. During this period, you can do endurance training and some shooting training. You can do these, but you must control the amount of training. It is better to train for half a day every day." Swale Dun said.
"Okay, let's start strength training from the end of July." Zhou Quan nodded.
He asked again: "Do you have any good suggestions for the friction problem of knee joints?"
Swelton said: “I will continue to strengthen your lower limbs. Stronger strength can reduce wear and pressure on joints, and strong muscle and tendon tissue can protect joints and better support your body.
I have adjusted your running posture before, which will also help reduce the wear and tear on your knee joints. You must stick to your new running posture. "
After seeing off Swelton, Zhou Quan asked Phillip to drive him to go shopping.
I haven’t been home for three years, so I definitely need to buy gifts for my parents, younger siblings, and my grandpa. Although he became a Taoist priest, he still needs gifts.
"Zhou, do you want me to book a flight for you?" Phillip asked.
"Of course, book me a flight to Guangzhou for tomorrow," he said.
"OK."
Phillip grabbed the hotel phone and started to book a flight.
After making inquiries, he said to Zhou Quan: "Zhou, the flight to Guangzhou is at night, not a direct flight. It takes 17 hours. It's also night when you arrive in Guangzhou. It's inconvenient. Why not fly to Xiangcheng? It's a direct flight tomorrow morning." Arrive at 10:30, 14 hours, and you can have lunch in Xiangcheng.”
"also."
Zhou Quan nodded.
Then the two drove away from the hotel and didn't come back until dark. There were already a lot of things piled up in Zhou Quan's room, including three suitcases. Including his own, there were four large suitcases.
That night, the Bulls lost the G4 game on the road. The two sides tied at 2-2. They both lost an away game and both won an away game.
The next day, on the morning of the 11th, Philip saw him off and Zhou Quan boarded a plane to Xiangcheng.
At around 1:00 noon on June 12, the plane arrived in Xiangcheng.
Zhou Quan holds a Chinese passport. After landing in Xiangcheng from abroad, he has a seven-day visa-free period and can stay here for seven days.
He planned to stay here for a day and buy some large household appliances, such as air conditioners and TV sets.
What I buy in Los Angeles are clothes, food, small appliances, computers, etc. It’s not convenient to bring big ones.
At about two o'clock, he pushed four suitcases and prepared to leave Kaitak Airport.
With a shout, suddenly a group of reporters and a large group of young men and women who looked like fans swarmed up and pounced on him.
"No way, I don't get this kind of treatment in Detroit, right?"
He was a little confused, but he soon knew that he had made a mistake, because the group of reporters ran past him.
Looking back, I saw a group of reporters surrounding a handsome young man wearing sunglasses.
"King Liu Tian..."
"Hua Zai..."
Zhou Quan scratched his head in embarrassment. It turned out to be Liu Furong. Hey, no, when did he change his name to Liu Tianwang? This name is so domineering!
He didn't know that starting from this year, the Xiangcheng entertainment circle had begun to introduce the concept of the Four Heavenly Kings, and the four most influential male stars became the Four Heavenly Kings.
After walking out of Kai Tak Airport, a waiting taxi drove over immediately.
Seeing that he had brought four suitcases, the middle-aged driver came down to help. Two suitcases filled the trunk of the taxi, and the remaining two were thrown into the back seat.
The driver looked at Zhou Quan while helping.
The suit and leather shoes this young man was wearing seemed to be from famous brands. He was wearing a Rolex and sunglasses. He looked like a star.
But with so much luggage and no workers around to take care of it, I don't think I have much wealth. I'm just a rich showbag. Maybe all the clothes I have on me are parallel imports.
After Zhou Quan got into the car, he took off his sunglasses and said to the driver in Mandarin: "Hello, sir, please go to a hotel, a better one."
"From Taiwan?"
The driver also changed to speak Mandarin, but it was not standard and had a strong Cantonese accent.
"From the mainland," he said with a smile.
"Mainland boy?"
The middle-aged driver immediately showed a superior expression.
He was now certain that the mainland boy's outfit, including the dazzling Rolex, must be fake, which immediately made him feel a strong sense of superiority.
No wonder he was asked to find a hotel at random, and he had no money to pay for it. Just go to the cheapest store.
Zhou Quan stayed in the United States for three years, especially the two years at UCLA, a school with a particularly large number of Asians. He met many people who had a sense of superiority.
Some of these people are from Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and India. Anyway, international students from anywhere have a strong sense of superiority in front of international students from mainland China like them.
Then after he became a sports star at UCLA, these people all became obedient in front of him.
"Sir, go to the Peninsula Hotel."
He didn't bother to pay attention to such people and just gave instructions.
"Half, Peninsula Hotel?"
The driver was startled. That was the best hotel in Xiangcheng. He had never been in it in his life.
When we arrived at the Baniao Hotel, there was a large Mercedes parked at the gate. The driver parked the car behind and said to Zhou Quan, "Sir, we're here. Including luggage, we'll charge you a total of 230 yuan."
"Change."
Zhou Quan took out his wallet, which contained a large stack of U.S. dollars, and threw one over, waiting for the driver to change.
The driver looked at Zhou Quan's pile of U.S. dollars. There were at least dozens of them. He quickly picked up the banknotes and looked at them. One hundred dollars. He looked at them carefully a few more times. It was real. His face twitched and he quickly took it out of his pocket. All change.
While sorting out his change, he glanced at Zhou Quan from time to time. This young man was mistaken. It turned out that some mainlanders were so rich. No wonder he wanted to stay at the Peninsula Hotel.
At this time, the Mercedes-Benz in front drove away, and the Chinese waiter at the door came over, bent down to look at Zhou Quan, and asked in English: "Sir, are you in need?"
"Help me take the suitcase out of the car, thank you." Zhou Quan said in English.
"Right away." The waiter said respectfully.
The middle-aged driver sorted out all the change on his body and found that there was still a shortfall of twenty yuan. He said to Zhou Quan awkwardly: "Young man, do you think the difference is twenty yuan?"
Zhou Quan took a large handful of small change and put it into his pocket without counting it, but shook his head and said, "No, as far as I know, there is no tipping rule in your industry, so I don't need to tip you."
The driver was stunned and said awkwardly: "What should we do?"
At this time, the waiter took down the four suitcases and waited respectfully aside.
Zhou Quan fumbled in several pockets, and with good luck, he found a few small bills in his butt pocket. He took a twenty-dollar bill and a ten-dollar bill and handed them to the driver, exchanging them for the hundred dollar bill. Daqian said: "Based on the fixed exchange rate of 7.8, this is 234 Hong Kong dollars, and the extra 4 dollars is considered a tip."
"Thanks!"
If you have any small bills, why don't you give them to me first? He complained in his heart, and the driver was a little angry. After Zhou Quan got out of the car, he stepped on the accelerator and left.
Next, Zhou Quan opened a single standard room, brought the waiter to the room, and gave the waiter a tip of 20 Hong Kong dollars.
"No, where did I get the Hong Kong dollars from me? Just now..."
After giving the tip, he realized that he should, it seemed, seemed to have taken advantage of the taxi driver.
"Sorry, if you come back to me, I will definitely pay you back."
After taking a shower, it was already three o'clock and after lunch time, he was going to the hotel cafe for a cup of coffee.
As soon as he entered the coffee shop, he saw several big stars in Xiangcheng, such as Principal Tan, Jet Li, Mei Yanfang, and Guan Zhilin.
Follow the waiter to the table, not far from Li Lianjie, only separated by a table. There are two people sitting at the middle table, bodyguards? Or plainclothes police?
Although he was wearing a suit, he felt that the two people must be bodyguards, because when he and the waiter approached, those two people, as well as several men on several tables around him, were observing him consciously or unconsciously.
He is most familiar with Jet Li. Jet Li settled in Los Angeles in 1988. He also went to Los Angeles to study abroad the next year, and even went to Jet Li's martial arts gym to learn martial arts.
But Lao Li definitely didn't know him, because he only learned it once and it was free. He would have to pay for learning it again, so he didn't go.
After sitting down, he nodded towards Li Lianjie, who was looking over, with a smile on his face. Li Lianjie did the same, but he didn't speak.
Li Lianjie looked away. He felt that he had seen this young man somewhere, but he didn't have a deep impression. He probably had never interacted with him before.
The waiter brought Zhou Quan the latte he asked for. He took out a cigar, waved it at the waiter, and asked, "Is that okay?"
"Sir, cigars are okay. I'll get you a cigar cutter." The waiter said hurriedly.
"Thanks!"
The waiter was very smart. Not only did he bring a cigar cutter, he also brought an alcohol lamp. He cut Zhou Quan's cigar and toasted it for him.
While Zhou Quan was leisurely drinking coffee and tasting cigars, the taxi driver who had just brought him to the hotel came to the hotel.
"He cheated me of a hundred dollars. I didn't lie. You asked me to go in and find him."
"Sir, you'd better leave immediately and don't disturb our distinguished guests, otherwise we will call the police and arrest you immediately."
The middle-aged driver was arguing at the door of the hotel, but several waiters blocked him out and did not listen to him at all. He was so angry that he wanted to hit the wall. Under the threat of the hotel, he finally had no choice but to leave angrily. This is not his place. A place to run wild.
"The rest is your tip."
Soon after, Zhou Quan finished his coffee and put down twenty dollars.
"Thank you, sir." The waiter smiled.
Zhou Quan left the hotel and got into a taxi.
He was not familiar with Hong Kong. It was his first time here and he asked the waiter at the hotel. He knew that this place belongs to the Kowloon Peninsula and there are some attractions nearby, such as Temple Street in Yau Ma Tei, Hung Hom Sports Center and so on. In fact, he is familiar with these, because Xiangcheng is so big, and these places are often mentioned in TV movies.
Temple Street is an open-air night market, and there is not much to see during the day. He asked the driver to drive to Causeway Bay, where he spent two hours shopping. He ate something on the street, bought some small things, such as milk powder, and packed two more bags. suitcase.
Causeway Bay's leader, Haonan, is a student of Luo Wen. He just joined a record company as a singer last year and has not acted in a movie yet. Causeway Bay is not as famous as it will be in the future, but Zhou Quan also knows this street, also through the movies of Xiangcheng television.
He also visited a few antique shops in Causeway Bay. He didn't understand this stuff, but he knew the word pick-up, and he knew that many cultural relics and antiques had been smuggled out of the country in recent years. Xiangcheng was a smuggling channel, so Want to try my luck.
"This, that, and those, come on, how much does it cost to pack?"
The boss had a headache. Are you the type to buy antiques? When I think this is a vegetable market, do I still need to take away food? I'm even talking about copper coins here.
In the end, he went to several stores and bought a lot of things, including bowls, plates, and a bronze Buddha. They were all packaged. He wouldn't buy them if they weren't packaged, and it cost him thousands of dollars.
When he returned to the hotel, he didn't plan to visit Temple Street in the evening, because the impression he had here was average and not very good. He might as well visit Chinatown in Los Angeles.
I walked around Causeway Bay for two hours in the afternoon. Every time he spoke Mandarin, most of the time he would attract the contempt of the people in Hong Kong.
To be honest, his outfit is worth more than 10,000 US dollars, and he is better dressed than most people in Xiangcheng. I don’t know where their sense of superiority comes from, just because he speaks Mandarin?
At five o'clock, he dialed a phone number given to him by Citibank. This was the contact number of an automobile import and export company in Shenzhen.
"Hey, I'm Guangtong Company..."
"Is this Mr. Zhang Renxuan? I am Zhou Quan. Not long ago, Citibank entrusted you to import an SUV from the United States..."
"Oh, is it Mr. Zhou Quan? Hello, hello, I am Zhang Renxuan, the general manager of Guangtong Automobile Import and Export Company."
The person on the other side was very enthusiastic and said that the car had been taken out from the customs. As long as he arrived in Shenzhen, he could get the car immediately.
On the morning of the 13th, he went to Causeway Bay again. This time he bought some large electrical appliances. He also hired a small truck that could go to the mainland. After checking out of the hotel, he loaded six suitcases into the small truck. , heading towards Luohu Port.
(End of chapter)
