Hearing Ye Chen's praise, the pride on Lang Hongjun's face was beyond words, but his attitude towards Ye Chen was a lot more friendly, and he said with a smile: "In our era, the requirements for foreign students sent by the government were indeed very high. There are only a few places in the school."

Ye Chen nodded and asked curiously: "By the way, what are you going to do in Mexico? Is it for business or for business?"

Lang Hongjun's expression froze for a moment, and then he said unnaturally: "I...I'm going to work..."

When it comes to work, Lang Hongjun's expression is obviously a little unnatural.

To be precise, he was originally proud of his status as a government-sponsored overseas student, but when he mentioned going to work in Mexico, he suddenly felt a little inferior.

Ye Chen was keenly aware of his changes. Combining with the fact that he had been changing jobs for many years, his income was getting lower and lower, and he was out of work for more than a year. It can be guessed that he went to Mexico this time because he was absolutely forced to The helpless choice of life.

So he sighed softly, and said, "Looking at you, brother, it must be a helpless move to go to work in Mexico. In fact, I am the same as you. I don't want to go to Mexico unless it is absolutely necessary."

Lang Hongjun asked him curiously, "What are you going to do in Mexico?"

Ye Chen said casually: "I don't know what I can do when I go there, but my visa in the United States is about to expire. I originally wanted to black out first, but recently the Immigration Bureau has been checking illegal immigrants. I was just repatriated back in time, so I thought about leaving the United States before the visa expired."

Lang Hongjun asked puzzledly: "If you can't get along in the United States, you can go back to China. Although the domestic environment is not as good as that of the United States, it is much better than Mexico."

Ye Chen said with some embarrassment: "To be honest, I came out because I couldn't stay in the country anymore. I owed a lot of money in the country before. Now I go back, maybe I have to be arrested."

When Lang Hongjun heard this, he smiled and said, "Are you borrowing money to run away?"

"Hey..." Ye Chen laughed twice, and said embarrassingly: "I borrowed a bit too much, coupled with poor management, the deficit is a bit big, and I can't pay it back, so I can only come out to avoid the limelight."

As he said that, Ye Chen asked curiously: "Brother, since you were a government-sponsored overseas student back then, you must be a high-end talent, right? Why do you still go to places like Mexico? Compared with the United States, every day is different. .�

Lang Hongjun said with a desolate expression: "No, I am getting older. In places like the United States, if you have not achieved financial freedom before the age of 35 to 40, there is a high probability that you will be eliminated by capitalists. Even if you have work experience So what if you are rich, the salary of young people is a quarter or even a fifth of yours, and they are brave enough to work hard. One person is not as good as you, but the sum of two people is better than you, right? Three cobblers Can stand up to Zhuge Liang."

As he said that, Lang Hongjun sighed again: "You who do IT like us will always have new technologies coming out. Old employees like us are not as good at learning new technologies as young people, so it is easy for us was eliminated."

Ye Chen nodded, and asked curiously: "Since my brother is in IT, I'm afraid he won't develop much if he goes to a place like Mexico? Could it be that he changed his industry?"

Lang Hongjun sighed, waved his hands and said, "Hey, forget it, it's nothing more than a meal, so don't mention it."

Ye Chen saw that he was unwilling to speak, so he didn't ask any more questions for a while. At this time, the flight had already started boarding, and the two of them passed through the gate one after the other and walked towards the cabin.

Lang Hongjun chose a seat by the window for himself, seat number 39a, he walked in front of Ye Chen, and when he arrived at the seat, he stopped, first stuffed the suitcase and shoulder bag into the luggage compartment, and then squeezed into his seat.

And Ye Chen held the boarding pass and pretended to compare the seat numbers, and couldn't help but mutter: "39b, where is this 39b..."

As he said that, he suddenly looked up at Lang Hongjun, pretending to be surprised and said, "Ouch, brother, fate! My seat is next to you!"

"Really?" Lang Hongjun was also obviously surprised.

Ben is a compatriot, and when they queued up to board the plane just now, they were one in front and one behind. Unexpectedly, after boarding the plane, the seats of the two were so close to each other.

That would be a bit of fate.

Therefore, Lang Hongjun rarely showed a sincere smile, and quickly said: "Oh, this is really destined! Come, come, sit down!"

Ye Chen nodded, and after putting the suitcase away, he sat next to Lang Hongjun, and said with a smile: "It seems that there are people chatting on this journey."

Lang Hongjun also let go of his original defense against Ye Chen, and asked him curiously: "By the way, brother, do you have any acquaintances over there when you go to Mexico this time?"

Ye Chen casually said with a smile: "There is an acquaintance of Mao, I just go and hang around to see if there is any suitable business that I can do, if there is one, I will do it, if there is no one, I can go back."

Lang Hongjun asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid that the creditor will find you when you go back?" JrNovels.com