Five hundred and eighty-six, do not skimp on praise
After crossing mountains and fording streams from such a faraway place.
Gu Chen naturally went to receive them personally in the afternoon.
At Chuan City Airport.
A cargo plane slowly landed on the runway.
At the arrival gate, Gu Chen waited for a while.
Then he saw several blond foreigners walking over.
They looked very spirited and were wearing very proper suits.
The impression they gave was as if their faces constantly radiated the words "successful people".
As they walked along, they also attracted many curious stares.
"Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Gu?"
The leader was a woman.
Blond hair, blue eyes, with striking features.
Even though Gu Chen was basically face-blind to these foreigners,
he could still discern that the woman's appearance was above average.
Most importantly, the woman had just spoken to Gu Chen in Chinese.
Nowadays, there weren't as many foreigners learning Chinese as there would be ten years later.