Of course, Wang Jie didn't know that he was in a very dangerous situation. There was a man in a suit waiting for him outside the door, "Hello, I'll take you to visit the White House. Which office do you want to go to to see?"

Wang Jie said: "Just take a look."

He then began to wander around the White House. As a historical site, the walls and corridors of the White House were hung with paintings and artworks, or documents and maps of a major historical moment, including the foreign guest reception room on the ground floor, porcelain room, gold and silver room and library, the banquet hall on the first floor, the Red Hall, the Blue Hall, the Green Hall and the East Hall, which can be seen well. Of course, the only way for others to take photos is to take photos with their cameras. Wang Jie calculated when Clinton would drink lemonade, which is the "friendly" potion in lemonade, while resting his mind and watching and playing at will.

For Clinton, although he has completed his re-election work, the following careers may require more effort. In recent decades, due to the popularity of television, people can find that the more the leaders of a major country, such as the United States and ****, were still a handsome and handsome guy when they first took office. However, once they worked in one or two terms, they would basically be too old. The leaders of the five major gangsters of the United Nations are not that easy to do. They basically have to worry about a lot, and their subordinates still have their own thoughts and play tricks on you.

After a while, after dealing with the matter at hand, Clinton looked at the note book in his hand and found that he had just a little free time after waiting. He remembered the woman on duty outside his office, so he pressed the phone and said, "Monica, are you busy? I have time in the afternoon, I miss you..."

Just as I was about to say a few love words, I saw the door of my office being pushed open, and a figure flashed in, with dark curly hair, a school uniform, and a lively girl walked in and said, "Dad, are you busy?"

"Hey, Chelsea, my daughter, why are you back?" Clinton quickly put down the phone and said, "Aren't you going to prepare for the exam? Stanford is not so easy to get into the exam. You said confidently that you will definitely get the exam."

Chelsea, Clinton's daughter, walked up to Clinton and said, "I was asked by my classmates to come back. Didn't I say yesterday that star, Wang Jie, is going to come to the White House to award me a medal? They urged me to ask him for an autograph."

"Oh," said Clinton, "the award is over long ago, but he is going to take a walk in the White House attractions, so maybe I haven't left yet, I'll ask you..."

Clinton called and asked, naturally someone went to pursue him. Did Wang Jie end up visiting the White House, return to the hotel, or go to another place, chatting about the phone, Clinton looked at his daughter with a smile and said, "Chelsea, I haven't said you yet. You are not in school to prepare for the exam, why did you suddenly come back to chase stars?"

Chelsea said: "Dad, don't you know? Many people regard him as an idol. For people in the school, Wang Jie is really cool, so it is normal to ask for some signatures."

Clinton looked bad and said, "Chelsea, you never came to help your classmate, and asked for your father's signature." He felt very jealous. Why did his classmate who had no daughter ask him for an autograph?

Chelsea said: "Dad, have you ever met people of my age who can work hard, write good novels, complete medical works to cure diseases and save lives, and star in wonderful movies."

Clinton said: "That's true, that kid is really not simple, he..." Thinking that this kid can not only achieve the above achievements, but now he has extended his hands to the political field. He even said that his wife can run for president, which is really amazing.

However, Clinton certainly couldn't let Wang Jie have the upper hand just like this, and he said: "When he focused on these things, it would be difficult for his studies to make progress. After all, the United States still has to rely on knowledge to speak. Well, in the future competition, it is definitely not as good as you famous students who study hard. My daughter, I will go to Stanford in the new semester."

"How could that happen," Chelsea said, "By the way, dad, let Monica bring a glass of water. I'm in a hurry to come back, and I haven't had any water yet."

Clinton pointed to the lemonade and said, "Drink this, I've just been busy with work, I haven't touched it."

After hearing this, Chelsea picked up the glass of lemonade, took a sip and said, "By the way, where did you just talk about it, by the way, Wang Jie's academic performance is also very good. There seems to be reports in the newspaper that even when he is busy saving the world, his test scores are still excellent, and his sat and ap exams are also among the best. Basically, if everything goes well, he can also choose a university to register next year, and he will graduate early."

Clinton did not comment. His initial judgment on Wang Jie was that he had a young man who was good at Chinese kung fu and some ancient medical skills. The reason why he arranged time to award him a medal today was entirely because this kid gave his wife $500,000 without saying a request. The couple was just curious. For him, Clinton didn't care much. As an immigrant country, the United States has absorbed and attracted outstanding talents from all over the world. What Wang Jie showed is really not too surprising.

"Oh? Then he is really an excellent talent." Clinton murmured.

Chelsea sipped lemonade, and suddenly his eyes began to be blurred and dissipated, and finally became brighter. He put down the water cup and said, "Dad, I'll go see him now and take him around the White House. You can do it first."

"No need, just let him come to have dinner at night." Seeing that his excited daughter could not be kept, Clinton suddenly felt a strange and panic in his heart. This emotion made him feel very uncomfortable. He felt that he had to take away the hard work of many years. He looked at the back of his daughter who had left, and seemed to subconsciously feel that he had to call her back immediately.

The second purpose of Wang Jie coming to Washington was actually to find out if there are some legendary superhumans or superpowered warriors here. For this reason, he also specially found a group of doctors in New York to help him conduct a private physical examination. In his opinion, if there are really all kinds of werewolf or extraordinary existences in this country, then the White House is one of the most likely places to hide.

He put on his glasses and started to search in various offices bit by bit. There were many windows in the corridors of the White House, and wearing a pair of light-colored sunglasses was not a very noticeable thing. However, he turned left and right in the White House, from the gorgeous decorations of the diplomatic reception hall, the precious books in the library, the World War II commemoration in the map room, to the Chinese porcelain in the gold and silver display room, he saw a lot of cultural relics, but in this office, people coming and going could not see anything like Robert or Fabiola, but they were ordinary people.

In other words, even next to the US president, ordinary people are protecting them.

Wang Jie secretly judged this and had been wandering around in the White House for a long time. The staff here were also very curious about the sudden arrival of an Asian boy to stroll around, but they didn't say much. People who could work here knew the most about working more and talking less. Therefore, at most they were to take a look and then continue to work. The clerk recruited by Clinton took Wang Jie around, and took the camera that Wang Jie brought to help him take a lot of photos. He was also walking around. Wang Jie said: "Thank you, then I think I'll just get here."

When he was about to leave the White House, he suddenly heard a brisk sound of footsteps from behind. The person who came was very light and wearing a pair of short-heeled leather shoes, he came a few meters behind him and said, "Hi, hello, are you Wang Jie?"

Wang Jie hurriedly turned around. It must be not easy for those who can appear here, and they all have to be careful. The person who came was a white girl with dark curly hair and a pretty face. Because of the temperature of running and early spring before, the two blush on her face were looking at Wang Jie up and down, her eyes and expressions were all happy and smiling.

I don’t know what I thought of, but Wang Jie suddenly hesitated, but after just a while, he calmed down and replied: “Hello, I am…”

As if thinking about the past year and the passing of time, he forced a smile, "...Wang Jie, hello, Chelsea."

Chelsea said, "You know me." As he spoke, a surprise burst out in his eyes. When Wang Jie saw it, he said embarrassedly: "Of course, who doesn't know you, I often see you in newspapers."

Chelsea didn't know how to speak, he hesitated for a while, and said, "I just heard that you came to the White House, so I came to find you. In this way, how about I help me sign my classmates for my autographs."

"Okay," Wang Jie didn't know what he was thinking, but he was still very comfortable in his actions. As a result, Chelsea's signature book was filled with sofas that could sit and talk about things in the corridor of the White House. After finding a place, he started signing. Chelsea was on the side and said to the "tour guide": "After the signing is over, I'll send him out. I want to chat with Wang Jie."

Wang Jie raised his head, and the feeling of being a little weird, bitter, laughing and crying, dangerous, and guilt just now surged up again. He looked at the girl in front of him, and looked generous and decent. He leaned his chin with his hands and got close to him, showing his figure under the school uniform perfectly. With a ulterior motive, Wang Jie had signed the letters and handed them back to Chelsea, and said, "It's all here."

Chelsea took it with a smile, then looked at Wang Jie, seemingly not knowing what to say, and suddenly said: "Wang Jie, where are you going next? Are you going to go back to Los Angeles to film?"

"There is indeed a job below, I'm from London. Well, if I have these days, I want to do a trip in Washington, take photos, see what the Congress is doing, and how many days I will stay."

Chelsea was sad and said, "You are so free, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Jie shook his head. Who knows that he can't help himself, but the most important thing now is that Chelsea suddenly came to find him. And when he looked at her, there seemed something wrong, but he didn't think about it, and said, "No one has absolute freedom, it's actually aimless. For example, here, I feel uncomfortable all the time, for fear that I will go to an office that I shouldn't have entered, causing huge misunderstandings. I think I am a spy and sent a large number of agents to deal with me. By the way, Chelsea, is there an agency like S.H.I.E.L.D., which is a store of a lot of superpowers." Half a joke and half a temptation, Wang Jie asked.

How could Chelsea understand Wang Jie's hardships? Looking at Wang Jie and said, "There is nothing, as far as I know for several years, they are all ordinary people."

Wang Jie sighed and said, "Yes, you have lived in the White House for five years."

Chelsea suddenly felt embarrassed. She felt that Wang Jie's immigrant children from abroad rely entirely on their personal abilities to work hard. Compared to her father's daily mediocre behavior, she has always been difficult for her to make close friends because of her identity as the president's daughter. She is a general friend with everyone, without any privacy or normal activities, and has never been able to go shopping or play like her classmates. So she lowered her head and said, "This is nothing, it just looks good here, but it is actually very ordinary."

Of course, Wang Jie agreed very much. Before leaving ****, he traveled in the imperial capital for a while and also visited the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace and other places in the imperial capital. Those so-called emperors and other places were not as comfortable as him. Of course, this is basically incomparable, but Wang Jie could easily understand the truth: for a term of four years, he may not have the chance to be a second term after four years. Even if one is not careful, he will be re-elected. How can the presidents in seventies and eighties have the time to pursue this kind of enjoyment? And if you do this kind of thing, you will be criticized by political enemies. In the end, the politician who criticizes you will enter the White House after becoming president and enjoy the White House you have spent the boss’s efforts to decorate. Why bother? Why bother?

If the official does not build a yamen, it is a very realistic subject in both the East and the West. However, Wang Jie didn't want to talk too much about this topic, but began to comfort him: "Talk about it, Chelsea, your school uniform looks very good. Do you still have to go to school today?"

"Yes," said Chelsea. "There was no class in the afternoon. I originally planned to go to the library to complete a few small papers. You know, this kind of homework usually takes a long time, so my classmates asked me to come and ask me to sign it, and promised me to help me complete the papers separately. I was very happy."

"Wow," Wang Jie smiled, "Are you not afraid of being reported by the president's daughter cheating like this?" Seeing that Chelsea's face changed color, Wang Jie quickly comforted her, "But those papers are indeed very stupid, and it's no different whether they are written or not."

Of course, he had a little understanding of the situation of the school where Chelsea attended. Sidwell Friendship School, located in Washington, is a long-standing school from kindergarten to 12th grade school age. One of the places where Wang Jie initially considered to transfer his cousin was to come here to go to school. Later, because the place was too far from Los Angeles, he chose a private school in Los Angeles. But this school is indeed good. The tuition fee of 30,000 yuan per year is scary enough. The small class teaching is used here, with no more than 15 students in each class. And as he knows, most public schools in the United States are very pitiful. For example, the school where Wang Jie went to himself, the teachers actually didn't care whether the students learned it. As long as you hand in the homework according to regulations, carefully name it, and pass the exam, just stare at you with your heart and soul as the teachers of ****.
Chapter completed!