An old but brand-new, ill-fitting, tight suit, a slightly disheveled head of hair, a red nose, and big yellow teeth stained with tobacco.
This kind of person had always been far from Temir's world.
"Mr. Hanks, you are the guest I was most looking forward to today because I hadn't contacted you before. I went to your shop yesterday, but you weren't there.
I could only send you a message on social media, so I was worried you might not come."
People encounter many individuals and events in their lives, but some are particularly different.
To Cheng Daqi, Old Hanks was that different person.
"No, things at the shop got finished late today, so....."
Old Hanks explained that this Dixie boy had actually already come before.
After arriving and seeing the luxury cars parked at the entrance, he quickly went home to change into proper clothing; now he was here for the second time.
Bringing Hanks in front of the phone camera, Cheng Daqi said with feeling as he looked into the lens.
