While Wang Qian and Li Kun were diligently cleaning the pet shop, Zhang Zian went to the second floor to grab everything that could prove his identity and his fixed-assets, including his national ID card, passport, household registration, business license, property ownership certificate and fixed savings accounts. He winked at Richard, who knowingly flew to his shoulder.
He left the pet shop with Richard, and stretched out his arm to stop a taxi.
"Binhai Bank."
Zhang Zian went to the bank to print out the operating statements of his pet shop in the most recent months and then headed to the U.S. Consulate in Binhai City. He had tried his best, and he could only trust to luck whether he could pass the visa interview or not.
