From the time Michael Jordan arrived in Beijing from Guangdong, he took the approach of remaining aloof, and played hide and seek with a slew of Chinese Media and fans.
As they were drinking, a huge, tall fellow appeared pushing a hand-cart along the road. At the threshold he halted and entered the inn to rest awhile and he called for wine. "And be quick!" added he. "For I am in haste to get into the town and offer myself for the army." Liu Bei looked over the newcomer, item by item, and he noted the man had a huge frame, a long beard, a vivid face like an apple, and deep red lips. He had eyes like a phoenixs and fine bushy eyebrows like silkworms. His whole appearance was dignified and awe-inspiring.