![]() ![]() The Benz pulls right to the belly of the 747 inching its way to the gate, and the Staten Islander emerges into the brisk evening air–a bundle of affable, regular-guy energy in black pants, a sweater, and sneakers–and bounds up a stairway specially positioned so that he can intercept his colleague, Chris Fenton, before he gets siphoned off down the jetway and into an interminable customs line. Like many people, Dan Mintz takes the time to meet his business associates at the airport unlike most, he does it in a chauffeured Mercedes S600, escorted by a Shanghai police car. ![]()
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