Chapter 238 You Can, He Can’ (1/2)
Chapter 238: You Can, He Can’t
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
On the way back to the beach, Li Du saw a group of kids inline skating.
Long Beach’s cycling path was famous throughout America, but there were not many cyclists. Most people were inline skating or skateboarding instead.
Looking at the kids cheering as they chased after each other, he felt a little envious. When he was their age, he was always either studying hard in class or helping his father sell savory Chinese crepes on the streets—these kids were enjoying their youth.
People led different lives; Mr. Li could not help but lament.
Back at the beach, Hans was exchanging kisses with a pretty redhead. Li Du did not want to interrupt him, and so said to Tina with embarrassment, ”Sorry, my partner’s occupied.”
Smiling, Tina said, ”The first time I saw him, I knew that he was someone who could be occupied anytime during the four seasons of the year, the three months in each season, the thirty days in each month, and the 24 hours of every day.”
Li Du thought it was a very spot-on comment.
Tina did not stay, but gave him a colorful wallet, and then changed into her bikini before returning to the beach.
Just like their past two encounters, they had met like clouds and the wind, and then also parted just like clouds and the wind.
Not knowing why, as he considered this third encounter, he had a fleeting thought about Tina being his soulmate.
He opened the wallet and saw a stack of bills in there; without counting, he knew that it was 2,000 dollars.
Smiling, Li Du pocketed the money. This was the money he had lent her when they parted at Sedona. He had forgotten about it, and was surprised that Tina had remembered.
Seeing that he had taken money from Tina, the pretty redhead beside Hans was curious. ”What does this handsome chap do? Is he the legendary Mr. Escort? He earns quite a lot.”
Hans sniggered, ”I know this guy—a gigolo. He’s doing well, and making money each night.”
Li Du said in a loud voice, ”Hans Fox, my good buddy. It’s so good to meet you here. Oh yeah, how’s the treatment for your genital warts? I know an Indian witch doctor who’s very good at treating such things!”
The surrounding people all turned around to cast strange glances.
Hans was stunned. ”F*ck, what crap are you saying!”
Li Du wore a fierce expression as he looked around. ”What are y’all looking at? Never seen a man with genital warts?”
As though she had seen a ghost, the redhead pushed Hans away and ran off. As she ran, she kept spitting out her saliva.
Turis and the rest guffawed and yelled:
”Good one, Boss Li!”
”You’ve been played, Big Fox!”
”Oh man, poor Big Fox, the babe in his arms has flown away.”
Hans flashed his middle finger at them helplessly. ”I must have done something evil, otherwise, why would God punish me by introducing you jerks to me?”
After staying a day and a night at Long Beach, the group of them drove back to Flagstaff.
Turis and the rest made their return while Li Du and Hans got back into the Iron Knight to head for Phoenix, to the association to join the Hundred Thousand Club.
This time, they had a receipt for the 300,000 dollars in earnings. Coupled with the 200,000 dollar sale of the old photograph to the professor in Tucson, they definitely could join the Hundred Thousand Club.
Along the way, Hans was in good spirits. He sang all sorts of songs as he sat in the car, depicting his longing for the happy life he would lead after joining the Hundred Thousand Club.
Li Du couldn’t stand it, and smiled. ”Be quiet, Big Fox. We have a Chinese saying: ‘The overjoyed hen smashes her eggs.’ It’s not wise to let the elation get to your head.”