"Seems like business is good," Li Du said.
Hans said, "Of course. Hoffman owns the only large flea market in Flagstaff. It's very famous in central Arizona."
Li Du pointed at the bridal shop and said, "I'm talking about this. Many people buy second-hand wedding dresses?"
Hans said, "Of course, why not? Wedding dresses are so expensive, and this thing isn't a necessity. It's better to buy a second-hand one at a low price. "
Li Du explained, "What I mean is, you can rent a wedding dress. Isn't that cheaper?"
Hans shook his head. "Not necessarily. Why rent a wedding dress if you can buy it? Isn't it better to buy a wedding dress? "
"You already said that a wedding dress is not a necessity. This thing is only worn on the wedding day. It's useless after that."
Hans sneered, "Newbie! How could it be useless after that? You don't know how sexy a woman is in a wedding dress, right? Think about it, a woman in a white wedding dress lying on the bed … "
"Sh * t!" Li Du interrupted him. This guy was really infuriating.
After strolling around the market for a while, Hans did not know where he had gone. He wandered around the market casually and then saw a stall selling electronic products. There were many cameras and walkie-talkies.
Seeing these electronic products, Li Du suddenly had an idea. He went over and asked, "Are there any wireless surveillance cameras here?"
The owner was a young black man. He pointed to a pile of things and said, "Of course, those are all …"
After chatting with the owner for a while, he picked a few things. Then Hans appeared again, holding an ice cream in his hand.
Li Du laughed, "This isn't second-hand, right?"
Hans said guiltily, "How can there be second-hand ice cream? Don't tell me you saw me lick it! "
"Bastard!"
"I'm just kidding. Don't worry and eat it, haha."
Li Du gave him the middle finger and waved it in front of Ah Meow. Seeing Ah Meow licking its tongue and preparing to eat, Li Du felt relieved and ate it.
Ah Meow was a very principled and dignified tiger cat. Other than the food that Li Du had eaten, he wouldn't even look at the leftovers.
There were still three days until the weekend, and three days until the motorcycle auction. They went back first. Hans continued to search for information about the storage unit auction, ready to strike again.
In the past week or so, they had not made any gains. Hans was a spendthrift, and he still had to support the orphanage, so he was short of money again.
Li Du ignored him. Anyway, he had plenty of money in his bank account and was not in a rush for work.
During this period, he sent some money to his family, saying that he had earned some money from following his tutor's research project.
His parents did not ask much. Both of them knew from watching television that there were many opportunities for graduate students to earn money by following their mentors. Besides, Li Du had only sent back 50,000 RMB, which was not much.
However, Li Du's father told him that there was no need to send the money home in the future. He could keep the money with him in case of an emergency, or to bribe his mentor and strive to become the mentor's favorite.
Li Du agreed readily. His parents did not know that he no longer had a mentor.
Finally, before hanging up, Li Du's father vaguely reminded him, "If you meet a suitable girl, don't worry about money. Remember to care more about her, buy her some snacks and jewelry."
Li Du's mother added, "If you don't have enough money, tell us the truth. You're the only child in the family. All the money is earned by you."
Li Du continued to promise, and then said, "Change your mindset. Buy whatever you want to eat, and whatever you want to buy. Don't always save money for me. How can I not earn money as a master's student?"
Li Du's parents also agreed readily, but Li Du would be a fool to believe them. He knew very well how thrifty his parents were.
In the evening, he received a call on his cell phone. Puzzled, he answered and asked, "Hello, who is this?"
"Brother Li, Brother Li, it's me, Xiao Lin. I'm Lin Ping. Can you recognize my voice?" A hurried voice suddenly sounded.
"Lin Ping?" Li Du, of course, remembered the other person. "How could I not recognize your voice? How was it, Xiao Lin? Where did you go after leaving school? "
Lin Ping was from the same hometown as him when he was at the American College in Flagstaff. Both of them were from the northwest of China and had similar accents, so they hit it off right away.
Because Lin Ping's name was similar to Lin Pingzhi from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," the Chinese students liked to call Lin Ping Xiao Lin. After a long time, he also called himself that.
However, the friendship between Li Du and Lin Ping began to cool down. In the end, although it could not be said that they were strangers, their relationship was indeed very ordinary.
Speaking of which, although Mr. Li's character was a little stubborn, he was easy to get along with when it came to making friends. He was also very patient with his friends.
The reason why he could not get along with Lin Ping was mainly because Lin Ping liked to gamble.
Unlike Li Du, who came from a working family in the county, Lin Ping came from a small, wealthy family.
It seemed that young people who came from rich families all had unusual hobbies. Jin Long Liu, whom Li Du knew, liked to play with guns. He chose to come to America because of the freedom to carry guns. Lin Ping came to America to study because casinos were legal here.
Jin Long Liu was a straight-A student, and Li Du could barely be considered a straight-A student. Lin Ping, on the other hand, was a slacker. His parents used money to pay for him to study abroad. To put it bluntly, he wanted to spend money to buy a degree. That was why he came to Flagstaff Diploma College, where there was no need to look at college results.
After coming to America, Lin Ping spent more time in casinos than in school. When Li Du realized this, he consciously distanced himself from him.
The two of them had not been in contact for half a year. Suddenly receiving a call from Lin Ping, Mr. Li felt that something was wrong.
Sure enough, Lin Ping would not call without a reason. He hurriedly said over the phone, "Brother Li, you are still in Flagstaff, right? I read about you in the newspaper. "
Li Du wanted to say that he had already left Flagstaff and even Arizona, but after hearing the second half of Lin Ping's sentence, he had to admit it. "Yes, I am still here. What's wrong?"
Lin Ping let out a sigh of relief. "That's great. Brother Li, can you help me? I'm in trouble now. "
Li Du asked hesitantly, "What kind of help? If it's related to the casino, then to be honest, Lin, Brother Li is also … "
Hearing his hesitation, Lin Ping cried out in despair, "Brother Li, help me, please help me! Other than you in Flagstaff, I have no one else I can trust. Please help me, save me! "
Li Du sighed. He did not want to be a busybody, but they were both Chinese. If they did not help each other, who else could he count on?
Could he count on foreigners? They were not even Chinese, so why would they help him?
"Tell me first. The key is that I may not be able to help you."
"No problem, Brother Li, you definitely can, as long as you agree." Lin Ping let out a sigh of relief.
"Then tell me."
"It's like this, Brother Li. I'm now at the Comanche Casino in Flagstaff. I met someone from Immigration. They want to check my visa, but I didn't bring it with me. I left it at the hotel."
Li Du was puzzled. "You can just go to the hotel and get it."
Lin Ping cried, "No, if I go to the hotel, then I'll have to give up this game. I'm going to win this game! So I want to trouble you to help me get my visa, okay? I only trust you. I'm afraid that other people will throw the visa away after they get it. Then I'm done for! "
This was not a big request. Li Du said helplessly, "Okay, but I don't have the key."
Seeing that he had agreed, Lin Ping was happy. "It's okay, my door is locked with a password. I'll just tell you the password. The visa is under my pillow."
"Then send me a text message and tell me that you want me to help you get your visa." Li Du was careful. He was afraid that he would encounter something unexplainable after entering Lin Ping's room.
He hung up the phone and sent the message. In a casino, Lin Ping, who had a crew cut and a skinny physique, looked at the Native American opposite him and said, "Mr. Harris, I've already done as you said."
The Native American gave a simple smile and said, "Thank you, Chinese friend. Come, I'll tell you what to do next."
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