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Li Du's situation was a little bad.
Hannah couldn't leave her brother alone. Besides, Hans owned a part of the house, so when Hans came back, he might have to give up his bedroom.
After all, according to the contract, his rent was due.
In the evening, Li Du wanted to go out for a walk, but when he walked to the door, he heard arguing in the yard.
"… Isn't the China boy's rent due? Just let him go! "It was Hans's voice.
Hannah said impatiently, "Leave, leave, leave. How can you say such a cruel thing so easily? Do you know what Li has been through? "
"What does it have to do with us? Sister, you're too naive. You don't know how dangerous the world is … "
"I say, Hans, at this time, you remember me as your sister? I know the world is dangerous, so we have to be kind to others. Jesus Christ said … "
"Oh, let me go, you know I don't like God," Hans interrupted Hannah, holding his head. "You really won't let that boy go?"
Hannah said, "I know what you want, Hans. I'm going to work the night shift now. If I come back and find that Li has left, or that he's not in a good mood, I'll get rid of you immediately! You know I'll do what I say! "
Hans asked helplessly, "Why are you so nice to him? Don't tell me you've fallen in love with this pretty boy. "
Hannah laughed. "You know it's not like that. Well, to be honest, Li is in a difficult situation now. He's under a lot of pressure. I don't want to be the straw that breaks the camel's back. That's not the Fox family's style!"
Hearing the conversation between the two, Li Du quietly retreated back to his room. Poverty stunted ambition. It was better for him not to appear at this time, as it would only make things awkward for both parties.
He was touched by Hannah's kindness, but as a Chinese man, he did not want to accept her pity for no reason.
"D * mn, bug, I'll take you to the sewers to pick up coins tonight!" Li Du muttered to himself as he looked at the bug's head poking out of his palm.
What's the fastest way to make money without any costs? Picking up money!
With the little bug as his doppelganger, there were many things he could do. However, picking up coins, which seemed like a very difficult way of making a living, could allow him to earn his living expenses in the shortest time possible.
After Hannah drove away in her classic Ford, Li Du grabbed a small bag and prepared to go out.
He saw Hans at the door. The guy was sitting on the floor like a loafer, happily playing with his phone.
Hearing the footsteps, Hans said without raising his head, "Hey, China boy, after sleeping for so long, are you hungry?"
Li Du did not have a good or bad impression of Hans. Although this man was a bit of a hippie, he had not done anything bad — at least he had not hurt Li Du.
Shrugging, he said, "A little, what's wrong?"
Hans got up and chuckled. "I'm hungry too. Why don't we buy some pizza?"
"You're treating?"
"Sh * t! You Chinese people are all rich. When I was in Los Angeles, I often heard news of Chinese people buying mansions. "
Li Du took out his wallet without hesitation. Hans's eyes lit up, and then five shiny one-dollar coins appeared in front of him.
"This is all I have. You decide, how should I treat you?"
Hans rolled his eyes in frustration. He rummaged through his body and found a green Alexander Hamilton card.
The 100-dollar bill was Franklin, and Alexander Hamilton, the first Secretary of the Treasury, was printed on the 10-dollar bill.
"Look, we have 15 dollars. This is enough for a black pepper beef pizza from Pizza Hut," Hans laughed proudly. "We'll split the money according to contribution. I'll eat three-quarters of the pizza, and you'll eat one-quarter."
Li Du looked at him and shook his head. "No wonder your business went bankrupt. Your math is really bad. I'll take one-third, and you'll take two-thirds, okay?"
Hearing this, Hans showed an angry expression. "Who said my business went bankrupt? It's just that there's a problem with the funds! To be honest, this time I came back to Flagstaff to participate in an auction. I want to make a lot of money! "
"Participate in an auction?" Li Du was surprised. "You still have money to collect?"
From what he knew, auctions were just a bunch of rich people buying a bunch of useless, so-called artistic things.
Looking at Hans's shabby appearance, who had only found ten dollars on his body, Li Du didn't think that this guy had the money to collect art.
Hans rolled his eyes again. He really liked that action. "What collection game are you talking about? I want to participate in a storage auction! "
"Storage auction?"
"Uh-huh." Hans nodded. "There are eight storage auctions in Flagstaff this weekend. I got some insider information. There's a Cashmere massage chair in one of the storage units. As long as I get it, heh heh …"
At this point, he was almost drooling.
Li Du hadn't been in America for long, so he didn't know much about the local lifestyle. He had heard of the business of storage auctions, but he didn't know the details.
America was different from other countries in the world. This country had a unique storage culture.
Because there were no household registration restrictions, young Americans didn't like to buy houses, but preferred to rent. However, it was troublesome to move every time, so the storage rental business flourished.
In this business, storage companies chose a piece of land to build a batch of storage units, and rented them out for people to use for profit. In return, people used fixed storage units to store things.
If after a certain period of time, the owner of the storage unit didn't pay the rental fee, then the storage unit would be regarded as ownerless, and the owner could dispose of it at his own discretion.
Generally, the disposal method was to auction it off.
People who engaged in this kind of business were called treasure hunters. Li Du only knew that Hans was doing business outside, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of business.
He didn't know much about this business model. While waiting for the pizza, he asked curiously, "How do you plan to do it? Are you the only one who knows about the massage chair in the storage unit? "
Hans shook his head. "No, a lot of people know about it. There are a total of eight storage units in this auction, and the massage chair is one of them. No one knows which one it is, so I have a one in eight chance of getting the massage chair."
"One in eight chance?! What's the difference between that and winning the lottery? "
"There's a big difference. Winning the lottery gives you a one in eight million chance, okay?"
Li Du couldn't understand this kind of risky thinking. This was the difference between him and Hans. He was a Confucian scholar who was deeply influenced by the golden mean, while Hans was an ambitious adventurer.
He shrugged and was about to leave when he saw the little bug tattoo on his palm. Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind:
"Buddy, is it possible that no one knows which storage unit the massage chair is in?"
"Of course!"
"What if you can confirm the location of the massage chair? Are you sure you can get it? "
"Of course!"
"Then why don't we work together? I help you find the storage unit, and you bid for it. Then we'll split the money. How about that?"
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