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Chapter 897

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At this time, Li Du was in Los Angeles, and it was convenient for him to meet Francis.

They met at a private club next to the old city of Los Angeles. The owner of the club was a friend of Bell, who happened to be a friend of Francis.

As usual, the female celebrity drove her domineering G-series Mercedes-Benz.

After the two sides met, Li Du exchanged polite greetings, but Francis behaved as manly as ever. "No need to be polite, let's get to the point. What's going on?"

Since that was the case, Li Du didn't waste any more time. He told them about Bruce and Salem, his family, and what he was doing now.

After listening to him, Francis was a little moved and said, "This kid is amazing. I know Salem. He still has this kind of character in that damn place. He is an admirable person."

Chris Bell said, "Who says he isn't? So when my buddy decided to help him, I thought I was duty-bound, because this kid is the most responsible philanthropist I have ever seen, and we have a responsibility to help him. "

Li Du smiled and said, "Chris, you're overpraising me. You're the more responsible philanthropist."

Bell shook his head firmly and said, "No, Li, I'm not saying nice things. A person's contribution to charity is not based on how much money he gives, but on how much he gives. "

He pointed to himself and continued, "I gave some of the money I earned, and what about the child? He put in all his heart and soul. "

Francis looked thoughtfully at the coffee in front of her and said, "You have to prove that what you said is true. If there is such a good child, then I want to help him."

Li Du said, "I took some pictures. I can take two children with me and let them tell you about their experiences. Is that okay?"

Without waiting for Francis to answer, Bell shook his head and said, "Hey, buddy, let me do it."

He opened the door and went out, and soon came back. When he came back, he was accompanied by a beautiful, elegantly dressed young woman.

Francis and the young woman smiled and hugged each other warmly. Francis said, "Stephanie, I heard you went to Africa some time ago. It's really good. Your skin is not tanned."

Stephanie was the owner of this private club. She smiled happily and said, "God bless me. You don't know what I had to do to go out. I had to put on a thick layer of sunscreen."

Bale said thoughtfully, "No wonder I always smell the fragrance on your body."

Stephanie giggled. "Of course, of course I have a fragrance on me …"

"Yes, your meat has been marinated with sunscreen, so it must have the fragrance of sunscreen," Bale said calmly.

Stephanie punched him. "Oh, Chris, when did you become so glib? You are no longer the Holy Son I knew. "

After a simple joke to liven up the atmosphere, Bell got to the point. "Stephanie, we need Ms. McDormand's help with something, but she has doubts about our character. I need your confirmation."

Hearing him say this, the smile on the beautiful young woman's face disappeared. She straightened her expression and said, "What do I need to do?"

Bale said to Francis, "I swear, Ms. McDormand, what my friend and I said before is the truth, and I think my character can prove it."

Stephanie added, "Fran, I don't know what he said, but Chris is a real gentleman. If you ask me who else I trust, I have to tell you, Chris Bell, I trust him!"

Francis smiled. "Okay, Stephanie, I don't know this Mr. Chris Bell, but I know you. Since you told me to trust him, I trust him."

Li Du was touched. He had not expected Bell to help him in this way. He had not experienced what had happened to Bruce, so his choice to do this was risky.

Bale used this way to prove the truth of his words, and Li Du was very grateful for his trust.

Stephanie asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Why do you look so serious? "

Francis said, "Of course, the reason why I need evidence before I dare to do it is that in your eyes it is just a matter of giving a motorcycle, but in my eyes it is more than that."

Li Du heard the implication in her words and asked, "What do you mean?"

Francis said, "I know a good man who would be happy to help such a child who admires Batman. So I thought since I wanted to help this child, I would leave a deep impression on him. "

At the end of July, Los Angeles officially entered the height of summer.

Even though the sky was covered with dark clouds, the earth was still hot.

In a community converted from an abandoned factory in the Salem Harbor slum, the community manager, Rex Latin, called several children down.

Most of the children were Asians. They were thin and quiet.

Their leader was a boy of 14 or 15 years old. He had a problem with his right leg and walked with a limp. It was Bruce, the young man who called himself Batman.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Latin?" Bruce asked politely.

Rex looked at him with a faint smile and said, "Can't I call you down for no reason?"

Bruce grinned and said, "Of course, I just don't want to waste your time, Mr. Latin. I know you have spent too much energy on the development of the community. If you have time, you need to rest."

Rex patted him on the shoulder and said, "Bruce, you are a good boy. You have a way with words. I like you very much. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Bruce became alert and said, "Mr. Latin, what's the matter? Your praise makes me very uneasy. "

Rex did not answer. He asked, "Bruce, you know why I created this community. I want to provide a place for the poor people here in Salem Harbor, for those who want to live."

Bruce nodded and said, "This is a good thing that God praised."

Rex said, "Actually, I know you. You're not a pitiful person. You're smart and willing to suffer. If you leave Salem Harbor, you can always find a job. Even if you don't have a degree, you'll still be successful in ten or twenty years."

Bruce was silent, and the children behind him approached him.

Rex asked, "So I want to know, why don't you leave here? Why do you have to take care of these little guys? "

Bruce looked at him strangely and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Latin? I don't understand why you ask …"

"You just have to answer."

Bruce said without hesitation, "Because I know them. No one wants to take care of them, but someone has to. I am willing to do this. I want to help more people in need."

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