FOE Family First Chapter 8 Drinks to be postponed
Tommy Hawke returned to his residence, turned on the TV, made a cup of coffee, and then slowly ate the croissant left over from the morning with the coffee, trying to soothe his stomach that had become numb with hunger.
The Providence TV station was playing the same dull documentary for eternity.
Providence TV is an affiliate of CBS Television Network, but it is only an affiliate, not a paid membership TV station. This means that Providence TV can only broadcast two or three hours of wonderful programs produced by CBS during prime time every night. During the rest of the time, the TV station can only find other programs to broadcast on its own.
Of course, Tommy didn't plan to watch American TV series either. He just liked to have some noise while eating so that he wouldn't feel too lonely.
Now he had $415 and a batch of prescription drugs, enough for him to survive until summer vacation with plenty left over. As long as he found a stable part-time job, the money he saved should be enough to sign up for two cheap summer camp extracurricular activities during the summer vacation.
As for the business of reselling physician certificates and prescription drugs, Tommy Hawke is not planning to do it a second time.
Selling too many physician certificates would arouse suspicion from the school. If the university found out that an Asian medical center in Boston, Massachusetts, always issued physician certificates for white students in Providence, Rhode Island when summarizing the student data of the previous quarter in the new quarter, it would get the school into big trouble.
It was no problem for Chen Furen to sell to Asian students, because Asian students could find excuses such as trusting Asian doctors more and worrying about not being able to explain their illness in detail in English. How would the white trash in Virginia deal with the inquiries? Because they, the white people, were more willing to trust the medical skills of people of color, so they went to Boston to be treated by Asian doctors?
As for prescription drugs, although the Prescription Drug Act had not yet been introduced in the United States in 1982, it does not mean that prescription drugs are unregulated. These addictive drugs are regulated by the Controlled Substances Act and are difficult for ordinary people to obtain. Nowadays, prescription drugs circulating on the black market are basically in the hands of Irish gangs or Italian mafia families in Boston and Providence.
The channels through which they obtain large quantities of drugs are pharmaceutical factories and large chain pharmacies. Currently, the Prescription Drug Trafficking Act has not yet been introduced in the United States, and there are no specific measures for the recycling of expired prescription drugs and weak prescription drugs. Therefore, gang members, pharmaceutical factories, and large chain pharmacies take advantage of loopholes in the U.S. federal government and obtain large quantities of prescription drugs in the name of expired, weak, and other unsalable waste drugs, and sell them on the black market at high prices. Pharmaceutical factories are also happy to see this happen.
If gang members knew that there was a guy in Providence competing with them for business and that the police didn't have to deal with it, they would volunteer to help the Providence city government get rid of Tommy Hawke, the new drug dealer, without asking for anything in return.
After enjoying the bread and coffee, Tommy Hawke returned to his bedroom and began to review his lessons. He was currently studying AP courses, which were college preparatory courses. If one wanted to study at a top American university, AP course scores were essential. In the damn American high school, courses were divided into three levels of difficulty, namely:
A Regular course that is "difficult for illiterate people and is useless except for getting a high school diploma."
The Honor course that "after completing it, you will probably be able to get admission into a second- or third-rate university."
And the most difficult AP courses require students to take at least five courses and get an average score of five to have a chance of applying to top universities.
Even though Tommy Hawke had tried hard to find shortcuts and took core courses that he had studied in his previous life and was better at, such as AP Calculus, AP Statistics, AP Macroeconomics, AP Microeconomics, Language and Writing, he was still not sure he could get a 5 in every subject, because many of the economic models and theories he learned in his previous life have not been proposed yet, and the textbooks are completely different, so he needs to learn them all over again. This is why he moved out and studied hard.
At six o'clock in the evening, when the sun had almost set and only a few rays of afterglow were struggling in vain, Tony knocked on the door with two bottles of tequila and a few lemons in his hand.
"I thought you would find a bar that would allow me in and take me to see the world." Seeing the tequila in Tony's hand, Tommy smiled and made way for the door.
Tony came in with the wine, put it on the coffee table, and then slumped down on the sofa. "Twenty-four dollars in the bar won't buy you two bottles of high-end tequila, but you can in the supermarket. I brought lemons. Come on, let's drink them handsomely with salt like the actors in the commercials."
Tommy took the lemon and went to the kitchen. He cut the lemon into thin slices and placed them on a plate. He sprinkled some coarse salt on the side and then came back with the plate.
"Did you give the rest of the money to Dad?"
"Of course, he can just use the fifty bucks as a lawyer's consultation fee to ask how to bring Bethea home faster." Tony said as he turned on the TV.
Tommy took out two wine glasses, then opened a bottle of tequila and poured a quarter of the clear liquor into each glass. "There is only one way to bring Bethea back quickly, and that is with enough money."
After saying that, Tommy handed Tony a glass. They first dipped their fingers in some salt and put it into their mouths, then clinked their lips together, tilted their heads back and drank it, then each picked up a slice of lemon and put it in their mouths to neutralize the spicy and choking taste of the wine.
"I made the right decision." Tony said with a painful expression and breath of alcohol after finishing a glass.
Tommy looked at Tony: "What?"
"I asked Ashley to bring back some pickled olives, butterfly pretzels, fried chicken and the like when she was done working. This was the first time I drank such expensive alcohol. It was too strong. I was worried that it would be difficult to finish it if I just ate the lemon."
Ashley is Tony's girlfriend, she is 19 years old and currently works as a clerk in a fried chicken restaurant.
"You've always boasted about going to bars and strip clubs and stuff like that in Providence when you were fifteen, right?"
"After paying for the ticket, I only have enough money for a glass of the cheapest beer. Brother, I certainly don't go to those places to drink." Tony laughed and picked up the bottle to look at it. "This thing costs two dollars a glass in the bar. You can buy a 20-cent local beer to chat up the ladies and blatantly admire the big breasts of the bar girls. Why spend two dollars?"
"It's terrible. Hearing you talk about your bar past is the second worst thing I feel after work, Tony. Hi, Tommy , long time no see." Ashley, with brown hair, pink sports jacket, jeans, flat shoes, and a few freckles on her face, walked in from outside with two large boxes of food. With an unpredictable expression on her face, she said to Tony:
"At the age of fifteen, you knew how to pick up girls at the bar and were willing to pay for their drinks, but I remember that you have never bought me any gifts until now."
Tony responded with a smirk, "I'll buy Trojan every time I see you, remember?"
"You're an asshole, Tony!" Ashley cursed with a smile and put the food on the coffee table.
"Hey, Ashley, would you like a drink?" Tommy asked as he stood up.
Ashley nodded. "Of course, I'm going to stay and finish the wine. Maybe Aunt Melonie can come with me, but you and that asshole Tony obviously can't act cool and perform advertising drinking anymore."
"Why?" Tommy asked curiously as he handed the glass to Ashley.
Ashley took the glass and took a sip, shrugged and said, "That's what I mean. This is the worst thing that happened after get off work. I saw your dear father, Mr. Colin Hawke, being taken into a police car by the police outside the home of attorney Joan Crane. Boys, your drinks may have to be postponed."
