Spring Thunder Chapter 0239 When Happiness Knocks on the Door
"hiss!"
The hot water hit Nan Yi's back, making him gasp.
It hurts so fucking much!
The first stream of water slid down, bringing out a scoop of bright red.
Not daring to use any shampoo or shower gel, Nan Yi just rinsed and finished his shower quickly.
Carefully drying his body with a towel, he leaned in front of the mirror to look at himself. He saw red blood marks on his back near the bat muscle, and there were small holes at the source.
"Bitch, that's fucking cruel."
He wrapped the towel around himself and walked out of the bathroom.
"My Spartan warrior, can you fight again?" Scarlett leaned against the head of the bed, her face rosy and watery, and she looked at Nan Yi with seductive eyes.
"Yes, there will be a news item in the newspaper tomorrow: Was it because she was unwilling to be humiliated or was she dumped? An unknown female corpse was found in the AKA Hotel Plaza..."
"Your body is too clean. A man with some scars will be more attractive."
"Really? You really should get those four letters tattooed on your face." Nan Yi pointed at the four letters "Adam" surrounding Scarlett's left hemisphere and said, "Is the tattoo artist a woman?"
"Ha, a petty-minded oriental man."
Scarlett stood up from the bed, walked to the island counter, took a cup, grabbed a piece of ice from the refrigerator and put it in the cup, then poured a little whiskey, shook the cup, took a sip, and walked to Nan Yi's side with the cup.
"Adam, did you come here at the right time?" Scarlett glanced at Nan Yi's back and said disapprovingly.
"Why do you say that?"
"Last time I went to a cocktail party, I met a very attractive man and I almost lost control of myself. Asshole, it's all because of you, asshole, that I can't enjoy a happy time."
"Why not? You can just be happy and enjoy your joyful but short time, and let me think about how I will kill you."
"Maybe it's a pig cage. Isn't that what you Chinese do?"
"No, that's too kind. I should use your skin to make a human skin lantern, and then use your fat to make oil to make candles. Imagine that I sit in front of the lantern and read "The Blue Bridge". I am immersed in the book and feel sad for Mara's experience. "
"Aha, are you sure you don't want to watch The Great Gatsby instead, and imagine yourself as Gatsby and put myself in Daisy's shoes?"
"Well, my personality determines that I can't be Gatsby, I can only be Tom. You, on the other hand, are more like the mistress who was hit and killed by Daisy's car. Oh, by the way, do you remember the mistress's name?"
"Based on your logical analysis, there is no doubt that her name is Scarlett."
"I hope so. However, you look more like a female executioner. Do you think you look a bit like Elizabeth Bathory? Later, give me back the human skin between your fingernails."
Scarlett raised her hand and took a look. She used her thumb to pick a small piece of skin from her middle finger and put it to her nose to smell it. " It stinks."
"Since he's a stinky man, of course he stinks. Hurry up, apply the medicine to me, the children are about to wake up, I have to go back."
"What?" Scarlett patted Nan Yi on the back and shouted exaggeratedly, "You're not staying here tonight?"
"Hey, Asshole, I'm having dinner with a friend. I'll come over a little later."
Nan Yi had fantasized countless times about a little wild cat scratching his arms and back wildly. He thought the feeling must be similar.
But now it seems that he is just Ye Gong.
Nan Yi shook off Scarlett who was wrapped around him, stood up, picked up the messy clothes on the ground, and then picked out his own clothes and put them on.
"Adam, do you have time to go to Georgia with me ?"
Nan Yi pulled the hem of his jacket to smooth out the wrinkles, then lowered his head to check his trousers. Not finding anything wrong, he walked back and sat down next to Scarlett.
"I remember you told me that your father lived there. Do you want me to meet him formally?"
"Yes, and my mommy. I didn't tell you that my mommy now lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, where her new husband runs a casino."
“So, we have to go to two places?”
"Yes."
Nan Yi thought for a moment and asked, "Is James Cox related to you?"
The reason why he asked this was that the only family in Georgia worthy of his attention was the Cox family. This family was very powerful in the fields of media, automotive services, and communications. It was one of the major shareholders of Motorola, and Cox Enterprises was also ranked relatively high among the family-owned enterprises in the country.
"Fuck, Adam, if I say he has nothing to do with me, will you not go to Georgia?" Scarlett said a little angrily.
"No, I will go. You are excellent enough in yourself, so excellent that it is worth it for me to sacrifice my body to win you over."
"Adam, your shamelessness is beginning to annoy me. I'm twenty-three, not eighty-three."
Nan Yi shrugged, "I'm leaving, why don't you give me a goodbye kiss?"
"Of course, as long as you don't worry about me biting your lip?" Scarlett said with a smile.
"Well, actually I don't really like the taste of focaccia pizza either. Next time we meet, remember to rinse your mouth with mouthwash first."
"Asshole, why don't you say your mouth tastes like airplane food."
Scarlett grabbed the pillow and threw it to Nan Yi. Nan Yi caught it and put it back on the sofa. "See you tonight."
Walking out of AKA, Nan Yi strolled into the Central Garden. The sun was shining brightly. Nan Yi found a chair on the sidewalk and sat down. He lifted up his left sleeve and looked at the time. One watch was always stopped at half past nine, and the other watch was five twenty-five in the morning.
Nan Yi took off his watch, turned the time back twelve hours, and put the watch back on. After putting it on, he moved the watch a little, being careful not to cover the other watch.
Turning around, I saw a few children playing frisbee on the lawn. I could tell they were having a lot of fun, and the smiles on their faces were full of childlike innocence.
"Sir, please don't go over there."
Just as Nan Yi was immersed in the laughter of children, he heard Dawen's voice to stop him.
Turning around, Nan Yi saw a black man confronting Dawen. The black man was holding a little black man in his hand. Their clothes were not tattered and did not look too dirty, but Nan Yi could tell that the two black men must have been living in extreme poverty. Their clothes had not been soaked in water for a long time and looked a little tired and limp.
"Relax, I don't mean any harm, I just want to have a word with that gentleman."
When Nan Yi saw that it was a black man, he was about to turn back and continue looking at the pure innocence, but at this time the black man shouted: "Sir, sir, I am Chris Gardner, I want to talk to you."
"Chris Gardner? New York, with a child, poor, black..." Nan Yi listed several parameters in his mind, then turned around and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Gardner, put down what you have in your hand, accept the inspection, and then come and sit down."
"Yes, sir."
Gardner accepted the inspection of the colonel and his men, then led the little black man to the side of Nan Yi and pointed to a chair, "Can I?"
"certainly."
Gardner sat down and immediately said, "Sir, you are not the gang leader in Chinatown, right?"
"no."
"Then can I ask what kind of work or business you do?" Gardner asked, and then immediately added: "I don't want to pry into your privacy, but I see that you have so many bodyguards protecting you, so I think you must be very successful.
I am currently living in a very difficult situation. At first I could live in a boarding house, but when his mother sent him to me, I had to live on the streets with him. I have lived in cheap hotels, parks, toilets at train stations, and under bridges.
He and I have been living like this for nearly seven months, and I have not been able to change our situation, so I want to consult you, maybe I should try another field."
Gardner's words were sincere, even a little sad and humble.
"What was your original job? Don't tell me yet, let me guess, salesman, right?"
Gardner nodded. "Yes, sir, you guessed it right. I used to be a salesman selling medical supplies... a very bad salesman with very poor performance."
"Oh, I see." Nan Yi nodded and pointed to the southwest. "Go northwest, you can take Line 1 from Station 79, then transfer to Line 3 at Station 72, passing Lincoln Center Station, Amsterdam Theater, Empire State Building, Washington Park, and finally get off at Wall Street Plaza.
After exiting the station, you can see a huge bronze bull..."
Nan Yi said as he took out two US dollar bills from his pocket, one for fifty dollars and one for five dollars. "You can put this five-dollar bill into the cow's mouth to pray for yourself; this fifty-dollar bill is enough for you to find a place to take a hot bath, and then go to the repair store to buy a decent second-hand suit.
Tomorrow, you can go to the newsstand to buy a recruitment newspaper, go to Wall Street to find a cafe and sit down to see what the elites are talking about. By the way, you can check the newspaper to see if there are any companies recruiting in garages near Wall Street or other places with cheaper rent.
You just need to apply for a job at this kind of company. This kind of company usually sells penny stocks. If you sell stocks worth $10,000, you can get a commission of half or even more.
Today is Tuesday, tomorrow is Wednesday. If you start working tomorrow and can sell stocks, even if you don’t ask your boss for an advance on your salary, as long as you hold on for five more days, your life will improve.
Good luck!"
Nan Yi stretched out his hand and shook hands with Gardner.
"Thank you very much." Gardner took the money and thanked sincerely: "Can I know your name? I want to know who I should thank."
"Adam, Adam Nan."
"Thank you again, Mr. Adam."
After another thank you, Gardner led his son away, his steps no longer staggering but brisk.
"Devin, when Chris Gardner's name appears in the newspaper one day, please remind me and I will go find him to get the favor back."
"Boss, are you sure your investment will pay off?" Dewen walked up to Nan Yi and said.
"Yes, this salty fish has already possessed the two elements to turn things around: salty enough and brave enough. Most importantly, penny stocks can really make money."
Nan Yi stood up from his chair and said, "Dawen, please arrange for the people coming from Xiangkeng to make a schedule so that everyone can take turns to go out and have some fun. As for you, do you want to find a temporary boyfriend?"
"Sorry, boss, my hobby is the same as yours."
"Well, I feel very honored to have the same hobby as you."
Dewen shrugged, dismissing the suggestion.
After returning to his apartment, Nan Yi knocked on Nan Ruoyin's door. When there was no response, he turned and knocked on Fan Hongdou's door.
Fan Hongdou, who was wearing pajamas, rubbed her eyes and opened the door sleepily, "Godfather, what time is it?"
"It's 6:17. Time to get up. Can you pack your luggage by yourself?"
"I've packed it."
"That's good. Wash up and go wake up Ruo Yin."
Nan Yi stood at the door and said this before going to the living room. He no longer entered the rooms of the two little girls, both to ensure the strict separation between men and women and to leave them enough private space.
In the living room, Nan Yi took a copy of the Michelin Red Guide from a shelf next to the sofa, hoping to find out where he should have dinner.
This book was not prepared by Liu Zhen, but was placed here by the management company of Columbus Apartments. It can be regarded as an embedded advertisement that is not too annoying.
After browsing for a while, Nan Yi decided to go to a restaurant called "One Light by Land, Two Lights by Sea".
More than ten minutes later, two little girls dressed up came to the living room. Nan Yi saw that Nan Ruoyin's hair was a little messy, so he helped her comb her hair and then went out.
…
"One light for land, two lights for sea." Legend has it that the name comes from a code used by a silversmith to convey information during the Revolutionary War. The restaurant is located in a building at 17 Barrow Street in Manhattan's West Village.
The style is great and the decoration is very warm. With a fireplace, candles, crystal chandeliers, red brick walls, a private garden and a grand piano, the restaurant creates a perfect romantic atmosphere.
But when Nan Yi found out that this restaurant was originally the carriage house of Aaron Burr, the third vice president of the United States, he felt a little strange.
However, the two little girls liked this restaurant very much, so Nan Yi sat down and ordered children's green meal for the two little girls, and also ordered a steak meal for himself.
When the ordered appetizer was served, Nan Yi looked at the grand piano against the wall in the corner, then turned to Nan Ruoyin and said, "You've been learning piano for a while, but you've never played for dad. Do you want to show off your skills?"
"OK."
Nan Ruoyin readily agreed, stood up, walked to the bar and talked to the waiter, then walked to the piano and sat down, opened the lid, tried the sound, and soon, a song "Canon" was played.
