My absurd experiences in North America over the years

Li Fu called Fang Li, inviting him to meet in the countryside, and expressed his great interest in the young Qin Ming.

Fang Li understood immediately and took Qin Ming with him when they set off the next day.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Li led Qin Ming to the vicinity of Qiquan Manor. He parked the car on the side of the small road on the east side of the manor and walked along the riverbank to an old willow tree.

That was where they would meet.

Li Fu was already waiting under the old willow tree.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Li Fu then turned his gaze to Qin Ming, who had come with Fang Li.

The young man was wearing a dark gray short-sleeved shirt today, with the cuffs rolled up above his shoulders, revealing his firm and strong arms.

He stood half a step behind Fang Li, neither too close nor too far. His posture was humble but not subservient. His gaze swept across the river and its surroundings, as if instinctively observing the environment first.

Fang Li sat down on a stone bench.

Li Fu sat opposite him.

Qin Ming seemed to be very sensible, standing quietly a few steps away, showing no intention of getting closer.

Fang Li looked at Li Fu and said with a smile, "This is Qin Ming, whom I mentioned before. He's a very capable young man, and you can trust him to get things done."

His tone was casual, as if he were talking about an ordinary friend.

But this statement has a deeper meaning.

He knew that Li Fu wanted to use the "black glove" technique, meaning that he could rest assured about the tasks entrusted to him.

Li Fu nodded. "Uncle Fang rarely praises people like this. Since you say so, I think this young man must be quite good."

He essentially agreed to let Qin Ming do things for him.

Wise people always know when to stop speaking.

Qin Ming could hear exactly what they were saying, and his eyes lit up when he heard Li Fu say that.

Before inheriting Chen Long's network of brokerage relationships, he had a complicated identity in the Chinese underworld and had done most of the underworld's business, including the shady work of a street cleaner.

Chen Long initially received many jobs that were assigned to him.

Back then, aside from bigwigs in the underworld dealing with some troubles, his clients were either shady wealthy businessmen or cynical rich kids and sons of officials.

These people are more adventurous than anything else. For example, a girl might die at a swimsuit party, someone might die suddenly from an overdose during a house party, or you might encounter a sophisticated honey trap that's a bit tricky... That's when someone needs to handle it.

If you continue like this, you'll have no future.

After successfully extricating himself and handing over his network of connections to Qin Ming, Chen Long did something more sophisticated.

But in the end, he was just something that couldn't be seen in the light behind the scenes of the big city. What he wanted was an ending like Chen Long's. So, after interviewing Fang Li, he longed to work for Li Fu.

Now, he finally has his chance.

Li Fu gave Thompson a wink, and Thompson immediately walked over to Qin Ming, indicating that they should go aside and talk.

Thompson walked over from the riverbank and whispered in Li Fu's ear, "Mr. Li, I'd like to have a word with him."

Qin Ming glanced at him, and without hesitation, followed him downstream along the riverbank for about twenty steps, stopping under another large willow tree.

With only Li Fu and Fang Li nearby, it became much easier to talk.

The rushing sound of the river became clearer at dusk. With abundant summer rains, the water level had risen sharply, and the sound of the water carried a continuous, low murmur.

Li Fu looked at the river and sighed, "Those lunatics on the right wing of Japan are like maggots clinging to bones."

Fang Li stood up and stretched. "They're preparing to self-destruct. They know very well that they can't win the war of public opinion, so they've changed tactics. So, they're going to do everything they can to ruin your reputation."

This tactic was far from clever, but it was certainly disgusting. They didn't need to prove anything; they just needed to convince enough people that, even if it was just a suspicion that Li Fu liked to play with emotions and that multiple white women had suffered, that would be enough.

Li Fu nodded silently, so he had no choice but to take drastic measures.

"I've received some information," Fang Li turned to Li Fu, "They're trying to deal with Iris Chang's parents, including through insults and threats."

"What?" Li Fu raised an eyebrow.

There's no need to think back to how they treated Iris Chang many years ago, even threatening her with her children.

Now that he has the ability and means, he absolutely cannot let these beasts get away with it.

"Don't even think about ending this with killing," Fang Li immediately reminded him. "I've already sent people to protect the couple. You should understand that the impact of one or two deaths is different from the impact of a whole series of deaths."

He reminded Li Fu that this struggle was a long-term one and could not be accomplished overnight; acting impulsively would inevitably lead to trouble sooner or later.

"Don't worry, Uncle Fang, I have other ideas," Li Fu turned his head and glanced downstream. Thompson and Qin Ming were standing under another willow tree. "Let's talk about this young man, Qin Ming!"

He didn't know enough about his black gloves.

"His father was an ordinary undocumented immigrant in Chinatown. He grew up on the streets of New York and started following those gangsters to worship Guan Gong when he was young. After making a name for himself, he started working for Chen Long," Fang Li also looked at Qin Ming not far away. "He didn't get ahead entirely because of his intelligence. He is very reliable in his work, loyal enough, and more importantly, he knows when to advance and when to retreat."

It's rare for a young person to do something like this, especially for Fang Li. He's seen too many people who were once successful in their youth but ended up with legal troubles or dying in the streets.

Li Fu didn't ask such a foolish question as whether he could be trusted or not. In this circle, there's no such thing as trust or not; sometimes it's about whether it's suitable or not.

You can't always completely trust the people around you, let alone someone wearing black gloves.

"I had someone investigate his behavior. He's the kind of person who only focuses on his work and never fails to finish any job he takes on. He also usually follows the principle of helping others out of loyalty," Fang Li patted Li Fu on the shoulder. "Young people like him are rare these days. You can decide for yourself how much you trust him."

Thompson, on the other side, had just finished a casual chat.

Qin Ming asked Thompson about some things, such as how long Thompson had followed Li Fu. He heard it was close to four years, and he was somewhat envious.

As clever as he was, he knew that the person who would contact him in the future was likely to be Thompson, so he revealed some of his secrets and talked about all the things he was good at.

He also gave a brief account of what happened on Highway 1 that night.

That night, his two subordinates attacked him. After interrogating him and finding out that he was from the right wing of the Japanese, they pushed him and his car off a cliff.

He also joked that he would only acknowledge this matter now, and once he left this place, it would be none of his business if anyone asked him about it.

Afterwards, Thompson told Li Fu about this.

Li Fu had to re-evaluate Qin Ming. By deliberately revealing this weakness, he was practically offering a pledge of allegiance. This showed either extreme intelligence or meticulousness.

However, each of these points seems to be an advantage.