My absurd experiences in North America over the years

The candlelight dinner was postponed.

Li Fu did not go to the dining room, but carried Lucy straight to the master bedroom on the second floor.

His steps were steady yet urgent, as if he wanted to unleash all the longing and yearning he had suppressed for the past six months in this moment.

The bedroom door was closed behind him, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

Lucy tilted her head back, her long golden hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, and the bright lights overhead reflected in her deep blue eyes.

At the same time, it reflected his undisguised passion.

"Li..." She had just opened her mouth when her voice was swallowed between her lips and teeth.

Li Fu's kiss was intense, yet it transformed into ultimate tenderness the moment it touched.

His hand ran through her soft hair, supporting his neck, bringing the two closer together.

Lucy was somewhat confused and infatuated, wrapping her arms around his neck and responding passionately and proactively.

Their breaths mingled together, rapid and hot.

The straps of her silk dress slipped off her rounded shoulders, revealing large expanses of delicate skin.

Li Fu's kisses traveled down her jawline, stopping at her slender neck, then her collarbone and shoulders.

Lucy let out a soft moan, a sound like a feather brushing against the heart, which made Li Fu's actions even more out of control.

He pressed her against the soft bed, their bodies pressed tightly together, allowing her to clearly feel every inch of his desire and longing.

Lucy held him tightly with one hand on his strong back and the other through his short hair, as if silently urging him on, or expressing the same long-suppressed longing.

She whispered in his ear, the words indistinct, her voice broken yet lingering.

Li Fu's hand slowly moved up along her waistline, and wherever his fingertips touched, it seemed to ignite an invisible desire.

Lucy's body trembled slightly, not from the cold, but from the heat that spread from deep within her skin, almost melting her.

Neither of them spoke again.

At this moment, all words seem superfluous.

Only their breaths, heartbeats, and the warmth transmitted when their skin touched intertwined in the quiet bedroom, weaving together a dramatic symphony.

……

The night was deep outside the villa.

Thompson and Lin Liang stood side by side under an oak tree, the distant streetlights casting a dim yellow glow in the north wind, stretching their shadows long.

"Senior brother, these past few years have been tough for you here, haven't they?" Lin Liang looked up at the villa.

There is no specific vocabulary for "senior brother" in the English context because they historically did not have the concept of someone who is both a teacher and a father.

Therefore, strictly speaking, even Lucy didn't quite understand what Li Fu meant by "junior brother".

At this time, Lin Liang's senior brother used the term "senior brother," which means the elder or younger brother in the trade.

Foreigners do indeed use the term "senior brother" to describe relationships in martial arts and religious fields.

Li Fu just used this word when he introduced it.

However, unlike the natural closeness between senior and junior brothers, the intimacy between them depends on the speaker's tone and the context.

Li Fu had never introduced anyone from his life to Lucy. At the same time, she had been in a relationship with Li Fu for five or six years and knew everything about his experiences outside of the military. Therefore, she could tell that Lin Liang was important to Li Fu.

Upon hearing that Lin Liang had been searching for Li Fu for three years, he immediately gifted him a watch worth millions.

Thompson didn't understand Chinese culture that well, but he had been following Li Fu for five years, and he could tell the weight of the word from Li Fu's attitude towards Lin Liang.

"It really wasn't easy. When I was with your senior, he was just a small boss. We only had two offices back then," Thompson took a deep drag on his cigarette. "Probably no one would have imagined that Forrest Capital would come to this."

At that time, they were not yet known as Forrest Capital.

The surname Forrest will not be misused.

Over the past five years, he has followed Li Fudong around the world, traveling non-stop across the United States. He has been to court in New York, been investigated by the Department of Commerce and the Department of Justice, and experienced several crises. Only then did Forrest Capital come to be what it is today.

Now the White House is personally taking action against its boss; outsiders can't possibly imagine what the boss has gone through.

In Thompson's view, even setting aside the fact that Li Fu miraculously found his missing sister, the boss was still a god-like figure.

"I haven't been here long, and regarding the congressional review..." Lin Liang hesitated for a moment, "There shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"You don't need to worry too much about this. The boss is always prepared," Thompson patted Lin Liang on the shoulder and said, word by word, "There is no one in this world who can defeat the boss."

He was that confident.

Wall Street calls Li Fu an invincible man because he has never been defeated.

Only Thompson knew that, besides the praise from the outside world for Li Fu's precognition, unique vision, and business genius, the most important thing about him was that he could bring "good luck" to everyone around him.

The entire Forrest Capital is virtually unbridable from top to bottom. Besides prioritizing character when hiring employees, the most fundamental reason is that Li Fuhui shares in his success.

He was never stingy with bonuses, always acknowledged everyone's contributions, and never put on airs like a capitalist.

If any employee's family encounters difficulties, the company will definitely lend a helping hand if it can.

Thompson himself benefited greatly from it.

Therefore, what others may see is that Li Fu has been consistently successful, and Forrest Capital has been consistently growing.

Only he felt the radiance of "God".

"I'm still a little scared," Lin Liang took a deep breath.

"What are you afraid of?" Thompson asked, turning his head.

"I'm afraid someone might resort to desperate measures."

Thompson paused for a moment after hearing this, then said very solemnly, "Lin, you are the boss's junior brother, so you are my brother. I can't help with the congressional review, but I can assure you that as long as I'm still standing here, no one will be able to harm the boss."

Li Fu has always been in charge of security matters, and he can mobilize all of Forrest Capital's security forces.

Li Fu's 18-person security team regularly undergoes special training at the Nashville training base, working 24/7 in three shifts to ensure that Li Fu is always protected by the most professional personnel.

He even has the privilege of requesting security assistance from the Forrest and CP families in extreme circumstances.

In the most extreme cases, Thompson is the last line of defense.

"Thank you," Lin Liang said, looking at the blond, blue-eyed man and reading undisguised sincerity in his eyes.

"No need, it's what I should do," Thompson waved his hand casually and handed Lin Liang a cigarette. "We'll be brothers from now on. Your boss will definitely take care of your work. But if you have any trouble adjusting to life here, you can come to me. I'm a Tennessee native."

Lin Liang doesn't usually smoke, but he took the cigarette this time. "I think it's pretty nice here, except it rains too often in the spring..."

The two started by discussing parliamentary review, and gradually moved on to local life.

Deep winter is approaching in Tennessee, bringing with it plenty of rain and snow.

Outside of Nashville, undercurrents had already been brewing for some time.