Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased.

Following the navigation, Irving arrived at the entrance of a restaurant called "Brooklyn" near South Beach.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Judy already standing there waiting, smiling and waving at him.

"Hey, Kyrie! Over here!"

After calling out, Judy quickly made arrangements with the waiter and then went to Owen's side.

"Didn't we agree on six o'clock? It's only 5:40 now, why are you here so early?" Owen was a little surprised that the other person was standing at the door waiting for him.

"You arrived early too? My best friend told me that Asian men are generally more punctual, and it seems that's true." Judy smiled slightly.

We were then led into the restaurant by the waiter and arrived at a private room for two.

Noticing that Irving's shoulders were soaked, Judy specifically asked the waiter for a towel and asked with concern:

"Owen, it seems you didn't drive here. Don't you have a driver's license?"

"Of course, I have a driver's license, it's just that my car is being maintained and repaired at the repair shop." Owen took the towel and wiped the rain stains off his face and clothes.

"I really envy you having a car. When my financial situation improves, I'll buy one too, so it will be convenient to go anywhere," Judy said enviously.

"Buying a cheap car won't cost much."

Irving put the towel back on the table and casually remarked, "I only paid $1000 for my RV. If all you need is a car for getting around, you can get one for a few hundred dollars..."

"So cheap!?"

Judy seemed a little surprised. "But before I went bankrupt, the cheapest car my friends bought cost tens of thousands of dollars, and the down payment was at least several thousand dollars... I thought buying a car in America would cost a lot of money."

"..." Can things be the same before and after bankruptcy?

Irving shook his head and continued to explain, "Your friend must have bought brand new luxury cars; of course they're expensive!"

"If you really need to buy a car, when you have enough money, I'll take you to a car graveyard and buy a used car that's about to be scrapped so you can drive it temporarily."

"Don't look down on those used cars that are about to be scrapped. With a little refurbishment, they're basically no different from new cars. Even though the models are older, people might think you're a car collector..."

"A collector? Hahaha... Irving, I love that description!"

Judy looked at Owen with some admiration: "Owen, you have such a wide network of connections. You not only know the owners of film companies, but you also know where to buy cheap used cars."

Irving waved his hand, replying calmly, "I just know a lot more friends now. By the way, since you passed the audition, what's the situation now? Has Walter told you when you'll start filming?"

"Not yet. I just passed the audition, and I haven't even received the script for the role yet. But Mr. Walter told me to go to the company next Monday to sign some kind of confidentiality agreement."

Judy hesitated, looking somewhat troubled. "Owen, since you can introduce me to an audition and get a role... can I ask how long I'll be playing this role?"

Seeing that Owen was slightly taken aback, Judy quickly continued to explain, "It's like this, after I came out of the audition at the Financial Center, I found a good job performing at a bar, and I'm worried that there will be a time conflict between the two jobs."

"OK, no problem. I'll ask for you when I see Walter another day."

Irving smiled; he naturally had no reason to refuse such a small favor.

After a round of toasts and laughter, they chatted and laughed.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

After finishing his meal, Irving originally planned to say goodbye to Judy and then take an Uber to leave.

But when he saw Judy stand up unsteadily, he immediately gave up the idea.

If he were to abandon Judy in this state and simply leave...

The next day, who knows which tent the other person will wake up in by the roadside.

Irving shook his head and picked Judy up.

"Judy, Judy? Wake up! Do you remember where you live?" After leaving the restaurant and coming to the roadside, Owen kept patting Judy on the shoulder and asking.

But Judy didn't respond at all.

Clearly, the alcohol from those two bottles of red wine is now starting to take effect.

After standing there for a while, I saw that Judy had indeed lost consciousness.

Left with no other option, Irving took an Uber to a nearby hotel and left with Judy.

…………

The next day, early in the morning.

Judy slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the unfamiliar room that came into view, her heart sank, and she instinctively covered herself with the blanket.

But when he saw that the person lying next to him was Irving.

Judy was slightly taken aback, then let out a long sigh of relief, feeling somewhat at ease.

Judy lifted the covers and peeked out; the sight of her naked body made her blush instinctively.

He slapped his forehead in frustration.

Judy lay in bed, carefully recalling what had happened the previous night.

Seeing the stimulating scenes flashing through her mind, Judy's already flushed face turned even redder.

To be honest, before her parents divorced and before she came to America, she had two white boyfriends, both of whom were of British descent.

But as the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Judy had always thought that while Asian men were good-natured, gentle, and considerate, making them perfect boyfriends and marriage partners, they might be a little weaker in that area.

But now it seems that all those reports from Western media are smears!

Compared to Irving, her two previous white boyfriends could hardly be called men.

Just as Judy blushed and savored the happy moments of the previous night.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

Seeing the alarm clock remind her, Judy realized that this morning was her monthly visit to her father.

Thinking of this, Judy quickly got out of bed.

To avoid disturbing Irving, she tiptoed, dressed quickly, tidied herself up, and then hurriedly left the room.

By the time Irving woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Irving opened his eyes, glanced at the empty room, and was slightly taken aback.

After a while, he remembered that he had come to a motel last night because he was drunk.

Irving took out his phone and discovered the message Tina had sent him the night before.

Tina: It's raining today, and it feels like the temperature has suddenly dropped several degrees. If you'd like, you can stay here overnight. I think you haven't showered for two days.

Kyrie Irving: Miss me? No problem, I'll come over tonight.

Tina: I didn't miss you. You didn't come yesterday, so the invitation automatically expired!

Irving: I'm sorry, to make up for it, I promise I'll do my best tonight! Should I go buy some props later? I remember you like…

Tina: WTF!! How could you send a message about something like this?! I'm going to class now!

Owen closed his phone with satisfaction, guessing that Tina must be feeling quite aroused.