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Clothing such as the Chinese stand-up collar is very suitable for Chinese people to wear, especially when worn on Liu Qingshan, it feels elegant and has a bit of heroism, which can really make people's eyes shine.

It's just that this man is in his thirties and has a bulging belly. He probably won't be able to wear Liu Qingshan's temperament after wearing it.

"Mr. Wang, this style of clothes was only improved by Mr. Liu today. It wasn't available when you came here a few days ago."

Master Peng quickly stepped forward and greeted him respectfully. The young master Wang in front of him was not something he could afford to offend.

Young Master Wang's eyes were still fixed on Liu Qingshan: "I am going to attend a very important occasion with my father tonight. Master Peng just happened to make something for me."

Master Peng was about to nod when he saw a young man behind Mr. Wang suddenly speaking:

"Brother Wang, how can you do it in one afternoon? Why don't you discuss it with this friend and buy his clothes?"

An ordinary person would definitely not do this, but this Young Master Wang, who is famous for his lack of brains, nodded immediately: "That makes sense, my friend, you can set the price as you like."

This is not about money at all.

Grace stood up angrily: "You have the nerve to say such an unreasonable request. If you don't sell it, we won't sell it!"

Young Master Wang looked at Grace with interest, his eyes stayed on her chest for a longer time, and then he snapped his fingers with a smile.

Immediately there was a strong black man behind him, and he handed him a few banknotes. Mr. Wang gently patted the banknotes twice on his palm:

"One thousand dollars, is that enough?"

Grace's face turned red: "Do you really think we haven't seen the money?"

"Ten thousand dollars, is that enough?"

There was a snapping sound in Mr. Wang's hand.

Looking at the thickness of the banknote, Grace swallowed a few times and then shook her head hard.

"Then add another ten thousand, is it enough now?"

Mr. Wang has obviously done this kind of thing of throwing money at people all the time, and he seems to be very familiar with it.

The black bodyguard handed over another stack of beautiful knives and glared at Grace fiercely: "Girl, you can even buy it with this money."

"Go to hell with your money!"

Although Grace usually seems to be a little obsessed with money, she has withstood the test now. She took Liu Qingshan's arm and was about to walk out.

But Liu Qingshan raised his hand to stop him, and then smiled and looked at the person behind Mr. Wang who had just made the bad idea:

"Haha, it turns out that the world is such a small place. I didn't expect to meet here. Doesn't this count as destiny to meet us thousands of miles away?"

That guy turned out to be Liu Qingshan's old acquaintance, Qi Shengli, who had dealt with him in China before.

Just because of poisoning instant noodles, Qi Shengli was expelled from the country by his family. Unexpectedly, he was also expelled to Los Angeles. As expected, the old saying goes: Enemies never get together.

Qi Shengli was deeply ashamed of this past incident, so the person he hated the most was Liu Qingshan.

When they suddenly met just now, he was shocked and angry, but then he turned to full of joy: I didn't expect that the road between enemies is narrow, this is not the country, and I don't know how you will die when the time comes!

Qi Shengli then laughed a few times: "It turns out to be Liu Qingshan, Mr. Liu. Didn't you offend someone in the country and come here?"

There was a trace of resentment in his smile, and even the slow-responsive Young Master Wang could feel it.

"I came to study abroad." Liu Qingshan looked at him calmly and said lightly:

"Qi Shengli, we are compatriots overseas, so I don't want things like fighting in the nest to happen, so you can take care of yourself."

Then he turned to Young Master Wang and said, "Friend, Master Peng and his team are very good at craftsmanship. They can make a piece of clothing very quickly. One afternoon is enough time. Say goodbye."

If someone was sensible, this matter would have gone away, but this Young Master Wang turned out to be the best. He snorted coldly: "I only want this thing on you!" 7K妏婩

Qi Shengli knew the temper of Young Master Wang, so of course he wanted to take the opportunity to fan the flames:

"Liu Qingshan, you might as well give Brother Wang this face. Do you know who Brother Wang is? The famous Wang An Computer is his family industry!"

It turns out to be this person!

Of course Liu Qingshan knew that in the 1970s and 1980s, the most famous computer company in the United States was not IBM or Apple, but Wangan Computer.

It is a pity that in the late 1980s, due to poor management and Mr. Wang's physical reasons, he handed over the company to Mr. Wang Liewang, and this caused the computer company to fall like a meteor.

You know, Mr. Wang An was known as the "Computer King" at the time, and his personal net worth was ranked as the fifth richest man in the United States last year.

When he returned home, Deng Gongdu personally received him.

It is a pity that the huge family fortune of the tiger father and son has declined rapidly in just three to five years, which is really sad.

Therefore, Liu Qingshan didn't have a good impression of the young master Wang in front of him at all. He simply turned around and left without even bothering to say a word.

Young Master Wang was disgraced. How could he bear it? He waved his hand at his two black bodyguards and said, "Go out and skin him."

The implicit meaning in the words is of course not as simple as taking off the clothes.

"Mr. Wang, we have something to discuss."

Master Peng was grateful to Liu Qingshan and wanted to smooth things over, but was pushed aside by Qi Shengli. This guy was worried about the world being in chaos.

Liu Qingshan and his men also heard what Wang Lie said. Grace's face immediately changed:

"Mountain, run, I've heard that the security in Chinatown is chaotic, it's too outrageous."

Liu Yinfeng knew her brother's background and comforted Grace: "Don't be nervous, this kind of person should be taught a lesson."

Liu Qingshan also stopped and moved his hands and feet: "Although I don't want to fight in the nest, it's another matter to provoke it."

Soon, the two black bodyguards rushed up like two gorillas.

Wang Lie and Qi Shengli stood at the door and watched the fun with a smile.

"Stop, don't make trouble here."

An old voice suddenly came from an old Chinese man, walking slowly towards this side.

The two bodyguards also stopped. They saw that behind the old man, there were more than a dozen Chinese men following side by side, each with a bad face, and they looked like tough guys.

Of course, they knew that the gangs were very strong in Chinatown.

Seeing the old man, Liu Qingshan smiled: "Old man, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"Young man, thank you for what happened this morning." The old man also nodded to Liu Qingshan with a smile, and then turned to Wang Lie who was not far away:

"Alie, is your butt itchy again?"

Wang Lie's arrogance just now disappeared in an instant, and he moved over with a droopy head and smiled: "Du Bo, how are you?"

The old man glared at him: "It would be better if you didn't make trouble and make me angry."

Wang Lie laughed embarrassedly a few times and ran away quickly. Although he was a bastard, he also knew who to provoke and who not to provoke.

The old man in front of him was someone who must not be provoked.

Before leaving, Liu Qingshan felt Wang Lie and Qi Shengli cast unfriendly eyes at him, but he didn't care. Two second-generation rich kids together are still second-generation rich kids, and there is no need to worry about them at all.

He bowed to the old man: "Uncle Du, thank you for your help."

Since he knew the old man's surname was Du, of course he called him that.

The old man waved his hand slightly: "Young man, with your skills, those two black bodyguards will probably only have the fate of eating dirt."

In the morning, he saw Liu Qingshan practicing boxing. The old man's vision is extremely high, and of course he can see the depth.

Moreover, Liu Qingshan easily subdued the crazy pit bull, which obviously has no lack of practical ability.

Originally, I wanted to thank this young man in the morning, but Liu Qingshan just left.

Unexpectedly meeting here, the old man certainly felt particularly close:

"Young man, now that you are in my territory, I can't ask you to leave no matter what. I will treat you to dinner tonight. By the way, you won't be unwilling to leave your name this time, right?"

"How dare I, junior Liu Qingshan." Liu Qingshan bowed again. Of course, he would not say his English name to his compatriots.

The old man smiled and winked at Liu Qingshan: "Maybe I can also call you Mr. Mountain."

Thinking about the propaganda in the newspaper, Liu Qingshan could understand, so he waved his hand and smiled: "Du Bo, it was just a coincidence at that time, don't take it seriously."

The old man shook his head, and the smile on his face was replaced by seriousness: "My friend, what you said is wrong. How is the experience of us Chinese living overseas different from that of Indians?"

"We work diligently, just wanting to be equal to other races, but this process is so difficult."

"So anyone who wins glory for us Chinese is a hero!"

The old man's voice was a little short of breath, but he spoke loudly and forcefully.

Liu Qingshan felt his blood boiling: how much sadness and hope does this contain for overseas Chinese?

The people behind the old man were a little confused. They were all red sticks in the gang, so they rarely read newspapers.

However, they rarely saw Du Bo respect his juniors so much. For a moment, they didn't know where this young man came from.

At this time, Master Peng from the tailor shop also ran out, shouting "Master Du".

"Little Peng, you are good at craftsmanship. Go back and make a set for them. They will feel righteous when they wear it."

Du Bo pointed at his men with a smile, and Master Peng, who was nearly 60 years old, became Little Peng in his mouth.

"It's all the creativity of Mr. Liu."

Master Peng didn't dare to take credit. He also saw that Mr. Liu was very capable because he could be respected by Du Bo.

Du Bo invited Liu Qingshan warmly, and Liu Qingshan couldn't refuse the invitation. He could only follow them to a teahouse to drink tea and chat.

Du Bo wanted to host a dinner party, Liu Qingshan hurriedly explained that he came to UCLA to study, and met a Mr. Thomas in China at that time, and invited them to visit today.

"Okay, we have a long way to go." Du Bo did not force it, and they exchanged their home phone numbers.

Last year, mobile phones have been used in North America. They are the earliest cellular phones of Motorola, which are the brick-like mobile phones used in China a few years later.

However, Liu Qingshan had just arrived and had not had time to buy one, so he left the phone number of the apartment.

Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Qingshan stood up to say goodbye. Du Bo stood up and said with a smile:

"Afeng, please see us off for me. If you have time, you may as well learn from each other."

That Afeng was the man who had been standing behind Du Bo. He looked less than 30 years old and was a double-flowered red stick here.

Red stick means a gold medal fighter, and a double red stick means an ace fighter.

Liu Qingshan bowed again: "Uncle Du, I will definitely visit you another day."

After that, he followed Afeng downstairs. The stairs were all wooden, and Afeng's footsteps were silent when he went downstairs.

"Brother Liu is also a martial artist?" Afeng was quite straightforward, and he felt a little indignant when he saw Uncle Du being polite to such a junior.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "I just practiced farming with my master for a few years when I was in the village, and I am not worthy of being in a refined place."

"But Brother Feng's leg skills are really amazing."

Afeng laughed: "Of course, I have been learning Tan legs since I was a child, and it has been nearly 20 years. Brother Liu, take care, I'm sorry I can't see you off."

In his opinion, the young man surnamed Liu in front of him was just a little better than normal people in terms of physical fitness, and he didn't look like he had any kung fu, so he couldn't help but look down on him.

But he didn't know that Liu Qingshan had already entered the hall and was no longer in his class.

Liu Qingshan didn't care about his attitude. He bowed, led his second sister and assistant, and went back to the car and drove back to the apartment.

The three of them arrived downstairs of the apartment, but saw Huang Yueming, Lao Cui and Sister Zhang waiting downstairs.

Everyone went upstairs together. As soon as they entered the house, Huang Yueming said happily:

"Sanfeng, we recorded the song "The Last of the Mohicans" this morning, and it will be available in three days. This time, we can get 15% of the share."

For newcomers, this share is indeed not small, especially when the performers are Asian.

Seeing that Lao Cui and Sister Zhang were also excited, Liu Qingshan was also very happy: "Congratulations, you two can earn US dollars from now on."

"Of course it's good to make money." Sister Zhang shook her afro and almost danced disco.

Lao Cui was calmer: "Boss, I feel a little stressed."

During this period, he watched a lot of European and American singers on TV, and even went to two concerts, but he always felt that there was still a gap in strength.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "Pressure is motivation, you must believe in yourself, so, tomorrow morning, I will teach you how to stand."

"Oh, now you can't sleep in." Sister Zhang immediately looked like she had no desire to live.

Liu Qingshan laughed: "In the future, you can brag to others like this, have you seen Los Angeles at four in the morning?"

"What do you mean?" Sister Zhang obviously didn't know this joke.

Liu Qingshan also stopped laughing and shook his head gently: the person who said this is still a handsome young man now.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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