Reborn in the red age

Chapter 138 I have another commission, the reward is three hundred dollars
Hearing the source of the sound, Li Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the source of the sound. She was a good-looking mixed-race girl in her twenties who could speak Mandarin. Mixed-race girls of this age were relatively rare.

The proportion of Chinese and interracial marriages has only increased slightly since the 70s. In the past, Chinese in the United States basically married within themselves, and marriages with interracial couples were relatively rare.

Qingfeng Li nodded at her and did not refuse the mixed-race girl's kindness. Seeing that she was wearing a bar uniform, Qingfeng Li curiously started chatting with her.

Through conversation, Li Qingfeng learned that the other party's father was Chinese. His family used to be barely middle-class. Since his father passed away the year before last, the family had lost his father's income and quickly went bankrupt. He was unable to pay for his college tuition, so he took advantage of the holiday to come here. Work in a bar.

What a coincidence is that this girl also has the surname Li, and her Chinese name is Li Huiying, which is a very good name.

Knowing that the other party was studying economics, Li Qingfeng was just about to have an in-depth conversation with the other party when Jenny came out with Lori.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Qingfeng Li despised Jenny in his heart. After running such a long distance, you kid ended it in 2 minutes?

After sending Lori to the door of the bar, Jenny excitedly ran to sit on the stool next to Qingfeng Li and said to Li Huiying: "Milanni, please pour me a beer. I want to drink with my new roommate tonight. "Two glasses"

Jenny was the boss's cousin, so Li Huiying naturally would not enforce the laws of California, so she took out a beer glass and poured a beer for Jenny.

In Jenny's cousin's bar, the two of them didn't encounter any trouble. They drank a few beers and when the time was almost up, they got up and left the bar and drove the Ford back to Stamford.

Before leaving, Qingfeng Li asked for the phone number of this mixed-race girl.

It was now a week before the official start of school. Qingfeng Li found the reception teacher Melanie the next morning and got the textbooks provided by Stanford for free.

In the next two days, Qingfeng Li entered a crazy study state. He was either going to the library or on the way to the library, causing his roommate Jenny to call Qingfeng Li a pervert.

Li Qingfeng spent five days briefly going over the contents of the textbook, and then spent two days briefly familiarizing himself with the use of the computer.

Today's computers are different from those of later generations. They cannot be used with just a few clicks of the mouse.

The first generation operating system, DOS, began to be used on personal computers in the early to mid-80s. Current computers do not have a unified operating system.

Different brands of computers have different instruction sets and operate different peripherals. Each computer has a computer manual that is as good as a dictionary. There are not even shortcut keys. If you want to operate the computer, there is no other way than memorizing the instruction set. , and computer data of different brands cannot be used universally.

If you want to use an Apple computer, you have to memorize the Apple computer operating manual. If you want to use an IBM computer, you have to memorize the IBM operating manual. In short, it is very troublesome.

Learning how to operate a computer was more tiring for Qingfeng Li than reading a book. If it weren't for his improved memory after his soul piercing, he would have been unable to operate the public Apple II desktop computer in the library for only ten days and a half.

After a day of studying in the library, Li Qingfeng rubbed his eyebrows and went to the public phone booth set up in the school. He dropped a coin into the phone booth and dialed the dormitory number that Li Huiying left for him.

After the call was connected, Li Huiying's voice came from the phone: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you, I am Li Qingfeng, an international student from China," Li Qingfeng said in Chinese.

Hearing that it was Li Qingfeng, Li Huiying on the other side of the phone also replied in Chinese: "Mega, I haven't called you for a week. I thought you wouldn't call me."

"I just arrived in the United States and I have a lot of things to do. Besides, I figured your working life should be over, so I thought of giving you a call."

"OK, you guessed it right. I have indeed returned to school now, so did you call me because you wanted to date me?"

"No, do you want to make money? I have a commission that I need to find someone to handle. The reward is one hundred dollars."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and then Li Huiying's voice came: "What kind of commission?"

"Come to Stanford on Saturday and see me, and the fare will be reimbursed."

After telling the other party the address, Qingfeng Li hung up the phone.

The next morning, Qingfeng Li and Jenny walked towards the classroom with sandwiches in one hand and textbooks in the other.

Stanford treats Qingfeng Li, a Chinese international student, very well. In order for Qingfeng Li to adapt to life at Stanford, even his roommates are classmates.

The two arrived a little late. After walking into the classroom with books in their arms, the large classroom that could accommodate 80 people was already full of people.

They had no choice but to sit in the vacant seats at the front.

Qingfeng Li was very uncomfortable with being in the second row. The experience he had never had in China in his entire life was actually completed in a university class in the United States.

"FUCK, Li, you know, this is my first time sitting in the second row. I'm worried that when McCarthy gives a lecture later, he will spit in my face." The unlucky Jenny who was sitting with Qingfeng Li , couldn't help but complain.Glancing at the sad Jenny, Qingfeng Li shrugged: "Actually, this is my first time, and I'm not used to sitting in this position."

"Really? You obviously look like a good student."

"That's just the surface."

There was a sound of footsteps, and Jenny closed her mouth as she was about to say something. A short, old white man with a protruding belly and a very alarming amount of hair walked into the classroom.

The old white man glanced at the crowd of students, nodded with satisfaction, and started class directly without talking nonsense.

The data structure taught in the class was not stressful for Qingfeng Li, who had already previewed it, and he could successfully keep up with the professor's lectures.

Jenny next to him kept complaining before class, but when class actually started, he quickly followed the professor's pace and took notes carefully.

Li Qingfeng was filled with emotion when he saw this. Even though this guy was usually unreliable, he really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

In the first week of school, Li Qingfeng lived a three-point and one-line life in the dormitory, classroom, and library every day.

After two consecutive weeks of hard study, I have previewed seven or eight of the school's courses. I can barely get started with the computer. It will take some time to become proficient in it.

On Saturday morning, when Li Qingfeng arrived at the campus cafe that she had agreed with Li Huiying, she met Li Huiying, a mixed-race girl who had been waiting for a long time.

Putting down the book in his hand, Qingfeng Li said with a smile: "If you want something to drink, don't be polite to me."

"Just drink water. Let's just talk about what you want to entrust me to do." Li Huiying shook her head and expressed that she hoped to get to the point directly.

Qingfeng Li smiled, called the waiter and asked for two glasses of juice, then took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to the other person: "I want to sell this thing, but I have just arrived in the United States and I have no acquaintances. I need to entrust you with it." Help me find a counterparty”

After looking at these photos curiously, Li Huiying couldn't help but exclaimed: "Picasso"

The sound was a bit loud, and everyone else in the cafe looked over curiously.

Realizing her gaffe, Li Huiying gathered her emotions and asked in a low voice in Chinese: "Are the photos you showed me real? Are you sure they are authentic works by Picasso?"

"Of course, if it is a fake, this painting was bought by an elder of my family from Picasso when he was studying in Europe. He has been keeping it at home since then. It is definitely not fake." Qingfeng Li smiled and nodded. , and started talking nonsense quite naturally.

"Oh my god, is it true? Since Picasso's death, his paintings have been rising in price. If what you say is true, this painting can be sold for at least tens of thousands of dollars."

"Really? Then let's go and take me to the largest pawn shop in San Francisco. I want to sell this painting."

Li Huiying was stunned by these words and asked in surprise: "Are you sure? The price if sold directly will be lower. If it is sold at an auction house, it may be sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"No, I'm going to sell it today, and you'll get a hundred dollars."

Who doesn't know that art can only be sold at high prices if it goes to an auction house, but we are running out of time. If we want to put it up for auction, it will take at least half a month to get the money.

Now that we have entered the end of September, the price of silver is rising every day. When it comes to auctions, the price difference is earned in the futures market.

When Li Huiying saw Qingfeng Li insisting, she said nothing more, drank the juice in the glass in one gulp, took Qingfeng Li to a taxi in front of the school, and went straight to the largest pawn shop in San Francisco.

Experts from the pawn shop made a detailed evaluation of Qingfeng Li's Picasso painting and gave an offer of US$12.

Picasso's paintings are not as expensive as imagined. After all, this old man is a prolific painter. He has sold more than 3 paintings in his life. No matter how famous he is, except for a few works, the rest of his works cannot be sold. High price.

For this price, Qingfeng Li mortgaged the painting to the other party without any hesitation, agreeing that if Qingfeng Li did not redeem the painting within six months, the painting would belong to the pawn shop.

This money is legitimate income on the surface. Before selling the painting, I have already reported it to the embassy over the phone, so I can rest assured that the pawn shop will remit the money to my bank card.

After coming out of the pawn shop, Li Qingfeng took out one hundred US dollars from his wallet and handed it to Li Huiying according to the reward.

Regarding the remuneration agreed in advance, Li Huiying took it unceremoniously, squinted her eyes and happily stuffed the money into her wallet: "Mr. Li, now that your commission has been completed, I will go back to school."

Seeing Li Huiying who was about to leave happily after receiving the money, Li Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, stepped forward and blocked the other person's way: "I have another commission here, and the reward is three hundred US dollars. Do you want to follow it? ?”

(End of this chapter)