Chapter 60: A Change in Perspective
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This was the first ti Li Du saw Hans with such a generous attitude.
His impression of Hans was that of a gambler, an alcoholic, a womanizer, and soone who lived only to enjoy life. Soone like that, in his hotown, would be called a vagrant.
But this was the norm in Arica; many Arican youths nowadays were like this.
However, when he ca to this social welfare ho, Hans seed to beco a different person.
He was pleasantly smiling with the children and warmly greeting the old people. When he saw that the trash can was full, he did not mind that it was dirty and imdiately went out to replace it with a new trash bag.
Li Du was shocked. The change in Hans was huge. In the social welfare ho, he was not the treasure hunter that loved to cuss and insult, but instead a young man full of love and patience.
Alright, more like an old youth.
Following the two of them was a black lady who walked in. She was about fifty years in age, wearing an oversized blue t-shirt that had almost faded to white, with perd hair; she walked lightly and quickly.
Seeing this lady, Hans passionately waved and greeted her. “Hey Mother sa, looks like you’ve been doing well recently. You’ve gained so weight. For the children’s sake, you should start eating less.”
The lady gave his shoulder a good slap, and said with a hearty laugh, “Lil’ Fox, you haven’t been here for half a year. If you hadn’t been sending those emails daily, I would have thought that you were involved in so accident.”
Hans gritted his teeth while rubbing his shoulders. “I only ca back to Flagstaff two months ago. I was in Phoenix previously. When I ca back here, I was busy, so I couldn’t visit.”
“Busy? With what? I bet you’re just busy drinking and f*cking!” The black lady curled her lips and said.
Li Du laughed. This lady understood Hans well.
Hans pulled him over and said embarrassingly, “I was working hard to earn so money. Look, this is my business partner. His na is Li, and he’s a super aweso Chinese kid.”
Mother sa and Li Du shook hands. “I know you, Du Li,” she said. “Hans has ntioned you many tis in his emails. He said that you’re a young man he respects above everyone else.”
When their hands held, Li Du could feel sa’s warm and powerful hand. On it were many creases, almost like old tree bark under sunlight.
He smiled and said, “I guess I believe that he ntioned . But I don’t believe that he said he respects the most. That makes feel terrified—I don’t think of him as soone who can say sothing nice like that.”
“You really know well, brother,” Hans laughed. “You really know well.”
sa took them into a run-down office. In it was only a table, a few stools, and a shabby old computer.
The two were invited to sit. sa then turned around and shouted, “Sally, go boil so water, and is there any more coffee or tea?”
“There is only so Indian red tea.”
“Give Brother Fox and his friend each a cup of tea then,” sa smiled. “Show off so of your skills, my female knight.”
As she spoke, the black lady deftly took out a book from a cabinet and passed it to Hans.
“Mother sa, you know that I completely trust you.”
“No, these are the rules, you must look at them. There are detailed accounts of how your money was used and what it was used for—everything is in there. You must check!” sa said firmly.
As Hans was checking the accounts, sa turned her attention to Li Du. “I really can’t see it, Li. How can soone as young as you turn out to be such an excellent treasure hunter>”
Li Du shrugged. “God is probably looking after .”
sa said, “The money Hans has sends to suddenly shot up these past two months. Frankly speaking, I was starting to get worried.”
Hans said with dissatisfaction, “You had that little faith in ? You think I would do sothing illegal for money?”
“I was afraid that you went to sell organs for the sake of money.” sa glanced at him from the side.
Hans pondered for a mont and said, “Perhaps I might do that. Since this place is like a ho to .”
Hearing the conversation between the two, Li Du rember that every ti Hans got his money, he would take a trip to the bank. He asked, “You went to the bank to transfer money?”
“What else? You think I’ll store my money with those black-hearted cash-grabbers?” Hans regained his foul tongue.
sa said, “These two months, he has transferred over 24,000 dollars. Because of this money, the conditions in this social welfare ho have improved imnsely.”
Li Du was surprised. Hans almost donated half of his inco to the welfare ho. He actually had that good a heart?!
The two started discussing so issues on the accounts and the developnt of the welfare ho. Li Du could not join in on the topic, so he decided to take a walk.
The social welfare ho mainly kept children and senior-citizens. The young folks, besides the nurses and staff, would be those with physical or ntal handicaps.
However, the atmosphere was nice. The children had only a limited number of toys, but they were sharing and playing together with constant laughter.
When Li Du saw that those toys were old and torn in many places, he took out the new toys that Hans had bought and distributed them.
Seeing the new toys, the children widened their smiles and started surrounding him, calling him Mister China .
Li Du said, “These toys were bought by Mister Fox. I ca here in a rush, so I wasn’t able to bring any presents.”
“But you’re willing to play with us. Mother sa said that adult’s ti is more valuable than money and toys. Since you’re willing to spend ti with us, you’re a good guy.” A boy who sat on a wheelchair smiled.
His smile was pure, like a raw sapphire that was freshly dug from the earth.
A few girls were disappointed. “No Barbie dolls? Mister Fox always forgets to buy Barbie dolls.”
“It’s because he doesn’t like them, he’s scared of dolls.” Victoria, who was carrying a comic book, said.
Li Du could not bear to see the disappointed faces of the girls, and said, “the next ti I co, I’ll get so Barbie dolls.”
“Really?”
“I swear to God.”
He stayed for the whole afternoon in the social welfare ho. In the evening, they had a al before finally leaving.
When they got in the car, Li Du was about to ask a question when Hans raised his arms and said, “Give so privacy. I don’t want to talk about the welfare ho.”
“I’m not asking about that,” Li Du replied. “What I wanted to ask was if you could find us a fast-food restaurant? I’m still hungry.”
“Sh*t!”
The four antique clocks did not have any pricing, they were just posted online to show that they were up for sale.
That night, there was a call from Houston, Texas, expressing interest in their antique clocks.
Hans arranged for them to et two days later. He told them honestly that two of the clocks were replicas and two were the real deal. They would have to appraise the clocks themselves.
On the afternoon of the arranged day, at two o’clock, a land rover drove to Flagstaff. Li Du and Hans welcod the n who erged from the vehicle. There were three of them; two middle-aged n and one elderly.
“Good day. Is this Mr. Raymond from Houston?”
The senior nodded. “Yes, it is. Good day to you too, Mr Fox. I am Raymond, Zoe Raymond. These two are my assistants.”
Hans greeted them, and then Raymond went straight to the point. “As you can see, I am an old man. My days are numbered. Ti is of extre importance to , so spare the pleasantries. Take out the four clocks, and I’ll get directly to main topic.”
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