Lying in the bathtub of the hotel room, Lit finally had time to carefully sort out what happened all day.

From being inexplicably traveled to being taken to the police station in a daze, then being bailed unexpectedly, then meeting Orwitz... Although he made a bold statement in front of Kirkland, Li Te still has no idea how to implement his plan.

The company registration matter is a legal professional like Kirkland, and it will be solved soon. For Lite, the most urgent task is not to find a suitable agent "target", but to find a place for himself first.

After taking a shower, he found a newspaper and called the real estate agent according to the information provided on it. After learning more about Li Te's various requirements for his residence, he immediately recommended a place to him.

"There is a shared apartment in San Gabriel that meets your requirements. Although the location is a bit remote, the rent is cheap. And now we have two tenants who are interested in that house, but the landlord hopes to rent it out as a whole, so we have been working hard to find a third tenant. If you are interested, I can arrange for you and the other two tenants to go over and see the house tomorrow."

San Gabriel is about 12 miles from the central Los Angeles area, and the distance is not too far to drive. As for the cheap rent, it is not particularly attractive to Litt. What really makes him like is the community environment there.

As the main Chinese settlement in Los Angeles, San Gabriel is home to a large number of Chinese people with high education. Especially in recent years, the development of the Chinese commercial district of San Gabriel has been very fast and its liveliness is no less than that of the "Chinatown" in Los Angeles.

"If that apartment is really like you described, there should be no problem here," Litt clamped the microphone with his face and shoulders, and took a pen to record the information about the apartment. "Of course, I hope the other two tenants are not too bad, otherwise I would rather go find another house."

"I can guarantee this that the other two tenants are easy to get along with, and I hope you are too."

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The next morning, Li Te was drinking coffee and reading newspapers in the hotel restaurant. Suddenly, he felt the light in front of him dim. He looked up and saw a slightly fat man in suit standing in front of his seat.

"Sorry to bother me, are you Mr. Lite?"

"That's right, I'm the one." Li Te looked up and down at the visitor, and had already guessed his identity in his heart.

"Hello, I am Jem Brown, the real estate agent of Carter Company. We went on the phone last night." The other party introduced himself.

Li Te picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, stood up and shook hands with the other party through the table, and then invited him to sit down together.

"Do you want a cup of coffee?"

"No, if Mr. Litt is ready, I want to set off right away." Jem Brown smiled apologetically at Litt. When he sat down, he noticed that the plate in front of Litt had been empty and the coffee cup at hand was about to bottom. Obviously, Litt had eaten and drunk enough, otherwise he would not be bored to take a newspaper from yesterday and take a careful look there.

Li Te raised his hand and called the waiter to check out, but before leaving, he suddenly thought of another question.

"You are the only one, where are the other two tenants?"

"They decided to drive to San Gabriel by themselves, and I made an appointment with them to meet there when the time comes," explained Jem Brown.

Litt didn't ask any more questions, put away his wallet, got up and left the restaurant with Jem Brown.

On the way to see the house, Jem Brown originally wanted to take the opportunity to introduce the advantages of that apartment to Lite, but Lite was silent most of the time, so he never found a suitable opportunity to speak.

When the destination was about half an hour away, a sports news from the car radio finally opened a gap for this dull journey.

Looking at Lit, who was listening to the news with a focused expression, Jem Brown couldn't help asking: "Are you a Chicago Bulls fan?"

Lit turned his head and smiled at Jem Brown, "Strictly speaking, I'm just a Jordan fan."

Jem Brown held the steering wheel in his hand and looked ahead, only dividing a small part of his attention to the conversation.

"Then you're a little worried this season. The Bulls have worked very hard in the regular season this year, and Jordan is under a lot of pressure."

"Don't worry, the championship in the 96-97 season must be the Bulls."

Li Te did not focus all his attention on the conversation, so he accidentally let out a word.

Last year, Jordan led the Bulls to a record of 72 wins in the NBA regular season, and was invincible in the playoffs, winning the championship with 15 wins and 3 losses. The total score of the whole season turned into 87 wins and 13 losses, becoming the best record in the NBA ever.

However, in this year's regular season, the Bulls played poorly from the beginning. Although they continued to maintain a winning attitude, it was difficult to win several games, so many people began to doubt whether the Bulls could continue to maintain that invincible state this season.

Only Lite knew that the 1995-96 season was just the beginning. In the next two seasons, the Bulls will achieve the great achievement of "three consecutive championships" in one go, and then Jordan will announce his retirement for the second time.

Jem Brown ignored this and just asked casually: "Because of Jordan?"

"The Bulls won the championship, I shouldn't just have this idea this season, right? Maybe you think I said that because I'm a Jordan fan, but in fact, in addition to Jordan and the Bulls supporters, at least one person is very happy to see this result."

"who?"

"NBA President David Stern!"

The car stopped at a red light intersection, and Jem Brown turned his head in surprise and looked at Litt: "Are you serious?"

"Actually, you only need to see how much the NBA's ratings have increased after Jordan's comeback, and you will understand that Jordan's current value is not only on the court, but also outside the court. As long as Jordan can continue to win on the court, the commercial value of the entire NBA will be greatly improved, and this improvement is not only in the United States, but also in other countries and regions, such as China!"

"Oh?" Jem Brown showed an expression of interest on his face.

"In China, many people knew Jordan before he was in the NBA, and the fans there basically supported the Bulls!"

After the red light, the car started slowly, but Li Te's words were not finished yet.

"I know a Chinese student. He told me that his father didn't watch basketball at all, but he knew Jordan. From this, you can know how much influence Jordan has in China."

These words revealed a lot of useful information to Jem Brown, among which the NBA is second to each other. The most important thing is that Jem Brown thus determined the identity of Litt's Chinese.

This is very important to Jem Brown, which not only helps him avoid stupid and annoying questions like "Are you Chinese or Japanese" in the following conversation, but also makes the balance of information symmetry on both sides tilt towards him again.

Litt is Chinese, so he will definitely be interested in the houses in San Gabriel. The most important thing is that the other two tenants of the apartment are very interested in Chinese culture, which undoubtedly increases Jem Brown's confidence in convincing Litt to rent that apartment.

The two talked a few more about the NBA and Jordan, because Litt showed good insights on some deep-seated issues, and Jem Brown became more curious about Litt's current work.

"Strictly speaking, we should be considered fellow travelers!"

Although Litt tried to introduce his career in a calm tone, Jem Brown's reaction was not at all calm.

"What?" he screamed, his expression also became particularly serious. "Mr. Li Te, this joke is not funny at all!"

"You should listen to me first." Li Te curled his lips helplessly, "I am indeed an agent, but I am not a house."

Jem Brown's expression was stunned for a moment, and he immediately guessed the answer in his heart.

"So you are a celebrity agent?"

Li Te nodded.

A misunderstanding disappeared, and Jem Brown felt a little embarrassed, but he still had something to say.

"It's so good. The other two tenants in San Gabriel's apartment are also engaged in Hollywood-related work. I think there must be a lot of common topics between you!"
Chapter completed!