215: Li Qinghe's breathless praise

Li Qinghe picked up his phone and saw that it was Li Mingxing calling.

He answered it, and Li Mingxing's clear voice rang out from the receiver: "Brother Qinghe, do you have any other plans for tomorrow evening?"

"Not yet."

"Then my family has you booked for tomorrow evening! My parents said they want to thank you for saving me last night and want to invite you to our house for dinner."

"Thanks for the sentiment, but dinner isn't necessary."

"Brother Qinghe, you must agree! Otherwise, I'll feel bad and think about you every night. Wouldn't you get tired of me thinking about you every night?"

Good heavens, this was the first time Li Qinghe had encountered such a method of threat from Li Mingxing.

"Alright, since you've resorted to such a powerful tactic, I can only agree," Li Qinghe said, feigning a tone of reluctant compromise.

"Haha, okay Brother Qinghe, it's settled then. Come to my house for dinner at 6:30 tomorrow evening." Li Mingxing's voice on the other end of the phone carried a hint of excitement and thrill.

She was quite happy with how cooperative Li Qinghe was in playing along with her.

"Brother Qinghe, where are you and A-Qi going out tonight? A Xing can't drink now because of her injury, but I can..."

"Whether it's a bar or a KTV, I can accompany you the whole time."

Another clear voice rang out from the receiver; it was clearly Li Mingyue's voice.

From the sound of it, she intended to join them for their evening plans at a Pham Ngu Lao Street bar or KTV.

"A-Yue, would A Xing be happy if you left her behind like this?" Li Qinghe kindly reminded her.

"It's fine, Brother Qinghe. It depends on who you're with. She wouldn't be unhappy if she were with you."

Li Mingyue openly stated her intentions.

Li Qinghe noticed that the new generation of Chinese descendants growing up in Saigon had shed much of their politeness and reserve; they spoke their minds directly, without any ambiguity.

"Brother Qinghe, did you know? Those people you beat up last night made the Saigon news. It said that all eight of them lost sensation in their lower limbs and will have to spend the rest of their lives in wheelchairs."

"This secret is only known to our families, and no one else will be told."

Another clear voice came from the receiver. Judging by the tone, it should have been Li Mingxing.

"Brother Qinghe, going out with you to Pham Ngu Lao Street at night now feels incredibly safe," Li Mingyue added from the side.

"The overall public security in Saigon is quite good, isn't it?" Li Qinghe remarked, sharing his impression from the past two days.

"That's because many stories are suppressed and haven't been exposed, but generally, there won't be any trouble..."

The Li sisters chattered away, giving Li Qinghe a crash course.

Beneath the vibrant nightlife of Saigon, many illicit activities naturally arise, and whoever controls these things controls wealth.

However, from the Li sisters, he learned of another phenomenon: a significant portion of this wealth involved grassroots public security and government officials, but notably, no military personnel.

This was because the Vietnam military was considerably wealthier than other organizations.

They owned their own telecommunications companies, real estate companies, and even entertainment companies in Vietnam, allowing them to openly acquire vast amounts of wealth.

In a way, from another perspective, the Vietnam military was already an independent mini-kingdom within Vietnam.

Some powerful military commanders could even participate in and manipulate the appointment and removal of officials in local provincial governments.

However, these issues were for Vietnam's leaders to resolve, and Li Qinghe did not need to concern himself with such matters.

What he could confirm was that Li Mingyue would also be joining him and Zhang Meiqi for drinks and fun tonight.

And tomorrow evening, he would be a guest at Li Mingyue's home.

Li Qinghe wasn't exactly afraid of such arrangements, but he did find them a little strange.

All in all, it felt a bit like a prospective son-in-law making his first visit.

But he didn't need to ponder that question for now, because Zhang Meiqi and her colleagues had finished their morning's etiquette work.

Zhang Meiqi, having changed back into her shirt and jeans, skipped over to find Li Qinghe with her backpack.

While still working, Zhang Meiqi had already seen Li Qinghe sit down in the coffee shop across the street.

"Brother Qinghe, look at my abundant harvest today." Zhang Meiqi opened a small envelope to show Li Qinghe.

Her part-time job today started at 9 AM and lasted until 12 PM, a total of three hours.

At 300,000 vietnamese dong per hour, she should have received 900,000 vietnamese dong in compensation.

But now, the envelope contained two 500,000 vietnamese dong banknotes, indicating that the client was very satisfied with their performance that morning and had given an extra 100,000 vietnamese dong.

That was an extra amount of less than 30 dragon country currency.

However, this unexpected bonus put Zhang Meiqi in a very good mood, but there was something else that made her even happier.

"Drinking iced coffee in this hot weather is so refreshing. Thank you, Brother Qinghe."

Li Qinghe had noticed it was almost noon and had ordered an extra coconut milk iced coffee for Zhang Meiqi.

The two sat in the coffee shop for a while longer, allowing Zhang Meiqi's body, tired from three hours of hard work, to gradually recover in the cool air conditioning.

After finishing her coconut milk coffee, Zhang Meiqi wanted to take Li Qinghe to lunch.

But before going to eat, Zhang Meiqi mysteriously asked Li Qinghe to wait for her by the roadside for a moment.

She went to the coffee shop's restroom.

A moment later, Li Qinghe heard Zhang Meiqi's sweet voice calling him.

He turned his head and his eyes lit up again.

This girl's different outfits always showcased different kinds of beauty.

Zhang Meiqi, in front of him, was wearing a beige JK pleated skirt set, with her two straight, slender legs exposed, quite dazzling as she walked.

Zhang Meiqi

"Brother Qinghe, do you like this outfit?"

Zhang Meiqi stood smiling in front of Li Qinghe, hands behind her back, waiting for his compliment.

"A-Qi, this outfit of yours is simply not meant for humans."

Li Qinghe's first sentence stunned Zhang Meiqi, leaving her utterly flabbergasted. She looked at her outfit suspiciously, then looked up at Li Qinghe.

Even she herself thought this skirt set was very beautiful, so for Li Qinghe to say such a thing...

It left the cheerful and generous Zhang Meiqi at a loss for how to respond to him, only staring blankly at Li Qinghe with her mouth slightly agape.

"Only a fairy could wear it so beautifully."

Li Qinghe took a deep breath and added the latter part of the sentence, causing Zhang Meiqi's face to instantly clear from cloudy to sunny, even showing a hint of playful indignation.

"Brother Qinghe, you almost scared me to death! I thought there was something about my outfit you weren't happy with."

"You don't compliment people like that."

Zhang Meiqi pouted and swayed back and forth in front of Li Qinghe.

"A-Qi is beautiful, so whatever she wears, she looks outstanding, like a clothes hanger."

Li Qinghe gave another thumbs up.

This girl liked to hear compliments, so why not say a few more? It wouldn't cost him anything. Besides, even if it did cost him, he could afford it.

"I mainly wanted to go shopping with you today, and also go drinking and singing. I want others to see you and envy you."

Zhang Meiqi's smile was as hard to suppress as an AK's recoil.

"Brother Qinghe, you've been in Vietnam for so long, you should have tried most Vietnamese food. Today, I'm taking you to an American restaurant."

"Although it's not a Michelin restaurant, the ambiance is very unique, and the food is excellent."

A content Zhang Meiqi took Li Qinghe to ride a motorcycle, heading towards their lunch destination for the day.