Conquer America, Start with a Boxing Champion

The seafood restaurant Taylor mentioned is not close to the stadium, more than three kilometers away. Diagonally across from the Hilton Hotel in West Palm Beach, there is a lobster restaurant called Joyce Brothers. The store is luxuriously decorated and has a high-end style.

The restaurant specializes in lobster and stone crab, sourced from the Atlantic Ocean and Gulf of Mexico right outside its door.

At the Palm Beach Seafood Market, large lobsters only cost more than ten dollars per pound. In this restaurant, a stone crab lobster soup costs $180, a cheese baked lobster costs $125, and a portion of jasmine marinated oysters costs $35.

However, the taste is indeed very good. It not only retains the fresh taste of the raw materials, but also perfectly blends the aroma of the ingredients, making the taste richer and layered.

Listening to the violin playing in the restaurant and having a glass of Fiano white wine, spending a few hundred dollars more feels like a very good deal.

Link had been practicing boxing all day and his stomach was empty. When the lobsters were served, he turned on the gluttonous mode and kept stuffing things into his mouth. Taylor, who was opposite him, was talking while eating and was not as interested in the food on the table as he was.

"Link, among the female singers, whose song do you like to listen to the most?"

Tyler asked, holding his cheeks.

Link stopped his fork and thought for a moment, "Whitney Houston, Shania Twain, Alison Krauss, oh, and yours, your songs are all good."

"Humph, are you adding me here just to be polite? I can tell."

Taylor pursed her upper lip slightly, not satisfied with his answer.

Link shook his head and chuckled: "No, I said it in order of debut. Your songs are great. I believe you will be as good as them in the future."

"Thanks!"

Taylor smiled happily, "How is your boxing practice?"

"It's not bad. I'm undergoing intensive training. After a while, I'm going to compete in amateur competitions and enter professional boxing next year. The coach said that my skills are pretty good and I have a chance to compete for the gold belt."

"So good? When you compete in the future, I will go to the scene to cheer you on."

Taylor shook her fist and smiled.

Link bumped his fist with her.

After dinner, Link took Taylor on his motorcycle and wandered slowly down the street. When he encountered a pleasant scenery, he stopped to take a look.

The two of them were holding hands and side by side, giving him the illusion that they were in love, but unfortunately Taylor never had the intention to go to the hotel, and it was hard for him to take the initiative to bring it up.

It was past eight o'clock when Taylor's cell phone rang for the fourth time. It was Mrs. Andrea's call. She told Taylor that Miami was not safe at night and that he had to go back early, her voice a little serious.

Link could only take Taylor to the Hyatt Place Hotel on his motorcycle.

As soon as they arrived at the hotel door, Mrs. Andrea hurriedly came out of the lobby, just nodded to Link, and pulled Taylor into the hotel.

Link waved to Taylor and left on his scooter.

"Mom, Link is my friend, you shouldn't treat him like that."

Taylor threw down his hat and said angrily.

"Tyler, I know that's wrong. I'm just worried about you. You and Link have only known each other for a few days and you don't know him well. I don't recommend that you get too close to him."

Lady Andrea picked up her hat and followed it into the elevator.

"Mom, you want to interfere in my private life? I am nineteen years old and an adult."

Taylor pursed her lips and said stubbornly.

Mrs. Andrea shook her head and smiled: "Taylor, I didn't want to interfere in your private life. I just put forward some suggestions for you from an adult's perspective. You are a singer and an idol star. You are just here in Miami." Go to a music festival and leave in a few days.

Link is an ordinary person who has lived by the sea all his life. If you like him, you should stay away from him, don't get too close to him, and give him some unrealistic fantasies.

If you don't like him and just chat with him and want to find creative inspiration from him, then just pretend I didn't say anything. "

The elevator slowly rose. Taylor thought about it seriously and felt that he still liked Link very much. First of all, he was very handsome and cool. His body was full of muscles and very strong. He looked like a mysterious agent in a Hollywood movie. It would be easy to date him. interesting.

Mrs. Andrea glanced at her, stroked her back and said softly: "Taylor, there is one thing you must understand. We live in Nashville and will go back after the music festival. You are not dating him at all." It’s appropriate. My suggestion is to keep a distance and be ordinary friends. If you want to find a boyfriend, you can find him in the music industry, where you will have more common topics.”

"Mom, I know, I know what to do."

Taylor waved his hand and walked into the room.

Mrs. Andrea looked at her daughter's back and shook her head.

She didn't think anything good would come out of Tyler and the diver.

Although Taylor is serious and has a little crush on Link, Taylor is a smart child and she will soon understand and devote more attention to music. After all, music is her life, not Link.

Back at Baker's Dive Shop, there is light shining behind the glass display.

"Why did you come back? Were you on a date?"

James asked, holding up his dripping hands.

Link looked at several newly cleaned diving suits and smiled: "It seems that business is pretty good today."

"It could have been better. Two guests needed divers, but you weren't here."

James glanced at him resentfully, suddenly sniffed, put down the nozzle, and rushed towards him.

"What smells so good?"

Link put the restaurant packaging box on the counter. He was originally packing tomorrow's breakfast for himself, but there was a greedy fat man here, and he needed to re-plan tomorrow's meal.

"The packaging box from Joyce's Restaurant? Did you go to West Palm Beach? I heard that the restaurant was very expensive. How could you be willing to eat something like this?"

James said, opening the packaging box with both hands neatly, and while the lobster in the box was still hot, he picked it up and ate it. While eating, he praised how delicious it was, and finally ate all the soup and water.

Link shook his head. The more this guy eats, the fatter he gets. The fatter he eats, the more he eats. Sooner or later, he will become a ball.

After James finished eating, he sat on the sofa, touched his big belly, and said with satisfaction: "If I had known that I wouldn't eat Daniel's discounted hot dogs in the afternoon, who did you eat with in the afternoon, Taylor? How much did it cost?"

"More than eight hundred."

Link said as he used the nozzle to wash away the salt stains on his diving suit.

"More than eight hundred? Are you crazy and can't live longer?"

James wanted to sit up straight, so full that he held the sides of the sofa and stood up like a pregnant woman.

"Is eight hundred a lot? Do you know how much a boxing match with Roy Jones Jr. costs? At least two million, if you don't fight for less than two million, Mayweather will earn more. I will earn more in the future, so there is no need to worry about this. Point money."

Link said confidently.

"whispering sound!"

James rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand to wash his hands under the nozzle, and said, "I would also say this. Do you know how much Tom Cruise and Tom Hanks are paid? At least 15 million. In the future, my salary will be higher than theirs." .

But we all know this is just a joke, Link. Just because you beat a few lame boxers in a bar, that doesn't mean you can beat a professional boxer. That's impossible. We need to recognize the reality. "

James wiped his hands with a towel, "Just like you and Taylor, she is a star and you are an ordinary person. There is a big difference in lifestyle. If you eat with her, it costs 800 dollars a meal. If you eat a few more meals with her, you should go to the street." Wandered.

Link, listen to me, let's open the store with peace of mind and slowly make money. Don't do anything else, it's useless. "

James paused and leaned his fat face over to look at him, "Are you listening to me?"

"you can go now."

Link pointed the nozzle at his face, and James poured water all over his face. He glanced at him resentfully, wiped his face with a towel, picked up the car keys and garbage bag, and left.

Link cleaned several sets of diving equipment, dried them, disinfected them, and took a hot bath.

When he went to bed at around nine o'clock, Taylor sent two messages. The first one said that he had to rehearse all day tomorrow and could not come over to teach him how to practice guitar. The second one said good night.

Link also replied with two words, saying that he would go buy a guitar tomorrow, and also said good night to Taylor.

The next day Link continued to get up early to run with weights and practice boxing. His life was simple, calm, but also peaceful.

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