After leaving the park, Lin Li had no mood to keep wandering around. He hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Department of Motor Vehicles.
The taxi driver was Black and warmly welcomed Lin Li to the city. He was extremely talkative, assuming Lin Li was an immigrant from China. He reminded him about all sorts of things to watch out for, where to find good food, beautiful scenery, historical sites, and more. He even solemnly warned him never to visit certain areas, where gangs fought over territory, and not to go out after certain hours at night.
Lin Li was surprised to hear about Jeters on Jeep Yuedun Street. When Lin Li curiously asked about him, the Black cabdriver gave a rough description. Jeters was a bastard, a scumbag. A month ago, he had fought someone on Jeep Yuedun Street, seized the street, and driven the cabdriver out. As a result, the cabdriver's business had been much worse lately, forcing him to come out and make a little money.
When they reached the destination, the cabdriver gave Lin Li a business card and quietly told him that if he needed a taxi, marijuana, human smuggling, contraband, gambling, sex, weapons, or anything else illegal and underground, he could come to him. He could make introductions, and his referral fees were cheap.
So he was a pimp. Lin Li accepted the business card with utter speechlessness.
Lin Li signed up for a motorcycle license at the Department of Motor Vehicles and paid twenty dollars. The clerk gave him a book on motorcycle traffic safety rules. Once he had memorized it, he could return in a week for the written test. If he passed, then a week later he could bring his own motorcycle for the road test. That would be