Conquer America, from Boxing Champion to Hollywood Mogul

"Link! Link! Wake up!"

Link opened his eyes and took off the Playboy magazine that was covering his face. The bright sunshine of Miami shone directly on his handsome face, causing him to squint his eyes.

Fat James next to him was wearing a large beach T-shirt and a Heat cap tilted on his head, looking at the sea in the distance with a heavy heart.

"What happened?"

Link stretched, took out a bottle of mineral water from the ice bucket, and drank half of it in one breath.

"It's the girl named Taylor. She's been in the water for almost two hours and hasn't come out. She didn't bring an air pump with her. I'm worried something might happen to her."

Fatty James said, pointing to the sea in the distance.

This is Baker's diving equipment rental shop in the middle of Palm Bay Golden Beach, Miami, Florida. Link is the manager of the store and Fat James is his partner.

"She was gone for two hours? How did you know?"

Link asked, looking at the fat man in confusion.

This is a public beach with clear water, not much wind and waves, and large coral reefs near the coast, which is very suitable for diving. Therefore, many tourists come here every day to rent diving equipment.

During peak season, Baker's shop can rent out more than ten units a day. Now it is May, the peak season for beach vacations, and today the shop rented out six units in the morning.

With so many tourists going into the water, it is difficult to remember the time when each person went into the water.

Fatty James blushed when he was looked at by him.

He adjusted the brim of his hat and stammered, "I, I saw it. Okay, I'll be honest. She is very beautiful, with golden hair and a great figure. She looks like a model. I noticed her when she came into the store."

Link chuckled. It turned out that he was in heat. He yawned, lay down again and said, "Don't worry. Tall people have good diving skills. Nothing will happen."

"Go and have a look. If someone gets into an accident nearby, our business will be affected. For the sake of the American dollars, go and have a look."

Fatty James shook his shoulders, and his pitiful eyes made Link feel helpless. You let me run for love? You are such a dog.

But considering the business of the store, he took some diving equipment from the store and took a speedboat to search the nearby shallow waters.

The water depth near the public beach is less than 60 meters, the current is gentle, and the water quality is clear, which is more suitable for diving adventures. Most tourists who come to Miami to play in the water will choose this area, except for some people who like adventure.

Link drove the speedboat in a circle within 1-2 nautical miles of the coast, observing the movements around him. Eight hundred meters from the coast, he found a red headband with a golden-brown hair wrapped around it.

Link looked around but didn't see any floating corpses or living people, so he couldn't tell where the girl was.

He could only go into the sea to take a look.

He is a time traveler. After traveling through time, his physical strength, endurance, speed and reaction ability are much better than before. When diving in shallow waters, he can swim very fast with only a few simple diving equipment.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the surface temperature of the sea water is above 20℃, and it is very comfortable to soak in the water.

Link dived ten meters below the sea surface and could see the coral reefs on the seabed through the light blue water. Groups of colorful ribbon fish, knife fish and white-scale fish were swimming among the corals.

The underwater world is novel and magnificent, which can inspire people's desire to explore, but the seabed also hides many dangers. Many coral reefs with thorny barbs, poisonous jellyfish, and fire corals that can sting people are all natural enemies of divers and are also places where accidents are prone to occur.

Link circled around several dangerous areas and saw no bloodstains, nor was anyone trapped in the coral reefs. The waters were calm, so James' worries were unnecessary.

When we came out of the water, a young man wearing a Baker diving suit leaned against the speedboat and said with a smile, "Hey, Mr. Baker, do you want to dive too?"

"No, I'm here to find someone, a tall girl with blond hair, she's also wearing a Baker wetsuit, did you see her?"

"I met one half an hour ago. She seems to be going over there. She swims very fast."

The customer pointed to a small island two or three miles away and said.

"Got it, thank you!"

After bidding farewell to his customers, Link drove the speedboat towards the island.

The island is not big, more than ten meters above the water surface, and no more than five hundred meters at its widest point. It is shaped like a mango, with black rock walls and many short plants. Sometimes the island will be completely submerged during high tide.

Link drove the speedboat around the island and saw a tall girl on a flat black rock on the east side.

The girl had wet hair and her diving suit was taken off and placed on the reef. She was only wearing a spotted bikini.

She was nearly 180 cm tall, with fair and clean skin. She had the slenderness of a young girl, as well as the vitality and sexiness of an adolescent girl. She was a budding girl and there were indeed many things to see.

The girl was sitting on a rock, her left calf bleeding. She seemed ready to take off her bra to bandage the wound, but when she heard the sound of the speedboat engine, she put it back on.

"Hey, need some help?"

"Yes sir, I cut my calf with a rock and I need treatment."

The girl responded loudly.

Link drove the speedboat slowly towards the island, stopped beside a reef, and called the girls on board.

When the girl came closer, he found that she looked familiar, like the famous star Taylor Swift, with blue fox eyes and a few brown freckles next to her straight nose, which made her look very young.

Thinking about the fat guy James calling her Taylor, and thinking about the recent beach music festival held in Miami, there is a high possibility that the other person is Taylor Swift.

But now it is 2008, Taylor Swift has only been in the industry for two years, and is a country music singer with little fame in the pop music industry, so Link can pretend not to know her.

"How did you get hurt?"

"What bad luck. I just scraped against the coral reef and got a cut on my calf."

The girl hugged her fair and slender calf and complained while looking at the three-centimeter-long wound that was bleeding.

"Your wetsuit is not strong enough for diving in areas with dense coral reefs."

Link glanced at the diving suit next to the girl, it had a nylon outer layer, which was close fitting, but of lower quality than lycra and cheaper to rent.

"I understand. When I rented the diving suit, the fat clerk told me that it was strong enough to cope with the conditions in the nearby waters. It turned out that it was not strong at all. I am going to give him trouble."

"It's time to trouble him."

Link smiled softly and mourned the fat man for two seconds.

The speedboat stopped at the public dock, and Fatty James ran over panting and asked enthusiastically, "Miss Taylor, how did you get hurt?"

"You told me this diving suit was very strong, but it broke when I just touched the coral reef and injured my calf. How are you going to compensate me?"

The girl crossed her arms over her chest and asked as she looked at the fat man with a flushed face.

Fatty James was sweating profusely and explained with gestures: "We only have four diving suits suitable for your body type in our store. Three of them have been rented out, leaving only this one."

"Then you should tell me honestly. I can go to other shops to rent. You are not the only diving shop here. Because of your deception, I can't attend tomorrow's rehearsal. The impact is very bad. How should you compensate me?"

The girl asked angrily.

"I, I"

The fat man took two steps back in fear. When he saw Link coming up with the diving equipment, he ran behind Link as if he had seen a savior and shouted, "He is the boss. You should ask him for compensation."

"Are you the boss?"

Taylor turned his head in surprise and looked at the tall, handsome but quiet boy.

"Yes, my name is Link Baker, the owner of Baker's Dive Shop, how about we go in and talk?"

Link chuckled.

Taylor was dazzled by his bright smile and handsome face, and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you helped me."

"You're welcome. There's a medicine box in the store. I'll disinfect and bandage you first. The wound isn't deep and will heal in three or four days."

Link pointed to her calf.

"Okay, thank you."

Taylor held his arm, stepped on the soft white sand, and limped into Baker's Dive Shop.

(End of this chapter)