The American Scripture

　　 To no avail, Sarah’s investigation was blocked because of confidentiality. The computer clearly shows: Confidential files require a higher level of authorization.

　　 "Damn it!" Sarah cursed, how much she hopes to restart the case, but there will always be more or less resistance that makes her clueless.

This very ordinary matter actually involved government secrets, which was obviously beyond Zhen Fan’s expectations, but he had decided not to intervene in this matter a long time ago, so he did not care too much, but comforted Sarah. : "This might be a good thing, God knows what those big shots think!"

　　 "Yes, boss!"

　　 In order to repay Zhen Fan, Ren actively cooperated this time!

"Shut up, Ren!" Sarah gave Ren an annoyed look, then looked at Zhen Fan, "Perhaps a good thing? You and I both know what happened there, and the dangers of that place. Why is there such a stupid decision made?"

　　 "Maybe they don't know the government department!"

　　 Zhen Fan shrugged, no matter who made the decision, it was right not to mix.

　　 "That's right, maybe the government department doesn't know it!" Rehn echoed. He didn't know anything, so he dared to interject. This is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

　　 "Shut up, if you don't shut up again, I will use duct tape to help you!"

　　 Sarah was irritated.

"Okay, boss, listen to you!" Ren raised his hand, and then sat at the desk solemnly, but when Sarah turned his head away from him, he immediately squeezed his eyes at Zhen Fan. The meaning is obvious: man, I can only help you so much.

　　 "Government department? Which department do you mean? City government? Or FBI? Or Pentagon?" Sarah sprayed extremely uncomfortably, "It's all a bunch of bastards!"

　　 Zhen Fan quickly stepped aside, smiling at Sarah. This look made Sarah upset.

　　 "Also including you!"

　　 Sarah’s supplementary sentence clearly caused Zhen Fan to suffer unreasonable disaster. He spread his hand and said helplessly: "Sarah, today... I just came to give you a little thing..."

　　 Sarah was taken aback, and then I remembered that Zhen Fan was no longer a CBI consultant. When this guy appeared in front of her, she couldn't help but regard him as one of them.

　　 "Well, I know, I'm sorry, Zhen!"

　　 At last she was a little sane, Sarah sighed.

　　 "If nothing happens, I will leave first." Zhen Fan pointed out the door, tentatively facing Sarah.

　　 "Okay, I'll contact you again!" Sarah nodded and watched Zhen Fan turn to leave. She couldn't help but stop him again, "Wait, Zhen."

　　 "What?" Zhen Fan stopped and looked back.

　　 Sarah hesitated for a while, and shook her head: "Forget it, you can't help me with this matter, **** it, I'm so overwhelmed by these messy lives!"

　　 "Boyfriend's matter? I heard two want to date you!"

　　 Zhen Fan said with a smile.

　　 "Oh, **** it, Ren!"

　　 Sarah immediately understood what was going on. Without guessing, she shot her eyes like a knife at Renn who was working at the desk.

　　 "Boss, listen to me..."

　　 "Damn it, I knew it was you..." Sarah patted her forehead, then glared at Zhen Fan, "What are you going to stay here waiting for?"

　　 "I will go now!"

Zhen Fan immediately raised his foot and left. Before leaving, he winked at Renn, making Renn very depressed, and Sarah’s voice came in his ear: "Ren, take care of your own business, if you are still someone else before……"

　　 I don’t know what happened to Zhen Fan, but Renn will definitely be upset. Zhen Fan was in a happy mood, and even whistled when she passed a female police officer. The policewoman turned her head back in surprise and joy.

　　 Zhen Fan likes to look at Sarah's tough side. To be honest, sometimes this is more charming than those women who behave very tenderly. How to say it, this is called the desire to conquer.

　　 Thinking about the two guys who wanted to date Sarah, Zhen Fan prayed in her heart. Thinking about the closed-doors they are about to eat, Zhen Fan feels refreshed.

　　 As for why Bettel Lake is still involved in government secrets, Zhen Fan did not think about it because he did not want to cause trouble. In the United States, he just wants to live a solid life. After all, the sense of belonging here is not strong.

　　 Two days later, Zhen Fan was about to pick up sister An at the airport. Sister An's plane is around ten o'clock in the evening. Obviously the flight schedule she took was not very good. In this case, jet lag would be more difficult.

　　 Zhen Fan stood at the airport early, holding a sign in his hand with two large Chinese characters-Sister An. It is very easy to stand out in many English.

　　 The passengers filed out, and then they saw a slim woman in flaming red clothes suddenly screamed and ran towards Zhen Fan while holding a big box.

　　 In this way, many people's eyes are projected on these two people.

　　 "Fanfan, Fanfan——" Sister An put the box aside and suddenly hugged Zhen Fan.

　　 The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, and Zhen Fan is a little worried, and quickly patted Sister An on the back: "It's all watching, Sister An, should we find a hotel to stay in?"

　　 "You kid is holding back some bad water!"

　　 Sister An looked at Zhen Fan suspiciously.

Zhen Fan quickly straightened his face and looked righteous: "Sister An, don't you know who I am? If Sister An is not at ease, we will open two rooms without saving money for me. Anyhow, I do now. It can be regarded as a relatively wealthy self-employed in the United States."

　　 "The self-employed in the United States?" Sister An smiled with a "pounce", "Do you really dare to say new words, self-employed in the United States? Isn't it just a small clinic, let's make you bleak!"

"Don't underestimate it. Although they are self-employed, Americans are stupid and make a lot of money. You see, I have less than ten days of business, and I have a net income of five or six thousand dollars. If it is a month, that would be 15 thousand. Thousand dollars, how much does it cost to change into RMB? One hundred thousand, how much a year? I can become a millionaire."

　　 Zhen Fan said as she helped Sister An carry the box and walked outside the airport.

　　 "Well, then kill you once, no, you have to kill you often, and the local tyrants to divide the fields, it is only natural, I will not be polite to you, when you get to the hotel, you will open two rooms!"

　　 Sister An smiled happily, she couldn't help but smile as she looked at the bitter look on Zhen Fan's face.

　　 Zhen Fan casually hired a taxi and galloped towards downtown Los Angeles. Soon I stayed in a four-star hotel.

　　 "Two rooms!" Zhen Fan said to the waiter in the lobby.

　　 "One room is enough!"

　　 Sister An appeared again sturdily at a critical moment, showing domineering.

　　 The waiter looked at Zhen Fan with an ambiguous attitude, and then at Sister An.

"She won!" Zhen Fan shrugged at the waitress, and blinked at her, making the waiter want to laugh and had to hold back. He covered his mouth with his hand, and waited for Zhen Fan two. After he left, he lowered his head and smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

　　 Sister An opened the door and it was a single room with only one big bed. This arrangement is a bit ambiguous. Sister An threw the box and fell on the bed in a few steps, and then sighed: "I'm too tired, I just want to get a good night's sleep!"

　　 "Don't, let's eat first, I'll take you to eat authentic American veal steak, of course, I can't guarantee the taste to your taste." Zhen Fan went to pull sister's hand.

　　 Sister An was pulled up by Zhen Fan, sat on the bed, smiled and shook her head: "No, it's too much trouble, it's better to call room service!"

"also!"

　　 Zhen Fan nodded, then found the hotel service number and called. Not long after, a waiter pushed the dining car over and brought them orders.

　　 "This is yours, thank you!"

　　 Zhen Fan took out thirty dollars and stuffed it.

　　 "Thank you, sir!" The waiter politely bid farewell and left the dining car inside.

Sister An walked over and watched Zhen Fan arrange the food, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand, pinched a piece of beef into her mouth, chewed it, and nodded: "It's not bad, it's about the same as domestic ones! I thought it tasted Can be upgraded to a level."

　　"Some authentic American western restaurants in China, some of which are beef imported directly from the United States, of course the taste is almost the same. Have a drink?"

　　 Zhen Fan said as he brought out a bottle of red wine from the dining car, and then took out two glasses.

　　 Sister An looked at Zhen Fan, and then pointed with her finger: "You are too bad, you are a bad boy. Will you do whatever you want when I get drunk?"

　　"Really not. Didn't Sister An just experience a long-distance flight? If you don't take a good rest now, then the jet lag won't come, how can you put yourself in the training in a good state?"

　　 Zhen Fan quickly explained.

　　 Sister An smiled happily and nodded: "If you have a conscience, you can drink some red wine. If you add your massage, it will definitely be better!"

　　 It turns out that Sister An still has the thought of looking forward to the future!

"no problem!"

　　 Zhen Fan promised to give a massage to a beautiful woman, and he had to enjoy it. It is a kind of enjoyment to think about the jade-like skin on the hand.

　　 "For the sake of sister An's trip to the United States, everything went well, I did it!"

　　 Zhen Fan raised his wine glass~www.NovelMTL.com~ The two glasses touched each other and made a crisp sound.

　　 Sister An’s drinking gesture is very elegant, holding her small hand lightly, and then raising her slender white neck, the red wine slowly flows into her ruddy and rich lips.

　　 One dinner, both of them were half full. According to the Taoist regimen, Zhen Fan would not let Sister An eat much, not to mention that her belly was not large.

　　 "I'm going to take a bath, it seems to be asleep!" Sister An was drunk, her white and tender face was ruddy, and Zhen Fan wondered if she could get the water out with a pinch.

　　 "Well, you go!" Zhen Fan brought a glass of red wine and sat on the sofa of the suite.

　　 Sister An took out the clothes to be changed from the box and walked into the bathroom. It's just that the bathroom and the suite are next to each other, and the glass is translucent, you can see the shadows of the people inside.

　　 "Bad guy, turn your head, don't look at this place!" Sister An walked into the bathroom, closed it, and let out a sigh of relief.

　　 "Okay! I promise, I won't peek!"

　　 Zhen Fan quickly raised his hand.

At this time, there was the sound of water inside, pattering, and it made people feel a little bit contemplative, Zhen Fan quickly breathed out, and then calmed his heart, turned and walked to the bedroom, sat on the bed, and opened it boredly. TV.

"I ve done washing!"

　　 After a while, I suddenly heard Sister An’s voice. Looking up, there was no fragrant scene. Sister An was already wrapped in her pajamas, and only the faint white skin could be seen from the neckline.