Chapter 66 Sister An Is Here

Nothing came of it, and Sarah's investigation was blocked because of its confidentiality. Clearly displayed on the computer: Confidential files, a higher level of authorization is required.

"Damn!" Sarah cursed, how much she wanted to reopen the case, but she always encountered more or less resistance and made her clueless.

This very common matter actually involved government secrets, which was obviously beyond Zhen Fan's expectations, but he had already decided not to intervene in this matter, so he didn't care too much, and instead comforted Sarah : "This may 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 glared at Ren angrily, then looked at Zhen Fan, "Maybe it's a good thing? You and I both know what happened there and the danger of that place. Why would such a stupid decision be made?"

"Maybe the government departments don't know about it!"

Zhen Fan shrugged, whoever made the decision, just don't get involved.

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

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

Sarah was annoyed.

"Okay, boss, I'll listen to you!" Ren raised his hand, and then sat at the desk solemnly, but when Sarah turned her head away from him, he immediately winked at Zhen Fan, The implication is obvious: man, there's only so much I can do for you.

"Government department? Which department are you talking about? City government? Or the FBI? Or the Pentagon?" Sarah spat in extreme displeasure, "They're all a bunch of bastards!"

Zhen Fan hastily backed away and looked at Sarah with a smile. This made Sarah unhappy.

"Including you!"

Sarah's added sentence obviously caused Zhen Fan to suffer an unreasonable disaster. He spread his hands and said helplessly, "Sarah, today... I just came to give you a small thing..."

Sarah was taken aback for a moment, and then 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 a member of this place.

"Okay, I know, I'm sorry, Zhen!"

At last she was a little more sensible, Sarah sighed.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Zhen Fan pointed to the door, testing Sarah.

"Okay, I'll contact you later!" Sarah nodded, seeing Zhen Fan turning to leave, she couldn't help calling him again, "Wait, Zhen."

"What?" Zhen Fan stopped and looked back.

Sarah hesitated for a while, but still shook her head: "Forget it, you can't help me with this matter. Damn it, I've been devastated by this messy life!"

"Boyfriend thing? I heard that there are two who want to date you!"

Zhen Fan said with a smile.

"Oh, damn it, Ryan!"

As soon as Sarah heard it, she immediately understood what was going on. No need to guess, she shot her eyes like a knife at Ren, who was pretending to be working at his desk.

"Boss, listen to me..."

"damn it,

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

"I'll go right away!"

Zhen Fan walked away immediately, and winked at Ren before leaving, which made Ren very depressed, and Sarah's voice came from next to his ear: "Ren, mind your own business, if you are still in someone else's before……"

Zhen Fan doesn't know what will happen next, but Ren will definitely have a hard time. Zhen Fan was in a very happy mood, and even whistled when he passed by a female police officer. I got a surprised and delighted look back from the female police officer.

Zhen Fan likes to look at Sarah's tough side. To be honest, sometimes she is more attractive than those women who are very gentle. How to put it, this is called the desire to conquer.

Thinking about those two guys who wanted to date Sarah, Zhen Fan prayed in his heart. Thinking about the closed door they were about to receive, Zhen Fan felt refreshed from the bottom of his heart.

As for why Bettel Lake is still involved in government secrets, Zhen Fan didn't think about it, because he didn't want to cause trouble, and he just wanted to live a down-to-earth life in the United States, after all, the sense of belonging here is not strong.

Two days later, Zhen Fan was going to pick up Sister An at the airport. Sister An's plane is around ten o'clock in the evening. Apparently she was on a bad flight, which would make it harder to get jet-lagged.

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

Passengers filed out, and saw a slim woman in a fiery red dress suddenly screamed, and ran towards Zhen Fan with a big suitcase.

As a result, many people's eyes are projected on these two people.

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

With soft jade in his arms, Zhen Fan was a little distracted, and quickly patted Sister An on the back: "I'm watching, Sister An, why don't we find a hotel to stay in first?"

"You kid is holding back some bad water!"

Sister An looked at Zhen Fan suspiciously.

Zhen Fan quickly straightened his face, appearing righteous: "Sister An, you don't know who I am? If Sister An is worried, we can open two rooms for me, so I don't need to save money. It can be regarded as a relatively wealthy self-employed person in the United States."

"Self-employed in the United States?" Sister An laughed with a "puchi", "You really dare to say new words, self-employed in the United States? Isn't it just a small clinic, look at you!"

"Don't underestimate it. Although it is a self-employed person, Americans have a lot of money and make a lot of money. You see, my net income is five to six thousand dollars in less than ten days since I opened it. If it is a month, it will be fifteen thousand. Thousands of dollars, how much is converted into RMB? Hundreds of thousands, how much a year? I can become a millionaire.”

As Zhen Fan spoke, he helped Sister An carry the suitcase and walked towards the outside of the airport.

"Okay, then I'll kill you once, no, I'll kill you often, and divide the land with local tyrants. It's only natural, and I won't be polite to you. When you arrive at the hotel, you will have two rooms!"

Sister An giggled, seeing the bitterness on Zhen Fan's face, she couldn't help but smiled complacently.

Zhen Fan hails a taxi casually and speeds towards downtown Los Angeles along the way. After a while, I stayed in a four-star hotel.

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

"One room is enough!"

At the critical moment, Sister An appeared fiercely, showing arrogance.

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 but had to hold back, covered his mouth with his hand, and waited for Zhen Fan After leaving, he bowed his head and laughed so that his shoulders shrugged.

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

"No, let's eat first. I'll take you to eat authentic American veal steak. Of course, I can't guarantee that the taste will suit your taste." Zhen Fan went to grab Sister An's hand.

Sister An was pulled up by Zhen Fan, sat on the bed, smiled and shook her head: "No, it's too troublesome, why don't you call room service!"

"also!"

Zhen Fan nodded, then found the hotel service number and called. Not long after, a waiter came over with a dining cart and brought their order.

"This is yours, thank you!"

Zhen Fan took out thirty dollars and stuffed it.

"Thank you, sir!" The waiter said goodbye politely, leaving the dining car inside.

Sister An walked over, watched Zhen Fan arrange the food, couldn't help stretching out her hand, squeezed a piece of steak into her mouth, chewed it, and then nodded: "It's not bad, it's about the same as domestic ones! I thought the taste Take it up a notch.”

"Some of the authentic American western restaurants in China are beef imported directly from the United States. Of course, the taste is similar. Would you like a drink?"

As Zhen Fan spoke, 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 her fingers: "You are too bad, so you are a bad boy, do you want to do whatever you want when I get drunk?"

"That's not true. Didn't Sister An just go through a long-distance flight? If you don't take a good rest now, then the jet lag won't be there. How can you devote yourself to training in a good state?"

Zhen Fan quickly explained.

Sister An smiled happily, and nodded: "You have a conscience, it's no problem to drink some red wine. If you add your massage, it will definitely be better!"

It turns out that Sister An still has the desire to look forward to Shu!

"no problem!"

Zhen Fan wholeheartedly agreed that he would enjoy the beauty massage, thinking about the jade-like fat skin that he touched, it was a kind of enjoyment.

"For Sister An's trip to the United States to go smoothly, I've done it!"

Zhen Fan raised his wine glass, and the two glasses made a crisp sound of "ding" when they collided.

Sister An's drinking posture was very elegant, she lifted her small hands lightly, and then raised her slender and fair neck, and the red wine slowly flowed into her ruddy and plump lips.

For one dinner, both of them were half full. According to the Taoist health regimen, Zhen Fan would not let Sister An eat much, not to mention her small stomach.

"I'm going to take a bath, I seem to be asleep!" Sister An was drunk, her white and tender face was flushed, and Zhen Fan wondered if the water would come out with just a pinch.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhen Fan took a glass of red wine and sat on the sofa in the suite.

Sister An took out the clothes to be changed from the box, and then walked into the bathroom. It's just that the bathroom is next to the suite, and the glass is all translucent, so you can vaguely see the shadow of the people inside.

"Bad guy, turn your head away, don't look here!" Sister An walked into the bathroom, closed it, and let out a coquettish sound from inside.

"Okay! I promise, I won't peek!"

Zhen Fan quickly raised his hand.

At this time, the sound of water came from inside, and it was drizzling, which made people feel a little distracted. Zhen Fan quickly breathed out, and then he calmed down, turned around and walked to the bedroom, sat by the bed, and opened the television.

"I ve done washing!"

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