Dozo America

"Yes, just live a comfortable life!" Zhen Fan nodded, "I used to think about opening a clinic in Temecula, Los Angeles, but I didn't expect... I ended up like this. It's a gain and a loss.

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More than two hours passed while we were chatting. Zhen Fan wanted to settle the bill first, but Ma Zhanshan wanted to pay. When they were about to argue, a Korean couple came over, bowed to Zhen Fan and said, "No money. No money."

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Zhen Fan was stunned: "If you don't want money, what do you want?"

"Just let us hang the photo with you in the store." The Korean man said with a smile on his face.

So the barbecue was settled in this way, and Zhen Fan didn't force it. Even if he paid, the Korean would probably hang the photo on the wall, so it was better to save money on the barbecue. So everyone enjoyed themselves

At the end of the day, the five Chinese tourists deliberately took photos with Zhen Fan in the unique street scenery of Saudi Arabia. Their feelings were that the characteristics of Saudi Arabia were not reflected in the Korean barbecue restaurant.

The two girls held Zhen Fan's arms very affectionately, while the other girl saw her head resting on Zhen Fan's shoulder. As for the two boys, they were not treated well. They stood directly behind Zhen Fan and followed everyone's instructions.

; Half of his face was exposed through the scattered gaps, and then he participated in the group photo. The person who took the photo was Ma Zhanshan.

After the five Chinese youths left, Ma Zhanshan couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that I have to take a photo with you, otherwise, if I tell others that I know you, they will think I am bragging."

He took out his cell phone and planned to find someone to take photos of himself and Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan took the phone without saying a word and hugged Ma Zhanshan. They were both so tall, so their faces were close to each other. They took a group photo with a "click" sound. Ma Zhanshan picked it up and took a look. He couldn't help laughing.

, said: "If this photo is seen by others, it will be impossible not to think that the two of us are gay."

The filming was indeed very ambiguous, but Zhen Fan laughed: "That's good, it saves the female host from the local Los Angeles TV station from harassing me all day long."

The two joked for a while and then went back to their respective hotels. The next day was training as usual. According to Bit, the training should last for at least three or four days in order to give people the feeling of not being superhuman.

It is achieved through rigorous, bold, scientific arrangements and Zhen Fan's own outstanding personal abilities.

In this way, Zhen Fan can indeed block a lot of unwarranted speculations. And Zhen Fan is also very cooperative. He still runs on the top of the tower, and then after finishing running, he practices jumping on the platform built by Bit. So this

There were many people watching in two days. Zhen Fan, who worked so hard, officially started filming after three days of training.

Because from running on the top of the tower to sliding down from the top of the tower, and jumping up and jumping towards the helicopter, the entire process had to be filmed with a long lens. Therefore, the requirement for Zhen Fan was to succeed in one go.

And in order to shoot this scene, Bit also rented several helicopters to shoot in the air, and also arranged lenses to shoot on the tower. This way, the entire process of Zhen Fan can be shown from multiple angles.

The day before the shooting, Bit and Zhen Fan, who had already prepared, were invited by the prince again. They had a very nice dinner on his luxurious yacht. The prince was a little surprised at the banquet and asked Zhen Fan: "

I heard that you want to shoot the most dangerous scene for mankind so far. Why do you still do that? You are so rich. Do you still need to work hard? Do you want to leave your name in history? "

These days, after the prince was treated by Zhen Fan, he felt that his physique was indeed different from ordinary people, especially when he was with women. This kind of man's feeling is very strong, so he was full of gratitude and kindness towards Zhen Fan.

asked. As a person, he really didn’t understand.

Zhen Fan laughed: "This is forced by Bit, because he is a good friend of mine, so I can't refuse, so... you know, I am completely reluctant!"

Bit said aggrievedly: "Okay, this is my fault, but the only fault is that you actually allowed me to shoot such a scene, and you even made me addicted." The two of them were indifferent to each other.

The joke made the prince very funny, and the atmosphere at the banquet was very friendly. However, neither Zhen Fan nor the prince mentioned the issue of the property donation. It seemed to be just an insignificant business between the two.

This was all caused by money. The Saudi prince was also a wealthy owner, and Zhen Fan was not short of money, so both of them felt that this small amount of money was not worth making a big fuss about. However, in the middle of the banquet, Zhen Fan suddenly

I received a phone call, I said sorry and wanted to go aside to answer it.

"It's okay, it's okay, just pick it up here. We won't eavesdrop on your conversation anyway!" The prince smiled and spoke to Zhen Fan. Originally, this was a very rude thing for the host to answer the phone at the banquet.

.But considering that the prince said so, and Bit was one of his own, and...the number displayed on the phone was actually Hashimotoen's number, so he hesitated and connected.

"You are at the airport now? Oh, my God, didn't I tell you not to come over? Nothing happened. I will be fine. I am attending a banquet now. Stay there. If you don't know anyone, I

Let Christina pick you up, okay, okay, remember to stay there!" Zhen Fan hung up the phone after saying that.

"Do you need my help?" the prince asked Zhen Fan.

"No, a friend of mine came here from Japan and is now at the airport. I don't know where to find me." Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile, "I plan to ask my friend to pick her up."

"Hashimoto Soon?" Pitto felt very sensitively who that person was. Because Zhen Fan mentioned "her" in his words, which means "her" of a woman, so he smiled ambiguously, "She is really related.

You, you little Japanese lover, do you want to pick her up in person?"

"Little Japanese lover?" The prince couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that she doesn't trust you anymore, so let's bring her here. I also want to see if your girlfriend is very beautiful. According to my guess

, she should be very beautiful to be worthy of you, which makes me very curious, please... Zhen?" When the prince said this, he actually clasped his hands and saluted Zhen Fan, like a young man begging.

Looking at a friend's pity for something.

Zhen Fan was amused by the prince and said, "Okay, I don't care." He shrugged his shoulders.

The prince immediately clapped his hands, and the old butler appeared next to him like a ghost. Then the prince whispered something to him, and the old butler bowed and left. The prince then

He smiled and said: "Zhen, my friend, don't worry about the airport pick-up problem anymore. In less than twenty minutes, I guarantee you will be able to see your little lover."

The atmosphere seemed very relaxed. At this point in the banquet, it was like chatting between old friends, so it was not as serious as when the prince usually entertained distinguished guests. However, such a relaxed atmosphere suited Zhen Fan very much. He didn't like those things.

Serious, boring palace banquets and the like.

Hashimoto En had indeed arrived in Saudi Arabia. She was wandering around the King Khaled International Airport. She really didn't trust Zhen Fan to take such dangerous shots, so she hurriedly took a flight from Japan. But she didn't know until she arrived in Japan that she

I don’t know anything about Zhen Fan’s activities in Saudi Arabia.

I don’t have the address of the hotel where Zhen Fan is staying, I don’t know what he is doing now, and I don’t even know if Zhen Fan welcomes him here. So after I arrived, I thought of these questions, and my anxious thoughts turned into uneasiness.

There was really no other way, so I plucked up the courage to call Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan's answer was a bit salty, and there was no hint of joy or anger. This made Hashimotoen even more uneasy. She felt that coming here was just adding trouble to Zhen Fan, so after arriving at the airport, she was in the lobby

I was wandering around, not knowing what to do.

Her feelings towards Zhen Fan were very simple. The two of them never seemed to have talked about what kind of love this was, because Zhen Fan never mentioned it, and she also knew that Zhen Fan had many women. But she just thought about this.

Men, this man has been defined as an exchange of interests from the beginning.

Obviously, this kind of relationship goes beyond the exchange of interests. As Hashimoto thought about it, he pursed his lips and smiled, and then looked depressed. Such expressions naturally fell into the eyes of some caring people. So a man who looked like

A tall man who was a local came over and said hello to Hashimotoen.

"Hey, are you Chinese? I know many Chinese people, do you need my help?" The man said to Hashimotoen. Because there are many Chinese tourists here, it is not strange for him to ask like this.

"Uh, no, I'm Japanese. Of course... I might be Chinese..." Hashimoto Sono didn't know why he said that. Anyway, Zhen Fan is Chinese, and she is his woman. It seems that she is Chinese.

Nothing wrong with that.

"Are you lost? I can help you find whomever you are looking for. And... I have a car here. You can follow me. You can go to whoever you want to go to. I am very familiar with you here."

The man said to Hashimoto Son with a smile on his face.

Hashimotoen also wanted to find Zhen Fan immediately, but she still remembered that Zhen Fan asked her to stay here, so she shook her head and said: "No, no, my friend came back to pick me up, and I'm not going anywhere. Thank you.

Got it!"

"Don't be like this, I'll give it to you. We can still make friends!" As he said that, the man went to drag Hashimoto's luggage. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!