Dozo America

The lights in the bar are relatively dim, the music is loud and has a strong rhythm, many people are twisting their bodies, there are cheers, whistles, and curses from time to time, one after another, and there are also people sitting alone at the bar

Or the lonely man and widowed woman on the chair, constantly looking for prey with whom they can spend the long night.

Zhen Fan quickly found Maguire.

As expected, Nickerson was the captain of the Coast Guard. He was looking at the group of writhing people in front of him with a blank expression. Even if a woman came to talk to him, he ignored it at all. It was obvious that his emotions were still there.

It has not been adjusted.

"Mr. Nickerson!" When Zhen Fan walked up to him and greeted him, Nickerson came back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhen, I was a little distracted!" Nickerson quickly motioned for Zhen Fan to sit across from him, and then summoned the waitress in front of her who didn't know who slapped her butt and was still smiling charmingly at others.

"A glass of beer, what do you want? I'm treating you!" Nickerson said to Zhen Fan.

"Beer!" Zhen Fan nodded to the waitress, then said with a smile, "Why did you choose this place?"

"Only in this way can I find the true feeling. I don't know how I got here these days!" Nickerson looked at Zhen Fan and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

"No, I like to listen, if you are willing to talk!" Zhen Fan said very understandingly, "If I were in an environment like yours, I would also feel like this, I can understand!"

"Thank you, Zhen. You are a good person!" Nickerson began to adjust his mood. "Originally, I didn't want to say this. I didn't want you to think that I was desperate and come to you. I believe you know what I mean.

, Yes, I want to follow you, no matter where you go, I was once the first mate on a destroyer and a captain in the coast guard. I can sail a yacht on the sea, and I have rich sailing experience! "

"I know, that's why I'm trying my best to invite you!" Zhen Fan took a sip of beer, "But I don't want to take advantage of others, I want you to make your own decision. After all, this matter is very important to you."

Nixon smiled: "Yes, it is very important. To be honest, I don't want to leave the army at all. Even if it is the Coast Guard, I want to stay in it. You don't know if a person who is used to staying in a military camp leaves.

I'm not used to going to the military camp, I'm not even used to taking long vacations!"

"Does your wife approve of you?" Zhen Fan looked at Nickerson's face and suddenly said, "You have a wife and two children, they should be six and three years old, the older one is a boy and the younger one is a girl.

Is it right?"

"Have you investigated me?" Nickerson opened his mouth in surprise and looked at Zhen Fan. He felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"No, I can tell by looking at your face. This is an ancient inheritance of our Chinese people, called physiognomy, so...I can tell this by looking at your face!" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders.

, "I hope that if you follow me, you can get your wife's consent, and I can give you an annual salary of 170,000 US dollars after tax."

"One hundred and fifty thousand dollars?" Nickerson was surprised. He now knew that even the captain in Tennessee, who had the highest salary among captains on sea vessels, only had a salary of about ninety thousand dollars a year. Now his

The salary reached 170,000 US dollars, and that was after tax.

Seeing Nickerson open his mouth, Zhen Fan smiled and said: "There is a difference between driving a yacht and driving other ships. I know this. I'm afraid you yourself don't understand the captain of a yacht, especially a large yacht like me.

, it should be a high-paying position. From now on, you will definitely have fewer first mates, helmsmen and sailors than you, but the number of trees will also be considerable!"

"You are really a generous boss!" Nixon couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"No, I just don't want my captain and crew to change bosses frequently. I believe that high salaries can ensure loyalty and ensure that they can work seriously." Zhen Fan smiled, "That's what I think about, it's very simple.

!But the key is, are you really willing to drop everything here and follow me to Los Angeles?"

"Well, your idea is indeed...different!" Nickerson nodded, "Yes, I am ready. Although this place is worthy of my nostalgia, it is no longer suitable for me to live here. My wife

There are also children who need a quieter environment, and they are under more pressure than me."

"Can I talk about it?"

"My children are denounced as cowards and traitors in school, and my wife is under the responsibilities of my neighbors. Although they don't say it, I know they must be under a lot of pressure, even more than me.

The pressure is even greater. Of course, I am also afraid of going to the camp and facing those strange looks."

Nickerson said a lot in one breath. He and his family were indeed no longer suitable to live in Miami. Although it was once his hometown and he was extremely nostalgic, he had been ostracized.

"This is not your fault. Don't take it too seriously. As time goes by, people will understand. They haven't experienced any of this. Of course they don't know that such a result... there is nothing you can do about it. You can't change it.

But if I had come earlier, things might have turned around!" Zhen Fan sighed, raised his glass to signal to Nickerson, and took another sip of beer himself.

Nickerson raised his glass, drank all the wine in one breath, and took a long breath: "I have decided that since I am leaving, I will not miss anything anymore. Even if there is no compelling reason, I will not miss anything."

I will blame anyone, this is my choice, leaving will make me forget something!"

"Okay, then let's have a happy cooperation!" Zhen Fan also drank all the wine in the glass in one breath, and then snapped his fingers at a waitress who was wriggling her buttocks, "Two more beers!"

When he came out of the bar, Nickerson was already a little drunk. Zhen Fan put him in a taxi, and then he left alone with peace of mind. Nickerson is a good man, and it can be seen that he is also an experienced soldier who loves sailing.

So he doesn't worry about the captain anymore.

Nickerson staggered back home. He touched his pocket at the door but couldn't find the key, and knocked on the door again. After a while, a pretty woman with brown hair in her thirties opened the door.

Looking at the drunken Nickerson, he couldn't help but frown slightly and let Nickerson enter the room.

"Why are you so drunk?" the woman said, helping Nickerson to the sofa. There were two children in the living room, sitting on the carpet watching TV. When Nickerson came home, they all looked over.

"I'm going to find a job! Beth, we have to get out of here!" Nickerson looked at the woman who was taking off his shoes and said, "We are going to Los Angeles!"

"Going to Los Angeles?" The woman looked at Nickerson in surprise. She knew that she would leave here sooner or later. This place was already a nightmare for Nickerson, but she never expected that it would be Los Angeles.

"Dad, is Los Angeles fun?" The six-year-old son looked at Nickerson eagerly. He could feel that Nickerson was not in a good mood these days, so he behaved very well and played with his brother as much as possible.

Keeping his younger brother from making trouble and doing bad things is the best thing this child can do.

"Los Angeles is very big, bigger than Miami, there are more high-rise buildings there, and... we will live there, that is our new home!" Nickerson smiled as he looked at his son.

"What's going on? Nick!" The woman looked at Nickson worriedly.

"Well, Beth, I met a man from Los Angeles, a very amazing man. In short...he is very amazing, and he is also Chinese. He bought a yacht and invited me to serve on his boat.

Captain, give me an annual salary of 180,000 US dollars a year, and that’s after tax!” Nixon cleared his mind and shook his head.

"What? One hundred and eighty thousand dollars?" The woman looked at Nixon in surprise. He knew that Nickerson's salary was not high now. Even for an officer who had worked for more than forty years and had the rank of colonel, his annual salary would not be more than

At 150,000 US dollars, even for a brigadier general who has served for more than 30 years, their annual salary will not exceed 170,000 US dollars. This means that his husband's salary is already very high.

"You...you're not mistaken, are you?" The woman looked at Nickerson with some doubts. If this is the case, maybe it is a good thing. Moreover, if her husband retires, he will still have a pension, which is enough for him to find a job in Los Angeles.

Once you have a good house, the rest won’t be a problem.

"Yes, you heard me right. We have had enough here. Even if I did something wrong, it is unfair for you and the children to bear the responsibility. You know, I have wanted to leave here for a long time.

, just because I have lived here for a long time, I am a little reluctant to let go, and now... I can finally make up my mind!"

"Okay, Nick, I think as long as you make a decision, I will follow you!" The woman leaned into Nickerson's arms and held his hand tightly. During this time, she was indeed burdened with a lot.

The pressure is purely a kind of mental abuse, which makes a woman's appearance lose some of its luster.

Nickerson touched her hair and closed his eyes slightly. He had calmed down and began to think about how to be a good captain of a yacht. Yes, he was lucky to meet Zhen Fan, so he would not

I will waste this luck, but I will repay him with my outstanding work.

When Zhen Fan came back from the bar, the yacht was a little quiet. There was no noise. It was strange that Lance didn't invite those beauties in bikinis to have a carnival on the yacht today. They were all on the deck, lying on the chairs or leaning against each other.

He was leaning on the railing, talking and chatting, and when he saw Zhen Fan coming back, he just glanced at him.

"Why is there no scheduled program?" Zhen Fan said to Lance with a smile.

"I've spent all my money. You know the remuneration you gave me last time, plus the salary you gave me, I've spent all of it. Zhen...can you give me one month's salary in advance?" Lance looked forward to it.

Look at Zhen Fan.

So that's it. Zhen Fan laughed, then ignored Lance and said to several women: "I found the captain. He will come tomorrow, but I still hope to fly back. Olivia, please contact me

Mr. Mikel, we will set off back tomorrow!"