Dozo America

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"Did you order red wine?" Zhen Fan looked at Christine, "You can't drive after drinking, and I still expect you to take me back!" Zhen Fan unceremoniously took the glass of red wine in front of Christine,

Drink it in one sip.

Although this action seemed a bit rude and even ambiguous. Kristen didn't say anything, but had a smile in her eyes.

"I don't know whether it's a blessing or a shame to have a friend like you. Obviously I think it's more of the former." Kristen finally couldn't help but smile, "Every time I see you, I always feel like

It makes me feel very happy, thank you, Zhen!”

"You're welcome, you pay for this meal!"

"Haha, you are really..." Kristen laughed, and then pointed at him, "Okay, I will pay for this meal, and I owe you this."

"Owe me?" Zhen Fan shrugged, "I don't remember that you promised to treat me once, or maybe I never remembered that you actually said that?"

"No, because I wasn't there when you opened the business, so... this meal can be considered as my compensation for you!" Christine said with a proud expression, "We are even!"

Zhen Fan was dumbfounded: "I now know who is the smartest. It turns out to be you. This makes you even. This is the most economical method I have ever seen!"

"Is the movie finished?" Zhen Fan stopped joking and asked seriously.

"Don't talk to me with such a face. I have to have a relaxing time when I face the director with a straight face all day long, right?" Christine began to complain.

"I'm sorry, you know I'm a decent person, this is not a joke!"

"Puch!"

"Well, now it is!"

"Haha..." Christine smiled gracelessly, "It seems that I came to you today at the right time, you can always make me happy!"

"Did you encounter something difficult?" Zhen Fan asked inquiringly.

Kristen paused: "No, it's just... I don't know how to say it. Well, it's like this, a friend of mine, he is a lighting technician, Luke, he has brain cancer, and he is in the middle and late stages.

"

"For this?"

"That's part of it. He's a good guy and he takes good care of me. It makes me sad to see him like that. You know, there's nothing the doctors can do. If you need chemotherapy, you won't live much longer, so... maybe you can

Help him!" Kristen said carefully and looked at Zhen Fan's face.

Zhen Fan smiled and wiped his lower lips with a napkin: "What makes you trust me so much?"

"I don't know, anyway... I have this feeling. You will definitely be able to help him. This is very strange. You can't determine the source of this feeling, but it is really lingering in your mind.

No!" Kristen told the truth, that's how she feels now.

"Okay, tomorrow... you ask him to come over. This is my business card. It has a phone number and address on it. I believe he can find it!" Zhen Fan took out a business card and handed it to Christine.

"I knew that was the case! Thank you, Zhen!" Christine waved to the waiter, "Give me a glass of champagne, I want to celebrate!"

"Sir, may I ask you..."

"No, I don't need it, just give this lady a drink!"

"Okay, please wait a moment!" The waiter left.

"Why not?" Christine was a little dissatisfied, "Isn't this something worth celebrating?"

"Madam, your champagne!" The waiter gently placed the champagne glass on the table and pushed it down politely.

"For Luke!" Zhen Fan suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of Christine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Oh God, this is so unfair!"

Christine yelled, opened her hands, and raised them upward.

"Can't I even have a drink today if I want?"

Zhen Fan shook his head: "I'm still counting on you to send me back in person, you have to give me something to show off, right? Look, I helped you, that's all I'm counting on!"

"Okay, it's up to you!"

Kristen was very frustrated. To be honest, she really wanted to drink some wine today. Luke's matter was only one aspect, but it was also because of the matter of the Bakers and his son. Playboy's father and Playboy, they always

He is capable of doing things that make people hate, despise and make them angry.

Christine snapped her fingers and the waiter came over.

"Two hundred dollars, any more is your tip!"

The waiter was stunned immediately, and then he was ecstatic. This was a tip of fifty or sixty dollars. It was the first time he met such a generous guest.

"Thank you, dear Miss Stuart, please!" The waiter diligently helped Christine pull out the chair, and then handed her her coat with both hands.

"You're welcome, you performed very well today!" Christine smiled and winked at the waiter.

Even though he knew that he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, the waiter couldn't help but his heart was beating wildly. This was Christine.

Miss Stuart, the incarnation of the goddess.

Zhen Fan followed Kristine, watching her twisting her waist proudly, shaking her head and smiling: "It seems that something has excited you. You don't have to make fun of the waiter, look at him like that!"

"I know!" Christine didn't look back, "I'm happy!"

Zhen Fan was immediately speechless.

When they got into the car, Christine stepped on the accelerator and the car sped out, causing Zhen Fan to lean back and almost collapse.

Christine suppressed a laugh.

"This...where is this going?"

After walking for a long time, Zhen Fan finally realized that something was wrong. This was not his route home, but another way. He couldn't help but scream.

"Yes, this is not your way back, this is the way to my home!"

Christine didn't even look at him.

"Am I going to sue you for illegal detention?" Zhen Fan was helpless, even dejected and resigned to his fate!

"Dismiss the above accusation!"

Kristine held it in without squinting her eyes.

The car parked steadily on the lawn in front of Christine's villa. She didn't even want to park the car, so she got out of the car and walked directly to her villa.

Zhen Fan followed behind and looked around at the villa. Thinking about his own house, it was a bit too shabby compared to this place.

"The place is quite big, are you alone?"

"Yes, it's just me!" Christine held her breath, "You don't have to count the other one!" After saying that, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Wow! So big! Bigger than I thought!"

At this time, Christine opened the door and walked into the spacious living room. The furnishings were not luxurious, but they were quite warm, with light beige as the main color.

"Sit!" Kristen pointed to the sofa in the living room and entered the room.

Zhen Fan sat down and looked around. Celebrities and rich people were different. He felt a little emotional. Then he stood up and walked around.

"Here!" Christine's voice came from behind.

Zhen Fan looked back and saw Christine walking out wearing only pajamas. A ribbon was loosely tied around her waist, and on her crossed chest, small bulges could be seen, that is,

Say, there is nothing inside Christine's pajamas, they are completely vacuum-packed.

"Next, you should look at my hand. I have a glass of wine in my hand!"

Kristen pulled Zhen Fan back to look at her with a teasing tone, and then he saw that she had indeed handed him a glass of wine. She had already taken several sips of the wine, and the aroma of liqueur came out of her mouth.

"Is this how you dress to entertain guests?"

Zhen Fan held the wine, walked back to the sofa, sat down again, and looked at her with a smile.

Kristine walked to the bar, took a bottle of brandy, took the wine glass and walked to the sofa next to Zhen Fan to sit down. She crossed her legs and the hem of her silk pajamas slid down, revealing a section of her snow-white calves.

"I just want to drink some wine. Since you won't let me drink at the bar, I will drink at home. You can't find an excuse to refuse!" Christine held up the wine glass and waved it towards Zhen Fan with some pride.

Shake.

"Okay, tell me why you want to drink!"

Zhen Fan turned sideways so that he could face Christine.

"Johnny Baker!"

"What?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment.

"You saw that man at the door of the restaurant in Beverly Hills!" Christine said in a somewhat resentful tone.

"I remember!" Zhen Fan nodded, "He proposed to you? Generally, only women with premarital phobia would think of drinking to relieve their sorrows!"

"You're just a bastard!" Kristen didn't save any face for Zhen Fan. "He wants me to be his girlfriend, and his father has personally promised me that he can support me and may even help me win an Oscar!"

"Aha!" Zhen Fan was surprised, and then quickly realized, "You refused!"

"Yes, that's it. When that old guy negotiated this deal with me, I really wanted to punch him in the eye socket."

Christine spoke viciously and waved her hand, as if she had really hit Old Baker.

"That's not the point. Are you saying that Oscar is not absolutely fair? Is there a deal in it?" Zhen Fan stared at Christine in surprise. This is big gossip!

"Did you listen to what I was saying?" Kristen gritted her teeth, "They want to use that to make a deal with me. They are really two bastards."

"Then you definitely missed out on the Oscars and won't even think about it for a while!"

Kristine shook her head disdainfully: "You think too simplistically. He can't control the Oscar. I will get it on my own merits, not through him to build relationships!"

"By the way, is that old guy you're talking about rich?"

"Ha, what you said..." Kristine was finally defeated by Zhen Fan, "Forget it, let's drink!" After saying that, he raised his head and drained the wine in the glass!

"Why don't you drink?" Christine looked at Zhen Fan.

"One of us must stay awake!" Zhen Fan spread his hands.

"Want me to feed you?" Christine smiled ambiguously.

"No, that's too..." Zhen Fan struggled a little, "That's too girly, I should be the one to feed you, but I'm still thinking about whether to do it like this, um..." The soft lips touched each other.

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At this time, there was a slight "click" and "click" sound in the grass outside the villa. A dark figure was lying there, holding a telephoto camera, working very dedicatedly...