Dozo America

Zhen Fan's question obviously stunned Jane Cahill. Then she opened her innocent eyes wide and looked at Zhen Fan. She wanted to say something, but she was a little aggrieved and couldn't say it. Finally, her lips moved,

He whispered: "I'm sorry, Zhen, it's not what you thought. It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding that you are an agent? CIA or Secret Service?" Zhen Fan looked at Jane Cahill and smiled slightly, "Don't you still want to admit your identity? Actually... it doesn't matter whether you admit it or not.

, anyway, I will still go to the White House to meet with Mr. President as usual, don’t you think so?”

"I...well, I'm from the Secret Service. We are the department responsible for the president's security, which is equivalent to the president's security agents. We have many people working in the open and some working in the dark...those people in the open,

That's what you can see. Every time the president travels, there are those people surrounding him, as well as snipers in the distance, etc.

!" Jane Cahill shrugged helplessly. She knew that she could no longer hide it. Zhen was not a threat, but she was sent to investigate him first out of caution to see who he came into contact with along the way.

We will also conduct background checks on those people to verify as soon as possible whether they pose a threat to ensure the safety of Mr. President.

"So you are just a group of people working in the dark?" Zhen Fan said with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "From this point of view, I know how false the image of being close to the people that Mr. President created before is.

Well, it can’t be that the American people who have cordial conversations with Mr. President are also the ones you personally guest-starred at or have passed the review, right?”

"Sometimes it does... it does happen, and we all know there are a lot of lunatics in this world. We can't risk the president, you know, in the history of the United States. Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley, Kennedy all stood up for them.

Our carelessness cost us our lives, and presidents like Reagan, Ford, Truman, Roosevelt, and Jackson also almost lost their lives. This is a high-risk profession, sir, their safety depends on us, and we have to be careful."

"I understand what you're thinking!" Zhen Fan shrugged at her, then shook his head and said, "Then... you're not called Jane Cahill anymore?"

"No. This is my name. Of course, if you ask me for the names of my jobs, I will have many. For example, Jenny, Alison, Elizabeth, Brandon, etc., which one do you want to know?

What kind of identity?" Jane Cahill shrugged and said, "Whatever name my work requires me to be, I will be. But... my name in life is this - Jane Cahill

you."

"So, it should be my honor?" Zhen Fan glanced at her. Then he shook his head and said, "I'm going to sleep now. Don't say anything to me. To be honest, I don't like this. It's not the same as the other party."

It doesn't matter if it's a woman or not, you'd better remember this! Got it?" He frowned and looked at her.

"Okay, Mr. Zhen. I understand! This is a mistake for me, and I will abide by what you said!" Jane Cahill nodded. Then he sat upright in his seat, and as expected, he no longer talked to you.

Zhen Fan spoke. It wasn't until the plane arrived at the airport that she stood up, nodded to Zhen Fan, and slipped off the plane without saying a word.

It happened that Maxi also saw her getting off the plane, which was not calm, so she said to Zhen Fan: "Did you annoy her? My God, such a beautiful girl came to this suffocating Washington with you, this should be

A very enjoyable flight, but...oh, look at you, you screwed up!"

"I know, but who cares?" Zhen Fan chuckled, "Okay, I'm going to meet the big shot. Are you going to wait for me here or go to Washington to have some fun?"

"I'd better go find some fun on my own. I'll feel stuffy here, but... it's best not to tell Liz that this is my free time, okay?" Maxi pointed as he walked.

Zhen Fan smiled.

"As long as you don't let it slip, no one will tell her or anything. Oh, my God, don't tell me that you are going to see a striptease. I know there is a famous one here. If so, wait for me...I'll come

Looking for you, I will get it done quickly, if only quickly!" Zhen Fan also laughed and pointed at him.

"Of course, a man's free time can't be wasted!" Maxi held her crotch in one hand and did a few dance moves to move her lower body, and then laughed, "See you later, keep in touch!" He said and Zhen Fan

They walked separately while making phone calls.

At this time, a black Mercedes-Benz SUV parked next to Zhen Fan. Jane Cahill walked out of the cab, then looked at Zhen Fan, shook her head and said, "Although... I know

You don’t like me very much, but... this is my duty, I have to send you to the White House, otherwise you might not be able to get in!"

Zhen Fan didn't say anything, he got into Jane Cahill's car, and then the car sped towards the White House. Along the way, Zhen Fan saw several cars following him through the reflectors.

Behind him, there was also a suspicious car driving in front of him, but he wouldn't say anything. This was their system and there was no need to find trouble.

When the car drove into the gate of the White House, it was subject to very strict inspection. Then after driving in, it passed the most rigorous

Before entering and entering the president's office, someone replaced Jane Cahill and came over to take Zhen Fan to the president's office.

"Mr. President can see you now, but your conversation must be limited to half an hour!" The staff member who took over was also a woman, but she was much older, about forty years old.

She watched Zhen Fan giving some instructions.

"I have met the president before!" Zhen Fan said impatiently, "There is no such set of red tape. I know what I am here to do, and Mr. President also knows it!"

"Okay, you can go in now!" The woman choked at Zhen Fan's words. Obviously, she did not expect that someone would show such an impatient look when meeting the president.

They are all those who are frightened and a little nervous. They either pretend to be calm but are trembling all over; or they are dancing excitedly, not knowing where to put their hands and feet, and obey her words.

After being stunned for a moment, she immediately reacted, knocked on the door, and then walked in. She said to the man sitting at the desk in the carpeted, spacious and antique-looking office: "

Mr. President, Mr. Fan Zhen is here, do you want to invite him in? Now!"

"Of course, please invite him in!" Mr. President looked at the woman, then watched her bring Zhen Fan in, and said to her, "Please close the door. No one can come and disturb us without my permission.

, okay?”

"Of course, no problem, Mr. President!" The woman nodded quickly, then carefully walked out, closed the door, and gave a few instructions to the Secret Service agents on both sides, then sat down and waited. She wanted to

He is always at the call of the President, and today the President did something unconventional. He has never talked to someone like this, alone, without any security, and without a third person present.

"Please sit down, Mr. Zhen! We meet again!" Mr. President nodded to Zhen Fan and smiled slightly, "Remembering the last time we met, it has been several years. I personally welcome people like you.

Such people become American citizens!”

"I still get a green card now!" Zhen Fan smiled and sat in a row with the president. The two of them were chatting like old friends. "But... I like the people here very much. I have friends here, and

I have my fiancée, and now I have a daughter, you know, a three-year-old daughter that I adopted!"

Mr. President nodded. Of course he knew that Zhen Fan had adopted a three-year-old daughter. The intelligence agency had told him this a long time ago. Moreover, he also knew that because of this little girl, the Russian gang was wiped out in the United States. Although

He welcomes the eradication of Russian gangs, but he hates this situation that is not under his control.

"After all, we should be friends, and I am very satisfied with Mr. Milk's work, but... I have one thing to ask you, do you plan to let your daughter and future children obtain American citizenship?

"Mr. President said, he looked at Zhen Fan, "I hope you can give me a definite answer!"

"Is this important?" Zhen Fan smiled, "My children will be born in the United States. Of course... what they choose in the future is their own business. No one can help them make the decision. You know,

I'm not interested in politics, and I don't care about nationality." Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "But... doesn't it feel too heavy for us to talk about this now?"

"Yes, this is my problem. Okay, Zhen, actually... I just come to see you as an old friend. We can go to dinner together, and we can also talk about our lives, love... and what about life.

"Yes." Mr. President smiled, "By the way, I heard that you also invested in Carmel's movie. This is a good idea!"

"I believe in his vision and my own. But... Mr. President, you don't have to worry about anything. I am a law-abiding citizen. The premise is that I must be treated fully and fairly. This is very important to me."

It’s important, so... the United States is a country governed by the rule of law, I think there should be no problem with this, right?"

"Of course, I can guarantee this!" Mr. President nodded seriously.

The final meeting between the two lasted for more than an hour. In the end, Zhen Fan said goodbye politely and went out. He did not agree to the president's dinner, but the two of them still said goodbye politely and with an intimate smile. Zhen Fan was led out by the staff.

After leaving the White House, Mr. President watched Zhen Fan leave. After a long time, he returned to the office, thought for a while, and picked up the phone.

"Get the Secretary of Defense!" Mr. President said, and then when the voice of the Secretary of Defense came from inside, he nodded and said, "Chuck, we need to restart the X-17 program." (To be continued.

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