Dozo America

If it is a trade, then it is inevitable that the most powerful club will send Zhen Fan a kindness. Otherwise, how can the deal be concluded? But since it is a gift, Zhen Fan does not need to extrapolate it. But because

This also shows that these elders are indeed the most powerful group of people.

"The positioning of my character should be similar to that of Black Widow and Hawkeye. What kind of nickname should I have... By the way, how much playing time will I have? It won't be similar to the two of them, right? Or it will be as soon as I appear.

The kind that fails?" Zhen Fan looked at Bit and smiled, "If that's the case, what else would I do? If I failed, how could I act in this movie?"

"I can guarantee that you will not be short of screen time, and you will even have the same screen time as Scarlett Johansson. However... you are not the absolute protagonist of that movie, so... I can only guarantee you and the two of them.

Same thing. Don't expect them to make you one of the superheroes, but in the future

But maybe!" Bit said, "They do have this intention in it, to make you become a superhero. However... I have to make some changes to create your image in this movie. For example, you

His abilities should be greatly strengthened! The level of the bad guys he fights against should also be strengthened..."

"Is that a movie where you can figure out who the bad guy is without using your brain?" Zhen Fan said to Bit speechlessly, "You are planning to make me into a hero in a popcorn-style movie. You don't need to use your brain too much.

, just show off your muscles and beautiful women’s thighs?”

"This...actually, we should adapt to the rules. Movies like this are not a bad idea. Of course, I would not be so ignorant as to shoot a movie like those deformed robots, with idiotic plots and pale characters.

"I'll let you play something deep in the movie." Bit chuckled, "Okay, let's not talk about it now. I will send the new script to your email tomorrow. You can do it yourself."

Tune in and watch!”

"Okay, I'm leaving. See you in two days!" Zhen Fan waved and jumped out of the RV.

Watching Zhen Fan's figure walking further and further away, Gary looked at Bit and smiled: "Those old guys value Zhen more than you think. This is a good thing!"

"He's just lucky!" Bit laughed and cursed.

"But...he also won this. Those old guys are afraid of death, and Zhen Fan has superb medical skills. They each get what they need. It doesn't matter. Everything is a transaction. We are not so sentimental, but

...I still don’t know how far he can go? I heard that he is now

He has built a research laboratory, is preparing to build a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and even bought a ranch. He is also preparing to push his wine to the European market and expand sales in the Chinese market. God...if he can do all these, you say

Will he become the richest man like Bill Gates?"

"Aha, I have never doubted this. Someone has already estimated his wealth for him. Wine alone can bring him more than six billion US dollars in net income a year, and the clinic's income is also very high.

Objectively speaking, they are not ruthless in making money from the rich. The three clinics, except for the one in Temecula, have been estimated by some organizations to earn US$50 million per year in Beverly Hills.

Net profit. The clinic in Los Angeles can earn a net profit of nine million U.S. dollars. If a larger traditional Chinese medicine hospital is built, the annual profit is likely to exceed 100 million U.S. dollars. And once his research laboratories come up with very good products

...There is no doubt about this, he always surprises people unexpectedly. So once it goes on the market, you know...isn't it expected to replace Bill Gates?"

"But... there will definitely be a long period of time, ten or twenty years, no one can say!" Gary smiled, "Maybe we are lucky enough to see it, if we haven't died yet. ...Uh, let me ask, will he just watch us die without trying his best to treat us?"

"Are you scared to death now?" Bit looked at Gary and teased him.

"No, I wasn't afraid of this before. I was going to die sooner or later anyway, but when Zhen appeared, I felt that I had hope of living longer. So after having this hope, I had a lot more expectations for life. I have more expectations. That means that death is no longer a not scary thing, but a very scary thing." Gary said with emotion, "You know I only like to have sex with you, this is because This kind of wine can make me feel like my body is rejuvenating, always full of vitality. A few nights ago, I even found two call girls. Bit, it was two, and they were completely I don’t feel like I’m going to be tired. Maybe… three of us can handle it!”

"Okay, three... don't tell me you'll want three tonight!" Bit raised his middle finger at Gary, then walked away, leaving Gary laughing in the RV.

Zhen Fan flew to Montana alone that night. However, he did not take a taxi at the airport. Instead, he used teleportation. In less than ten minutes, he took a taxi with a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. It takes an hour and a half to travel twenty kilometers by car.

So when he appeared at the gate of the small town of Lecce, it was only around ten o'clock in the evening. He did not go directly to Will Pfeiffer or Anthony's family, but went directly to Old Jack's Bar. Old Jack's bar always closes at 11pm.

Sure enough, when Zhen Fan walked outside the bar, the lights were still on inside, so he smiled, walked to the door and pushed it in. A woman's voice said: "Sorry, sir, we have to close... Oh, God , you damn... Zhen... it's you, you're here so late?"

The speaker was naturally Old Jack's daughter Rachel Hartnett. She was cleaning today's wine glasses at the counter. She heard the sound of someone pushing in the door. As she spoke, she raised her head and saw Zhen Fan. She immediately He opened his mouth and cursed subconsciously.

"It's me, Rachel, let's have a glass of gin, the strongest kind!" Zhen Fan smiled and snapped his fingers at Rachel, "Why are you still standing there? Beautiful girl, I came from thousands of miles away. If you come here from somewhere else, you can’t just wait here for me, just one cup, one cup!”

"Hey, boy, it's great to see you back!" There are still people in the bar drinking in twos and threes. Every day, some people will drink until closing time before they leave, because Zhen Fan's DC wine is here. The sales are very good, and every other week, goods are shipped from the winery in Temecula, Los Angeles.

"Hey, guys, hello!" Zhen Fan sat and waved to the guys, "I'm so happy to see you. I've invited you to drink tonight. You can drink whatever you want, and... the closing time will be delayed by half. Hour!"

"Oh, damn it, your wine!" Rachel rushed in front of Zhen Fan almost with a rush, then placed a glass of gin in front of Zhen Fan with a "pop" sound, her hands on her hips, Staring at Zhen Fan, "You bastard, why do you want to make the decision for me? Delay for half an hour? Are you the master of this place?"

"Yes, he will become the master of this place, Rachel. Old Jack always talks about him. Be careful this time and don't let him slip away. By the way, bring us the wine Zhen invited.

Come on..." Those people were making noises there. It was obvious that they liked such jokes. They were harmless and could entertain themselves and the public.

"Old Jack?" Zhen Fan looked around and watched as Rachel handed the wine to the guys who were making noises. When she put the wine glass on the table, the wine rippled out, which made those guys feel very distressed. He quickly picked it up.

They came over and laughed triumphantly. It was obvious that they were very pleased with their joke.

"Are you here because of your ranch?" Rachel walked to Zhen Fan again, pulled up a chair and sat down unceremoniously, staring at Zhen Fan, "I knew you were just here for that.

This is why I got here. This glass of wine is for you for free!"

"Yes, it is indeed for that matter!" Zhen Fan's eyes wandered around, and then he looked at Rachel's somewhat disappointed eyes and frowned, "Where is old Jack? According to his habits, at this time, he should

He's still here. Did something happen to him?"

Rachel shrugged her shoulders and said: "Yes, he was injured. One of his legs was broken. The doctor told him to stay in bed for at least a month. If today is included, he still has

It would take him twelve days to get out of bed, God knows why he is still working so hard!"

"Why is he fighting so hard?" Zhen Fan looked at Rachel in confusion, "Then let's go see old Jack now. His leg is injured. He should have called me as soon as possible. I can let him go earlier.

I have the ability to recover!"

Rachel was silent. She didn't speak. She just stood up, silently walked to the counter, then grabbed the bell on the counter and shook it vigorously, and then said loudly: "Pour the wine in the glass quickly, I will

It’s about to close, damn, you are always so drunk, sooner or later I will be here to watch you drunkenly go to hell!”

"Haha, it's worth going to hell!" Some people laughed, but they still drank all the wine in their glasses cooperatively, and then walked past Rachel and Zhen Fan with a smile.

Zhen Fan gave a thumbs up and even blinked, as if to express a meaning that all men would understand.

After sending these drunkards away, Rachel looked at Zhen Fan again and hummed: "Go back to your villa quickly, don't stay here anymore, I'm closed, I'm sorry. You are a busy person, I dare not delay

Your downtime! You’re busy enough to have kids with someone else…Okay, I’m closing the door!”

"You know?" Zhen Fan smiled, "That's my first child!"

"Congratulations!" Rachel said in a low voice. She didn't know what else she wanted to say, but she couldn't say anything. Anyway, she wanted this bastard to come over and take a look at her from time to time, but she always looked forward to it.

Before that time, if something hadn't happened to his ranch, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come.

"Take me to see old Jack. He is my friend. I want him to recover as soon as possible!" Zhen Fan also drank the wine and stood up. (To be continued)

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