The American Scripture

Dan Milk’s villa has been heavily guarded. Special agents have been deployed five kilometers away from the villa. Snipers are also in place around the villa, and some agents are on guard. ￠￡￠￡, when Zhen Fan drove to Dan Milk’s villa, she saw a few people in black suits and headsets at the first two intersections. They stopped Zhen Fan’s car and one of them was facing Zhen Fan hooked his finger.

"Driver's license, I want to make sure you are Zhen!" The agent said, reaching out his hand, and then said to Christina sitting inside, "The same is true for yours."

Christina and Zhen Fan handed him the driver's license. He looked at it, returned it, and used the walkie-talkie to announce: "The target has been confirmed, the danger is removed, and you can let it go!" He waved to Zhen Fan and signaled Zhen Fan. His car hurriedly passed through here, and then continued to block the road.

"They are very careful, kind of...like making a movie." Christina shook her head and smiled at Zhen Fan, then turned the steering wheel and turned the corner and was almost at the door of the villa, "Just because he is; Manager, so are we wasting so many resources and taxpayers' money? You know that our investigation was difficult at the beginning!"

"You're wasting emotions." Zhen Fan smiled. "Last time there was such a serious situation in Los Angeles. It is understandable that his security should be better equipped. It is just that there are people watching over five kilometers away. Now, is this specification too high, beyond the authority of a manager."

"Perhaps he is really scared!" Christina smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "Who knows. Anyway, we are not the ones they want to guard against." As the car drove to the door, it went through the video doorbell again. After the confirmation. Only then did the iron gate slowly open.

When the iron gate was opened, it was even more outrageous. In Dan Milk’s villa, there are almost three steps one post, five steps one sentry, and they are all agents in black suits. Zhen Fan parked the car in the yard, and then an agent came over and drove the car away. Zhen Fan walked a few steps forward and saw Dan Milk coming out of the hall, opened his arms, and walked towards Zhen Fan with a big smile. come. Very happy.

"It's been a long time, Zhen, it's been too long, I don't know when we last met!" Dan Milk laughed and gave Zhen Fan a big hug, and then the two patted each other. He patted his shoulder and led Zhen Fan to walk towards the hall. In the hall, there is another person sitting.

When the man saw Zhen Fan, he stood up quickly, walked quickly toward Zhen Fan, and laughed: "Long admiring your name. I've heard of you a long time ago. By the way, introduce yourself, Donald? Quinn’s supervisor. I came here to meet you specially this time. You know, when Dan called me, I put aside my work and rushed over. Because... I always think we can be friends of."

"Of course. Of course we can be friends, maybe!" Zhen Fan smiled and shook his hand. Then I watched the three people sit down under Dan Milk's greeting, and the three people sat in three places. And Christina was sitting next to Zhen Fan, holding a tablet in her hand, so that she could record the conversation of the three at any time.

Donald Quinn looked at Zhen Fan and smiled: "Don't be so formal, we are just chatting with each other between friends, don't you need to record it?" Then he smiled at Dan Milk. "Unless you want a very formal meeting, of course we can also make it more formal, wearing a suit, and then sitting around a long table. Everyone is equipped with several recorders and negotiation assistants. You want this ?"

"Aha—I like you like this!" Dan Milk laughed, pointed at Donald Quinn, and said to Zhen Fan, "Hey, brother, let your assistant go over there. Delicious cookies, do you want to try it?" The next sentence was addressed to Christina.

Christina looked at Zhen Fan, but did not move. Zhen Fan smiled at her and said: "Well, although Dan's cookies are not very good, at least it will not poison you, or you can help him bake better cookies. Your hands are pretty good. Yes, go, I am optimistic about you, girl!"

"No problem, I will give Mr. Milk some suggestions for improvement! I promise!" Christina blinked at Zhen Fan, and then left politely.

Donald Quinn looked at Zhen Fan in surprise and smiled: "This is how you usually talk to your assistant? It's a bit similar to the office romance pattern. Okay, Zhen, can we start? Although it is not formal, Do you need me to do anything for you? Or you have other things to ask me."

"I want to set up a security company!" Zhen Fan directly stated his purpose. "I need to set up a security company to protect my growing industry, so I need to train my own security guards. I heard that this requires you. Support. So I plan to talk to you."

"On this matter?" Donald Quinn looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, "Is it because of this? If that's the case, you can ask Cairn Stone, and he can help you handle it. Nothing. problem."

"I also thought about it, sir, but I still need this person's information." Zhen Fan said as he adjusted the picture of Karpas Schilling from the phone, and then handed it to Donald Quinn. "This person listens. It is said that I have fallen in Afghanistan. If it is not bad, I may sit in prison, or be cut off."

"Where did you get this?" Donald Quinn frowned and looked at Zhen Fan, "I know this man, a very good agent, but then I went to NSA, so I don't know his current status very well. If you are telling the truth, why... you need such a person? And... he is now a prisoner, what else can he do?"

"If I want him to appear, he will definitely appear." Zhen Fan smiled, took the photo back, and said to Donald Quinn, "I don't know the director of nsa, I have a question, if I If you fished this guy out of the hands of the Afghans, can you be the instructor of my security company?"

"I really can't be the master of this, but I can help you ask Brandon Jones, the director of nsa. I have a good personal relationship with her. But... if you really want to start a security company, I want us Can cooperate!" Donald Quinn stretched out his hand and held it with Zhen Fan.

"Of course, I have always hoped to be able to cooperate with;, let me put it straight. I need a greater authority than a general security company. This authority is not limited to some regular cooperation with;, but also reflects the law enforcement authority outside. Above. The special authorization I need." Zhen Fan said looking at Donald Quinn.

"No, we don't have such authorization." Donald Quinn couldn't help but shook his head. "We are the law enforcement agency. It is impossible to hand over power to you. Of course you can let our people assist you. This is still feasible."

Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled: "What if Mr. President authorized it?"

Donald Quinn was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "This is impossible. Mr. President won't let you do this, and Mr. President is still far away in Washington. Even if you want to see him, you have to make an appointment first. Report to the President’s Office, and under a comprehensive assessment, you may get the opportunity to be interviewed..."

"Please, Mr. Quinn, isn't Mr. President right here?" Zhen Fan looked at Donald Quinn and smiled, "Are you playing an outpost for Mr. President? Just look at the surrounding area like summer. I know that Mr. President is here, why don’t you invite Mr. President down for a cup of coffee?”

Donald Quinn looked at Zhen Fan with some surprise, and then said helplessly: "Yes, Mr. President is here, he is just..."

"I just drank a cup of coffee in Dan's study just now, but... I have to say that Dan's servant has to be changed. I'm sorry, please sit down. We can sit down and have a chat." Mr. President suddenly appeared in the mouth, he walked down slowly, and smiled at Zhen Fan.

"Mr. President!" Everyone in the hall stood up and saluted Mr. President.

"Sit down, guys, didn't Donald just say that? We are just chatting between friends." Mr. President walked to the three of them, waved to greet everyone to sit down, and then leaned on the sofa and smiled at Zhen Fan Said, "I heard what you want to say to me. Do you want a Mr. President's authorization?"

"Of course, this is what I mean by coming today!" Zhen Fan said with a smile, "I only wanted to meet Mr. Donald Quinn, and he brought a message to Mr. President through Mr. Donald Quinn~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I didn't expect to see Mr. President here. It seems that my luck is really good."

"Luck?" Mr. President smiled, and then said, "It's not luck, Zhen, I asked for it specially. When I heard that Donald was going to see you, I was thinking, should I see you too? , I really want to talk to you, Zhen, as an American president."

"Of course, if you have any questions, just ask, I will try my best to answer you!" Zhen Fan said to Mr. President, "Of course... I hope you don't ask me questions, such as what flavor of shrimp **** I usually like, aha ——"

"Haha, it's funny, Zhen!" Mr. President laughed at Zhen Fan, "To be honest, I hate talking to others in a serious manner in the office, even if it's a joke, you can't do it, sir... Guys, can I have a separate conversation with Zhen? It's very personal, and... Dan, it looks like I have to requisition the study room here."

"No problem, Mr. President!" Dan Milk nodded and smiled.

"So... Zhen, would you like to have a chat with me in the study?" Mr. President looked at Zhen Fan, "I am looking forward to it, and I hope you can give us a little time, and it won't take a long time for you." To be continued...)u