Zhan Shao's Sweet Little Wife

"Oh? I didn't expect Mr. Mike to like Chinese culture so much. If Mr. Mike is willing, I would like to be Mr. Mike's teacher and let Mr. Mike learn about Chinese culture." Zhan Anli's father said with a sneer. "If that's the case, then of course I'm honored. Dear Zhan, the ancient Chinese saying says that you are not ashamed to ask. I am very glad that you can guide me." Mike said.

"This old devil is really hard to deal with." Zhan Anli's father thought silently in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. The two didn't confront each other for a long time before they were taken in by the police. The director of the NYPD, Jackson naturally knew the two in front of him. After all, they were both influential figures in North America. Jackson knew that today's affairs were not so easy.

"Hello, Director Jackson." Zhan Anli's father did not have the previous mocking expression on Mike at this time, and smiled and stretched out his right hand in an impeccable social etiquette, and the aura of the superior was immediately revealed. "Hello, Mr. Zhan, I don't know what's your business at the police station?" Because of the confrontation between Zhan Anli and the police who asked inside, he now doesn't know the reason for the owner of Zhan's visit.

"It's Director Jackson. I heard that your bureau has arrested my son on charges of smoking prohibited substances, so I came here to have a look." Zhan Anli's father said in a straightforward manner. "What a coincidence? I came here to deal with this matter. My God, is that young man captured in my hotel your son?" Mike pretended to be surprised.

"It's a pity. I didn't expect your son to touch the prohibited items. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have sent him to the police station. I would have sent him directly to your company for Mr. Zhan to teach you personally." Mike shook his head. It was a pity, but there was a look of excitement in the dark eyes, but Zhan Anli's father couldn't escape the eyes of Zhan Anli's father, who couldn't help clenching his fists.

Resisting the urge to punch Mike in the face that made him feel extremely uncomfortable, Zhan Anli's father took a deep breath to force himself to stabilize his emotions, and then showed a cold smile: "This is not I need to worry about Mike, it’s not my godfather’s fault, if my son is really suspected of taking prohibited substances, I will personally send him to the dock of the federal court.”

Seeing the two people facing each other, Director Jackson, caught in the middle, couldn't help but feel headaches. It would be fine if it was someone else, but both sides are financial giants that can shake the North American economy, and their industries are given to New York. The economic benefits brought by the city are immeasurable. If something goes wrong, he, the bureau chief, will probably be the first to suffer.

"Don't worry, both of you, our NYPD is extremely fair in our affairs. It is our credo to deal with justice, and everything will be done in an orderly manner." Said Director Jackson turned and walked into the police station, Zhan Anli's father and Mike also It was almost colleagues who stepped into the gate of the police station. "Mr. Director, I wonder if I can see my son now." Zhan Anli's father said.

"This..." Hearing Zhan Anli's father's request, the director could not help but hesitate. It stands to reason that the suspect and the suspect's family members are not allowed to meet until the truth is revealed. Zhan Anli's father said so It was obviously a violation of the regulations, but due to the latter's special status, his request had to make Director Jackson pay more attention to him.

"Director Jackson, our country M has always been democratic and free. Since Mr. Zhan wants to see his son, as the host, we naturally have to meet the needs of the guests, and I believe Mr. Zhan's personality will definitely support the work of the police. Do something that bends the law for personal gain, right, dear Zhan." As he spoke, Mike smiled and looked at Zhan Anli's father, with a look of satisfaction beyond words.

"This kid, when did I suffer so much in front of this old devil." Zhan Anli's father was so angry that he couldn't fight back after being so bullied by Mike. He had never been so aggrieved. "Then... okay." Director Jackson pondered for a while, and finally decided to agree to Zhan Anli's father's request. "Mr. Zhan, I agree with your request, but this is only from my personal point of view, so I hope you can be faster, and don't make me difficult to explain." Jackson said.

"Thank you, Director, I will definitely not make things difficult for you." Zhan Anli's father knew that Jackson did this to give him favors, but he was very grateful to Director Jackson for his concession under this circumstance.Later, led by Director Jackson, Zhan Anli's father came to the interrogation room, and after communicating with the two police officers who were in charge of interrogating Zhan Anli, the two policemen looked at Zhan Anli's father with puzzled eyes. How could this unremarkable oriental middle-aged man have the ability to make the director, who has always enforced the law upright, make such a concession, but they didn't ask much, packed up the notes and left.

"Mr. Zhan, the rest of the time will be left to you father and son. I hope you can hurry up and let your son tell the whole story." After speaking, Director Jackson left the interrogation room. There are two people left.

The dim light was on the faces of the two of them, Zhan's father and son were silent, making the interrogation room extra strangely quiet. In the end, it was Zhan Anli's father who spoke first: "Since you returned to Asia that year, I didn't expect our father and son to meet here for the first time, don't you have anything to say to me?" Zhan Anli's father's eyes were fixed on his son, as if he wanted to see from the latter's eyes What, he still hasn't been able to see Zhan Anli's true thoughts.

Zhan Anli lowered his head slightly, and his soft bangs covered his eyes. No one knew what Zhan Anli was thinking in his heart: "You didn't take Nianci away, did you? Then you come to H City to do it." What." After a while, Zhan Anli said slowly.

"Zhan Anli, do you know what is going on with you now? Smoking prohibited substances and carrying such a large dose, if this is enough to sentence you to death in China, even if there is no death penalty in the United States, once your charges are confirmed, you Know what is waiting for you? Imprisonment for life. At this moment, you are still thinking about Jiang Nianci, what is so good about that girl that can make you so fascinated." Hearing that Zhan Anli opened his mouth, it was Zhan Anli, Zhanjia The head of the family exploded in an instant and reprimanded him.

"Hehe." The corner of Zhan Anli's mouth outlined an inexplicable arc, and for a while, even Zhan Anli's father didn't know what Zhan Anli was laughing at.