Feilun asked in astonishment: "What are you training her for?"
Marilyn laughed mischievously and said: "How else can you train a Japanese girl? All men know this..."
Feilun rolled his eyes when he heard this and scolded: "Nonsense!"
"What nonsense are you making? I'm not training you for this!" Marilyn even started to act coquettishly when she said this, "I've been with you for so long and you don't care about me. Can't I train a toy for myself?"
Feilun said angrily: "Playing with things makes you lose your mind, do you understand?"
But Marilyn couldn't listen at all, and instead encouraged her with evil intentions: "Then if you play with me, it won't be considered a toy to lose one's spirit!"
"Nonsense!" Feren suddenly stood up and walked away.
Marilyn felt dissatisfied and muttered: "Why are you pretending to be noble? Let's see if you can still pretend when we get into bed!" Obviously, as long as Feren didn't object openly, she was not a master who could easily change her mind!
Feren stepped down to the lobby on the first floor. Xilin and Christina, who had not seen each other for a few days, came back from socializing outside, smelling of alcohol.
The two women's eyes were blurry. When they saw Fei Lun, they immediately came over. Xilin even spit alcohol at him: "Allen, I, I found you are very cool today!"
Feilun frowned when he heard this. He now has a slim vest, jodhpurs and flip-flops. He is somewhat free-spirited, and he is also a little handsome, but what does this have to do with being cool? Thinking of this, before he could ask, Xilin already
He leaned up and started to unbutton his belt.
After working on this "pants" for a long time, Feilun was a little bit dumbfounded. He grabbed her hands and said: "Don't make trouble, this is the hall!"
"What's wrong with the hall? I like to do it with you here, but it's not okay to do that thing?" Xilin's words were obviously a bit half-drunk and half-awake.
Ferron was dumbfounded and was about to speak when, unexpectedly, Christina squeezed in between the two of them, rubbing her big breasts against Ferron's torso like a puppy.
Seeing this, Feilun knew that the two women were a little confused, so he simply put his arm around one and carried the two women into the central bathroom.
After soaking in the cold water, Shirin and Christina woke up and saw Feren sitting on the edge of the bath with a joking expression on their faces.
The next day, Friday.
The Wall Street stock market fluctuated greatly, and transactions were unusually large. After the opening, there was extreme selling pressure. Within half an hour, the Nasdaq once fell below the 1,400-point mark, reaching its lowest point of 1,387.06; and the Dow also hit 8,000 points for the first time.
The mark caused an impact, with the lowest reported at 8062.30.
Seeing this situation, Xibi and Kuji both smiled crookedly and almost dislocated their joints. Unexpectedly, Feilun called at this time and ordered: "Close the position immediately!"
"Ah? Now? Not the boss, the decline is in full swing now, this..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you the boss or am I the boss? Just do what you are told!" Feilun said unquestionably on the other end of the phone.
Xi Bi hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, boss, I'll do it right now!"
Seeing Xi Bi hang up the phone, Kuji asked: "What did the boss say?"
"Close the position!"
"Now!?"
"Nonsense!" Xibi glanced at the two major indexes, took the microphone and told all traders: "Everyone, listen to me, the Dow is now 8070, the Nasdaq is 1390, for long orders, press one point for every zero point
Close the position!"
The traders were all stunned when they heard this, and they were all a little hesitant.
"I didn't explain it clearly, or you didn't hear it clearly. Why are you standing there in a daze? Work!" Xibi yelled.
The traders came to their senses and began to close their positions with flying fingers.
Just when the selling order was evened out by 70%, two positive news came from Washington, and the stock index began to rise, and the decline for the whole week began to narrow. Seeing this scene, Xibi and Kuji were shocked to the gods.
"Wow, the boss is so awesome, isn't he? He was able to catch the wind in advance!"
"So we are wage earners, and he is the boss!"
At the same time, Feilun, who arrived at the police headquarters, finally met Zhao Yiguo.
"Hey, Lao Zhao, what have you been busy with these two days? There's not even a soul in sight!"
"Just busy!" Zhao Yiguo responded casually, looked around again, and then said in Feilun's ear: "In the past few days, I have been picking up rubble with the ghost guys in the bureau until I almost vomited!"
Feilun frowned when he heard this and said, "What? You are a foreign devil, and you did all the work by yourself?"
Zhao Yiguo waved his hand and said: "That's not true..."
"Then you bite my ears even if you say something?" Feilun asked puzzledly.
"To tell you the truth, the foreign devils are leading the way in the work of removing rubble, but they treat men and women equally, and the result is that gentlemen are miserable..."
Feilun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's a good thing to treat everyone equally. You've all been used to it. It's time to let this girl suffer!"
"Who are you calling this girl?" Suddenly, the elevator door opened just in time, and Wen Wen was glaring at Feilun in the elevator.
Fei Lun estimated that Wen Wen only heard the last part of what she said. He looked at her with disdain and muttered: "There are many young female police officers in this police station. Don't be too sentimental, okay?"
"Who is being so sentimental? Please speak clearly!" Wen Wenwen forced herself in front of Feilun with an expression that said, "If you don't speak clearly, I want you to look good."
Feilun sneered and said: "Are you here as a aunt or are you going through menopause? Are you sick?"
"You..." Wen Wen almost didn't burst out of anger at these words. She took a deep breath and felt a little better, "Feilun, you have the guts. Let's see if I don't beat you all over the floor in the exchange and confrontation next Monday.
Looking for teeth!" After saying that, he left proudly with a cold face.
"Exchange and confrontation?" Feilun was surprised. He looked at Zhao Yiguo and said, "Old Zhao, is there such a thing?"
"Yes, we will notify you in groups today. Didn't you receive the notification?"
Feilun rolled his eyes when he heard this and said: "I haven't even seen my policewoman today, so how can I be notified..."
Zhao Yiguo glanced at the gentle figure walking away, patted his shoulder and said: "The rules of communication and confrontation this time are different from those in the past. Brother, just ask for your blessings!"
Fei Lun smiled nonchalantly, raised his fist and said, "It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. In the end, you have to rely on this to speak!"
A quarter of an hour later, Fearon finally saw Tracy, who was belatedly arriving.
Tracey did not immediately tell Feilun about the exchange and confrontation. Instead, she looked at him from side to side and asked curiously: "Why are you alone? Where is Sasha?"
Feilun spread his hands and said: "Her aunt is here and she has some stomach discomfort, so she asked me to take a leave of absence from you!"
"Aunt? Belly?" Tracy asked in surprise, "Is there any necessary connection between the two?"
Feilun was stunned and immediately said: "Of course there is a connection..."
As soon as the conversation started, Tracy shouted as if she had discovered a new world: "I know, her aunt must have cooked a large table of delicious food for her, but she ended up having a bad stomach, right?"
Fearon suddenly became spartan and burst into laughter.
Tracy also felt something was wrong and asked: "Why are you laughing?"
"No, I'm not laughing..." Ferron denied it. Just as he was about to fool Tracey, his cell phone rang, "Hey, what?! Julie was taken to the FBI for questioning? They said she was suspected... or not?
Wrong? Okay, got it, I’ll be right over!”
Seeing that Feilun's face instantly darkened after hanging up the phone, Tracey asked, "What's wrong?"
Fearon said bluntly: "I have a friend who was taken to the FBI, and I thought I had to go check it out!"
"Then go quickly, I'm enough for the patrol!" Tracy said.
"Isn't it right? Something like that just happened yesterday, and you still plan to patrol Flushing?" Fearon said in astonishment.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Tracey said nonchalantly, "After all, what happened yesterday was our police force's limelight. If those gangsters open their eyes, they should be well behaved in the recent period."
Fearon did not comment on her words, made a goodbye gesture, went straight downstairs, drove the new Lamborghini, and rushed to the FBI branch in NY.
When they arrived at the end of the field, they parked the car. As they walked into the FBI branch, Ferron took out his cell phone and dialed back the number he just called: "Hey, I'm here. Where are you?"
"You go straight to the third floor. There is a large office here, and I am right at the door!" said Julie's agent.
Fearon took the elevator and quickly arrived at the third floor. At the door of the entire office, he saw a middle-aged woman in her early forties with light makeup and a not too bloated figure. He had seen this woman with Julie at her home.
In the photo together, I don’t doubt the identity of the other party’s agent.
On the contrary, the middle-aged woman probably only knew that Feilun was a person, but did not know Lushan's true face, so when they took photos together, she did not recognize Feilun.
When the middle-aged woman turned to look at the elevator entrance on the other side, Feilun quietly walked forward and said in her ear: "Hello, I am Feilun, what do you call me?"
The middle-aged woman was shocked and took two steps away. She stared at Fearon in panic and said, "Are you really Mr. Fearon?"
"If it's fake, I guarantee it will be replaced!" Feilun took out the driver's license issued by the United States from his butt pocket (hidden ring) and handed it over.
After reading her driver's license, the middle-aged woman introduced herself: "Call me Whitney!" She said and shook hands with Phelan.
Fearon said straight to the point: "When was Julie brought here? Did you call a lawyer?"
"Julie won't let you find a lawyer and says she just needs to call you over!" Whitney said somewhat helplessly.
Phelan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and suddenly understood why Julie wanted to find Whitney as her manager. Because she was obedient enough and said she wouldn't find a lawyer, but she really didn't want one. After thinking about this, Phelan
Then he changed the question and asked, "Do you know in which room Julie asked questions?"
"The end of the corridor, the one at the back!" Whitney pointed.
"Then you stay here, I'll go over and take a look!" As he said that, Ferran ran over and saw a room with glass walls before he reached the end.
Through the gap between the half-closed blinds, Fearon saw Julie sitting behind the table and seemed to be expressing something. He couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Silly girl!" But he was shocked to find that Julie's lips were only repeating one sentence,
"I won't say anything until my boyfriend comes!"
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