Chapter 984: Whose Dragon Boat Festival belongs to (please collect, recommend and vote)

Chapter 984 Whose Dragon Boat Festival belongs to (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

 “My dear, have you stayed in the hotel all day today?” It was already dark when Sheila came back.

Xu Chuan was watching the news on the computer.

"Yes, have you encountered anything? You must ask Brian and the others to follow you. The security situation in the United States has been getting worse recently."

Xu Chuan nodded, then turned the computer around. Fierce shootings occurred in Ohio, Kansas, and Tennessee, killing dozens of people, and some even used heavy weapons.

Xue La threw her high heels aside and took off her obstructive skirt as she walked over. When she sat on Xu Chuan's lap, she was left with only a pair of underwear.

Xu Chuan wanted to push the person down in disgust. The woman had been busy all day and now her whole body was covered in sweat.

If it weren’t for the fact that her body odor was not as obvious as other white people’s, Xu Chuan would have thrown her to the ground.

 “Haha”, Sheila hugged the other person’s neck and didn’t let go.

 Xu Chuan's head was buried in front of the murderer and he let out a muffled laugh. Then he immediately reacted and stretched out his hand to grab Xue La's hair and pulled her back to straighten her upper body.

“Fuck, what are you doing?” Sheila’s scalp hurt, she raised her head and cursed.

“Don’t tell me that you’ve been out like this all day today.” This woman only had a pair of underwear and nothing on top.

Xue La shook her head and broke away from Xu Chuan's hand, "I'm going to take pictures. I have to keep changing clothes, so how can I wear underwear."

 What the hell, Xu Chuan never paid attention to this before, and now he feels that he has suffered a big loss.

“Ha, dear, are you jealous?” Sheila lowered her head and looked at the other person with an expression as if she had discovered a new world.

“Jealous? Stop joking, now tell me who your photographer is.” Xu Chuan reached out and took out a Glock 19 from the drawer.

 Sela lowered her head and kissed him **** the face, "My dear, you are so cute, I put on a breast patch."

Although they stars don’t walk on catwalks as often as models, they still wear dresses and take cover photos for a lot of activities. This situation is simply unavoidable, and many people even don’t even wear bra stickers.

The two of them joked for a while, and Sheila talked about what happened today. The FBI and NYPD went to RUNWAY and made a mess. In the end, it was Irv Ravitz who stepped in to solve the problem.

Miranda was very angry. She must have thought that the NYPD was not giving her face and almost slapped her in the face in public.

But this time the FBI was present, otherwise Miranda would definitely go to the mayor of New York to complain about Marta Robbins.

And this time it involved almost 8 million in cash from two banks. If anyone knew that the robbers were related to RUNWAY, those financiers would not let the Elias Clark Group go.

 Xu Chuan laughed directly after hearing what the other party said, and faced Xue La's doubtful eyes and said, "Have the contracts been signed for the resources they promised?"

Even words written in black and white may not be useful these days, so just listen to verbal agreements.

“Lavi has already talked with the other party, and RUNWAY gave me the cover of the American edition in September and the Italian edition in October.”

With Miranda’s connections in the fashion industry, it’s almost no problem to get endorsements from high-end luxury brands.

 As for the issue of cooperation with Qisi Group, Zhang Qi knows how to discuss these matters.

Xu Chuan pushed Xue La into the bathroom and asked her to wash herself off quickly.

Xue La took off the only fabric on her body and threw it to the other party. Xu Chuan caught it, then picked it up on his finger, shook it and threw it aside. Xue La's fashion resources have increased dramatically in the past two years, but there is still a gap between her and those big names. .

“By the way, when is that Pepsi commercial going to be broadcast?” Xu Chuan watched the other party spread his hair and start taking a shower, and then thought of it.

 He was quite curious about what kind of response the song would have.

“Oh, Ravi said it should be launched globally at the same time tomorrow, and Pepsi has rented a big screen in Times Square, but to be honest, I don’t even know what the effect will be.”

“It seems they are very confident.” Xu Chuan’s eyes followed the water flow and followed the opponent’s curve, converging on that secret location.

Xue La felt Xu Chuan's gaze, then she leaned on the wall and bent down to shake him, then turned her head and looked at him, "My dear, do you want to come together..."

His golden hair was stuck to his cheeks, and the index finger of his right hand was held on his lips. The charming look on his face made Xu Chuan stiffen slightly.

Xu Chuan smiled. Although it was very tempting, he still had something to do today.   …

 “Where did you find that guy?”

 Earlier, Lynne Fiennes reported that she had found the Han Chaopei, who did not leave New York.

Xu Chuan had reason to suspect that this guy was planning to attack him again. Now it seemed that the MK Group couldn't control him at all.

Since it is a threat, of course it needs to be dealt with immediately, even if he looks like Li Bingxian.

“Boss, Swager found him. That kid is hiding in Chinatown.” Fiennes and a group of bodyguards had already changed their equipment.

“Boss, you don’t need to go there in person, Swag has already set his sights on him, and he can deal with this Bichi **** at any time.”

  That’s what he said, but he still handed over a tactical vest with bulletproof plates.

"No, I want to ask why he ran to Chinatown as a Hanguo stick, and whether he planned to steal something." Xu Chuan took the tactical vest and put it on his seat without wearing it.

Fiennes and the others all looked puzzled and did not get the idea at all.

 Chinatown is not Chinatown in Manhattan, but Flushing in northern Queens.

Xuchuan here feels like returning to China. There are Chinese signboards everywhere, but the buildings are very old, the streets are crowded and dirty, and it looks very much like a small county town in China, which must have been in the 1990s.

Flushing is different from other Chinatowns. Most Chinatowns across the United States are populated by people from three places: Ford, Wenzhou and Guangzhou, but Flushing is populated by people from all places.

 Cantonese is easier to use than Mandarin in other places, and in Flushing Cantonese have to speak Mandarin when doing business.

 Looking at the familiar signs, they include Sliced ​​Noodles, Braised Chicken, Spicy Hotpot, Shaxian, Tea Restaurant, and the most ridiculous ones are Jiajinmen Mahua and Pancake Fruit.

 Well, Xu Chuan felt that he was really hungry.

Of course it’s not just about food, there are also KTVs, convenience stores, parcel delivery services, and shopping malls.

There is a billboard erected on the roadside, which is a recruitment advertisement for the US military. It says in traditional Chinese "Born as a descendant of the dragon, proud to be an American citizen" (not made up)

Han Chaopei was sitting in a Chinese restaurant called Dongtingchun eating. The sauced bones here are very good.

There is only one reason for him to come here, that is, the boss is from Han country and the cook is from China.

 “Are you sure you don’t want some kimchi?”

Han Chaopei, who was chewing a big bone in the private room, glanced at Xu Chuan, who was already sitting across from him. Just as he was about to smash the bone in his hand, he saw that the other person had put the gun on the table.

 “Don’t play tricks.” Xu Chuan pointed behind Han Chaopei. His people were already distributed around the box.

Han Chaopei put the bones on his hands on the plate, then took off his disposable gloves and wiped his mouth with a towel.

 “How did you find me?” Han Chaopei’s mind quickly thought about how to escape.

 Xu Chuan, however, had no chance to give him a chance to buy time, but winked at Fiennes.

This man was much smarter than Curtis. He walked over and put the plastic bag in his hand on Han Chaopei's head.

Xu Chuan shook his head. Did this man actually think that he would talk nonsense to him?

Han Chaopei was dragged to the floor. Two other bodyguards came over to help Fiennes grab his hands and feet, and then they beat him violently.

 “I will hit you if I say I will.”

 Two minutes later, the plastic bag was pressed tightly against Han Chaopei's face, and he was almost suffocating.

Xu Chuan waved his hand, and several people let go of Han Chaopei. When Fiennes took the plastic bag away, the guy's face looked like he was about to bleed.

 Drag the person back to the original chair, Han Chaopei kept gasping and coughing.

“Let me ask you a question, and answer it honestly.” Xu Chuan looked at the other party seriously, “Whose Dragon Boat Festival belongs to you?”