Chapter 441

This time to Hollywood, Han Fei is the first stop. Jiang Qinghou and they still stay at home to make an overall plan.

When she heard that her son was going to the United States, Dong Jie began to "worry about her mother when her son traveled thousands of miles" and helped Han Fei pack a lot of luggage. Even her winter down jacket had to be stuffed into the box.

Han Fei said helplessly, "Mom, Los Angeles has a Mediterranean climate. It can not be cold at this time. How old I am, I will take care of myself."

Dong Jie looked at her son and sighed. This smelly boy has made her uneasy since childhood. Who would have thought that she became more and more independent after going to college? I didn't see him make herself very desolate.

"After all, it's going abroad. Remember to be careful there. I heard that the law and order there is bad..."

Well, Dong Jie started the mode of reading and breaking again, and Han Fei had to listen. When she said she was tired, she replied: "don't worry, there are cooperative companies over there, there will be no problem with safety."

Han Beibei saw that it was finally her turn: "brother, remember to bring me a gift."

"Smelly girl, be obedient at home. Don't make my mother angry."

"Slightly ~ ~"

After a while, Han Fei went directly to the airport, took out his phone and dialed a strange number, which was the interpreter Jiang Yan found for herself.

Before dialing, he was patted on his shoulder. Han Fei turned his head and was stunned: "Why are you here?"

Li Yanan wore a standard professional suit and raised his mobile phone with a smile.

Han Fei was silly: "no, no, how could it be you?"

"After returning home, I wanted to find a job. I happened to see a company recruiting translators on the Internet. I wanted to live in the United States and have legal knowledge. I worked as an intern in a law firm in the United States, so I applied." Li Yanan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Well, you won, Han Fei was speechless.

Li Yanan held out his hand: "Mr. Han, I'm your temporary translator. Please take care of me."

"Take more care." Han Fei thought, what does this girl mean? Is this to draw a line with yourself? Come on, he doesn't believe that overseas returnees like Li Yanan will rare this temporary translation job.

The plane took off. Not long after, a stewardess pushed a cart and asked with a smile, "may I haveadrink, sir?"

Han Fei was about to speak. As a result, Li Yanan translated directly in Chinese: "she asked you what you need to drink."

Then Han Fei saw that there was something wrong with the blonde stewardess looking at him

"Please, I'd better use this simple everyday language." Han Fei vaguely thought the chick was intentional.

Li Yanan spread his hands innocently: "who let me be your interpreter?"

Well, you're great. Han Fei rolled his eyes, and then began to adjust his seat and prepare to rest. It takes more than ten hours to get to Los Angeles. Fortunately, it's first class. The seat should be more comfortable, otherwise it's no different from squeezing hard seats home during the Spring Festival. When they arrive, their ass is broken.

When he woke up the next day, Han flew off the plane and looked up, but he found that it was still during the day. At first, he was quite surprised. As a result, he had come to the northern hemisphere and stepped on American land.

"Hey, man, welcome to the United States." Chris and his secretary had already been waiting outside. When they saw Han Fei, they came forward and hugged him warmly.

Han Fei smiled and patted him: "I haven't seen you for months. You look better than before."

Li Yanan gave Han Fei a white look, which means: didn't you say you would?

Then he began to translate. Chris brightened up when he saw Li Yanan and winked at Han Fei: "you haven't seen this secretary before." then he took a special look at his sexy secretary. Well, it's better for him. In an instant, he was kind of catching up with Han Fei.

Han Fei put away the joke and introduced in a positive way: "this is my translator, Miss Li Yanan. Well, it's a translator, not a secretary."

Chris was a little confused, but seeing that Han Fei didn't look like a joke, he could only shrug his shoulders: "sorry, I'm just kidding."

Li Yanan looked at Han Fei. There was no change in his expression, but there was a trace of joy in his eyes.

When the party got into Chris's car, it was an extended Rolls Royce. Han Fei was speechless: "can you be more earthy? In China, this car was only used for weddings in the 1990s."

After listening to Li Yanan's translation, Chris was even more confused: "hmm? But I heard that this car is very popular in China. Doesn't it mean that it has a lot of face?"

"No, you don't understand China." Han Fei forced. In fact, who can think that it's not the price of luxury cars that stop showing off wealth, but because the road in the community is too narrow for cars to enter?

"Hey, man, you'll be satisfied with the next arrangement, I promise." Chris asked for a boring and helpless hand.

The car drove all the way and finally stopped in front of a luxury house. Chris proudly announced: "Beverly Hills, hey man, this is the most luxurious residential area in Los Angeles. Many Hollywood stars live here. Of course, this is the property of the company. In fact, I think you can buy a luxury house here at your value. This is a symbol of identity."

Han Fei scoffs at this. Hollywood won't recognize you just because you drive a luxury car and live in a luxury house. There are only two ways to gain respect here. One is to get an Oscar, and the other is to get a box office that is enough for people.

Of course, on the surface, Han Fei expressed his gratitude to Chris. At least the house is good. It really deserves the title of a luxury house. It has 5 bedrooms, 6.5 bathrooms, tennis court, home theater, swimming pool, private gymnasium, fireplace, private botanical hall, housekeeper service, garden, spa room with massage pool, and everything that can improve the quality of life, There's everything here.

"Oh, man, you have a good rest first. I'll show you the office tomorrow." Chris said and slipped away with his secretary. Before leaving, he gave Han Fei a "you know" look.

Han Fei turned his eyes secretly, but the man naturally couldn't recognize the advice and gave Chris a look of "you're very interesting".

"What were you doing there just now?"

When he went upstairs, Li Yanan suddenly said something behind him. Han Fei almost softened his feet and hurriedly squeezed out a sincere face: "Oh, nothing, just suddenly felt his eyes itch. Maybe he was going to have jet lag."

"Well, good night, no, good afternoon," said Li Yanan, dragging his luggage and impolitely checking into the master bedroom.

Han Fei regretfully heard the sound of locking the door

Without a word overnight, Han Fei didn't know that his trip had been captured by the media. Less than an hour after his flight took off, the news of his going abroad appeared on the Internet, and all kinds of speculation immediately poured in.