Compared with other forces, the accumulation of the blood clan for thousands of years, the industrial forces, the forces that depend on them, together with the forces that depend on them, these gather together into an extremely terrible torrent. Even the government in power dares to easily touch all of this, unless they are not afraid of causing social unrest and their ruling status is not guaranteed, so Prince Donald and others have the confidence to say such words.

As for this kind of favor, you can get along with it with both coming and going. Blindly giving will only make people think you are a fool, but instead feel despised. Blindly asking for it will make people think you are just a blood leech and avoid it. On the contrary, for Jian'er, once you determine what the matter is, if these blood clans can really help, Jian'er will never be polite with them. After all, only with this kind of favor, only with both coming and going is the real contact. Too much politeness will only make people feel distant.

Especially in Jian'er's situation, these blood clans are not afraid of Jian'er making requests and causing trouble. In fact, they want Jian'er to bother them more. If they have something to ask for, they can speak up. If they have no friendship at all, it would be better to say that the blood clans would worry about their own requests and would not be able to get them, and they would have other undesirable thoughts.

Looking at the distant figure of Count Dracula's car, Jian'er covered the complexity in her eyes and let out a long sigh.

"Lei, let's go in." He raised his head and looked at the embassy's door, ignored those curious and inquiring eyes and walked over calmly.

Embassy Hall.

"Hello, can anyone help you?" The receptionist at the front desk greeted him. The familiar local accent made Jian Er, who had always been filled with exotic accents in his ears these days, suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

"Hello, I have an appointment with Ambassador Zhai." Jian'er showed a polite smile to the visitor, "My surname is Song, Song Jian'er. Please help..."

"Are you Ms. Song?" The receptionist's eyes lit up, "Ambassador Zhai told you to notify him immediately as soon as you arrive, please wait!"

The receptionist quickly pressed the inside number as he spoke. You should know that the secretariat had asked several times. Even a fool knew that this should be a very important guest, so how could he dare to neglect it?

"Hello, Secretariat." A young but very calm voice came.

"Hello, Secretary Zhang, Ms. Song has arrived." The receptionist said.

"Okay, I understand. Please welcome Ms. Song, I'll get out right now." The calm voice brought a few excitement.

"Ms. Song, please sit here." The reception staff led Jian'er and Lei to the reception room on the side, and then poured them a cup of tea. "Wait for a moment, Secretary Zhang will come down immediately."

"Thank you." Jian'er thanked politely.

After only a few words, footsteps sounded at the door. Looking at the man walking in quickly outside the door, the receptionist couldn't help but be stunned. Secretary Zhang?! Why did he get down so quickly?!

"Hello, is Ms. Song? I am Ambassador Zhai's secretary. My surname is Zhang. Just call me Xiao Zhang or Secretary Zhang." The neat short, capable expression and sharp eyes were blocked by the golden-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, which added a bit of gentleness to the face.

"Hello, Secretary Zhang." Jian'er stood up, nodded and greeted the person.

"Please please, the ambassador has been waiting for you for a long time." Secretary Zhang gave in to the side and made a "please" gesture, but when his eyes touched Lei beside him, his eyebrows frowned almost invisibly, and hesitated, "This is..."

"My boyfriend." Jian'er stretched out her hand and put it on Lei's arm. "I mentioned it to Ambassador Zhai. He came with me. Why? Ambassador Zhai didn't tell you?"

Did Ambassador Zhai say it? Of course, it said it. But neither Ambassador Zhai nor Secretary Zhang expected that the boyfriend that Jian'er mentioned was actually a foreigner (Lee's facial features are European, and his silver eyes look like he is a silver eye, let alone make people believe that he is an oriental, even if you say he is a mixed race, there will probably not be many people who believe it. After all, there is no trace of this oriental on his face.). This matters is important, can this person believe it?

"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Seeing the hesitation of Secretary Zhang, Jian'er nodded and said with a harsh voice.

"If this is the case, please come here." Time could not be delayed. After thinking about it, Secretary Zhang decided to invite the two of them together. As for the others, just leave them to Ambassador Zhai to make his own judgment.

"Do you need my help?" Secretary Zhang pointed to the luggage at Jian'er's feet.

"No, this is not heavy, just let's do it yourself." Jian'er shook her head, and before Secretary Zhang could say anything, Lei stretched out his hand and carried Jian'er and his luggage into his hand. He didn't like irrelevant people to touch his own things, and he was even more unhappy not to let other men touch his women's things. Secretary Zhang's words just now were a big deal for Lei Lailai!

Looking at the three of them passing by, a trace of doubt flashed in the receptionist's eyes. What happened recently? Who is Ms. Song? Why is Secretary Zhang so nervous? Finally, this person shook his head and put it all behind his head. When everyone in his career knows, when should you only have eyes and ears but not mouth. Don't ask what you shouldn't know, let alone know. The principle of confidentiality is the course for those who are stationed abroad.

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"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" A knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in!"

"Ambassador, Ms. Song and her boyfriend have arrived." Secretary Zhang opened the door and walked in with Jian'er and Lei.

"That's great, you finally arrived." Ambassador Zhai quickly dropped the documents in his hand and greeted him.

"Hello, Ambassador Zhai, I am Song Jian'er." Looking at Ambassador Zhai's somewhat surprised look when he saw her, Jian'er looked calm.

"Didn't you say that you want to call me Uncle Zhai?" It's really not easy for those who can become an ambassador to a country. The exposed emotions in Ambassador Zhai's eyes almost flashed. At this time, he looked like an ordinary kind elder.

"Uncle Zhai." Jian'er's lips curled up and showed a sweet smile, "Uncle Zhai calls me Jian'er, or Jane's girl, and Brother Ouyang calls me that too."
Chapter completed!