"Annie Cole is really your girlfriend?" Catherine asked with a smile, as she was sitting in the passenger seat and tilting her head to look at him.

Fang Han smiled and said, "You can't deny it in front of outsiders."

"why is that?"

“Agreement.”

"What the hell are you doing?" Catherine frowned and stared at him. The spirit of the contract was deeply rooted in her mind. When she heard that it was an agreement, she no longer objected and was curious about the reason.

Fang Han said: "It's very convenient to be a boyfriend and girlfriend!"

"Who is convenient?"

"It's very convenient for both of us." Fang Han smiled and said, "I took advantage of it. She also has a shield, and both of them have benefits."

Catherine thought for a while and nodded: "That's true!... But is it really good to find a female star to be her girlfriend?"

Fang Han shook his head.

Katherine sighed: "The Hollywood circle is too messy and dirty, I hope Anne Cole can be clean."

Fang Han smiled and said, "She is okay."

"That's the best." Catherine nodded and said, "These celebrities often look glamorous and have a very bad life. It's rare for Anne to think about really developing into a girlfriend."

Fang Han smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Catherine said: "Say you are serious about your relationship. You have a few girlfriends. If you are not serious, you are wronged again!"

Fang Han smiled without saying a word, saying nothing, and he was indeed a contradictory person.

Fang Han sent Catherine home, dialed Anne Cole's cell phone directly, and told the story of Councillor McCann's invitation to her to the banquet together.

Annie Cole hesitated for a moment and said helplessly that there was a schedule that day, and the important schedule that could not be changed and that he could not be absent. He might not be able to accompany him, otherwise Joanna would replace him.

Fang Han stopped talking, smiled and said no need to, and hung up his phone.

———

Annie Cole put down his cell phone and stared at Joanna with a angrily look.

The two were sitting in Anne Cole's villa bedroom, lying side by side on the bed. They were both wearing moon-white silk nightgowns, pure and sexy.

"Joan, just hurt me!" Annikoll threw his phone onto the bed and complained: "Fang Han must be angry!"

"If you are angry, just be angry." Joanna took Annie's left arm and put it on her head, leisurely: "Are you still afraid that he will get angry?"

"It's the first time he asked me!" Annie Cole said angrily: "I refused the first time. How dare he speak again in the future?"

"I said Annie, you're confused!" Joanna said angrily: "I underestimate Fang Han too much. His face is thicker than you think!"

Anne Cole was not in a state of mind, and her beautiful face was constantly changing, and she murmured: "What if he made an appointment with someone else?"

"Who else can he ask?" Joanna snorted.

"Catherine, his beautiful partner!"

"She-?" Joanna shook her head: "You're thinking too much!"

“Catherine is charming and beautiful!”

Joanna glared at her with a grudge: "Annie, you are Annie Cole. Why are you so unconfident? Will you lose to a female policeman?"

Annie Cole frowned and shook his head, thinking endlessly.

After a while, she reached out to touch her phone: "No, I have to tell him that the schedule has been adjusted!"

Joanna snatched it over: "No!"

"Joan--!" Anne Cole frowned and glared at her.

Joanna said: "How anxious are you just calling now?"

"I understand!" Annie Cole snatched his phone again and snorted: "You can't handle the relationship at all. Which of the three boyfriends is more than two months old?...I'll do it myself, I can't listen to you!"

"Annie!" Joanna said angrily: "How did you ask me just now? I said that I know Fang Han best, so I tried my best to come up with this idea, but you didn't listen!"

"Next time, do what you said!" Annie Cole smiled and said, "Forget it this time!"

"...You are so anxious!" Joanna shook her head.

———

On Saturday morning, Fang Han brought Anne Cole to McCann Manor.

Fang Han was wearing a suit, while Annie Cole was wearing a small black silver silk dress, making her legs look smooth and slender, and her skin was white.

It was already very lively, with quiet music swaying. There were several barbecue stalls on the green grass, and several people were barbecue meat and vegetables.

A group of people gathered together in groups of three or three and talked and laughed.

As soon as Fang Han and Anne Cole came in, McCann and Nancy came over. After talking and laughing, Nancy took Anne Cole away. McCann took Fang Han into the inner room.

There were several middle-aged and elderly people sitting in a room on the second floor. Four of them gathered together to play cards. When they saw McCann and Fang Han coming in, they waved to the white-haired old man at the door: "McCann. Play for two!"

McCann smiled and said, "Figgs, let me introduce you. This is Fang Han, my friend!"

"Fang Han?" Phiges's hair and hair were white, his face was rosy and wrinkles. This was rare among white people, and they often age very much.

Fang Han smiled and nodded: "Hello, Phiges."

"This is Mogen, Diatu, and Hesseld," McKen pointed at the other three middle-aged and elderly people one by one to introduce Fang Han.

Fang Han greeted him one by one, and then sat at the table.

"Fang Han, super policeman," Figuez said with a smile: "I admire Fang Han for your skills, you are very powerful!"

Fang Han thanked him, but was not very humble. He knew that the Americans would not take this trick, but they were more confident in their habits.

"Fang Han, what do you know about Chinese Kung Fu, right?"

"Yes." Fang Han nodded and asked himself that Mo Gen, a taciturn middle-aged man with sharp eyes, and he knew his mind was firm at a glance.

"Is Chinese Kung Fu really that powerful?" Mo Gen shook his head.

Fang Han smiled: "Chinese Kung Fu is like a nuclear bomb. It is very effective in playing a role, but it depends on whether you can reach this point. If you can't practice it, it means the level of bullets."

"So..." Mo Gen nodded: "It's a good metaphor. I understand. Then why can you practice so well?"

Fang Han said: "I have some talent."

"Oh..., this world is a world of geniuses." Xisld smiled and shook his head: "Fang Han is a genius, I don't know how to play cards!"

"I heard that your paintings are good, too." Diatu smiled. He was an old man with wrinkles on his face, tall and thin, and his youthful style could be vaguely seen.

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's okay, it's better because of its unique style. Some people like and some people hate it."

"Come on, play cards!" McCann said loudly: "Fang Han is qualified to sit here, and you will know in the future. Fang, you can play cards!"

Fang Han smiled and played a card, then chatted with them casually.

They talked about a variety of topics, not like powerful figures at all, but more like old men in the countryside. They didn’t talk about national affairs, but only talked about some interesting stories.

Fang Han learned their identities from the chat, a New York Police Department chief director, a state senator, an admiral, and a president of a world-leading large group.
Chapter completed!