As soon as the day dawned, Zhen Fan's phone rang, hung up, and went back to sleep. But the phone rang persistently, again and again, and finally made Zhen Fan sleepy.

"Say it, Sarah!"

Zhen Fan yawned, stuck his head out of the thin quilt, and looked out of the window with his eyes very confused, there were few people outside, this small city was far from the noise and rush of the big city of Los Angeles.

"Sorry to bother you so early!" Sarah said in a slightly apologetic tone.

"Oh, since I think it's bothering, then I'll hang up!" After speaking, Zhen Fan really hung up the phone, and then retracted his head into the thin quilt and continued to be an ostrich.

The phone rings again.

Zhen Fan muttered dissatisfied, pressed the answer button, and heard a very rushed tone inside: "Damn bastard, can't you talk well......"

"Oh, I bothered you, sorry, I hung up!" Zhen Fan pressed off the phone again, then turned it off, covered his head, and fell asleep again.

Zhen Fan was still a little dazed until he ate breakfast. 300,000 US dollars, not RMB, and what I do is just insert a few silver needles in other people's heads, is there anything faster than this? Of course, although this is accidental, it cannot change the reality that the 300,000 dollars have been received.

Zuihou Zhen Fan came to a conclusion that being an actor, being a famous actor, especially being a famous actor in Hollywood is a much more promising profession than traditional Chinese medicine, but it has little to do with himself, or has nothing to do with it!

Thinking about it like this, my mood calmed down a lot.

Before breakfast was finished, there was a quick knock on the door!

"Who? If I don't give my name, I'll call the police! Zhen Fan had already seen the angry Sarah outside through the cat's eye, and couldn't help but deliberately make a joke!

"Damn, it's me, Sarah, Zhen, open the door, don't let me get a search warrant!"

Zhen Fan opened the door, and then a gust of wind blew, Sarah rushed in, sat on the sofa with her ass, stared at Zhen Fan, stood up again, and took a can of drink in Zhen Fan's refrigerator by herself.

"Click!" With a bang, the can was opened, and Sarah sat down on the sand again, her relaxed body stretched out on the sofa, and let out a long and comfortable shhh.

It's too much to treat yourself as a guest.

Zhen Fan was speechless, so he had to sit down too, a little far away from Sarah.

"Weishenme won't answer my calls?" Sarah asked, but a can of drink was much lower.

"I'm sleeping!" Zhen Fan said to Sarah seriously, "We have a saying in China: one heart cannot be used for two purposes, that is to say, you must concentrate on doing one thing, and if you sleep wholeheartedly, you can't answer the phone!" I'm sorry! ”

Looking at Zhen Fan's serious appearance, with a "flutter", Sarah couldn't hold back, and the soda sprayed on Zhen Fan's chest.

"I'm sorry!"

Sarah was going to get up and wipe him.

"Is this Chinese humor?"

Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "It seems to be, but I'm telling the truth!" ”

"I believe what you say...... Damn it! Sarah burst into another foul mouth, "I'm here to tell you that we've arrested the owner of the coffee shop, his name is Gail Klatt, and you're right, we've found something of value in his wife's belongings!" ”

"So...... Congratulations! Zhen Fan stretched out his hand and shook hands with Sarah.

"Of course, you're involved, so I'm here to ...... this time."

"Needless to say, I'm your advisor! Isn't it? Zhen Fan behaved very generously and with great grace.

"I'm here to ask you, is that woman yesterday Kristen Stewart herself? How did she get in touch with you? Oh, how did you meet her? ”

Obviously, Zhen Fan once again made a mistake, and retracted his outstretched hand a little embarrassedly and rubbed his nose.

"By chance, the stars are much closer now, maybe you will meet the president in my room one day, if I invite him!"

"This is also the humor of the Chinese?"

Sarah didn't think it was funny this time, but just snorted her nose, indicating that she couldn't understand.

"If you're here to get an autograph, I can do it for you, and I'll be ready for lunch later!" According to Zhen Fan's Chinese meaning, I have to cook now, and you should go home!

But obviously, Zhen Fan ignored the national conditions of the United States, Sarah nodded excitedly, and said to Zhen Fan: "The Chinese food you make is delicious, do you want me to help you?" What to eat today? ”

Speechless! Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, it turns out that China's national conditions are indeed not suitable for the national conditions of the United States, it seems that in the future, it will be too polite, and it will make people misunderstand.

"Dumplings!"

"Dumplings? I like it! ”

Sarah hasn't actually eaten dumplings, although there are also Chinese restaurants, but she never orders that, but this time it's different, Zhen Fan's craftsmanship is still good, whether it's the reputation of the little girl Claire or the reputation of Anne and Thomas, or a little closer, the reputation of Christine is good!

"Come and help!"

Zhen Fan couldn't see Sarah sitting there, so he pulled her over.

and flour, rolling dough, chopping meat filling, making dumplings, the whole process, Sarah excitedly participated in the whole process, and personally wrapped two superb dumplings with flower skirts, to be precise, it should be a prickly flour dumpling wrapped in meat filling.

"Zhen, I didn't expect your dumplings to be so beautiful!"

Sarah wore plastic gloves and held up a Zhen Fan bag of haode dumplings, praising it with envy.

The "jingle bell" doorbell rang. Zhen Fan walked over and opened the door, Christine was at the door, saw the door open, shouted excitedly, and then hugged Zhen Fan, and the two feet in high heels were still kicking.

"Zhen, it's too xiexie you, God, you know? I slept so well yesterday and it's all thanks to you, thank you so much! Christine screamed, wanting to leave another mark on Zhen Fan's face.

"It's Christine!" Zhen Fan hurriedly stopped her and said to the kitchen. Then let Christine in, "It's Sarah, you met yesterday, from the California Special Investigation Agency, I'm her advisor!" Colleague! ”

Christine also blushed, but fortunately she didn't put her lips together, otherwise it would be too embarrassing, and she suddenly quieted down, and Christine, who was quiet, was like a perfect lady.

"Is it Christine? I'm sorry, I'm making dumplings, it's Zhen teaching me! Sarah deliberately raised her two hands with plastic gloves and smiled at Christine to show that she was busy.

"Dumplings? I've eaten it in a Chinese restaurant, it tastes good, I didn't expect you to do it! ”

Christine's interest was also raised, and she got up from the couch with a look of eagerness.

"Don't go over, don't be blind to her, she doesn't make dumplings at all, she's making dumplings, with meat filling!" Zhen Fan hurriedly stopped her, "I'll prick you with a needle, are you on the sofa or in the room?" Well, I mean, the process of pricking the needle, you might be tempted to sleep, and here...... It's a mess! ”

As he spoke, his eyes glanced to Sarah's side.

"It's right here!" Christine smiled, glared at Zhen Fan, and then put on a very comfortable position to lean on the sofa, Zhen Fan took out the silver needle from the study and began to prick the needle for her.

"Hey, Zhen, what are you doing? In acupuncture? ”

"You know acupuncture?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I know, this is not an uncommon thing, I have used acupuncture, but to be honest, there is no magic in the legend!"

"You're wrong, this is even more miraculous than the legend says, it can cure my dreaminess!" Christine can't listen to Sarah talk bad about acupuncture, and now that she is the beneficiary of acupuncture, she certainly can't tolerate slander from others.

Sarah was stunned for a moment, then angry, and was about to retort.

"Alright, Sarah, let's go make dumplings, I'll come over later!" Zhen Fan said to her.

"Are you a doctor?"

Sarah ignored him, glared at him and asked.

"What does it matter? I was a doctor! ”

"Nonsense, you can't be a doctor at all, how long have you been in the United States? It's impossible to get a medical qualification certificate, you are practicing medicine illegally! ”

"Who told you I'm not a doctor anymore? In China, I am a very professional doctor! ”

"This is America!" Sarah's face was not good-looking, and she glanced at Christine, who was already a little angry.

"Enough, Sarah!" Zhen Fan couldn't help it, "Go make your dumplings!" ”

Sarah's face was not good-looking, Zhen Fan had never spoken to her in such a heavy tone, which showed that Zhen Fan was indeed a little annoyed, and took off his plastic gloves stupidly.

"Zhen, I'm quitting, zaijian!" Sarah was so angry that she was about to open the door, and after opening the door, she turned to Christine and replied, "Zaijian, it's so stupid!" ”

"Bang!" The door slammed shut, and then I heard the sound of a car starting outside.

"You should go after her!" Christine looked at Zhen Fan with some sympathy.

“weishenme？”

Zhen Fan looked at Christine puzzled.

"Can't you see? This woman loves you! ”

Zhen Fan suddenly smiled, and then shook his head, Christine only saw the surface, how could it be?

"What about the dumplings?" Christine looked up at Zhen Fan! “

"Biedong, it's hard to prick the needle again!" After Zhen Fan finished speaking, he pricked a needle and clapped his hands, "You sit here and rest, you may especially want to sleep, if you want to, you can just sleep, when you wake up, we will have dumplings to eat, if you want to eat!"

"Of course I want to eat it!"

Christine smiled, then yawned a lot, and was about to say something, but she felt a little confused in her head and her head heavy. By the time Zhen Fan put on the plastic gloves, she had already let out a heavy snort. Christine was already asleep.

By the time she woke up, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and she had slept for two hours. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, the impression of the room when she woke up could not surprise her, she got up, went to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, and returned to the living room.

"Ready, how about you?"

Zhen Fan smiled and brought out a large plate of steaming dumplings, as well as plates and chopsticks with sauce and vinegar.

"Do you want my help?"

"Yes, come and help eat dumplings!"

"Hah-you're really-" Christine couldn't help laughing, pointed at Zhen Fan, sat down, and laboriously put a dumpling in her mouth.

"Tastes good, ...... than me"

"Stop, don't talk about this, eat dumplings, eat without saying anything, our Chinese tradition!" Zhen Fan blocked her mouth from boasting.