His expression all fell into the eyes of Director Clark, and the smile on Director Clark's face deepened, and he said softly: "I was also a junior trader in a red vest at the beginning, do a good job, one day, you will be like me." ”

He looked at the longing and yearning on the young man's face with satisfaction, took his shoulders around him kindly, and walked towards the desk: "Come, child, I just have a job here that suits you." ”

Just when Jian Han watched the honest and honest Wolf walk into the trap of Director Clark, worried about his fate, the picture turned, accompanied by the manic music of metal rock, what appeared on the screen was a smoky speakeasy.

The camera follows the back of a tall man walking towards the depths of the bar, a young woman with heavy makeup and revealing clothes seems to be drunk, and her body involuntarily leans towards him, and he mercilessly leans sideways, allowing the other party to collapse to the ground.

Finally, he stood at a round table in the corner, pulled out his chair, and sat down directly, and a deep male voice sounded: "Dork, what do I want?"

The camera moved to another man at the round table, and when his face appeared on the screen, Jian Han couldn't help but exclaim, this man who looked a little restrained was actually the fierce subordinate who respectfully lit his cigar in front of Tang!

He pushed a bulging yellow folder in front of the man, and said at the same time: "After Clark divorced his ex-wife, he did not marry again, and only had a daughter, but he treasured this daughter, this is his daughter's information." ”

"Aisha?" A pair of slender, bony hands picked up the folder, took out the information inside, browsed one by one, the camera finally zoomed out, and the owner of the handle was taken into the lens, he had black hair, bangs blocked his forehead, and black-framed glasses, he looked quite honest and honest, and he was Worf!

Dork, who was sitting next to him, moved his body nervously, stared at Wolf's face carefully, as if to ease some of the tense atmosphere, and quipped: "Hi, Wolf, I heard that you are doing a good job in the financial center, I thought you were on the right path." ”

Wolf ignored him, but Docker didn't blame him at all, smiled awkwardly, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips nervously, sat up straight, stretched his neck, and began to look around boredly.

Just as he and a girl who was smoking a cigarette and wearing heavy makeup not far away, Wolf finally finished reading the information, he slowly stuffed the information back into the file bag, and said softly, in a low and slow voice: "How can the son of a prostitute and a gangster be whitewashed?"

As he spoke, he took off his black-framed eyes, revealing a pair of deep dark eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, full of ridicule, and in an instant, he changed from an ordinary honest young man to a handsome devil!

In the next second, he put on his black-framed glasses again, and in the blink of an eye, he became the honest young man with a simple face.

Jian Han subconsciously pressed the pause button, and couldn't help but choose to play back for ten seconds, a short line of effort, from the time he took off his glasses to the time he put them back on, but in just a few seconds, this also made his handsomeness like a glimpse, but it became more and more unforgettable.

Jian Han played it back more than 20 times in a row in one breath before he was satisfied and chose to continue playing.

Next, the style of the whole movie changed, from a serious and somewhat dark realistic film to a romantic film full of love bubbles on the screen.

The maroon-haired girl wore a beautiful gauze skirt and a small coat over it, and walked out of the brightly lit party, her feet in high heels were slightly lame, and she could see that she was playing a little high.

She smiled and waved goodbye to her friends, and started the car, the street lights hitting her face alternately, as if to indicate her imminent unpeaceful fate.

The car suddenly stopped after driving into a secluded street, the girl frowned and got out of the car, bent down to check the tires, a tall black shadow suddenly stuck behind her, and then a big hand covered her mouth, in the girl's struggle, she was cleanly dragged into the dark alley next to her, and two tall figures came up!

Just when the girl's eyes were round, frightened and terrified, in her pupils, another tall figure was reflected, he had black hair and black-rimmed glasses, and he rushed forward without fear and started hand-to-hand combat with three tall black men.

He was obviously defeated, the other party punched over, he tilted his head, black-rimmed glasses fell from the bridge of his nose, he turned his head and yelled at the girl: "GO! GOGO!!”

The girl gritted her teeth, crawled out of the alley, whimpered and ran towards the bright street not far away.

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of a siren, the girl returned to the alley with the police, but did not see a single person, whether it was the three kidnappers or the black-haired young man who acted bravely, only two blood stains left on the ground, proving that there had indeed been a fierce gladiatorial fight here.

The girl looked at everything in front of her in a daze, the camera zoomed out little by little, and finally shrank to a window in an apartment building not far away, Wolf put away the monoculars, and Docker next to him pouted: "It's really old-fashioned." ”

Worf glanced at him obliquely, and replied coldly: "It just works." ”

With that, he took his suit jacket, shook it casually and put it on his body, then took out a few green bills from the inner pocket of the suit, and threw them on the sofa: "Please drink your little brothers." ”

In front of the big library, the girl who was focusing on flipping through the books in her hand inadvertently bumped into the black-haired man and hit the stack of economics classics he was holding on the ground, she hurriedly said sorry, squatted down to help him pick up the books one by one.

One turned around, the girl happened to meet the man's face, the two eyes met, she was stunned, and said softly: "Sorry-", as if enchanted, raised her slender fingers, and gently took off his frame, so a pair of deep and charming black eyes were exposed in front of her.

She covered her mouth in disbelief and exclaimed, "Oh my God, you, you-"

The man was stunned, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he smiled charmingly at her, and the irregular corner projection of the library hit right behind him, like a pair of slowly spreading demon wings.

The next development is very fast, accompanied by melodious and melodious hoarse male voice lyrical background music, which is a quick flash.