Chapter 224: I Don't Go to Work Today

McGovern's eyes swept across the greeters indifferently, and he was tall enough to look down on most of them. Until I saw Chen Wei and He Shan.

Chen Wei is 1.88 meters tall and 6 feet 2 inches tall, only five centimeters shorter than him.

He Shan's beauty made his heart flutter even more.

Chen Wei was fully responsible for this cooperation. He went up to meet him, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. McGovern, hello, I'm Chen Wei. It's a great honor to cooperate with you."

"Can you speak English?" The attitude is cold and condescending.

Chen Wei frowned, and looked sideways at He Shan beside him.

He was from the army, so he is not very good at English.

He Shan came from a major, so she helped translate after hearing the words.

McGovern stretched out his hand, shook hands with He Shan, and said, "Hi, may I have the honor to buy you a drink?"

"Sorry, I don't drink."

"Oh? How can such a beautiful lady like you not drink?"

He Shan pulled out her hand and smiled slightly: "Because this is China."

"Mr. McGovern, when will we start hunting down the suspect? Do you want to take a break first?" Chen Wei asked.

McGovern looked sideways at He Shan, and He Shan could only translate again.

In fact, everyone is a criminal police officer, and their eyes are bright. From his expression and expression, it can be seen that he can actually understand Chinese, but he is just pretending not to understand.

"Oh, sorry, today is the weekend, I'm off." McGovern shrugged, "Let's start next Monday."

"How could it be like this!" Ten thousand mud horses galloped past in Chen Wei's mind.

Your sister, you are off on weekends, should we go to work? We didn't come to work overtime just to welcome you!

Although he didn't say it, the expression on his face was already showing.

"Because I'm American." McGovern shrugged.

If it was before, after he came to China, he must have started hunting down the drug dealer immediately.

But now that his mission has changed, the weekend is a good excuse to buy time to join the fabled drag racing team.

"I made a mistake!" Chen Wei cursed in his heart.

"Thank you for welcoming me. Please help me put my luggage in the hotel. I'm going to watch the race car now." McGovern stretched, threw the big and small bags in his hand to Chen Wei, turned around and went back When we got to the car, the car drove away in a flash.

"What a fool!" A young policeman couldn't help but swear, "Is this treating us as subordinates?"

Chen Wei smiled slightly, shaking the luggage in his hand, "Leave his luggage at the doorman."

He Shan rolled his eyes at him, you guys are really weak, if you wait for this guy to come back, you have to drive to the bureau by yourself to pick up your luggage from the mountain of couriers piled up by the guard, I'm afraid you will regret leaving now So chic.

Because... it's almost November 11th, what is November 11th? singles day?

No, it is still a domestic online shopping festival.

And since November, it has already begun to warm up.

Those prodigal girls in the 110 command center are really too powerful to fight. Yesterday He Shan saw the guard Lao Wang squatting outside the door, because there was no one in the messenger room, so he had to tell them from office to office to deliver the courier first. I took it back, but before I finished taking it here, the other side was almost full again.

"I'll go!" The young policeman happily took the luggage and threw it to the guard's reception room.

We must bury this guy deeper.

"What should we do now?" He Shan asked Chen Wei.

"Everyone should leave, I finally came to Qingyang, of course I'm going to see Xiaoming." Chen Wei said happily.

It just so happens that there are also travel expenses and overtime pay.

As for, McGovern, let him be.

Chen Wei took out his mobile phone and made a call, only to hear hoarse shouts and deafening roars from the other side.

"Xiao Ming? What are you doing?" Chen Wei moved the microphone away, almost frightened to death.

"Brother?" Nan Ming was on high right now. Lu Rongrong was right. It was indeed right to watch the drift race. Sitting in the stands and watching those cars drifting and cornering on the track from a close distance was really too much. Great!

Even Nan Ming, who has no car complex, can see that his blood is pumping, and his energy is also rising.

Cool!

"Brother, we are watching the race car!" Nan Ming had to shout loudly so that he could hear it here.

"Watching the race car? Who did you go with?"

"Brother, what are you talking about, you can't hear me here, send me a text message! Brother, come and see it, it's great! We still have tickets!" Nan Ming over there hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Wei was stunned for a moment, and said: "This is troublesome, Xiao Ming is not here, otherwise... let's go and see the racing car."

He Shan gave Chen Wei a white look: "If I had known earlier, I would have gone with Pingping in the morning!"

Fortunately, she also reprimanded He Cunping, saying, "What's so interesting about racing cars, read more books, so as not to fail the college entrance examination!"

Blame that McGovern.

But thanks to McGovern, she had more chances to be alone with Chen Wei.

Even Nan Ming likes to watch racing cars. Sure enough, this man likes cars no matter how old he is.

I don't know if the man next to me will be as excited as a child while watching the race car.

"Let's go then. I'll drive. It's only an hour's drive there."

...

Nan Ming was too excited to watch, and drank a lot of ice water. After the excitement, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhao Gaofeng stood up and said, "I'll go too."

Seeing Qing Linqiu again, Zhao Gaofeng was actually very excited. He pulled Qing Linqiu and said a lot just now, but suddenly found that his worship of Qing Linqiu is still the same, but it is no longer the awe-inspiring worship of the original, more like worship A brother, not a hero.

Now he has the same strength as Qing Linqiu back then.

The two exchanged some experiences with each other, and Qing Linqiu was also very relieved, and sighed: "No wonder you don't want to go to the places I arranged. It really suits you best to follow the little uncle."

Zhao Gaofeng smiled and nodded.

Just now, the two cheered for their favorite car together, shouting and shouting, and the distance was a little closer.

In fact, the two chatted so happily just now that they didn't drink water at all, but there are people coming and going here, and Zhao Gaofeng is worried that Nan Ming will run around by himself. He always feels that such a confused boss will easily get lost.

At the door of the bathroom, Zhao Gaofeng did not go in, but waited outside the door. Nan Ming squatted inside for a while, took out his mobile phone to browse Moments and groups, and sent out the photos he just took. He was having fun when he heard There was a whispering voice outside the door, which seemed to be speaking English.

Nan Ming's English is not bad, but he did not understand what these two people said.

What special mission, what spy, what hunt... It sounded like discussing the plot of a movie, he shook his head, got up and went out.

After going out to wash his hands, he felt someone watching him, turned his head and saw two people standing in front of the window inside.

One of them has all white hair, with straight roots, and is more than 1.9 meters tall. He looks a bit fierce.

But compared to the person next to him, he was already considered amiable.

The person next to him is probably two meters tall, with a thick and short neck, and an unbelievably stocky body, like a moving refrigerator.

Just being glanced at by him, Nan Ming felt hairy in his heart, washed his hands quickly, and was about to leave.

Who would have thought that the white-haired guy actually stopped him, and said coldly, "How much did you hear just now?"

"McGovern, he's just a child, it's impossible for him to understand us," said the refrigerator.

Foreign children generally grow up quickly. If you only look at their faces, a twelve-year-old looks like they are in their twenties. On the other hand, a person in his thirties can still look like a high school student.

Therefore, it has always been difficult for Americans to judge the age of yellow people.

Nan Ming's height and face made the refrigerator think that Nan Ming was only eleven or twelve years old, maybe even younger.

For an eleven or twelve-year-old child, even if he heard a few words, so what? Why bother to make a fuss, it will startle the snake instead.

McGovern thought about it too. It was his first time to perform such a task, and he was a little too sensitive.

Besides, he couldn't kill people here, so he just squatted down slightly, managed to force a smile, and said, "I'm sorry, kid, I scared you."

Who is the kid!

Nan Ming rolled his eyes, I'm still growing, bastard!

Zhao Gaofeng waited and waited for Nan Ming not to come out, he was a little worried, just happened to see this scene, and immediately roared: "What are you doing, bastard!"

It hit McGovern with a punch. (To be continued.)