That night, Wang Fan was tossing and turning again. He was really not used to the sudden appearance of two national-level agents around him. But think about it, as Wu Meng said: Although each has his own merits, as long as

If the goals are the same, there is still room for cooperation.

"Forget it, it's a blessing, not a curse. We can't avoid disaster, so just let everything go." Wang Fan pulled the quilt over his body, covered his head and fell asleep.

"Hey!" The bedroom door was gently pushed open. Although Wang Fan did not open his eyes, he immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Although this hotel is called a "business hotel", its facilities are certainly not as complete as those of a more targeted resort. During the training camp, Wang Fan and his friends had two rooms in the house, one for the host and one for the guest.

Zhenye has his own independent space. But here, there is only one bedroom, so Wang Fan just set up a bed in the living room.

Wang Fan heard Lan Zhen's slight, cautious footsteps. "It's so late, why is she up?" After living with Lan Zhen for more than two weeks, Wang Fan had never known that she had the habit of getting up at night.

, then what happened to her tonight?

Wang Fan closed his eyes and snored in time with his breathing, but his ears stood up sharply.

Lan Zhen walked lightly to Wang Fan, and after a short distance, she didn't go any further. She just stood there for a long time. Wang Fan knew that she was watching him.

Although Lan Zhen stood by and did not move, her breathing was sometimes deep, sometimes rapid, and sometimes gentle, which made Wang Fan keep guessing in his mind what Lan Zhen was thinking.

The stalemate lasted for half an hour before Wang Fan heard Lan Zhen turn around and go back to her room.

The moment the door closed, Wang Fan opened his eyes. The people around him were too weird. One was more suspicious than the other. They were the National Security Bureau, the Intelligence Bureau, and now there was a woman who belonged to an unknown force.

Still living beside him, and facing each other day and night...Wang Fan felt that if he continued to be tortured like this, sooner or later he would have to report to the lunatic asylum.

It was another chaotic night, and when he got up the next day, Wang Fan still felt that his brain was a little bloated.

The next day, the four of them bought a ticket and flew directly to Nanjing. As for why they wanted to go to Nanjing, Wang Fan didn't bother to ask. Anyway, it had been agreed before. During these days of vacation, as the "only" Chinese Wu

Meng is their tour guide. Wherever he tells them to go, Wang Fan and others just follow him.

After getting off the plane, Wu Meng found a car, packed a few people into the car, and drove towards the outskirts of the city. Wang Fan had already made up his mind not to worry about it, so he didn't ask where he was going, and got in

He tilted his head when he got out of the car and fell asleep directly.

I don’t know how long the car drove around, but it wasn’t until it drove into a hotel that Wang Fan was shaken awake by Lan Zhen. “We’re here, you big lazy pig.”

"Oh, we're here?" Wang Fan wiped the marks left on the corner of his mouth while sleeping, and got out of the car with a dull look. This is a garden-style hotel, with a main building in the middle of the bamboo forest, and then various small villas.

They are scattered everywhere according to the direction of southeast, northwest, and are only connected by cement paths about three feet wide. Cars cannot be driven on the paths. Apart from walking, the only way to move around is with battery cars arranged by the hotel.

Before Wang Fan woke up, Lan Zhen and the others had already completed the check-in procedures, so the four of them took two battery cars and went straight to their small building.

"What's going on? Didn't you sleep last night? Why don't you seem to be able to cheer up today?" Lan Zhen asked softly in the car.

"No, but... I guess I overused my brain in the training camp a few days ago. Now that I have relaxed, I am completely out of energy." Wang Fan maybe, maybe said perfunctorily. Lan Zhen listened.

It seems that for this reason, it is up to him.

When they arrived at the residence, Wang Fan realized that the four of them did not live in the same building, but on two separate sides of the path. The buildings were separated by more than twenty meters, but they could still hear each other shouting.

"Haha, why are you so rich? The four of us have to live separately."

"Didn't you say that I am a rich man? This time I will take the initiative to let you beat the rich man, and the rent for the past few days will be mine." Wu Meng drove their battery car to the other side of the trail, "Hey~

The most fun thing here is fishing. You go to bed early tonight and we will go fishing together tomorrow morning."

Wang Fan pursed his lips, "I don't know what this kid is planning, and he even said he was trying to beat me to the wealthy..." Wang Fan didn't want to think about the underlying reason, so he drove the car to his building.

After entering the building, Wang Fan discovered that this small building is indeed only suitable for a family to live in. This building only has two floors upstairs and downstairs, and the area upstairs is about two-thirds of that of the downstairs. Strictly speaking, it is more like

Jump type. Downstairs is the living room, kitchen, public bathroom and a small guest room. Although the upstairs is a one-bedroom and one-living room, the area is also very small.

"Where will you sleep tonight?" Lan Zhen asked Wang Fan while carrying her small luggage bag.

"Why do you ask? It's still the same as last night. You sleep in the master bedroom and I sleep in the guest room." When he first arrived at the training camp, Wang Fan was a student and Lan Zhen was his assistant. Wang Fan naturally moved into the master room.

And when they arrived in Jixi, Wang Fan, as a boy, naturally became the director of the department. So when Lan Zhen suddenly asked this question, Wang Fan was a little stunned.

"You really don't want to sleep with me...sleep above me?"

"There are guest rooms here, so I don't need to be the director."

Lan Zhen pursed her lips back and forth, but she still swallowed the words that came to her lips. "Whatever you want!" Finally, she pouted and went upstairs, and the bedroom door banged with a bang.

"This is unprovoked, what kind of temper are you having?" Monk Wang Fanzhang was confused.

For most of the day after that, Lan Zhen never walked out of the room, which affected the problem of eating. Although Wang Fan also came from a poor family, there was no problem in making a filling meal, but he knew how to cook it.

They are all Chinese dishes, but now his identity is Asang, a Filipino. Asang has never been to China before, so how can he make Chinese dishes?

Lan Zhen, who went upstairs in anger, originally wanted to take a nap to clean up the little gangster Asang, but she ended up sleeping until the evening. When she woke up, the outside of the house was already gray.

"Gugu" my stomach growled happily, "Oh, this damn guy didn't wake me up so late. He must be starving by now."

Lan Zhen jumped up and ran downstairs in her slippers.

The light was on in the living room, but no one was seen. Where else could Asang go? Could it be that he went to Wu Meng's place to eat?

Lan Zhen dialed Wu Meng's room phone, but no one answered Wu Meng's phone. "They couldn't have gone out to eat by themselves, so they left me alone." Lan Zhen thought angrily.

"Hahaha~" Suddenly, bursts of laughter came from behind the house. This voice was not familiar to Lan Zhen at all. She walked around the kitchen and looked outside. In the open space behind the house outside the window, a group of flames lit up the bamboo forest around the house.

, and a fat chicken is being roasted on the grill set up over the fire. Just looking at the browned chicken skin can make people salivate.

"Humph, you are eating alone, which makes me worry that you will starve!" Lan Zhen became angry and opened the back door with a "bang".

When she got out of the door, Lan Zhen was stunned. There were actually several people around the bonfire, including yellow-skinned people, white-skinned people, dark-skinned people, and two Indians with turbans on their heads. Wu Meng and Yi

I was among them. Everyone was gathered around the campfire, holding beers and drinking glasses, talking and laughing.

"Lan Zhen, are you up? Come and have a try. Asang's craftsmanship is really good." Seeing Lan Zhen's appearance, Yi Er smiled and came up to take Lan Zhen's arm and pulled her to the fire.

"You, what are you doing?" Lan Zhen leaned next to Asang and asked.

"You fell asleep, so I had to find food by myself, but who knew that my craftsmanship was so good. Originally I just wanted to solve my stomach problem, but now I have attracted a lot of greedy cats."

It turns out that although Wang Fan doesn't know how to cook Filipino food, he has also spent more than half a month in Boracay and knows that the Philippines has a very famous food, which is barbecue. When it comes to barbecue, it is much easier. The techniques for grilling are the same.

, the only difference is the sauce used. Wang Fan called the service desk and asked, and found out that these spices were indeed available.

Just as he was told, Wang Fan found a grill from the utility room, set it up in a small open space behind the house, lit a charcoal fire and started cooking...

"Here, come and have a taste." Wang Fan sprinkled a piece of meat from the roasted chicken with the skin on, sprinkled some on the sauce on the side, put it on a plate and stuffed it into Lan Zhen's hand.

But instead of accepting Asang's favor, Lanzhen put the plate on the table and ran back into the house with a bang.

"What's going on here? Have I done anything wrong?" Wang Fan really couldn't understand why this woman changed her face so quickly.

"Have you offended Lan Zhen again? She has been fine these past two days." Wu Meng stepped forward and asked.

"Who knows, I haven't done anything, but she started to get into trouble with me as soon as she came into this building today..." Asang complained angrily.

"Girls are more sensitive. Just go and coax her." El said to help.

"You and she are both girls, so you can't be angry with Wu Meng every now and then."

"How is that the same?" Yier leaned down and leaned against Wang Fan's ear. "Only girls who are in love are particularly easy to get angry. I think Lan Zhen is really in love with you."

"No way!"

"If you don't believe me, just go and coax her. I can guarantee that she might have hugged you and cried bitterly before you finished speaking..." Il is indeed a professional agent, no matter in terms of the psychology of men or women.
Chapter completed!