I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 293 Quarrel
Jiang Hanwen did not greet Ichiro Yamazaki who was standing in the distance.

This guy was wearing a hat and a mask, and was wrapped up tightly, obviously not wanting to reveal his identity.

He was in direct contact with Xiaolin and Qiu Shui. Xiaolin had already discussed this with Jiang Hanwen before setting off.

During this trip to New York, Ichiro Yamazaki was responsible for secret protection. This guy was a military officer, had excellent military qualities, and strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities.

The key is that he is a local tyrant and has plenty of money, making him the most suitable person for secret protection.

Of course, Yamazaki is just a small fry after all. If he is exposed, he will not be enough to fill the teeth of those big guys.

The group left the terminal smoothly, surrounded by a dozen bodyguards.

A neat row of Cadillac luxury cars blocked the road, with a domineering stretched Lincoln in the middle.

I have to say that White is a very thoughtful guy. An ordinary car cannot accommodate so many people.

The extended Lincoln is known for its spacious passenger space and can usually accommodate 10 people easily.

The interior of the car is luxuriously designed with leather J-shaped seats, a large bar and two ice troughs, making the ride experience quite comfortable.

Everyone got in the car and sat down on both sides, but the car did not start.

Jiang Hanwen and Mr. Xiao Lin looked at each other.

What does that mean? Do I need to scan a QR code to pay for the ride?
"Cough cough."

Everyone looked at each other. White couldn't help but coughed twice and shouted towards the driver's seat in front.

"Jenny, the president is still waiting for us, let's drive quickly."

"Oh my god, is it really Mr. Jiang?"

Suddenly, a bell-like laugh came from the driver's seat, and Jiang Hanwen glanced at the rearview mirror in the front row.

The driver turned out to be a beautiful woman wearing a white dress and jewels.

Although this woman is beautiful, she wears heavy makeup. Even with thick foundation, you can still see that her skin is in average condition.

Jiang Hanwen saw the woman, and the woman also saw him. Obviously, the other party had been observing him in the rearview mirror for a long time.

"Mr. Jiang, please don't misunderstand. Jenny has no ill intentions. She just likes playing Tik Tok. Your videos are also very popular on the East Coast. Many young people like to imitate your videos and make jokes. Jenny is your fan, and this time she took the initiative to be your driver."

Surprisingly, it was not White, the woman's husband, who spoke to explain.

But it was Gatsby, the outsider.

Jiang Hanwen exchanged glances with Mr. Kobayashi again.

The two men didn't speak, but they had already exchanged several rounds of lightning-fast fighting.

Mr. Xiao Lin: "Sure, Director Jiang, America has fans, I admire you~~"

Jiang Hanwen: "I won't explain~~"

Mr. Xiao Lin: "Your female fan is not a good person, Director Jiang, please be careful."

"Haha, Jenny, it turns out that you are a fan of Mr. Jiang. Haha, I didn't know that. Mr. Gatsby is really considerate."

A hint of displeasure finally showed on White's face, but because of Jiang Hanwen standing beside him, he still maintained his aristocratic demeanor.

The hint of unhappiness on his face was only fleeting.

"That's not what I meant, White."

Gatsby's voice suddenly rose and he spoke much more fluently.

"Mr. Jiang is such a distinguished guest here, could you please not do this?"

Jenny saw the anger between the two men and immediately slapped the steering wheel with a gloomy face.

"That's right. You can't be late for the president's dinner. Please drive, Ms. Driver."

White waved his hand calmly, signaling Jenny to drive.

Then he opened the refrigerator, took out several exquisite wine glasses, and started making cocktails for Jiang Hanwen and the others.

The air in the car suddenly became quiet.

"Mr. Jiang, Jenny heard that you were coming to Long Island to film, and wanted me to discuss with you whether you could help us shoot a custom short film."

Gatsby broke the silence and discussed the filming with Jiang Hanwen with a smile. "Customized short film?"

Jiang Hanwen frowned. This Gatsby was the target this time.

My original plan was to go with the flow, give White some pointers, and let the story develop along its original path.

Gatsby was destined to die, and the death of a speculative capitalist was no big deal for Jiang Hanwen.

But now the plot direction is slightly deviated.

It’s not that the messy relationship has changed.

But it was Jiang Hanwen himself.

He suddenly felt pity for the man with the sapphire eyes.

Jiang Hanwen doesn't think he has any special abilities, but he knows countless people and has the ability to distinguish between good and evil.

This Gatsby is not an unforgivable villain by nature.

At least compared to Colonel White, who is so cunning and scheming, Gatsby is just a simple white boy.

Even Ms. Jenny, who was sitting in the driver's seat up front, was much more scheming than him.

Poor Tom
Jiang Hanwen shook his head and didn't respond.

Gatsby thought he had not explained himself clearly enough and immediately began to discuss the salary.

"Mr. Jiang, I will calculate your remuneration based on that of a top Hollywood director. No, I will calculate it based on three times the standard salary. In addition, you should know that on Wall Street, they all call me the stock god."

Gatsby suddenly raised his head, smiled brightly, and spoke more confidently. The stock market and finance were his fields.

A redneck from Ohio, a test-taker from a low-income small town, squeezed his genius brain to the limit and finally figured out the secrets of the stock market.

In the financial field, he is not afraid of any authority, because he, Gatsby, is the authority.

No matter which stock he buys, even if it is a junk stock, there will be countless people following suit.

"As long as you agree to let me manage your funds, I guarantee that you will get at least five times the return."

Gatsby opened his palm and held out five fingers.

In his opinion, this benefit is something no one can refuse.

If it weren't for Jenny, Jiang Hanwen's salary would only be one thirtieth of this figure.

But he is Jenny's favorite director and actor, so he is worth the price.

"Mr. Gatsby, I came here mainly because I was invited by Colonel White to shoot a propaganda film for the army. My schedule is quite tight. Of course, if time permits, I would be happy to help you with this."

Jiang Hanwen was being polite, and he had to be polite.

He wanted to understand the organization behind White, and his superiors also wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the so-called deep government.

At least for now, until he gets enough intelligence, he has to stand on White's side.

"Mr. Jiang is right. The main purpose of this trip is to shoot a military propaganda film. This is a big deal. Haha, and the pay we pay may not be lower than Mr. Gatsby's."

White is a very good bartender. While they were talking, he had already mixed several colorful cocktails.

"How much can your military offer? No matter how much, I will pay double."

When it comes to spending money, Gatsby has enough confidence.

And it's not just about money, or making movies.

Jenny said that she liked strong men and winners, no matter in which aspect.

"Colonel White, you don't need to look at me like that. Your military's recruitment propaganda film is nothing more than me having two transgender mothers and promoting LGBT political correctness. Mr. Jiang is a truly good director. He won't like that garbage."

"You~"

White's face was gloomy and he seemed about to have a fit.

But the next second he quickly took out his cell phone and changed his tone to a respectful one.

"President! The guests will be here soon."

(End of this chapter)