The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 879 Crime City (XIV)
Although it was only the second time they met, Jack was already absolutely certain that this Lim Yoona, uh, the girl now called Park Min-young must be a total face lover.

Luxury cars like the BMW 8 Series did not arouse any interest in her at all. From the moment she got in the car, she stared at her profile without blinking, as if she could see a flower on her face.

"I already have a girlfriend." Jack started the car coolly, and the first sentence made Park Min-young's face fall.

"And there's more than one. I'm not a good person, so it's best not to mess with me." Jack regretted it as soon as he said the second sentence. Sure enough, the little girl's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the flame called gossip leaped in her bright eyes.

"Do you have many girlfriends? Can you tell me how many? Are they all American? Are they good-looking? Is the prettiest one as pretty as me? Do they know each other's existence? Will they fight for you?"

A series of questions flew towards Jack like a barrage of bullets from a Gatling gun, giving him a headache. Now he knew why Jiang Zhentai described his sister-in-law as an annoying person when he introduced her this morning.

Jack deliberately put on a serious face and said, "You should know that we Europeans and Americans attach great importance to privacy. Unless I tell you actively, your behavior is very rude."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Park Min-young was shocked. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jack secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Xingzhe's location displayed on his phone. He was lucky that this guy did not go home, but went directly to a high-end bar with a Japanese name.

Could it be that Ma Xidao was going to be empty-handed? Jack secretly wondered whether Zhou Xingzhe was just going there to drink or was planning to meet someone there. While thinking this, he turned the steering wheel in his hand and entered a shopping street.

Park Min-young looked at the dazzling array of women's clothing stores on both sides of the road and uttered a sigh, "Eh? Is the person you are looking for here?"

Jack took out his "Natwest" MasterCard black card and handed it to the girl, pointing to a women's clothing brand called "JIGOTTO" on the roadside, "Get yourself some clothes, we're going to a place later and we might need some formal clothes."

Although girls usually have privileges and there are not many dress codes when entering and leaving high-end places, T-shirts with cartoon patterns and deliberately distressed jeans are definitely not allowed.

Park Min-young's beautiful eyes suddenly widened. She pointed at the black card in her hand and then at the women's clothing store outside the car window that obviously did not sell cheap goods. She was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

"Hurry up, the other party has just arrived and we still need to go in to look for him." Jack urged and helped her open the car door.

Although it is also a black card, this MasterCard Black Card issued by the National Westminster Bank of the United Kingdom actually has a much lower threshold than the well-known American Express Centurion Card.

Originally, Jack didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, but among his friends, Hannah and Aubrey both had this top-level black credit card, which was very useful for travel, food and accommodation, so he asked Chris to help him get one.

This thing is not usually used, but it is a pass for rich people. When you want to enter another world of decadence and extravagance, just take it out and show it.
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"Don't move." After arriving at the destination, Jack very gentlemanly opened the car door for Park Min-young, who was wearing a sexy burgundy dress.

The high heels of the same color as the dress fell gently to the ground. As the eyes moved upward, a white and slender calf was revealed, and the exciting curves extended along the slit of the dress all the way to the thigh.

Although her chest was a little thin, after seeing the plumpness of European and American women, she looked at the small waist, beautiful neck, and plump flesh and slight bones of Oriental women, which were unique. Holding Jack's arm, Park Min-young got out of the car leisurely, with a bright smile on her face that had not disappeared since she walked out of the brand women's clothing store just now.

"Wait." Jack stopped as soon as his hand touched the girl's soft waist. He gently picked up the tag that Park Min-young had deliberately stuffed inside and it fell out.

"What is this for?" Jack took off the tag and threw it directly into the trash can on the side of the road.

"No!" Park Min-young was shocked. "This dress costs 300 million won, and I can return it later."

Jack couldn't help but grin. How dare they charge $2100 for just this little bit of fabric? But he just sighed in his heart. This amount of money was really just a small amount for him now.

"Here you go. Consider it your reward for pretending to be my girlfriend tonight."

After he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He had secretly written so many novels about domineering CEOs, and finally one day he experienced it himself.

Park Min-young covered his pounding heart and replied with a sour tone, "Now I believe what you said."

"There's no need to lie to you. I really have several girlfriends." Jack still had the tone of a bad guy. He really didn't want to mess with this girl who looked like the heroine in a Korean drama.

Although he is not a perfect person, it is okay for him to have some friendly exchanges with European and American girls occasionally, and everyone can part ways amicably without any trouble afterwards.

This girl is of oriental type after all, and it would be easy for her to develop real feelings for him. He really couldn't bear it if she started crying and causing trouble.

How could Jack not see that Jiang Zhentai was eager to marry his sister-in-law as soon as possible, so even though the girl in front of him was the national goddess of Korea in his previous life, he had no intention of having a deep communication with her.

"No, it's the latter sentence. You must not be a good person. You are so skilled in coaxing girls." Park Min-young curled his lips in disdain, put on a fake smile, and walked into the bar with Jack's arm around his.

"Sorry, sir, we only accept members by invitation." The beautiful female receptionist at the door, who was wearing a small suit and business skirt, smiled and bowed to the two men.

Although she said no, her attitude was extremely respectful. It is impossible for someone in this line of work to be tactful. Even if you insist on getting in wearing shorts and slippers, people will greet you with a smile. Of course, being thrown out through the back door by security after entering is another matter.

It was at this time that Jack's "Natwest" MasterCard black card really came in handy. The female receptionist took the card from him with both hands respectfully, walked back to the front desk, made a phone call, and welcomed the two into the bar with an increasingly enthusiastic smile.

There were not many customers in the bar, only a few tables were occupied by people of three or four. Jack glanced over and was surprised to see Zhou Xingzhe and his two younger brothers whispering in a corner.

(End of this chapter)