Chapter 34 American Girl Linda

  Zhou Jian stepped forward, "Hello, I'm Zhou Jian, nice to meet you." He spoke in English, as an excellent student in the liberal arts class, Zhou Jian's English was naturally good, and he had no problem watching unsubtitled English movies. However, his spoken English was still a bit poor, having only contacted foreigners once before, and that time he only said things like "Hello, how are you?"

  The American burst out laughing, "Are all Chinese as polite as you?"

  What surprised Zhou Jian was that this ocean horse could actually speak Chinese, although a bit stiff, but spoke very fluently.

  "Do you understand Chinese?" Although the comprehensive national strength of China is constantly increasing, and the number of people using Chinese globally is the largest, due to the regional limitations of Chinese, which is only used in Asia, English has always been the universal language. Few Americans learn Chinese.

  "You understand English, why can't I understand Chinese?" Linda smiled and stretched out her hand, the skin on which was so white that you could see the blood vessels underneath.

  This is Zhou Jian's second time shaking hands with a woman. Although the feeling was good, it still couldn't compare to the soft and boneless sensation he felt when shaking hands with Chu Qingyun.

  In fact, in Zhou Jian's view, Western girls are beautiful, but they don't have much difference in appearance, all with high nose bridges, big eyes, and double eyelids. Their skin is white, but lacks the delicate feeling of Eastern women, so Zhou Jian still prefers gentle and elegant Eastern beauties.

  Through communication, Zhou Jiancai learned that Linda was Chu Qingyun's senior sister when she studied in Nevada, USA, and they were not in the same major at that time, so they did not know each other at that time.

  Later, Chu Qingyun wanted to get back the secret recipe and understand the things about the Bounty Hunter organization, so she actively contacted Linda, who was in Las Vegas. Chu Qingyun was originally good at socializing, while Linda was outgoing and liked making friends, so the two quickly became familiar with each other.

  "Are you Qingyun's boyfriend? You're in pretty good shape, just a bit lacking in muscles." Linda said, sizing Zhou Jian up from head to toe without any reserve.

  Zhou Jian was extremely speechless. This American girl's words were not only unbridled, but also utterly shameless. Did she not know that this would easily lead men to misinterpret it as a hint? It has to be said that American girls are easy to arouse the curiosity of Chinese people, but for Zhou Jian, he hadn't even tried dating a Chinese woman before, so naturally, he wouldn't have such psychology.

  He coughed and said: "I am just an ordinary friend of Chu Qingyun."

  "Is that so? That's really disappointing, I thought she had a boyfriend." Linda hailed a taxi with a smile.

  Through conversation, Zhou Jian found out that Linda was actually a researcher of archaeology. She liked and was well-versed in the history of ancient civilizations around the world, including the brilliant ancient Chinese civilization, so she understood Chinese.

  Linda was very interested in the prosperous Tang Dynasty of Huaxia, and she chatted with Zhou Jian all the way, fortunately Zhou Jian was a top student from the liberal arts class, and Huaxia history was his strong point, so he could cope with it, the two of them talked all the way until they reached their destination.

  After seeing the headquarters of the bounty hunter bank, Zhou Jian was a bit stunned. He had thought that the underground money house of the bounty hunters would be set up to be very hidden, and it might even appear to be a bar or a nightclub on the surface, requiring an introduction person and a password to enter the real underground money house. However, what made Zhou Jian's eyes widen in surprise was that the so-called underground money house was actually a skyscraper of several dozen floors high, short of using neon lights to write out the four big characters "underground bank".

  "Is this the 'underground' money house?" Zhou Jian emphasized the two words "underground".

  "Qian Zhuang? Are you referring to a bank? That's right, this is an underground bank, Bank of Bounty Hunters."

  "Unbelievable! This underground bank is so openly set up here, doesn't the government care?"

  "How can the government control it? This is a cash cow for the American Mafia."

  "Why can't the government control it?" Upon hearing Linda say this, Zhou Jian suddenly remembered that many Western capitalist countries have mafia organizations, such as the American Mafia, Italian Mafia, and Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi. However, in socialist countries like China and North Korea, such phenomena do not exist. Although there may be some black societies, they are suppressed by the government and cannot thrive, at most causing trouble in a certain region.

  "How to manage? Is it necessary to mobilize the police to surround this place? America is different from China. In China, capital is controlled by the state, while in America, capital is controlled by some wealthy businessmen and financial groups. Whoever has money is naturally Mr. Big. Those financial groups, in order to consolidate their capital and gain more power to protect their interests, often need to break through legal limits and establish underground forces.

  In America, human rights slogans are shouted loudly, and the government must cater to public opinion for votes. The mafia organization does not harm the interests of ordinary people, but rather engages in some charitable activities. They simply do not pay national taxes. Moreover, the mafia is involved in the interests of many financial groups, so the government cannot take action, otherwise it may affect the next election.

  In short, due to political system reasons, the US government has many restrictions on exercising its power."

  Zhou Jian listened and suddenly realized that although Linda had a large chest, she was not brainless. Her rich historical and political knowledge could be glimpsed from this.

  This underground bank also has a queue for various services, the only difference is that occasionally there will be a few people carrying large suitcases to the bank, depositing tens of millions at a time. When this happens, the lobby manager immediately puts on a flattering smile and invites these customers to the VIP room for exclusive service.

  Apart from this, Zhou Jian also saw a few suspected bounty hunters in the hall. Three white men with tattoos on their bodies, their muscles bulging like iron outside, and apart from that, there was a slightly shorter black man mixed among the three whites. His temples and hair at the back of his head were all shaved off, leaving only the top, like a small pot lid stuck to his head.

  After Zhou Jian and Linda came in, those four people pointed at them and whispered something.

  Zhou Jian used the Ghost Killer disguise for safety this time, and his hearing was particularly good. Although they were far apart, he could still hear the conversation of several people. Their language was filled with profanity and slang, and Zhou Jian roughly understood that they were discussing how great it would be to sleep with Linda. This had nothing to do with Zhou Jian, but these guys insisted on dragging him into it, saying things like "How could that woman like a guy like that", "It only takes one punch to take down a pretty boy like that", and "This little man must not be able to satisfy her".

  Zhou Jian was so angry that he wanted to go over and give those guys a good scolding.

  But just then, Linda suddenly said something that made Zhou Jian spit blood: "You should work out, have you seen those muscular guys' physiques?"