Chapter 162: : Zuo Hancheng actually drank too much (1)

Anhao was a little surprised immediately, and suddenly turned to look at Zuo Hancheng who had already got up on the sofa at this time, and emphasized: "I don't need a psychiatrist."
She would resist, naturally Zuo Hancheng expected.
Zuo Hancheng faintly curled his lips and started a formal introduction: "Winner is not a psychiatrist. He is a criminal psychology expert once hired by the FBI in the United States. He has deep knowledge in psychology. I know you don't need it in your current situation. What a doctor, but you need to communicate with people in psychology because of the shadow of the kidnapping when you were five, so I asked Winner to come over."
An was stunned, and looked at the handsome foreign man in disbelief: "A criminal psychology expert from the FBI?"
Wenner was very gentleman and handed her one of his business cards: "Miss Gu, this is the first time we meet."
After Anhao took the business card and glanced at it, she almost covered her mouth in amazement.
An American FBI criminal psychology expert, the highest paid private detective in Los Angeles, and a visiting professor in the Department of Psychology at Harvard University.
With so many heavy identities together, it turned out to be just such a young man, and he turned out to be Zuo Hancheng's friend.
What's more, obviously he respected Zuo Hancheng, waiting for himself in the living room so early!
She looked at Winner with a gentleman's smile in surprise, and then looked at Zuo Hancheng strangely.
What kind of husband is she married...
People from both military and political circles seem to be very jealous of him, and people in the business world are even more jealous of him so much that even the despicable things like drugs are done, but they still can't get him.
In a blink of an eye, even such a powerful person is his friend, and even this Winner is very polite and respectful to Zuo Hancheng, otherwise he would never sit here and chat with Zuo Hancheng with a smile on his face in the early morning.
And yesterday Zuo Hancheng said he was going to help her get revenge, but she still doesn't know what he did.
Just inexplicably believe that he will help her handle it.
Now standing here, looking at Winner in front of her, and then at Zuo Hancheng, she slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then asked in a low voice: "Then, you are a criminal psychologist, and I have not committed a crime. You How can I explain it to me? Wouldn't it be locked in a dark room like a prisoner..."
Winnalton laughed out loud: "Miss Gu is really humorous. Criminal psychology is just a way to detect criminal traces. It is not a criminal interrogator. It is connected with psychology. Mr. Zuo is sympathetic to your little stubbornness and has no truth. He called the psychiatrist over, so he asked me to see you, Miss Gu."
After Anhao, he was relieved. At the same time, he looked at the man with a pair of blue eyes in admiration, "Detective! He is still an expert from the legendary FBI! Mr. Winner, would you mind giving me this? Do you sign it?"
Wenner raised his eyelids slightly, and laughed at first after being surprised: "Miss Gu, this..."
"Just sign a name, okay?" An Hao instantly seemed like a small fan saw a big idol. Regardless of whether anyone else was present at home, he turned around and rushed back to the bedroom and found it out of the bag. When the pen and paper came, they ran and passed them to him.
"You write... I wish Gu An good classmate happy every day, and then just sign a name!"
Wenner took a pen and paper, and glanced at the excitement in front of him like a little bunny. He couldn't help but slowly turned around and looked at Zuo Hancheng, who had already walked in this direction.
Obviously, this name is definitely not allowed to be signed. If you sign it, you can get a sky-high salary by just coming to do psychological counseling for a little girl. I am afraid that it will end without a problem.
With one hand in his trouser pocket, Zuo Hancheng walked over seemingly sloppy step by step, walked to Winner who was standing in place, glanced at the paper and pen in Winner's hand, and took it directly. When Anhao turned around and stared at him suspiciously, he swiped it twice and signed his name on it.
Ann's good-looking eyes were all rounded. When he threw the pen and paper back into his hands, she was surprised: "I want the signature of Mr. Winner, the detective, and don't want yours! What are you doing?"
Zuo Hancheng gave her a lukewarm look: "Among the people who know me, the only person who doesn't want my signature is probably you."
Anhao blinked, but at the same time he looked at Winner with a look of help, and carefully handed the paper in his direction: "Well...you can sign one for me, don't you..."
Winner laughed: "Ms. Gu, if you take it to the United States, Mr. Zuo’s autograph is enough for you to exchange for a priceless mansion and villa. Even in China, it is enough for you to take a check to the bank. Don’t you want to be a real heavyweight. What do you want my signature for? My name doesn’t seem to make much sense."
Anhao completely ignored the words of the mansion check and so on, but stubbornly said like a kid who didn’t get candy, "But you are a great detective! I especially like to watch Sherlock Holmes stories! It’s just in our classmates. When I was fascinated by idol dramas, I was already immersed in the ocean of American dramas, and I often watch those detective dramas. I didn’t expect to be a living private detective in front of me now! I don’t care, I have to. your signature!"
"This..." Wenner smiled embarrassedly: "There is Mr. Zuo's signature on this paper, I dare not sign my name on it."
"Why? Why are you afraid of him? He can eat you?" Anhao looked at him in surprise.
Zuo Hancheng stared at the little girl who didn't know good or bad and really had no conscience before him, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "I can eat you."
Anhao immediately blushed and stared at him: "Early in the morning, don't tease me."
Zuo Hancheng scoffed: "You also know it's early morning? Early in the morning, I was in front of your husband and asked another man to sign for you. Are you really embarrassed?"
"What's wrong with me, idols, everyone has them."
An Hao made it clear that he was going to be arrogant about his attitude of deliberately ignoring his husband.
As she said, she didn't wait for Zuo Hancheng to speak again, and directly stuffed the paper into Winner's hand and smiled and said: "Sign one, sign one soon. He is not your FBI chief, and he won't do anything to you , The detective begs you to sign me quickly!"
Winner took the paper helplessly, but smiled at the same time. He slowly folded the paper with Zuo Hancheng's signature and put it back in Anhao's hand with a surprised look in Anhao's eyes. Next, he smiled and said, "Mr. Zuo is indeed not my chief, but he is my boss."
"Old..." Anhao was choked, and immediately recovered.
She curled her lips: "Dare to feel that this is being watched by your employer, so you can't communicate with fans. What about your human rights? If you don't sign, just take a photo!"
Winner: "..."