Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Song Shu subconsciously pinched Guo Lin's cheek.

It's incredibly elastic, like pinching a freshly made glutinous rice ball.

When she loosened her fingers, there wasn't even a red mark left on Guo Lin's face.

Song Shu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Your skin is as delicate and supple as that of a young girl in her late teens."

"How is that possible? How do you maintain your youthful appearance?"

A woman's peak beauty period is between eighteen and twenty-four.

If you haven't had children, it can be extended to the 27th.

From then on, skin elasticity and moisture will gradually decrease.

This cannot be made up for.

Song Shu herself is an example.

After the age of twenty-eight,

No matter how expensive the eye cream is, it can't hide the fine lines around the eyes.

But Guo Lin's skin really surprised Song Shu.

Song Shu was really curious.

No matter how strong a woman is, she still cares about her appearance.

Those are things I care about very much.

She has worked hard within the system for so many years,

I spend no more than three minutes looking in the mirror each day.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't care.

There's just no time to care.

Guo Lin laughed and said, "Of course, this is all thanks to the boss."

"You'll understand once you become my boss's woman."

Song Shu laughed awkwardly and said, "You're joking again."

She picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and used the teacup to hide her expression.

But her ears felt a little hot, she didn't know if it was because the tea was too hot or something else.

Then Song Shu quickly changed the subject.

I couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Lin, are you really confident that you can get Las Vegas to form sister city alliances with cities in China?"

Her tone regained its usual businesslike composure.

But the question itself revealed how much she cared.

Lin Feng said:

"It all depends on human effort. I do have some connections with a few congressmen in Las Vegas, so I'm about 60-70% confident."

If you're interested, you can contact Guo Lin.

He said "60-70%" was being modest; in reality, it was 100%.

Half of those councilors were his people.

The remaining half dared not object either.

But Lin Feng wasn't used to making definitive statements, so there was no need for that.

Song Shu's eyes lit up: "That's wonderful!"

If the success rate is really that high...

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning of the second half was already written on her face.

Forging an alliance with an international tourist city like Las Vegas would be beneficial to her career.

This is no ordinary good start.

Instead, they installed a rocket directly on the starting line.

Results in foreign affairs work are a plus in local performance evaluations.

Especially for sister cities of this level, the province will pay attention.

She put down her teacup and looked at Lin Feng.

Suddenly, she felt that this man possessed something she hadn't encountered in a long time.

That kind of thing isn't money or power, but a kind of near-absolute composure.

He's not afraid you won't believe him when he speaks.

Because he doesn't need you to believe him.

If you can accept what he offers, then do so.

He won't explain a second time if he can't understand.

Song Shu had only ever seen this kind of composure in a very few people.

And the youngest of those people was at least thirty years older than him.

Seeing Song Shu's expression, Guo Lin chuckled.

That smile carried a mischievousness typical of old friends.

It also carries a sense of certainty.

She put her arm around Song Shu's shoulder, leaned closer, and whispered:

"Are you tempted?"

Song Shu rolled her eyes at her, her eyes revealing the embarrassment of being seen through.

There is also a kind of candor that is too lazy to hide:

"You know the answer already, so you ask."

She laughed first after she finished speaking.

It's as if they felt there was no need to put on airs in front of someone they'd grown up with.

"If you're interested, that's good. My boss is always modest."

As long as he's willing to help you make connections.

That's basically it.

I can say with certainty that it will be 100% successful.

However, your county-level city might face some difficulties.

Guo Lin released her shoulder, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

His tone conveyed an absolute trust in Lin Feng's abilities.

"I will report this to my superiors."

Song Shu said earnestly.

She was already calculating in her mind what would happen if she could actually make this happen.

What procedures should be followed, and to whom should the report be submitted?

How can this be packaged as a typical example of "proactively connecting with international resources"?

She worked within the system for several years.

They are all too aware of how much a significant achievement in foreign affairs can boost the career of a young cadre.

He and Guo Lin grew up together and know each other's character well.

For Guo Lin to believe this so much,

This is enough to demonstrate that Lin Feng's power in Las Vegas is terrifying.

This shocked Song Shu as well.

She had never heard of any other Chinese family being so powerful in America.

She had previously come into contact with information about overseas Chinese communities when she worked in a ministry, mostly organizations such as chambers of commerce and hometown associations.

Limited influence

The Chinese who truly have a voice in local American politics

Rare.

But Lin Feng is clearly not in this category.

Guo Lin then said:

"You can apply for an inspection team then."

I'm in Las Vegas, I'll give you a warm welcome.

Song Shu: "Okay, I've never been abroad before."

I'll just have to try it out.

She said this in a relaxed tone.

But he was already mentally calculating how to finalize the list of members for the inspection team.

How should the itinerary be arranged, and how should the report be written after the return?

Professional habits are ingrained and cannot be changed.

After finishing their business, Guo Lin pulled Song Shu to sit next to Lin Feng.

Song Shu clearly sensed that Guo Lin wanted to match her up with Lin Feng.

This puzzled her greatly.

She and Guo Lin have known each other for over twenty years.

They've been together since they were toddlers, she knows Guo Lin too well.

Guo Lin seems like a very easygoing person.

But when it comes to their own things, they always protect them fiercely.

Now Guo Lin is actually pushing her towards Lin Feng, which is illogical.

So he said to Guo Lin, "Oh, by the way, come to my room and do me a favor."

Her tone was casual, as if she were just mentioning it offhand.

Guo Lin, unsuspecting, followed Song Shu into the room.

Song Shu's bedroom is not big, with a 1.5-meter bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.

Several documents were spread out on the desk, with a black fountain pen and a pair of glasses that he hadn't taken off beside them.

The curtains were drawn, and only the bedside lamp was on.

The warm yellow light cast the shadows of the two people on the wall.

Once inside the room, Song Shu laid her cards on the table.

She closed the door, leaned against it, crossed her arms, and looked at Guo Lin:

What are you thinking?

"What? What were you thinking?"

Guo Lin sat down on the edge of the bed, looking bewildered.

I picked up a book from the bedside table and flipped through it; it was "Case Studies in Grassroots Governance".

Song Shu raised an eyebrow: "Stop pretending, you know what I'm talking about."

You're pushing your man onto me, aren't you jealous?

Or did your boss give you some special assignment?

When she said the word "mission," her tone carried a vigilance unique to those within the system.

She has seen too many people forced to do things against their will by being "assigned" to a "mission".

She didn't want Guo Lin to be one of them.

Guo Lin, contrary to her usual behavior, stopped smiling, closed the book, and put it back in its place.

He asked in a very serious tone, "What do you think of our relationship?"

Song Shu: "Of course, we're the closest."

She said this without any hesitation.

Guo Lin nodded: "So I would never harm you."

This is an incredible opportunity.