People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke. "No rush, I'll contact them in a while."

The NSA, the most sinister agency in the United States, specializes in wiretapping and surveillance. This agency indiscriminately monitors and listens to everyone.

The agency monitors everything you can think of: emails, online activity, text messages, phone calls...

To be honest, this organization is quite formidable.

Of course, no one should claim to be superior. Such institutions exist in every country, only with different names.

Ida Hassan listened with some disappointment, "Alright, we have to hurry, time waits for no one."

Ding Ze smiled and asked, "How are the hardware preparations going?"

Ida Hassan nodded. "I placed the order a few days ago. It should take two or three months for the various hardware components to arrive. I will then personally oversee the assembly."

"Hmm," Ding Ze responded without saying anything more.

Soon, large excavators began to work.

The base used to store the Samaritans needed to be able to withstand missile bombardment, so it had to be deep enough, and the materials used in all aspects had to be of the highest quality.

Therefore, this process will not be completed in a short time; it will take at least six months, and may not even be finished in a year.

Ding Ze didn't know much about the project, so he refrained from elaborating and simply watched the spectacle.

After watching the commotion for about half an hour, there was nothing more to see, so Ding Ze said goodbye to Abruzzi and the others, got in the car, and returned to Miami.

Ding Ze drove all the way to the Austin Group, then went into the building, found the receptionist, and said he wanted to see Janet.

Interestingly, Ding Ze has never been inside this place in all this time.

In addition, Ding Ze was wearing a mask today, so the young lady at the front desk didn't recognize him and politely asked, "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Ding Ze grinned. "I don't need an appointment. I'm her fiancé."

As soon as these words came out.

hum.

The pretty receptionist was immediately startled.

There is no other reason.

To this day, the fact that Janet Austin's fiancé is the renowned Ding Ze... while not exactly public knowledge, is hardly a secret either.

The pretty receptionist subconsciously stared at Ding Ze's face, scrutinizing him. At the same time, her thoughts raced as she recalled what she had read about Ding Ze online.

"Are you Mr. Ding?" The young receptionist, with a touch of youthful arrogance, asked in a low voice.

"Are you an FBI agent?" Ding Ze teased the pretty young woman with a smile.

"..." The receptionist was stunned and quickly shook her head, "I didn't..."

"Haha, then I must be Mr. Ding," Ding Ze said with a smile. "Miss, you're very pretty. How about we have dinner together sometime?"

The pretty receptionist: "??????"

what is this?

Please, didn't you come here to see your fiancée?

How come she started flirting with me the moment she turned around?

Scumbag.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend," the pretty receptionist said, not wanting to deal with Ding Ze anymore. She picked up the phone and dialed the chairman's office. "Chairman, there's a man at the front desk who claims to be your fiancé and wants to see you."

Janet chuckled. "Bring him along." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 360 Janet's Gift: Converted Yacht

Miami, Austin Group headquarters building, first floor.

"Sir, please follow me," the receptionist, who thought Ding Ze was a scumbag, said in a businesslike manner.

Ding Ze grinned, finding this pretty girl quite amusing. As he followed, he chuckled and asked, "You really have a boyfriend?"

The pretty receptionist paused slightly upon hearing this, then promptly pretended not to have heard.

Ding Ze chuckled and said, "I think you're lying to me that you don't have a boyfriend."

The pretty receptionist quickened her pace slightly, but still ignored Ding Ze.

“Haha, you’re so funny,” Ding Ze laughed. “Janett is a bit too much. She has a beauty like you in the company and she never told me.”

The pretty receptionist couldn't take it anymore and turned to glare at Ding Ze. "Sir, please stop talking nonsense."

“No good,” Ding Ze replied curtly.

"..." The receptionist was taken aback by Ding Ze's response. Speechless and sulking, she quickened her pace, almost jogging.

Ding Ze noticed this and deliberately slowed his pace.

After a while.

The pretty receptionist realized that Ding Ze hadn't kept up, so she had no choice but to stop and wait, sulking.

Ding Ze strolled leisurely to the pretty receptionist and asked with a smile, "Not running anymore?"

"I didn't run away," the pretty receptionist said stubbornly.

"May I know your name?" Ding Ze asked.

"No," the pretty receptionist refused without hesitation.

“It’s okay, I’ll ask Janet later,” Ding Ze said with a smile.

The pretty receptionist was speechless.

The two entered the elevator, which went up to the top floor.

Soon, led by the pretty receptionist, Ding Ze entered Janet's office.

The office was large and luxuriously decorated. Janet sat in a chair, her long legs crossed, a sly smile on her face as she looked at Ding Ze.

“Ms. Austin,” Ding Ze greeted her with a smile, “what’s the name of this pretty young lady next to me?”

Janet heard this, smiled at the sulking receptionist, and roughly guessed what had happened. "You harassed her, didn't you?"

After saying that, without waiting for Ding Ze's response, Janet went straight to the receptionist and said, "Ella, you can go now."

"Okay," the pretty receptionist said, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief before turning and quickly leaving.

Ding Ze turned his head and blatantly stared at Ella's shapely buttocks, chuckling.

Ella noticed Ding Ze's gaze and ran away as if fleeing.

Once Ella was out of sight, Ding Ze turned away and walked toward Janet with a smile, "The view here is really nice, Ms. Austin. You are indeed a billionaire."

With no one else around, Janet rolled her eyes at Ding Ze without hesitation upon hearing this. "You came all this way just to be sarcastic? I'll beat you up!"

As she spoke, Janet stood up and walked to Ding Ze's side.

Ding Ze reached out and put his arm around Janet's slender waist, pulling her into his arms. He gave her a wicked kiss before speaking, "How could that be? I was just worried that my wife was working too hard, so I came to check on her."

Even though it's a lie, it still makes people quite happy.

Janet smiled brightly, "You come to care about me empty-handed? That's not something a good husband would do."

“Hehe,” Ding Ze chuckled mischievously, “I may be empty-handed, but I brought something better. You can take it yourself.”

Janet: "....."

***************

Soon.

Janet kicked off her high heels, went barefoot on the carpet, and locked the office door from the inside.

Then, the two naturally started playing together.

I must say, this kind of play is really quite interesting.

The two had a lot of fun.

finished.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette, and Janet nestled in his arms, laughing as she asked, "You came all this way just to mess with me, huh?"

"Haha, no, it's not. I actually came on a whim," Ding Ze said, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Upon hearing this, Janet didn't hold back and slapped Ding Ze across the chest.

The two argued for a while.

“Oh, right, you’re here just in time. I have something to show you,” Janet said excitedly.

"What is it?" Ding Ze asked casually, got up, and followed Janet to the desk.

Janet took a document out of the drawer and handed it to Ding Ze with a smile.

Ding Ze took the document and opened it.

Okay, it's a proposal for a luxury yacht.

"It's a gift for you, do you like it?" Janet asked with a smile.