Rebirth of the Super Banking System

Owning a manor can be said to be one of the standard features of the upper class in the United States. You can have no luxury apartments or townhouses, but you must not live without a manor.

Swimming pools, racecourses, piers, and even private golf courses-the huge land area of ​​the manor allows the wealthy to use their imagination to create an extremely comfortable living space.

This party was held in East Hampton, New York, which is the top wealthy district in New York. Many super-rich people have their homes here, which is more than two hours' drive from New York.

Approaching the evening.

Tang Qing and his party finally came to this place full of rich people.

There are luxury cars everywhere, and these Audis are basically driven by servants.

Close to the manor area, a few sports cars flashed past and disappeared in front. From time to time, there were helicopters flying through the sky. This is also one of the main means of transportation for the rich here.

Luxury car.

manor.

aircraft

yacht.

. . .

Extremely luxurious.

However, if he stays for a long time, Tang Qing still doesn’t like this layout. The villas on the Shanghai stock market are pretty good. His second uncle has bought the land where he built the manor in Qingyan City. It’s all right to go on vacation. There is no need to get it by himself. One.

"Jiaxue, do you like that kind of car?" Tang Qing asked, pointing to a red convertible Ferrari outside the car window. The blonde woman above did not drive too fast and slowly overtook the car to the left of their team.

Lin Jiaxue took a look and shook her head vigorously: "I don't like it."

"Why, it looks good." Tang Qing was surprised. When it comes to comfort, Tang Qing doesn't like sports cars, but when it comes to appearance, Tang Qing still has to admit that it is an art.

"Driving is troublesome, it's better to take a car." Lin Jiaxue said seriously.

"Haha..."

Lin Jiaxue's answer made Tang Qing laugh out loud, she was indeed our wife, Tang Qing held Lin Jiaxue's face. He took a harsh bite and said softly: "Don't worry, with me, someone will drive you for the rest of my life."

"Ok."

. . . . . .

quickly.

The convoy drove to the manor area in East Hampton.

I have to say that no manor here is cheap, starting at least tens of millions of dollars, and there are piers along the coast that have to be turned over. When they arrived, the roadside outside the manor was full of large and small vehicles.

There is no shortage of luxury cars and limited edition sports cars. No way, the manor is full of lawns and there is no such a large parking lot. Fortunately, the road outside is wide enough, otherwise the road will be blocked. Then you will definitely be complained to the police.

Park the car under the guidance of the servant.

Get out of the car.

Tang Qing saw several yachts parked on the sea in the distance. It seems that the people who came to participate today still drive yachts. This is okay. You have to get one when you have time. It's okay to go fishing with Lin Jiaxue or something. .

Mu Jian walked ahead.

"Xiao Tang, follow me later, let me first take you to meet the owner, Ge Feng, a... a very interesting person. He speaks a little bit straighter, but he is not bad-hearted and very loyal."

"Great."

Tang Qing took Lin Jiaxue and followed Mu Jian in.

As soon as he entered the manor, Tang Qing felt a little strange. It was completely different from the American party on TV. There was no band, no crowds singing and dancing, and no swimming pool Bikini.

"Is it weird and not lively enough?" Mu Jian said to Tang Qing.

"It's a bit." Tang Qing nodded.

Mu Jian explained: "In fact, it was very lively before. Everyone is young and energetic. Who doesn't like excitement, but slowly people will get bored, especially these Chinese who grew up in the United States, and their cultural traditions are also not. I don't like the American set very much.

So we found it annoying to be noisy, and we should leave that kind of lively party to young people in their twenties. We’ve got together these few times, drinking, chatting, exchanging information and so on. "

They have participated in too many parties over the years. It can be said to be disgusting to attend. They slowly learn to be like their elders and like this kind of plain gathering. Most of them here are home-made parties and people who have had enough.

"Really... It's weird enough." Tang Qing couldn't help but laugh. He thought he could watch a lively party, but now there is nothing, but fortunately, he doesn't like making noise.

Mu Jian is ahead.

After going around a bend, they saw the villa of the manor, the simple style three-story small building, the main color is gray, the inside and outside of the house are brightly lit, although there is no band, there is light music coming from China, which is the sound of Chinese Guzheng.

"Brother Mu, why isn't this called a banquet?" Tang Qing looked at the situation inside and was also happy. A party without carnival and singing and dancing is really called a banquet or a party.

"Hey, you'll know later." Mu Jian smiled mysteriously.

Heard this.

Tang Qing came interested.

Once in the door.

A figure rushed over from the side.

"Mu Jian, you are here at last. If you come later, you won't be able to catch up with the opening." A not-fluent Chinese came out of his mouth. Even if his ancestors came to the United States very early, Chinese is a required course.

Ben, they dare not forget.

"Why don't you start earlier." Mu Jian said helplessly.

Opening?

Tang Qing wondered, what fun shows could not be made, if there were any, it would suit this guy's dress, really. . . . Flowery branches, glamorous and glamorous.

This was originally meant to describe a woman, but it is also quite suitable to describe the person in front of me.

A pair of gold and red clothes, as if painted with a layer of reflective paint, trousers dragged to the ground like flared pants, shoes are not visible, looks a bit handsome and mature, and the shape of the head. . . Tang Qing was already unable to complain.

Chicken head?

The name is so apt, the name knows its meaning, and the descriptive ability of Chinese can be said to be extremely accurate.

"The time is not up, do you think the clothes I designed are handsome..." After talking with Mu Jian and his wife, Ge Feng directly handed over Chai Ren's name: "Chai Ren, I remember you, for several years It's not coming."

"In the past few years, I have been too busy at work, running around the world, and I can't help myself. I didn't expect Mr. Ge to have such a good memory. This is my wife Zhan Xi." Chai Ren and Ge Feng shook hands and smiled.

"Hello." Zhan Xi nodded and smiled.

"My sister-in-law, my sister-in-law is so beautiful, this one is... Hey, Mu Jian, are you jealous of my handsome, who specially brought me a blow? Hello, little brother, are you interested in being an actor or a model? I happen to have..."

Ge Feng was commanded by Tang Qing.

Mu Jian hurriedly interrupted his words: "Go go go...your broken company, who will go?"

Ge Feng pretended to be dissatisfied: "My company is not small, okay, but it shouldn't be someone who is short of money that can come. Alas, another handsome and rich friend, how can I live this day."

"This is Tang Qing, who is going to college in China and came to travel for a few days. This is his fiancee Lin Jiaxue." Mu Jian solemnly introduced.

Ge Feng said with a straight face: "No kidding, Xiao Tang, Jia Xue, hello, my name is Ge Feng, half a businessman, in fact, my ideal is not this, but to stand on the stage to become a big star. , It's a pity, I feel stage fright and my legs tremble when I see a lot of people. I blame these unsatisfactory legs..."

While speaking, Ge Feng began to release himself.

Listening to Ge Feng's "self-introduction".

Tang Qing smiled and nodded constantly. Indeed, as Mu Jian said, this person was really interesting. The first time I met, he talked about such a profound topic as ‘ideal’.

It's more than just self-cooked, it's almost fully cooked.

Tang Qing found that he was quite lucky in his life. When he met so many interesting people, he saw that Tang Qing's eyes were sincere and not fake. Ge Feng said more vigorously, and instantly recognized this friend in his heart.

Sometimes don't look at him as stupid, but how can someone from this kind of family have no intentions, but he doesn't like to hide himself, he is used to seeing him, everyone is a friend, not getting along, nodding acquaintance.

Seeing that Ge Feng was endless, Mu Jian hurriedly stopped and said: "Okay, you have enough, don't talk about your music dreams, I just peeed on my pants when I said something on the stage, I... chuckle... ."

At the end Mu Jian couldn't help laughing.

Ge Feng is also a strange thing, crowd phobia, an ‘incurable disease’. Once he is noticed by a large number of people, he will be nervous, sweating, muscle twitching, and trembling of his legs and feet.

Three years ago, when he was in a concert with 10,000 people, he was taken to the stage to give flowers and hugs as fans. However, he was under the spotlight. . . It became the hot news of the year and has been teased by them to this day.

When it comes to this matter, Ge Feng said bitterly: "Hey, hey, I can't help it, okay, so many people underneath, it's live broadcast, and it's not that gang of guys hurt me and squeezed me up. "

Ma De, he feels that he will carry this stalk in his life.

"Yes, tut tut, live broadcast, you are also considered a star, so be content." Mu Jian had an expression of'I envy you so much.'

"... Hmph, you are not qualified yet, let me tell you..."

Ge Feng is also thick-skinned and feels complacent.

Accompanied by the ‘joy’ chat atmosphere, a few people came to the hall.

There are nearly forty people in the hall, all of Ge Feng's good friends. They are from all walks of life. They are not all businessmen. They are mainly people of the same age, and they can't talk together.

Both greeted Mu Jian enthusiastically.

However, apart from the owner, Ge Feng, he basically didn't remember Chai Ren, because he had only been here once, and after introducing it again, he remembered this second generation who had a background in China.

Although everyone works or does business in the United States, they have very little contact with China.

However, as a rising emerging market, China has a rapid economic development. It has long been heard that the second generation of overseas students here brag about how profitable it is to make money. They are also of great interest to Chinese Americans.

quickly.

Chai Ren became the focal point among them.

"Brother Chai, you said I have 30 million U.S. dollars to invest in domestic projects that will pay back quickly and have lasting benefits?"

"Real estate, Internet, electronic products... China has started its economy for a period of time, but it is far from reaching saturation. There will be a blowout development in all walks of life, and there are many opportunities, whether it is high-tech or low-end manufacturing. There are many opportunities. of."

"Then I have to take care of it when I go to inspect the project in the future."

"No problem, as long as you operate legally, you can definitely help. This is my business card."

"Brother Changliang, I respect you, it will be troublesome then."

"..."

Chai Ren became a busy man for a while.

What they need is information, and Chai Ren's position holds the most valuable information and the policy direction.

The attention to Tang Qing was much lower, because he was too young, most of them here were the same age as Chai Ren, twenty-seven or nearly thirty, and Tang Qing obviously hadn't arrived in his twenties.

In addition, Mu Jian only said that Tang Qing was a college student or a domestic university, so he felt that he could not find a topic.

Tang Qing didn't care about it.

With soy sauce on the side, in his eyes, these were strangers, the older ones were even close to a round, so he took Lin Jiaxue to the buffet area and tasted the cakes here with Lin Jiaxue.

Take a bite.

The taste is okay.

"Jia Xue, how about it?" Tang Qing asked.

"It's a bit sweet, and there is no chef at home who makes it delicious." Lin Jiaxue said softly, her mouth had long been raised by the soldiers.

"American pastries are generally sweet, just leave them alone." Tang Qing stuffed Lin Jiaxue's bite into his mouth, and Lin Jiaxue gently wiped the cream from the corners of his mouth.

Lin Jiaxue took a few bites and ate it with a mango.

After a while.

Ge Feng's so-called opening began.

"Ahem, everyone is quiet. This party is about to begin. Before that, I will sing a song to cheer you up. This Chinese word may be inappropriate, but that's what it means. Today I will bring you a song " "Glorious Years", this is my new Cantonese song..."

Tang Qing looked at Ge Feng on the red cloth stage in the hall a little bit awkwardly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it hadn't been for the look of Ge Feng who had been prepared just now, the mango in his mouth would almost spurt out.

"The bell sounded the signal to return home.

In his life.

As if with a bit of sorrow

. . . . "

Tang Qing’s eyes became brighter as he listened. Just now, he thought that Ge Feng wanted to be a star is a “brain guilty”. Now when he heard it, Ge Feng’s singing skills are definitely not low. No wonder so many people are listening with great interest. , It seems to be really relying on strength.

Mu Jian came over and explained in a low voice: "Is it interesting? Ge Feng's voice and skills are not inferior to those singers. He can perform songs in English, French, Chinese, or Japanese. He is proficient in nine languages, just to learn songs.

Arrangement and lyrics are also experts. If it weren't for the "incurable disease", I think he definitely has a place in the world of music. "

"That's it."

Tang Qing suddenly heard it with gusto. This Ge Feng is really interesting.

quickly.

"Glory Years" is over.

Applause sounded from below, all sincere. Ge Feng bowed deeply. Only with dozens of people like this can he sing with confidence. Even many of his friends asked him to sing at parties, but they usually don’t. I just rejoice when I do it myself.

"Okay, the opening is over, and the next part is what everyone loves to hear. This time I spent a lot of energy to get the U.S. Army's replacement equipment recovery contract for Iraq. It lasted three months. I made more than 20 million U.S. dollars in a single order. In April this year, I met an African-American colonel who was in charge of the deployment of Iranian equipment at a cocktail party.

Why is everyone willing to listen to this guy's nonsense and show off? It's because there are dry goods in it, and the following dry wood.

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