Old George was cursing behind his back, but Zhou Qingfeng was taking his daughter Michelle to have a midnight snack in Central Park in Manhattan.

As a scene in Manhattan, Central Park has more than 300 hectares and is huge in scale. It was planned to be more than 100 years ago. Tens of millions of tourists from all over the world come here to visit each year.

Theater, court, zoo, lawn, fountain, large pond. There are forests covered with green trees, a playground for laughter and joy, and art galleries suitable for show-offs.

Because of the pleasant scenery and the crowds of tourists, crews come here to film the scene from time to time, and this place has become a famous tourist attraction.

In the late night, Xiao Yangniu was stunned on the lawn in the park. She touched the armrest of the seat and asked in confusion: "Is this a chair made of ivory?"

"To be precise, it is the ivory of a mammoth. Because ordinary elephants don't have such big teeth." Zhou Qingfeng explained. It was his suggestion to come out for midnight snacks, because "I'm too bored in the apartment."

But this midnight snack is not in a high-end restaurant, but in the face of the stars, sitting in the empty and quiet park. A table and two chairs, plus a silver candlestick.

"Mammoth?" Mixue'er looked suspicious, "You bastard, can you really brag, do you think I will believe it?" But she quickly couldn't doubt it because something even more outrageous happened.

Several spiritual slaves turned into servants and appeared with a piano. Behind the piano, the band followed. After these people came, they saluted Zhou Qingfeng first, and then played "serner" and other things.

Several beautiful women appeared from the woods, wearing veils and dancing with music. Their dances were graceful, as touching as the elf under the moon.

Mixue'er finally decided that this was a prepared moonlit party. She sat down steadily and said in a teasing tone: "Zhou, I always thought you were a simple person. I didn't expect you to be pretty good at disguising it? This arrangement is good, I like it."

Zhou Qingfeng was in the danger, went to the front line, and had assets worth hundreds of billions of dollars, but was very low-key on weekdays. Living in Mixuer's apartment, the special chef's meals and cheap bread from the supermarket could feed his stomach.

Mixue'er has seen many wealthy people who are frugal in food and clothing, and thinks that Zhou Qingfeng is the same. But it's not simple to open a party in Central Park to have a midnight snack.

"These are not intentional arrangements." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "These people have been following me, but you just can't notice them.

I can live like a king, but in fact I am a king. I can live like a civilian, because I think I am still a civilian. Many things, as long as I want..."

The words were very arrogant, but Mixue'er just smiled.

New York and Washington are both places where liars and bragging masters are rampant, and you can listen to a lot of bluffs every day. When it comes to bragging, they are much better than Zhou Qingfeng.

The spirit slaves walked through the deep winding paths of the park and brought plates of delicious food. Michelle could only recognize them as vegetables and meat. The specific types were unclear, but they were all very delicious without exception.

It feels very good to accompany the starry sky, breathe the night breeze, and eat delicious food. Mixue also paid attention to the small bands that came to entertain themselves. Whether it is piano or violin, their skills are world-class.

"Did you invite this band from Broadway? This little one exceeded my expectations."

"No, this is my private band. I said, they are all following me."

Mixue'er smiled, not very convinced. She carefully remembered several of the faces and planned to check them carefully when she had time, perhaps she could know more about Zhou Qingfeng's background.

Music, dance, and midnight snacks, just as Zhou Qingfeng decided to sit until dawn to wait for the sunrise. Mixue's housekeeper held a cell phone and hurriedly appeared, "Miss, your father's phone number is very urgent."

Michelle wiped her mouth with a napkin, walked away from the dining table and walked more than ten meters away before taking the phone call from the butler. Old George's voice came from the phone, "Child, are you with that bastard?"

"Yes."

"What are you doing?"

“It’s really a very common experience to have late-night snacks in Central Park.”

The phone was heard from Old George's deep breath with anger. He was in a state of anxiety and could not sleep at night. Zhou Qingfeng, who was in trouble, took his daughter to have midnight snacks, and maybe he would have some food after meals to digest - how can he not be angry?

"Mi Xueer, I need to talk to that guy. The luxury goods your mother is responsible for distributing now have received a large number of orders that cannot be pushed out. If we don't complete these orders, we will be in trouble."

Listening to his father's words, Mixue turned her head and looked at it.

Zhou Qingfeng was staring at the stars in the sky in a daze. A beautiful woman was massaged for him. According to daily information, the woman was named Ailin and she appeared at some point.

"Mi Xueer, be sure to let that boy agree. Some orders are really not allowed to be pushed away. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Dad, I understand, very well."

After hanging up the phone, Mixueer knew what she should do. When family interests are preferred, other powerful relationships have to give in.

Back to Zhou Qingfeng, Mixue'er took the initiative to extend her hand to the tree spirit girl, "Is this Erin? Let's get to know me, I'm Mixue'er."

Erin smiled and said nothing, but she just shook hands with Mi Xueer gently. Xiao Yangniu sat down again, and thought about it and it would be better to just click, "Zhou, I need some understanding from you."

"It is better to talk about feelings and talk about actual interests. If you are asking about high-end luxury goods, you have to come up with comparable benefits."

This sentence blocked Mixue'er's many remarks. She lowered her head slightly and covered her embarrassment with a smile, "Yes, it's better to talk about interests. So what does the President need to supply the goods?"

"I wanted to acquire a complete semiconductor industry chain from Japan two years ago. I used to be full of confidence and felt that the Japanese would let go. But the negotiations have not made any progress until now.

In the past two years, although I have made breakthroughs in many semiconductor industry links, the word "system" has covered too many aspects.

Similarly, in the fields of machinery manufacturing, energy mining, pharmaceutical and chemical industry, aerospace, etc., there are many industries that interest me, and I want to get involved."

"so what?"

"I want to acquire a batch of small American businesses with potential or bankrupt companies with technology. If your father can help me do it, I can give him a batch of goods for free."

Mi Xueer chuckled and exhaled, then nodded and said, "Zhou, you are such a terrible enemy. You cannot underestimate or despise you a little, otherwise you will pay a huge price."

Erin handed over a booklet and handed it to Mixueer by Zhou Qingfeng.

With the candlelight at the dining table, Xiao Yangniu just glanced at the cover but didn't look at it. She laughed unhappily: "Oh...my dad said you are a bastard, you are indeed a bastard. You were prepared for it and were waiting for me to surrender."

"I've finished talking about everything I should say." Zhou Qingfeng drank a drink on the table, wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up, "I originally planned to leave after watching the sunrise. But now I think about it, forget it.

My request is in this booklet. It depends on you as much as you can. I have to go back for a month when I go abroad. In the next negotiation, you will get the imperial capital to come to me."

As soon as the president left, the band and dancers who had originally gathered on the lawn of the park also began to leave. The Lingnu, who was doing the mixed work, moved away the piano and tables and chairs, leaving Mixue'er alone standing under the stars.
Chapter completed!