"I'm afraid these are not enough," Huang Jingping, wearing a pearly silk shirt and a pink cashmere cardigan outside, held her hand and walked back and forth, looked at the clothes on the hanger, looked at the three large suits on the ground, took off a blue suit and added it.

Feng Yiping walked around outside the door with his cell phone, "It's noon the day after tomorrow, okay, okay, goodbye,"

Seeing that Huang Jingping was about to add another windbreaker and go in, she couldn't help it, "I said, it's enough, I'm not going to walk the catwalk,"

This is his first time on a business trip that he has to prepare so many clothes.

"Which one is the same this time? Of course, I have to bring a few more sets. No, I'll get another suitcase,"

Feng Yiping caught her, "Enough, really enough," he sniffed between Huang Jingping's hair, "I really want to bring you both mother and mother,"

"This is not possible," Huang Jingping said immediately, "How many people are watching this time?"

"What does that matter?" Feng Yiping said without caring, "I am a world-renowned young scholar, a young and promising successful businessman, and a flat-faced boy. Isn't it a pleasure to take care of my wife and children when I go out?"

"It's just not possible, haha, flat, you really need flat, um," Feng Yiping's mouth was blocked by Feng Yiping's domineeringly, and his hands were also causing trouble on her.

"That won't work, what about this?"

"Not now," Huang Jingping looked at him with a blushing face.

"Not now?" Feng Yiping looked at the time, "It's okay if it doesn't work," he carried her and walked towards the bedroom. "I have to go out for so many days again, is it easy for me?"

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The battle with tight time is always very intense, so it is also very exciting. "It's good to have such a short and fast battle occasionally, what do you think?"

Huang Jingping was still panting, her hair was scattered on her face, but she had no strength to pay attention and was too lazy to move. She noticed that Feng Yiping was about to move again, and she slapped her backhand, "I'm still making trouble, I'm getting up,"

Jump up and put on your clothes immediately.

Feng Yiping, who was slapped by her, said sadly, "If you don't bring this, you will be demolished as soon as you cross the river."

But when I saw the time, I was really not optimistic, so I jumped up and put on my clothes.

Huang Jingping continued to help him tidy up his suitcase in a disheveled manner, "I know you are too lazy to match it, so I put all the matching shirts, tie and belts together, don't mess it up," she said.

"Good leader,"

"I have really spoiled you over the years. I used to buy clothes for me and I knew how to match them. Now I can't even match my own clothes,"

Whenever these days are too long, they will always become a little nagging, but isn’t life like this?

"Dad, mom," Amanda rushed in with candy shaking his head, "Uncle Owen said, it's time to go, oh mom, why are your face so red?"

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In the evening, it was still the Waldorf Astoria Hotel. Feng Yiping, who had just settled down, sorted out his clothes and took Owen to the banquet hall. Tonight, he made an appointment there.

This banquet hall is a real banquet hall, which is very high. There are two floors around the hall, both with prominent indoor balcony, similar to the private rooms of a foreign opera house. If necessary, it can be converted into a performance venue immediately.

This was the peak of dining. The lights were soft and bright. The round tables were filled with well-dressed men and women. The waiters, carrying silver trays, were flirting with each other in the banquet hall. They were generally a bit noisy, but not a big deal.

Feng Yiping walked quickly towards the table in the middle.

At that table, there were already 5 Chinese people and 4 middle-aged and elderly people. Well, according to many official statements, they are still middle-aged, and only one is younger, and they also look older than Feng Yiping.

Their clothes are no different from those around them. If the price starts, they may be much higher than those on the dining tables around them. Moreover, the four middle-aged people all showed a look of dignity there, reminding others that I look very awesome.

But just like when the Luo family went to meet Feng Zhenchang and the others, they deliberately wore a very high-end new dress, their expression just revealed a sense of disconfidence.

At least in 2003, domestic entrepreneurs still lacked confidence and experience when dealing with foreign countries, so they deliberately showed such momentum.

As Feng Yiping approached, the young man who had been looking around pulled the middle-aged man next to him. He looked at his father's hand and looked up at the four middle-aged men who were originally talking to him at the same time, and smiled immediately on his face.

"Mr. Sun, Mr. Chen, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wu, hello, this must be Mr. Wu," Feng Yiping shook hands with them one by one.

"Hello," "Look for a long time," "Please sit down," "It's the little dog, take him to see the world,"

These are also companies that the Prime Minister needs to follow up this time. Except for Mr. Wu, the other three are from state-owned enterprises, and they all have the same intentions and want to take advantage of this tour to maximize the results. Therefore, they all arranged people to hit the front station, and they themselves set off two days in advance than other follow-up entrepreneurs.

"Sorry, I'm late, let me wait for a long time, sorry,"

"Where, we're just here. You've just arrived from the west, and the time on the road is hard to control,"

These arrogant people are very polite and kind to Feng Yiping, the young man. So, in the mall, they also do not look at the high school and achievements.

"Mr. Feng, let me agree first. I'll treat you to this meal. Don't rush to pay the bill later. Let those foreigners watch the fun. You have to give me a chance to thank you."

It is famous for Chinese people to rush to pay their bills on such occasions. It seems that Mr. Wu has a deep understanding of this.

As for thanking, it was mainly because Feng Yiping asked Buchanan to join Mr. Wu, the Buchanan Gang, to meet several people on Wall Street.

For him now, this is a small task, but for Mr. Wu and his company, it is a very rare resource.

"Then I'm disrespectful," Feng Yiping was not polite. Who else here is missing a meal?

"Mr. Feng, this is the first time we have met," said Mr. Sun of the construction company. "But I have to give you a good greeting. In the past two years, I have taken on many projects from your company."

Today, Jiasheng is originally a diversified company. After years of development, it has been directly and indirectly contacted many companies.

"Mr. Sun, please be polite. The construction teams under your jurisdiction have also helped us a lot. I have to respect you, so I have to respect you."

This person should still be of level now. He is so polite, and Feng Yiping is not going to be so stingy.

At this level here, there was no direct competition between them. This time, this time, the situation was like this. No one was confused. Even Mr. Wu, who was two years older than Feng Yiping, respectfully treated Feng Yiping. According to his father's side, he treated Feng Yiping as his uncle.

These people are naturally veterans who have been through the restaurant for a long time, so although it was the first time we met, the meal was not deserted. This meal was originally a social lunch, but it was a bit like an old friend's party.

Feng Yiping suddenly saw that Mr. Wu, who was opposite, looked behind him again. When he looked back, the hotel general manager who had a little impression of him was standing behind him, and there was a waiter holding a tray next to him. A bottle of red wine was iced in the ice bucket of the tray.

"Hello Mr. Feng," said the manager. "I just saw you check in. This is my gift to you." He took a bottle of wine that had been opened from the waiter next to him. "You can use it slowly. If you need anything, please call me directly," he handed a business card with both hands.

"Thank you," Feng Yiping was so polite.

"Everyone, I'm disturbing you," the hotel general manager smiled and nodded to the person present, left gracefully, and left the waiter, picked up the bottle and showed it, "I'll prescribe wine for you,"

"Who is the one just now?" These people were not very good at English. Mr. Sun saw that the foreign gentlemen and ladies around him who were originally very arrogant and only caring about his table, and he also looked at their table. Many of them looked surprised and curious, and asked with a smile.

"Oh, he is the general manager of the hotel. We just held an event here not long ago," Feng Yiping said vaguely.

In fact, it's more than that.

Although Feng Yiping is always coming and going in New York, he has a good relationship with the big guys in New York's politics and business. In the eyes of relevant people, he is already a big shot.

"It is said that Mr. Feng, your achievements in the United States are no less than those in China. Today we have seen it. We have to have a drink for this," Mr. Wu suggested, "This is a glory for us."

"I respect everyone wherever you are," Feng Yipingqian said.

However, hearing the uncontrollable screams on the table next to him, he thought that he had recognized himself, but he still couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

As a man, who doesn’t give him a face when socializing? Besides, this is still abroad.

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At noon the next day, Feng Yiping hurried from his nextdoor New York office to a famous restaurant on Greenwich Street in lower Manhattan, tribecagrill.

It is only half a mile from the former Twin Towers, and the Tribeca Film Center is directly opposite it.

The reason why this restaurant is famous is that in addition to its big-name partners like Robert De Niro, Sean Penn, and Bill Murray, it is said that the food is really delicious and the price is affordable.

But to be honest, the appearance of this restaurant is really not great. The red brick walls are equipped with a very historical green door and window. Even the restaurant's signature is simply painted in white style on a small piece of green paint on the red brick wall next to them, which has a very visual feeling of the old post office in small counties in China.

The decoration in the store, well, is that it has no decoration. It also has the same rush of factory workshops in the 1950s and 1960s. The old square red brick pillars, the wood that looked old had fallen off, and the tables and chairs were also logs. But I heard that in addition to many celebrities visiting here, business and political leaders often come. It is said that someone still met Secretary of State Powell at the bar here.

Feng Yiping just looked at him for a few seconds and saw Xiang Xiaofang handing the windbreaker to the waiter with a little sister. He also saw him in a blink of an eye and walked over quickly with surprise, "Oh, our richest man Feng will arrive in advance? I'm really flattered!"

"It's nothing strange, I've always been an old-school gentleman,"

Since he was an old-school gentleman, Feng Yiping stood up and greeted him, "Please, two,"

"What is this?" he asked at the long-haired girl Xiang Xiaofang brought.

"My surname is Fu, Fu Yunning, hello Feng, richest man, I have long admired his name," the girl smiled generously and reached out her hand.

"Student Fu, don't listen to reporters. Just call me my name. Are you at Columbia University?"

"No, I just went to Duke University to study for an undergraduate degree," said Fu, looking at Feng Yiping with a little curiosity.

"Feng Xueba, we Yunning has been a top student since we were young," Xiang Xiaofang patted Fu Yunning's shoulder.

"No, I feel ashamed of myself. With my original grades, I can't get into an international top university like Duke."

Although Duke University is not among the Ivy League, it is recognized as one of the world's top higher education institutions today and ranks first in the southern United States.

"Sorry, I have to answer a call," Irving's call must answer, "Irving, what's wrong? Wait," he asked Xiang Xiaofang tentatively, "Did you bring those five big men outside?"

"I don't have that kind of treatment," Xiang Xiaofang smiled and pointed at Fu Yunning, "It's hers."

"Oh, Irving, it's okay," he hung up the phone as if nothing had happened. In fact, he was quite curious about who this little girl is, what a big name!

"I laughed at you. My assistant saw five colleagues from China and was a little alert."

"Oh, which system of your assistant is retired in China?" Fu Yunning asked with a smile.

"His one is a muscular man from the United States," said Xiang Xiaofang. "Yiping, aren't you curious about Yun Ning's identity?"

"Sister Xiaofang," Fu Yunning said coquettishly to Feng Yiping, "Okay, I'll tell you, I'm a sh man, and my dad works in the banking system,"

Shi, is my dad in the bank? Feng Yiping still couldn't guess. If my dad was in the center, he could still guess, "Oh, I'm long-term!" He pretended to say, it was just a meal anyway, it didn't matter whether he knew it or not.

"I don't know, I'll tell you," Xiang Xiaofang said a famous name in Feng Yiping's ear regardless of Fu Yunning's obstruction.

With Feng Yiping's current nature, he couldn't help but be stunned. Oh my god, this is really an authentic nobleman! (To be continued.)

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