"So busy," Mr. Wu asked when he saw Feng Yiping running over.

There were several people, mainly those who were older, who were envious of Feng Yiping.

This will not envy the rest, but only envy his youth.

When did the last time I ran like him without regard for his image? I’ve been so young, so good!

It would be great if he is as young as him and has such great achievements!

I'll have a lot of ideas, but unfortunately, I don't have a daughter of the right age at home. However, is there anyone who knows the right one?

"I've put some cushions on it, and I'm sorry,"

Of course, Feng Yiping couldn't say it was delayed by receiving the help from the person sent by the leader, so he would show off again.

"In my opinion, Mr. Feng is facing such an important thing now. It should be okay if he is absent in such a meeting. The implementation of this matter," Before a mature and stern person finished speaking, he saw a reporter holding a microphone rushing out from somewhere, followed by a strong man carrying a camera, shouting, "Mr. Feng...,"

The scream soon came to an abrupt end because the man hit Irving rightly - naturally Irving blocked it in time.

This is equivalent to showing off his skills in front of many colleagues in the boss's country, which also gave Feng Yiping some extra face.

Sure enough, many people in the group looked at Irving and were very interested. Such a human shield was really good.

The reporter was firmly controlled by Irving's hands and could not move, but he was still shouting, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng,"

Feng Yiping looked at the sign on his microphone, fox, and it turns out that this success is not a lucky chance. n. He became the most watched news station in the United States. How could such a desperate reporter not succeed?

"Okay, Owen," Feng Yiping patted the loyal guy who was very worthy of his salary, so he decided to add a big chicken leg to him at night.

Owen let go of the reporter, but stood aside with caution.

"Mr. Reporter, I'm sorry for this happening. Please understand that the way you appear is too abrupt."

"No, it's my fault, please forgive me," the reporter nodded as if he was still scared and looked at Owen.

He had no doubt that if he had not held the microphone and was not following a person carrying a camera, the one who had just welcomed him must have been a fist.

He waved his hand to the back and called the cameraman over, "Now, delete the part I just did,"

Haha, this guy can be a human being.

Generally speaking, these reporters are quite versatile, otherwise they would not have found so much solid news.

There are also cool journalists and media, but they will definitely not show that side in front of a rich man like Feng Yiping.

What happened in the press group I visited last time in Wuliao Town is really just a very special phenomenon. There are not many countries around the world, and journalists still have administrative levels.

Journalists with administrative levels sometimes tend to forget their duties.

Because I have a good impression of this reporter from the fox news station and admire him for being tenacious like a paparazzi, Feng Yiping took the initiative to say a few more words, "About Netflix, all the news will be based on what our company announces,"

"However, what I can tell you is that the directors of Netflix's board of directors are optimistic about my future plans and preparations for Netflix. Sorry," Feng Yiping pointed to the car behind him.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng," the reporter was a little excited.

Although Feng Yiping's words are simple, they contain a lot of information.

This may be the main reason why Netflix’s resignation was made. Does it also mean that this acquisition will be an agreement acquisition?

Haha, what he deliberately confirmed was that because of this period, his TV station's ratings tonight would definitely be ahead of those competitors.

Seeing Feng Yiping and the Chinese businessmen boarding the bus, he immediately rushed towards his car, "Go, hurry up and go back to Taiwan."

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In the car, the person who was just talking finally had the opportunity to finish half of his words, "The implementation of this matter is probably more important than attending such a meeting."

It seems that more than one person has seen the meaning of such a thing at such a moment.

"Mr. Feng must know this, and he must have made proper arrangements," someone said immediately.

"Mr. Feng, admire it!" Several people poked their heads out from behind the seats and praised.

"You are too proud, lucky, just lucky!"

"Mr. Feng, you are too modest, how can you be so lucky?" Everyone said, "Even if some things are lucky, but you have done so many things, quantitative change has caused qualitative change. These successes are a reflection of your vision and ability," he said.

"That's not called luck," Mr. Wu said to Feng Yiping who sat down, "It's only called luck that I can sit next to you."

These people are really good at speaking.

…………

The bus headed towards Fog Valley Street, which is only a few blocks from the White House.

The United States is located in the Truman Building there. For this reason, "foggybottom" is sometimes used as a synonym for the United States.

When it was hundreds of meters away from the Mediterranean-style building, many Chinese people holding five-star red flags or various welcome banners appeared on the roadside.

On the snowy road, in the bitter cold wind, they were still energetic and smiling. They looked at the bus driving over there and the Chinese inside, and knew that they were also members of the visiting group, and waved the national flag at them.

So, the few windows that could be opened in the car were all opened, and the entrepreneurs also thanked the enthusiastic Chinese representatives.

To put it bluntly, everyone feels that their connection with their motherland is particularly close.

…………

Before possible traffic control, Ma Ling took Vincent to the door. Although the little guy didn't have any concept of race at this time, he felt friendly when he saw these people with the same skin as his father, "Mom, is Dad here?"

"He is not here, but he may be here soon," Ma Ling looked at the other side of the road expectantly.

In fact, she was a little repulsive to such behavior.

This time, the shortest interval between the last meeting was less than 20 days, but she found that she was looking forward to and cherishing the opportunity to meet Feng Yiping from the bottom of her heart.

What's wrong with me? In the cold wind, she felt her face hot, and she couldn't help asking, am I trapped?

However, I seem to like it very much, and this feeling is also very good.

But I am an independent woman and never want to be a vassal of anyone, but she looked at the other side of the road with her son in her arms and decided not to worry about it anymore - at least temporarily.

I'm for my son, she thought.

At the end of her sight, she saw a bus coming over there. She was as excited as Vincent. Is this their car?

The cheering Chinese on the roadside immediately confirmed the speculation of their mother and son. This is the car that followed the entrepreneurs, and those who signaled out from the window also proved this.

The mother and the mother didn't say anything, staring at the car tightly. Suddenly, Vincent shouted happily, "Dad," he pointed at the car and shouted.

When Ma Ling saw that he was really a little guy with sharp eyes.

The person standing in front of the seat in the second row and looking at the person on the roadside wasn't it him? Her heart also became hot, and she grabbed her son's hand and shook it.

Why is he still so conspicuous among so many people?

"Dad, Dad," Vincent screamed one after another, but was drowned in the warm welcome crowd around him.

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"We are paying attention to the Prime Minister," Feng Yiping said in the car.

In normal times, how could these businessmen be welcomed by overseas Chinese like this?

"Mr. Feng, you should be treated like this often," said Mr. Wu.

"Where? I...," Feng Yiping suddenly stopped. In the sound of cheering, he seemed to hear someone in the crowd shouting "Dad". The voice was very familiar.

It sounds like Vincent is calling himself.

Probably not. Didn’t you specifically explain to Ma Ling, in such weather and such nights, don’t you come out?

But he immediately saw Ma Ling and his son trotting in the car on the side of the road.

Among a group of people with dark hair and yellow skin, they were very recognizable.

Of course, at this moment, they were surrounded by a blonde and blue-eyed foreign mother holding the child, and Feng Yiping could pick them out of the crowd at one glance.

"Dad, dad," Vincent was still shouting excitedly, just like the mother holding his, the mother and her face were radiating excitedly.

"Oh!" Feng Yiping responded and waved at them happily.

When Mr. Wu saw Feng Yiping's movement, he turned his head and looked at it, "Oh, this girl is pretty good," he actually waved to the other side.

"That child looks pretty cute," in fact, he only looked at the child for a rough look.

"Well, you can take advantage of this kind of advantage,"

He thought Feng Yiping had a teenager's character, but when he saw the beautiful mother's child calling him dad, he responded casually.

Feng Yiping looked at him with some amusement and tears. Where is this? I kissed him, is it good to kiss him?

…………

To be honest, the United States, the building that can be said to be the world's most awesome diplomatic institution, is really not unique, it is just square and well-behaved, at least, not as grand and classical as the Capitol and the White House.

However, the arrogance of those working here can be easily felt.

Then, the hall where they were waiting was shocked by Feng Yiping.

Everything about the decoration in this hall, from tables and chairs to oil paintings, to the crystal chandeliers on the top - this crystal chandeliers that look very gorgeous alone, has nearly 20! There are also carpets on the ground and the decorations on the baroque stone pillars around the hall, all of which are luxurious and exquisite, and they are all historical things.

In history, the most glorious palaces in the West and their most glorious halls may be just like this.

Before the arrival of the Prime Minister and Powell, Feng Yiping and other follow-up entrepreneurs and some domestic experts exchanged views with corresponding people from the US side.
To be continued...