Chapter 1169: Turns Out to Be a Noble

"I'm afraid these are not enough." In the cloakroom, Huang Jingping, wearing a pearlescent silk shirt and a pink cashmere cardigan, held hands, walked back and forth, looked at the clothes on the hangers, and looked at the clothes on the ground. He took out three large suitcases and added a blue suit to them.

Feng Yiping was walking around with his mobile phone outside the door, "It's noon the day after tomorrow, right? Well, okay, bye."

Seeing that Huang Jingping was going to add another windbreaker to it, she couldn't help it, "I said, that's enough, I'm not going to do a catwalk,"

This is the first time he has to prepare so many clothes for a business trip.

"What's the difference this time? Of course I need to bring more sets. No, I'll get another suitcase."

Feng Yiping grabbed her, "Enough, really enough," he sniffed in Huang Jingping's hair, "I really want to take you two with me, too."

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

"What does that have to do with anything?" Feng Yiping said nonchalantly, "I am a world-renowned young scholar, a young and promising successful businessman, and a flat-mannered young man. Why don't I take my wife and children with me when I go out? "

"It just doesn't work, haha, Bian Bian, you really owe Bian, eh," Feng Yiping blocked her mouth domineeringly, and a pair of hands also made trouble on her body.

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

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

"Not now?" Feng Yiping looked at the time, "You have to do it even if you don't," he picked her up and walked towards the bedroom, "I have to go out for so many days, is it easy for me?"

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The time-intensive battles are always very intense, so they are also very exciting. "It would be nice to have a short and quick one like this once in a while, what do you think?"

Huang Jingping was still panting, her hair was scattered around her face, but she had no energy to take care of it, and she was too lazy to move. Sensing that Feng Yiping was about to make a move again, she slapped her face with her backhand, "You're still making trouble, get up."

Jump up and get dressed immediately.

Feng Yiping, who was stunned by her slap, said angrily, "If you don't cross the river with someone like this, you'll tear down the bridge."

But when I looked at the time, I was really not optimistic, so I jumped up and got dressed.

Huang Jingping, who was a little disheveled, continued to help him pack his suitcase, "I know you are too lazy to match, so the matching shirts, ties, and belts are all put together, so don't mix them up."

"Good leadership,"

"I've really spoiled you over the years. You used to know how to match my clothes when you bought them for me, but now you don't even know how to match your own clothes,"

As long as the days are too long, they will always become a little nagging, but isn't that what life is all about?

"Dad, Mom," Amanda barged in with the candies dangling from her head, "Uncle Owen said, it's time to set off. Hey, Mom, why is 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, tidied up his clothes and walked towards the banquet hall with Owen, where he had an appointment for dinner tonight.

This banquet hall is a real banquet hall with very high ceilings. There are two floors around the hall and above, all with protruding indoor balconies, similar to the boxes in foreign opera houses. If necessary, it can indeed be converted into one immediately. performance venue.

It was the peak time for dining. The lights were soft and bright. The round tables were filled with well-dressed men and women. The male and female waiters were carrying silver trays and dancing in the banquet hall. It was a bit noisy in general, but Not noisy.

Feng Yiping walked quickly towards the table in the middle.

There were already 5 Chinese people sitting at that table, 4 middle-aged and elderly people. Well, according to many official accounts, they were still middle-aged. There was only one younger one who looked older than Feng Yiping.

Their clothes are no different from those around them. In terms of price, they are probably much higher than those at the tables around them. Moreover, the four middle-aged people all exude a scornful aura there. , always reminding others that I am awesome.

But just like when the Luo family went to meet Feng Zhenchang and the others, they specially wore high-end new clothes, their demeanor here just revealed a kind of unconfidence.

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

Seeing Feng Yiping approaching, the young man who had been looking around pulled the middle-aged man next to him and looked at his father's hand. The four middle-aged men who were originally talking looked up at the same time. Immediately there was a smile on his face.

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

"Hello," "Jiu Yang," "Please sit down," "It's the puppy. Let's take him with us to see the world."

These are also the companies that the Prime Minister will follow during this visit. Except for Mr. Wu, the other three are all from state-owned enterprises. They all have the same idea. They want to take the opportunity of this visit to maximize the results, so they all Someone was arranged to be at the front station, and they themselves set off two days earlier than other entrepreneurs who were following up.

"I'm sorry for being late and keeping you waiting."

"Nowhere, we've just arrived. You just came from the west and it's hard to control the time on the road."

These scornful people were all very polite and kind to young man Feng Yiping. Well, in shopping malls, people don't look at their seniority but their achievements.

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

Chinese people are famous for rushing to pay the bill on such occasions. It seems that Mr. Wu knows this well.

As for thanking him, it was mainly because Feng Yiping asked Buchanan to help Mr. Wu connect with him and met with a few people on Wall Street.

For him now, this is a piece of cake, but for Mr. Wu and his company, it is a very rare resource.

"Then I'll be disrespectful," Feng Yiping said without hesitation. No one here still had money for a meal.

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

Today's Huasheng is a diversified company. After several years of development, it has direct and indirect contact with many companies.

"Mr. Sun, you are so polite. The excellent construction teams under your command have also helped us a lot. I have to respect you for that."

This person should still be of a certain rank now. If he is so polite, Feng Yiping can't be so aggressive about it.

At this level here, there is no direct competition between each other, and this is what we are here for. No one is confused, even Mr. Xiao Wu, who is two years older than Feng Yiping. , he also treated Feng Yiping respectfully and treated Feng Yiping as an uncle according to his father's point of view.

These people are naturally veterans of the wine scene, so although it was their first meeting, the dinner was not deserted. This meal was originally a social lunch, but it was really like a gathering of old friends.

Feng Yiping suddenly saw Mr. Xiao Wu opposite him looking behind him again. When he looked back, he saw that the general manager of the hotel, whom he had some impression of, was standing behind him, followed by a waiter holding a tray with an ice bucket in it. , a bottle of red wine on ice.

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

"Thank you," Waldorf was so polite, and Feng Yiping couldn't react for a while.

"Everyone, please excuse me," the general manager of the hotel smiled, nodded and gestured to those present, and left gracefully, leaving the waiter behind, who picked up the bottle and showed it, "I'll open the wine for you."

"Who was that person just now?" None of these people spoke English very well. Mr. Sun saw that the foreign gentlemen and ladies around him, who were all very arrogant and only looking at the foreign gentlemen and ladies at his own table, also looked at their table. Many of them were looking at their table. He also 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, nature is more than that.

Although Feng Yiping is always in and out of New York, in addition to his own strength, he has a very harmonious relationship with New York's political and business leaders. 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 at home. Today we have seen it. For this, we have to have a drink," Mr. Wu suggested, "This is bringing glory to us."

"No, I respect you all," Feng Yiping said modestly.

However, when he heard the somewhat unsuppressed exclamations from the table next to him, thinking that he had recognized himself, he still couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

Men, who doesn’t respect face when socializing? What's more, this is still abroad.

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At noon the next day, Feng Yiping hurried from NEXTDOOR's New York office to a well-known restaurant on Greenwich Avenue in lower Manhattan, Tribeca Grill.

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

The reason why this restaurant is famous is that in addition to having big-name partners such as Robert De Niro, Sean Penn, and Bill Murray, the food is said to be really delicious and the prices are affordable.

But to be honest, the appearance of this restaurant is really not that good, with red brick walls and historic green doors and windows. Even the restaurant’s sign is simply made of white cursive characters painted on the red brick wall next to us. A small patch of green paint gives the impression of an old post office in a small county in China.

The decoration in the store, well, the characteristic is that there is no decoration. It is also very reminiscent of those factory workshops in the 1950s and 1960s in small counties in China. The old square red brick pillars, the tops of the wood that look like they have been damaged by the age, and the tables and chairs are also made of logs. , but I heard that in addition to many celebrities coming here, bigwigs from the business and political circles also often come here. It is said that someone even met Secretary of State Powell at the bar here.

Feng Yiping had just taken a few glances when he saw Xiang Xiaofang and a little sister handing the windbreaker to the waiter. He also saw him in a blink of an eye and walked over quickly with some surprise, "Hey, our richest man Feng I’m really flattered that I’m here early!”

"It's nothing surprising, I've always been an old-fashioned gentleman,"

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

"Who is this?" He looked at the long-haired girl Xiang Xiaofang brought and asked.

"My surname is Fu, Fu Yunning. Hello Feng, the richest man. I have long admired your name." The girl smiled generously and extended her hand.

"Fu, don't listen to the reporter, just call me by my name. Are you also at Columbia University?"

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

"Feng Xueba, our Yun Ningke has also been a Xueba since childhood," Xiang Xiaofang patted Fu Yun Ning's shoulder.

"No, I am ashamed of myself. With my grades at that time, I couldn't enter a top international 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, ranking first in the southern United States.

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

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

"Oh, Owen, it's okay," he hung up the phone as if nothing had happened, but in fact he was quite curious, who is this little girl, such a big star!

"Excuse me, my assistant was a little alert when he saw five colleagues from China,"

"Oh, which system in China did your assistant retire from?" Fu Yunning asked with a smile.

"His partner is a muscular American man," Xiang Xiaofang said, "Yiping, aren't you curious about Yunning's identity?"

"Sister Xiaofang," Fu Yunning said coquettishly, and said to Feng Yiping generously, "Okay, I'll tell you, I'm from SH, and my father works in the banking system,"

SH, dad in the bank? Feng Yiping still couldn't guess, if his father was in the central government, he could still guess, "Oh, I've heard of you for a long time!" He said pretentiously, anyway, it's just a meal, it doesn't matter whether you know it or not.

"You 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 temperament, he couldn't help but be stunned, oh my god, this is really a real noble!

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