Chapter 2051 Escape

Feng Yiping sent Xiao Aohei away warmly and cordially, and then turned around and sat down in the same position again.

The sun was staying on the top of the mountain in the distance, dyeing the clouds red. He liked this time more.

Not only was the sunlight not so dazzling at this time, but in his childhood memory, this was the time to go home and wait for dinner.

Maybe the memory of those days was too deep, and at this time, he always felt cordial and warm for no reason.

"Have you agreed?" Marika came over, with a pleasant fragrance on her body.

Is this, just after taking a shower?

"Dinner is ready, and I smell of oil smoke, so..." She explained with a red face.

"Thank you, actually you don't need to do this."

After all, she is a star, and lives in a society like India, which is deeply influenced by the British, so decent families will hire maids. Feng Yiping knows very well that she usually has to let others pass her a cup of coffee, let alone wash her hands and soup.

So, more or less, Feng Yiping has reason to doubt her cooking skills.

How can you cook well if you don’t have many opportunities to cook for yourself? The most difficult thing is that a girl has spent a lot of effort to cook a table of dishes for you, and is looking forward to your praise, but when you see the dishes, you are afraid to pick up your chopsticks.

“No, you must try it, try these dishes I made,”

Since you can’t avoid it, “Okay, please,”

“I slept very comfortably in the afternoon,” Marika said, “because from the window over there, I can see you as soon as I look up,”

“Really, from where I sit, I can see your room?” Feng Yiping looked surprised and regretful, “I actually missed such a good opportunity?”

“Hehe,” Marika gently hit his arm, “How about you, how was the afternoon talk?”

“Very good,” Feng Yiping said.

Did the afternoon talk go well?

This mainly depends on how he defines his relationship with Xiao Aohei.

Although they act like friends who have met after a long time, but, haha, friends? A businessman and a politician are friends? Feng Yiping is not so naive.

Similarly, an ambitious politician is friends with a businessman? Obama is not so naive.

Since he said in front of Feng Yiping that he was always vigilant even when he was with his colleagues in the party, how could Feng Yiping believe that what he said to him was true?

Not to mention him, Feng Yiping did not believe Buchanan, his former employee who now belongs to Obama's team.

He would try his best to maintain friendship with Jobs, who has a bad temper and may have serious conflicts with him in the future; he would maintain polite exchanges with people like Mrs. Murdoch, who he actually disagrees with in his heart; he would even improve relations with Whitman, who used to target him repeatedly..., but he would not be stupid enough to be friends with an ambitious politician like Obama.

He has a clear definition of the relationship with Obama, ensuring that the other party needs him.

To put it bluntly, it is an exchange of interests.

Whether or not he has the idea of ​​moving up, Obama will inevitably have to participate in the election if he wants to keep his current position, and the election requires the support of funds and public opinion.

Therefore, he needs a sponsor like Feng Yiping, who can introduce him to more wealthy people in Silicon Valley.

For a Democratic senator like him, this is a rare opportunity.

Because according to convention, large companies and wealthy people in the United States are naturally supporters of the Republican Party, because in terms of economic policy, the Republican Party has always supported tax cuts, whether it is corporate income tax or capital gains tax.

Some people do want to make the rich richer.

The Democratic Party, to which Obama belongs, has always advocated tax increases, especially capital gains tax, which is to cut the wool of the rich.

If Feng Yiping can influence his friends who have a lot of money to support him, it will be no less than pie in the sky for Obama.

What's more, there are high-tech tycoons in Silicon Valley, who are increasingly controlling the direction of public opinion in this era of the Internet.

So Obama must carefully maintain his relationship with Feng Yiping.

The reason why Feng Yiping showed such unremitting support for a Democratic senator was not because he was a dictator. He just wanted to place a bet on Obama, who would be elected as the president of the United States in the future, in order to avoid the policy risks that might arise in the eight years when his American business would surely flourish.

So, from this point of view, whether the talk today went well or not was actually secondary. As long as Obama needed Feng Yiping more than Feng Yiping needed him, the relationship between them would be more stable.

Feng Yiping also saw that this junior senator on Capitol Hill was now a little inflated.

Yes, he lost the election for the House of Representatives, but won the election for the more difficult senator. Such an experience gave Comrade Obama a reason to be proud.

But the main reason for his inflatedness was not this.

The biggest supporters of this African-American senator were all women. When he participated in public activities, he was always surrounded by groups of women, and the media exaggeratedly praised him... In this case, a man would inevitably be a little inflated and a little flattered.

From Buchanan, Feng Yiping learned one thing. Comrade O'Hei Jr. and a woman from the financial department of his campaign team had so many things that everyone liked to hear and expected...

Of course, Michelle is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

After some "friendly" negotiations, she sent the lady to the distant Caribbean, where there was a securities company opened by Michelle's old friend.

The lady was there and got a well paying job….

This kind of thing is probably common among celebrity families in the United States, and probably among similar families in other countries around the world.

Feng Yiping couldn't help but glance at Marika next to him. Under the light, she was indeed very moving.

Even if he doesn't do anything, it is extremely pleasant for a man to be accompanied by such a beautiful woman.

So, am I a little bloated too? After all, there are so many beautiful and outstanding girls around him.

…………

"Wow, what a surprise," Feng Yiping couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the dishes on the table.

The dishes on the table are not Western food or Indian food. They look like authentic Chinese food.

Mapo tofu, boiled shrimp, steamed grouper, grilled lamb chops, charcoal grilled oysters, coconut braised chicken.

Of course, no beef, that's for sure, she is Indian after all.

No pork either, as upper caste Hindus don't eat pork.

"Please wait a moment." Feng Yiping's performance made Marika a little happy. She ran into the restaurant, took out the last dish, opened the lid and saw that it was a fish head with chopped pepper.

"Have a try. I made these all myself. Of course, there are still chefs around to help check them,"

"Looking at the appearance of these dishes, my appetite is already whetted." Feng Yiping first tried half a spoon of mapo tofu.

As we all know, although this dish has long been famous and is known to foreigners who like Chinese food, it is not easy for us, let alone foreigners, to cook an authentic Mapo Tofu.

"This sword is good," he said first.

"The chef helped cut it," Marika said, blushing a little.

"I understand, my sword skills are average," Feng Yiping took a bite and immediately gave a thumbs up, "Wow, that's really good."

The moment that bite stayed in your mouth, it was really spicy, crispy, tender and fresh!

"Very good! This must not be your first time having a fever,"

"I've tried it many times," Marika said happily, looking at Feng Yiping's appearance.

In fact, not many times. She has cooked this dish no less than fifty times. Even the seasonings are specially purchased from China.

"Try this again,"

With some confidence, Feng Yiping thought that he would probably not encounter Lei. He then tasted several other dishes on the table. Not to mention, at least they were all above the standard.

"Thank you for your hard work and your thoughtfulness. Let me toast you." Feng Yiping raised his glass.

"Haha, as long as you like it," Marika smiled very happily. Her efforts were not in vain. The night started as successfully as she expected.

However, she only guessed the beginning correctly.

As soon as Feng Yiping put down his chopsticks while rubbing his belly jokingly, Wu Qian walked in, "Yiping, there is an important video conference,"

"Okay, I'll be right away," Feng Yiping stood up, "Marika, thank you for your careful preparation. I may work late tonight, so I want to say good night to you first."

"Ah, this..."

Feng Yiping left, and the romantic atmosphere that had been there just now disappeared immediately. Only the candles still burning on the table and the motionless shadow on the wall were left in the restaurant.