Chapter 710: A Wide Range of Friends

"It's really spending money like water! I don't make money so happily, but spending money is like drawing the marrow. It hurts to watch it. It costs thirty thousand dollars to buy an assistant to the mayor to say a few words for me. What bastard's mouth It's gold inlaid with jade!"

A big deception requires grandeur, not only a full set of ostentation, but also a wider stage. In this regard, Washington obviously has an advantage over Chicago. A random brick here may hit several ministerial-level officials.

Zhou Qingfeng stayed at the Mayflower Hotel on Connecticut Avenue in the center of Washington, a luxury hotel with a history of nearly a hundred years, not far from the White House. The hotel is full of classic atmosphere, understated and elegant.... Well, it can be said that it is a bit old, but it is a good place to pretend.

It costs thousands of dollars to stay here for a night. Calling a high-end whore starts at a thousand dollars an hour. The people who can live here are either rich or expensive.

If you don't consider the current tense situation in American society, Zhou Qingfeng is quite happy these days. Since his debut at the Chinese Consulate in Chicago, he has entered the social circle of the American diplomatic class by daring to speak out, especially in the Middle East countries.

After spending money on CNN's news program to criticize the US government, Zhou Qingfeng pretended to be "Maxim" and became famous. Ordinary white Americans hated him to death, while American Green Christians regarded him as God.

But it works, the politicians at the top still ignore him, it's like watching a monkey show, it's really annoying.

"Mr. Maxim, I just made an appointment for you to meet with Mr. Kissinger. His assistant said that as long as Mr. Kissinger's health permits, he would be happy to talk to you." The beautiful female secretary showed her big face. Breasts and thighs, showing yourself in an extra sexy posture.

"Hmm..." Zhou Qingfeng was sitting in front of the window of the living room, staring blankly at the crowd of vehicles passing by on the street. Hearing what the female secretary said, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked suspiciously, "Kissinger? That Kissinger?"

The beautiful female secretary comes from Harvard Law School, she is a commoner girl who climbed up by her own efforts. She was particularly irresistible under Zhou Qingfeng's piercing gaze, and she had no resistance to Zhou Qingfeng's monthly salary of 15,000 US dollars.

Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's doubts, the female secretary whispered unconfidently: "Sir, did I do something wrong?"

"No." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, "I mean 'Kissinger', when did I say I wanted to meet 'Kissinger'? That 'Kissinger'?"

"That's Henry Alfred Kissinger."

what……!

"It's a very famous American diplomat."

what……!

"It is the former Secretary of State of the United States, the former National Security Advisor of the United States, and an expert on international issues."

what……!

Every time the female secretary said something, Zhou Qingfeng went numb like an electric shock. In the end, his eyes were dull.

Kissinger? Baby, are you kidding me!

I never thought about meeting Kissinger!

Henry Alfred Kissinger, now in his nineties this year, is a living fossil of American diplomacy. He was someone who met the Taizu of this dynasty in the 1970s, and it was he who opened up the Sino-US diplomacy. He is actually willing to meet me, an out-and-out parallel importer?

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's dumbfounded face, the female secretary hurriedly continued to explain: "Didn't you ask me to contact the high-level people in the American diplomatic circle as much as possible? So I called and sent emails to all the high-level people in the United States that I could find. Mr Singer was the first to offer to see you."

But I didn't ask you to contact Kissinger!

Zhou Qingfeng's expression became extremely strange, and he said to the female secretary: "You did a very good job, very good!"

"Thank you!" The female secretary immediately breathed a sigh of relief, smiling sweetly and saying that she was just doing her duty.

And Zhou Qingfeng howled again in his heart—everyone said that if you want to catch a big fish,

Who knew that such a big fish could be caught! Mr. Kissinger, are you demented? How did you bump into me?

It's easy to ask God to send God away, but how do we deal with this situation when we invite this kind of old monster from the American political arena?

But this is just the beginning, and the momentum has been brewing for several days. After Kissinger expressed his willingness to meet, another person came uninvited that night and found Zhou Qingfeng.

"My dear child, what you did is really great!" An old man in traditional Arab clothes asked to see 'Maksim', and his subordinates reported the name of their master - Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad bin Naif.

"You are our hero in the Arab world. I haven't seen such a young and promising kid like you for a long time. Do you know how happy I was when you refuted that damn Middle East envoy in a TV debate? I'm all cheering for you!"

The Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia is in his sixties, and Zhou Qingfeng's grandfather is old enough. As soon as they met, he hugged Zhou Qingfeng and kissed and cuddled. If Helena hadn't specially trained him on the etiquette of the Arab world, he really wanted to escape on the spot.

"Uncle Nayef, I am very glad that someone understands me. Out of my piety to Allah, I hope to change the status of us Arabs in the world. I also hope that I can change the chaos in the Middle East by myself. I am willing to give my all for this.”

After speaking the sincere words, Zhou Qingfeng himself was moved. But following him, he complained silently in his heart-I am obviously a descendant of Yanhuang, but he became an Arab in order to deceive people.

"Son, after your TV debate became a sensation in the world, I sent someone to investigate you. You are actually from the Maxim family. I heard that you never returned home after studying in the UK. I thought you had given up. Your own belief and dignity, but your performance really surprised me!"

The old crown prince was extremely satisfied with Zhou Qingfeng. Fortunately, his costume was made by Helena, and the FBI's superb technology allowed him to perform with ease.

"Hehehe..." Zhou Qingfeng laughed, sat down and chatted with the old crown prince, and said with a sense of responsibility and burden at the same time: "I always feel that the key to spreading the faith of Allah lies not in our Middle East but in the Middle East." The world, in America to be exact.

I have been preparing for many years to make my own voice heard in the American media, but it still seems difficult. The prejudice and arrogance of American high society against us is simply ingrained. "

When it comes to old beauty, a common target is erected. One old and one young, one true and one false, two Arabs began to scold the US Middle East policy. After scolding for a long time, the old crown prince felt that he hadn't scolded so happily for a long time, and he took the initiative to ask: "Maxim, I plan to help you."

Ah..., let me know American high society?

Who knew that the old Crown Prince wouldn't join Zhou Qingfeng's troubled waters, he took the checkbook from his assistant, and signed a check for him.

"Son, work hard! The future of the Arab world depends on promising young people like you." The old crown prince handed the check to Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng bowed his head, and quickly counted—ten million dollars in hand!

Local tyrants, give 10 million for just a chat, let's be friends forever!

At the end, the old crown prince glanced at the beautiful female secretary who was following Zhou Qingfeng, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Maxim, your habit of liking European and American girls has not changed. But if you want to inherit the cause of Allah, you should marry an Arab girl." The girls are better.

Several granddaughters in my family are unmarried, ranging from nine to eighteen years old, and all of them are beautiful and gentle. Maybe I can introduce you to that day. It doesn't matter how many you want to marry! "

Hahaha..., the two men laughed together. One smiled happily, and the other smiled longingly.

If you believe in Allah, you can marry four wives. Do you want to think about it?

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