Things spread inside that night.

The news was just broadcast at 7 o'clock in the evening, saying that the Prime Minister of the Saint-State visited China with a diplomatic delegation to establish friendly bilateral relations and jointly promote cooperation between China and the Eastern Caribbean countries. The news was broadcast for only three hours, and the diplomatic representatives almost handcuffed them.

This matter is really a headache, the key is that it is vaguely defined, big or small. You can't say that big or big or small. At most, the entourage was frightened by the small matter; but for small matters, a group of people were surrounded by diplomatic representatives, which was simply not eyeing people! In the end, it attracted the attention of the leaders.

The result is of course a strict investigation. After much investigation, the cause of the incident lies with Tony.

The central government ordered that the diplomatic representatives who visited should be explained as soon as possible - meaning that there must be a result tomorrow because the delegation will leave tomorrow afternoon.

On the night of the incident, there was a special task force. There were a lot of witnesses in this kind of incident. He invited the club's security manager and Captain Wang, who was the first to participate in the operation, to the bureau for tea, and then continued to touch up and adjust the video to review the perpetrator. He found Tony's father's head almost effortlessly.

His father was not very old, so he was working in Beijing. The officials in Beijing seemed to be imposing. When he heard this news, he almost pissed his pants. This bastard son was the most troublemaker. He caused trouble in the United States and got bullets from the police. He thought that he would be safe when he took him back. Unexpectedly, before it was calm, there was a riot that he wanted to force the diplomat's wife and beating the diplomat.

This time even the top leader spoke, and he could only come to the door to apologize and pray that things should not be made public - foreign news. He has the means to settle them at home, but the trouble is that the other party is a foreigner. After CNN and others learned about it, when will they let go of anyone who can hack China?

...

That night, An Feng and his representatives returned to the hotel and had a celebratory midnight snack.

No one was seriously injured this time, and the three bodyguards only had different degrees of lottery tickets, but these minor injuries were often seen in training. Once the clothes were changed, nothing happened. Then everyone gathered together to eat hot pot. The weather in City B is so cold now. It is most suitable for everyone to get together. Have a hot hot pot.

After the exercise just now, everyone consumed too much energy. The three bodyguards who had never tried hot pot ate the most. Because they were hungry, they all had relish and had a fork stirred in the pot. The three of them occupied one pot, and the other group of people occupied another.

An Feng stood up and toasted everyone, and said enthusiastically: "Thank you for your help tonight. Although this incident is unpleasant, I have a premonition that someone will apologize to us soon, just a little hint. Everyone will get satisfactory results."

Master Parry and other diplomats also raised their glasses, enjoyed the delicious meal amid laughter, and then exchanged some things about how to "hint". Anyway, it's not a waste of money. Tony, this guy, drove a sports car in the United States and lived in a luxury house, and did not deduct any fat from him. His name was reversed.

After dinner late at night, they went back to their rooms. As soon as they entered the door, Joanna turned around and hugged him without saying a word.

An Feng touched her hair and whispered in her ear: "I was scared tonight?"

"No." She shook her head, "They can't scare me, but you were so nervous when you rushed out, and you also thought... so cool."

An Feng hugged her and sat down: "Is that right? I feel very embarrassed by them."

Joanna looked at him: "I mean, a man who can stand up for the lady is particularly attractive. Your performance is perfectly consistent."

An Feng smiled and said, "It seems that your little girl has a serious heroic complex. No wonder she wants me to hug you every night before going to bed."

Joanna was proud: "This is my privilege. You have diplomatic immunity, and the diplomat's wife has the highest power to command diplomats' actions."

"Then my diplomat's wife. How do you want to command me tonight?" An Feng's hand gently pinched her butt wrapped in a skirt, which was very soft and soft. Since she was either in the car or indoors, she didn't wear any stockings in winter, so the touch was of course good.

Joanna was completely soft on him and she whispered: "I want... the Romantic plot that heroes and beauty should have after returning."

"As for orders, madam." An Feng bit her lip.

...

The next day was a nice and clear weather, and I rarely saw the sun.

After enjoying a Chinese breakfast in the hotel, I took a bus to the embassy to prepare to welcome their guests. For this reason, Guli and the three also put on a serious attitude, which is commonly known as "presentation", which means that you will feel the pressure at all times from the beginning of entering the door.

The other party called and said that he could come in the morning and wanted to meet with the ambassador and explain some things.

Parry said he had something to do in the morning and noon, so he asked them to come in the afternoon.

This trick is what Anfeng teaches Pari, commonly known as playing big names. If you don’t let him go for a moment and make him anxious, he will think you are a bully character.

In the afternoon, a low-key Audi A4 on the other side arrived at the door of the embassy on time and was stopped by the armed police.

The door of the embassy is equipped with a guard armed police and an iron gate, which is impossible for ordinary personnel to enter. The armed police salute with responsibilities, then check their identities and inform the embassy. After obtaining permission, they were officially released. The other party's vehicle drove in and parked next to the luxurious Mercedes-Benz.

In the reception hall, An Feng and Ambassador Pari were waiting.

There were three people coming in, a young man wearing glasses, who was a little weak and could tell at a glance that he was a translator. He also followed a middle-aged man with a fat pair of triangular eyes, his hair was combed back, shiny, and he looked like a layer of hair spray. Behind him was the dejected Tony.

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he smiled and walked forward with a slightly bent waist, shook hands: "Mr. Ambassador, Mr. Diplomat, hello, I am Li Tao, I am very happy to know you!"

Pari shook his dark hands and said with a smile: "So too, Mr. Li."

Then An Feng shook hands with him, but said nothing.

This is Li Tao, who is a rosy singer and a rosy singer, and is well versed in the officialdom. He immediately knew that the other party was able to grasp this point. It seems that it is impossible to escape if he doesn't give up some blood today... But these people's ideas are the same as An Feng to a certain extent. As long as money can solve it, it's not a problem.

What does money do? A bastard who is used to smash people at critical moments!

Both sides sat, only Tony stood... and the mighty bodyguard standing at the door. Li Tao didn't care about his son, and explained as soon as his butt touched the stool, saying that what happened last night was purely a misunderstanding. His child drank too much, lost his ability to judge, and he swelled up and did stupid things.

Tony also said humbly: "I am sorry for what happened last night. I hope you can get your understanding and give me a chance to correct me!"

An Feng said slowly: "The attitude is good, but what happened last night did have a great impact on the psychology of diplomatic representatives."

Li Tao said: "This matter is completely our fault. In order to apologize, we are willing to appropriately compensate for some mental losses in our private capacity."

An Feng finally smiled, very sensible and direct. He just gave him money.

Next is some conversations with some of the words. To put it bluntly, the two sides negotiated prices. Just like the last time An Feng was on St. Kitts Island, the same as the leaders discussed how much to buy the identity of a diplomat. An Feng talked about some irrelevant things along the way, such as the racing case in San Francisco more than a year ago. It is said that someone paid a million US dollars as a bet, how powerful it is, etc.

When Li Tao heard this, he glared at his son fiercely. This bastard would embarrass him! Their meaning was very clear, and the price could not be less than one million US dollars.

But what else can I do? Between being punished and paying money, anyone will choose to pay, so he smiled and said, "Sir, I will definitely satisfy you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Li." An Feng said.

Everyone shook hands with each other. When the rest of the people left, An Feng sent Li Tao a trip. On the way, he quietly stuffed An Feng a bank card with six eight passwords. He made up for the insufficient money in the afternoon - this hand was just awesome. But the embassy enjoyed exemptions, bribery, etc., and the ambassador said that there was no such thing as no.

Send these two guys away. An Feng is back to share the good news with everyone.

One million US dollars mean little to him. The rich man worth tens of billions really looked down on him, but it means a lot to others. An Feng first decided to reward each of the three bodyguards involved with RMB 600,000. The rest of the money is evenly distributed, or it can be used to celebrate and play.

An Feng finally made 800,000 yuan, just as it was spent on his trip to Beijing this time.

The diplomatic visit ended successfully. Under the control of relevant departments, no media has reported related incidents. Except for some private forums that have appeared several times, the news was soon deleted, and the stones were sank to the sea... Both sides who were sacrificing their own interests were very satisfied, and there was no need to embarrass the matter.

"Just like the American media was unpredictable when Occupy Wall Street," Guri said.

An Feng was speechless, his love is still international!

The visiting delegation left, and diplomat An Feng, his wife and bodyguards stayed. An Feng would not leave for the time being before the money was spent.

Joanna had an idea: "The Lord Jesus has made us live a happy and happy life, and we should repay the society and donate the money."

An Feng shrugged: "Whatever you want."

It is easy to spend this little money. As a diplomat, he donated it to most of the schools far away from the city, exchanged some books and other things, put the rest in red envelopes, took a car in the embassy to stroll around, and gave some New Year red envelopes to homeless people who were still wandering on the streets in winter, each red envelope containing three or five hundred yuan.

The bodyguards and Joanna were responsible for giving it to him, and An Feng was responsible for watching it.

To tell who is really poor or a professional beggar, An Feng is still more eye-catching. Most of the money is given to those in need, and Joanna is also given the title of "Guanyin Empress". An Feng is so funny... He has made good use of it all morning, keeping a low profile throughout the whole process, hiding his merits and fame.

Then she accompanied her to visit the winter capital with empty hands, strolled among the streets and alleys, feeling the tranquility of getting rid of the noisy city, or going to Houhai to stroll around. Unfortunately, the lake was frozen in winter and could not raft. Looking at Joanna who was carefully exploring the ice, she felt that she was more beautiful than the scenery.

Three days later, they returned, and the diplomats went all the way to VIP and flew back to California.

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PS: Two chapters at noon, no at night... Recently, I have a headache. I feel that no matter what I write, I don’t like it... either I’m just a simple account or a high-end black... It’s really not easy to take into account all kinds of tastes.
Chapter completed!