After living for more than 20 years, Michelle had a panicked heartbeat and a confused mind for the first time. The agent training she had received had been completely ineffective, and her mind was really not calm.

Ordinary agents will not encounter the enemy boss and come directly to their own home!

Professionally, she knows how to deal with her current situation. For example, he tried to curry favor with the snake, secretly warned him, and asked the domestic servants and even his mother to immediately let the special police come to the rescue.

From a physiological point of view, the little foreign girl was confused when she saw Zhou Qingfeng. Faced with the natural attraction of a level twenty tyrant, she didn't bow down on the spot, even if she was strong-willed.

Michelle's residential apartment is a duplex, she stared coldly at the uninvited guests who broke into the house, and pointed to the spiral staircase in the corner of the living room, "Okay, you can stay, but you have to listen to me." ”

The second floor of the duplex is Michelle's absolute private domain. Usually without permission, even her parents are not allowed to set foot in it. Upstairs there is only her bedroom, study, and large bathroom with semi-transparent balcony and small garden.

Standing in the garden's greenery, the floor-to-ceiling windows overlook the entire Central Park. Manhattan is lit up at night, like a galaxy.

This is the financial center of US imperialism, and huge amounts of money are flowing again, and the lifeblood of many countries and consortia is controlled here. A few nuclear bombs will be cool and crooked.

"It's nice to be rich." Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't find such a prosperous scene in the imperial capital, and stood in an apartment on dozens of floors and looked at it for a long time.

Michelle tidied up the study a little and prepared for Zhou Qingfeng to stay. She had just brought two sets of pajamas from downstairs, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but mock: "Mr. 100 billion, you are already the richest very few people in the world." ”

There are countless rich people in the world, and there are not without people with hundreds of billions of dollars of wealth. But most of the other billionaires are old guys in their seventies and eighties, and they are still intertwined with countless constraints.

There is only one person in his twenties who is still unscrupulous.

But Zhou Qingfeng is not pursuing simple money. He was still looking out the window and said in Chinese: "A thousand people in Liangtian can't eat three meals a day, and there are only three feet of sleep in a wide building." I do not ask for myself. ”

Michelle's Chinese attainments have not yet reached the point where she can understand ancient poems fluently, and she can only roughly understand the literal meaning.

For a country founded by slave owners, for a society that emphasizes individual rights and the interests of small groups, the idea of 'universal harmony' is beyond the scope of Xiao Yangniu's understanding.

Turning around, Zhou Qingfeng put aside the topic, "Michelle, I need your favor." ”

Once a great enemy of life and death, in the blink of an eye, we must cooperate closely.

The little foreign girl has to feel that the twist of fate is so magical, and at the same time understands that this is the inevitable price - as old George, earning tens of millions of dollars a month is also a temptation that is difficult to refuse.

You must know that ten years later, the president of 'Zippergate' went to give a speech after leaving office, and only earned more than 7 million dollars a year, and was amazed by the media for his astonishing income.

Now the benefits given by Zhou Qingfeng are tens of millions of dollars a month.

"I'm listening." For the sake of money, Michelle has to take it seriously. She went to the bar in the living room to get a drink and asked, "What do you want to drink?" Whiskey or brandy? ”

"I don't drink." Zhou Qingfeng pulled up a rocking chair in the small garden in the sky and slowly lay down, "The water is fine." ”

The little girl brought a bottle of mineral water, "Bastard, you are very self-disciplined." ”

"Get down to business." Zhou Qingfeng took the bottled water, unscrewed it and poured it, "I hope to use your father's channel to lift the US sanctions against the 'Holy Light'." ”

This sanction is too nasty and raises the cost of the Holy Light's foreign trade. For example, now selling VCDs to Europe, the United States and Japan relies on strange maids to carry the alchemy workshop back and forth.

It's hard to find out the enemy, but the alchemy workshop's job is actually to refine magic potions. Zhou Qingfeng said that he didn't care, but he still wanted to get rid of it.

Michelle shook her head directly at this request, "Impossible." Your bloc is too big, and Washington wants to be face-saving.

Even if the sanctions are ineffective, they will continue to be stuck. Otherwise, with your connections in the Middle East, what about helping Iran transport oil? Congress will definitely ask for an investigation. ”

Zhou Qingfeng snorted and laughed at this, he had long wanted to do oil business, but he never succeeded. The sea line was stuck by the Americans. This would be the case even if one day Burma would be breached to bring an oil pipeline to the Indian Ocean.

Very depressed.

"Well, settle for the next best. I have an aircraft carrier at the Ukrainian Black Sea Shipyard that has been rebuilt and is currently being shipped home. But the local chicken side is preparing to intercept it, and it is your CIA who is making trouble. ”

Michelle had known for a long time that the Holy Light had bought the Varyag in the Black Sea, and it had been continuing to build it for the past two years. Its power system is already complete, and it will definitely be returned to China.

This request can't be refused, or even if Michelle refuses, Zhou Qingfeng will definitely use other more explosive methods to achieve his goal. At that time, it will not be the income of the old George's family that will be damaged.

"What would you do if I refused to help you?" Michelle asked rhetorically.

"What do you think of dropping a nuclear bomb at Ankara?" Zhou Qingfeng asked with a sneer.

The little girl's eyes widened suddenly, "You...... As for whether it is going to be like this? ”

Zhou Qingfeng sneered, "I didn't drop a nuclear bomb at Washington because Washington has the means to counterattack with nuclear weapons." But what does Ankara have? Is it the protection of the sixteen ancestors? ”

The little foreign girl pursed her lips, "I don't understand what you're saying." I'll help you ask, but you won't do anything until you have a definite outcome. Gotta stay in my sight. ”

"Are you inviting me to stay at your house in disguise?" Zhou Qingfeng also asked rhetorically.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and immediately denied: "Bastard, can you think less?" Could it be that you have narcissism and feel that everyone will revolve around you? It doesn't matter if others please you or not, but I definitely won't. ”

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and stared at Michelle for a long time. provoked the little foreign girl's skin like ants, numb and itchy. She said angrily, "Bastard, what are you staring at me for? ”

"You just seemed to be anxious to break up with me. From a behavioral point of view, it can be interpreted as a disguise. Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, "Maybe you overestimated your charm?" ”

"You're ......!"

Michelle was angry, she couldn't understand why she always lost her cool when facing Zhou Qingfeng, and she always tried her best to guard against it in her heart, but she always couldn't prevent it, and there were loopholes everywhere. The more so, the more she had to refute it.

"Narcissist, you're overestimating your charm."

"Okay, don't worry. I'm really here to solve the problem of the Varyag. Zhou Qingfeng got up, grabbed the pajamas he sent, passed by the little girl and patted the other party's head, "I'm not here to pursue you." ”

Michelle could only be crazy about this, her uncontrollable fluctuations in her mood, clenching her fists like 'impotent rage', and glaring at Zhou Qingfeng's back angrily.

Zhou Qingfeng went to the study, and after a while, he came out again and asked, "Where are the bathrooms and toilets?" ”

Michelle was angry and didn't want to speak, but after a moment she shouted, "Bastard, you come out for me." That was my private bathroom. If you do, I'll have to tear it down. ”