After driving around the street for a while, the driver received a phone call and said to us that the chief had returned.

"Then let's go back, I'm going to talk to the chief." I'll say it right away.

York glanced at me and nodded.

Half an hour later, we returned to the manor in the middle of the mountain. Chief Anri arranged a party, right on that big lawn.

As soon as we entered, we were struck by the atmosphere – there were lights everywhere, and the Christmas lights stretched from the lobby to the lawn. A temporary light stand was set up in the middle of the lawn, like a huge melon shed, and all kinds of flashing light strips looked very gorgeous and dazzling in the night. A long table was laid with a red cloth underneath, on which were placed a variety of food and drinks......

Chief Anri also seemed to have invited some guests, and we saw a dozen people playing on the lawn, and many children chasing the puppies.

"We're going to have a party like this once a week, and it's supposed to be tomorrow night, because you're here, and Chief Anlie said it's ...... to-night," the driver said hurriedly.

"That's great!" York shouted.

There were also a few beautiful young black girls playing and singing, playing with a few of their local instruments, but only the violin we recognized.

Four or five men were busy on that barbecue, occasionally pulling out a bottle of beer, clinking glasses with each other, and chatting over drinks......

There were also a few girls in local Caribbean dresses, dancing, and Chief Anri was holding the hands of two small children, and on the edge of the treehouse in front of them, about to push one child up.

Seeing us coming, Chief Anri immediately walked over, took the hand of a black woman, and walked to us, and the driver translated to us that this was Chief Anre's wife: Mi Elleli.

I hurriedly smiled and said hello, the black woman in front of me, about forty years old, although her skin was very dark, but very clean, her facial features were round and atmospheric, giving people a sense of warmth and intimacy. She has some very beautiful and special flower ornaments on her head, and she is wearing a national style skirt, which is charming and moving......

The chief's wife said some words of welcome and said that she would like to have the opportunity to come to China and that she likes to read the books of our Chinese Confucius......

Chief Anlie introduced us to the guests, and we chatted happily for a while, and although we didn't understand the language, I felt a strong enthusiasm from the smiles on my faces and the eye contact.

The chief had five children, and they were mischievously playing with a bunch of children—what a happy family.

The party is relaxed and there is no ritual to provide a place for friends to chat, eat a barbecue and have a drink...... York was having a good conversation with the two girls, and he told them a lot of interesting things about sailing.

After an hour or so, I took York and told him to talk to the chief now. He nodded, and we walked together to the chief.

York told the chief what I meant, and Chief Anlie was very cheerful, and walked with us into the inner hall, where a few people were sitting, and the chief did not think it was good, and immediately moved to a nearby restaurant.

Pushing open the heavy door of the restaurant, you will be greeted by a large space with a luxurious style, with a bunch of gorgeous crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, reflecting a dreamlike color from every angle. The gorgeous European-style tables and chairs, the small and delicate bar counter, are all painted pure white, exuding an aristocratic atmosphere everywhere. On each table is a white porcelain vase with pink roses in full bloom, in harmony with the surrounding environment.

We sat down at those European tables and chairs, and a waiter came over and poured us a cup of black tea. I took a sip of tea and looked up to see the colorful pattern of small pale blue squares painted on the wall in front of me, surrounded by gilded, ornate frames, with delicate flowers and fruits carved on the corners, on which the fat little goddess of love flew freely.

The ceiling is painted with a golden caisson and a cluster of lights in the middle—light bulbs dotted between the glittering prisms and gilded stucco leaves. The floor is waxed, polished, and glows reddish, and all sides are surrounded by bright mirrors that reflect the lighting.

Chief Anri nodded, signaling that we could speak.

York went up to him and sat down, and began to tell the chief what I had told him before, word by word.

I held my breath. Looking at the dining table in front of it, the table itself is not very good, but the pattern printed on the tablecloth is very brilliant, the name of the chieftain's family is engraved on the silverware, and it is also engraved on the porcelain, and the light under the small red lampshade shines on such ornaments, and at the same time reflects the color of the wall, making the table very eye-catching.

As he listened, Chief Anlie drank his tea, frowning and glaring at me...... After about ten minutes, York finished.

He suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and froze there, thoughtful.

My heart immediately hung in the air.

Without the help of the chiefs, this plan ...... It is estimated that nine times out of ten, it will be in the soup-

"Mr. Chief, rest assured, the whole thing will not have the slightest bad impact on your family...... I really hope I can get your help! I looked him in the eye and said sincerely.

He didn't answer right away, stood up, and paced slowly around the restaurant.

I looked up, and suddenly remembered the painting I had seen on the ceiling of the living room last night, and the scenes of the war, in the golden light, looked even more hideous and terrifying......

York was about to say something more when I grabbed him and shook my head.

I know that the chief is looking at the whole picture, and he has to weigh a lot of things...... After all, he had only known me for two days, and he was a friend introduced by Johnson from a distant eastern country, and he didn't fully understand me or our culture...... If he refuses my request, that's normal, but I can feel that even then, he will keep it a secret and won't tell anyone about it.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff at this time...... York and I started to get a little worried.

Chief Anri paused, sat down, took a cigar from the box next to him, handed it to me, then lit another one himself, and smoked gently.

"Money...... I promise you, sir. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Great!" I was overjoyed.

"But...... I have three conditions. He said suddenly.

"Okay, you say ......," I replied aloud.

York walked up to him, lowered his head and listened carefully to his offer, then returned to me and told me.

"No problem, absolutely, I promise you all three conditions, Mr. Chief, thank you very much for your help!" I stood up excitedly.

I walked up to him and hugged him.

Chief Anri looked at my moist eyes, nodded vigorously, and patted me on the shoulder.

"Let's drink!" I said it out loud.

"Okay......" the chief cheered, happily holding my hand.