"Emilie, after lunch, come and see the plane that has just been delivered."

In the restaurant, Andy, Ivana and Li Xiaoying sat around to enjoy a delicious lunch. Ivana's rosy cheeks had a charming sweet smile and invited Li Xiaoying, who had not seen her for a long time.

"No, I won't bother you to show affection. Also, I need to pour jet lag. Your big capitalist boyfriend has arranged a lot of work for me ..." Li Xiaoying smiled elegantly, while holding the foie gras on the fork Discharge into your mouth.

Concentrate on destroying the food, don't miss any Andy that can make the taste buds explode deliciously. Li Xiaoying looked up at the opposite side and said, "You don't want to be a good person, you asked to talk with jerryyang tomorrow. Good job! "

Ivana laughed and laughed, and Li Xiaoying, who was also pouting and laughing, saw Andy's eyebrows inadvertently raised, but it was a bit unclear, but soon her eyes flashed with panic and shame, and her body was tight. stretch.

Feeling that someone's dishonest feet were rubbing her little tui under the table, Li Xiaoying almost took a wine glass and poured it on the opposite side, looking serious, a stern talk about what needed to be discussed, the shame and anger in Li Xiaoying's eyes almost turned into substance ... ...

At the end of the lunch, Li Xiaoying's eyes narrowed slightly, her face looked sullen and angry, and she looked a little bit frustrated as Andy and Ivana sat in the car and drove off the roadside, took a deep breath, and bent over into the car. Drive to Four Seasons Hotel.

In the afternoon, on the private apron of Manhattan's Kennedy Airport, Andy and Ivana with a charming and lazy charm walked out of the car, and their fingers tightened towards the huge parking garage with only half of the doors open.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Smith, Miss Ivana, and I'm Tom Amberger, executive vice president of Boeing. It's great to meet both."

"Hello, Mr. Amberger."

"Hello there."

The three of them shook hands amidst a crowd of people.

"The two here, please, the air palace is already waiting for the arrival of the two." Amberge gestured with a smile, and walked into the hangar side by side with Andy and Ivana.

The blue-and-white fuselage of the 747-8vip is even larger under the light of the hangar. The family crest on the tail of the aircraft is memorable.

When I boarded the ladder and stepped into the aircraft, Ivana's eyes widened, her mouth turned up, and the smile on her face showed her mood and satisfaction with the interior decoration ...

"Miss Ivana, this is the restaurant. According to your requirements, we refer to the restaurant decoration of the Palace of Versailles. All the flower decorations are affixed with gold foil, silver vines, and tableware are royal tableware ..."

Ivana's eyes brightened, while listening to the introduction, while walking to the dining table, she picked up a golden fork, looked at the hanging crystal chandelier, and looked at everything in the restaurant. Every detail was considered. Arrived.

Adjectives emerged from Ivana's mind, brilliant, extravagant, dazzling and so on.

"... Two people here, please. This is a professional concert hall that can hold 10 listeners. All the audio equipment comes from hivi. With high quality assurance, you can enjoy the beauty of listening to music in the air!"

The words fell, and in the small concert hall, Andy played the piano song "New York Rhapsody" ...

Meanwhile, the Washington Capitol.

The Office of the Party Leader Xi, as the old Smith who has gathered the majority leader in the Senate and controls the majority party whip, goes even further, even if the Party has lost the power of the Speaker of the House and the majority party, relying on the Senate's counter power to restrict The anti-donkey party is more than enough.

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"Sir, New York State Senator Charles Schumer has arrived. Will you see him now?"

Old Smith, who was working at his desk, stopped writing with his finger, raised his head, took off his glasses, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly, "Let him in."

"Ok."

Old Smith stood up and moved his body. A pair of flashing eyes showed a smile, his mouth turned up, watching the door pushed open, and Charles who walked in said with a smile, "Good afternoon, Charles."

"Good afternoon, sir." The other side greeted with a look of respect.

"Sit down, is it still coffee? Hehe, Andy brought some superb Blue Mountain coffee a few days ago. How about you, if you like, take some back when you leave."

"Thank you, sir."

Old Smith sat in a chair behind his desk with a smile and chatted with the senator Charles for a while. After tasting Blue Mountain Coffee, he got into the subject.

"Charles, there is one thing you need to deal with this time. Here's the information. Look at it ..." Then, Old Smith took out a paper bag from the drawer, handed it to Charles who put down the coffee cup and reached for it.

Charles opened the file bag, pulled out the files inside, and started looking up, but the more he saw, the more ugly the senator's face was, and his eyebrows were almost twisted together.

"Indyma Bank is a company that basically invests 100% in mortgage assets, and we are in a bad mortgage market. The company has no capital, which is obvious." Old Smith smiled slightly. , Holding a coffee cup, his eyes half-squinted and said lightly.

"Dangerous ... No, this is on the verge of collapse. Whether or not indyma can survive depends on God's decision!" Senator Charles closed the material with a bit of ugliness, and said with some helpless emotion.

"You don't need to ask God about this question, you just need to ask the banking supervision department." Old Smith lowered his head with a sip of coffee, a smile on his face, his eyes and Charles said calmly.

After a brief silence, Charles said: "I will write to the US Savings Agency to discuss the situation of Indyma Bank, damn, if they seriously fulfill their duties as a regulator, prevent Indyma from continuing to implement inappropriate and loose Loan policy will not happen like this! "

Old Smith seemed to helplessly shook his head and sighed, "These people have brought the US economy into the abyss, and they are still blindfolded, to prevent more cases like indyma!"

Senator Charles's pupils narrowed slightly, and he drank a sip of coffee, feeling the bitterness and bitterness at the entrance of the top-level Blue Mountain coffee. After a few sips, the coffee in the cup had bottomed, and the cup was lowered. Charles looked at the old man. "I know what to do," Smith said.

"Um." Old Smith smiled slightly, but with a slight hum, opened the drawer, took out a sealed paper bag from the drawer, and laughed: "This kind of superb Blue Mountain doesn't have a lot of production every year, and here I am. The bag hasn't been opened. Take it back and taste it slowly. "

"Thank you, sir." Charles reached out to take the bag of coffee beans, talked a few words with Old Smith, and got up to leave.

Looking at the old Smith with the office door closed, he smiled and shook his head, put on his glasses, picked up the Montblanc pen that his grandson gave him, and drew a circle on a document. He couldn't help laughing, and said to himself: "\ 'Heart arrest Plan \ ', this child, it ’s a bad name ... ”