The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

November 23rd.

AM: 10:15.

A convoy sent by the Gallic authorities arrived downstairs.

Before them, the order maintenance staff, the white hats of the Foreign Legion, and the special agents using the swimming pool had arrived at the scene. The bright yellow and orange isolation tape was temporarily pulled up, and the streets of George V Street were rarely closed. Passage.

You know, this is a treatment that old dust has not enjoyed in the past, and the embassy is very close to the Elysee Palace on the Champs Elysées, only about two or three kilometers, but it is still very formal.

It seems that in the airport, a place with many tourists, Gaul was indeed pretending to be confused, and it was only at this moment that he showed real hospitality.

Six motorcycles arrived due north of the George Street entrance, followed by Yishui's locally produced Citroën high-end model D&S. After the motorcycles, they arrived at the main entrance.

Cool "plainclothes" agents in black suits and sunglasses quickly got out of the car and looked at the tricky sniper positions at high places around them. It can be seen that they were really prepared for this handshake. Deep down, the spectators outside the isolation zone don’t know who they are guarding against, but both parties shaking hands know it.

Although he had already fallen asleep yesterday, the deputy was already hurriedly taking the oath of office on Air Force One.

The first thing he did when he took charge was to urge Fo Bole to find out the real culprit involved in the case, and to track down the crazy killer to the end.

The second thing, although it was not stated clearly, the Secretary of State had already delivered a speech accusing the Gallic authorities at the regular press conference in the morning. The congressmen were confused because they couldn't sort out their own affairs, and things outside were a mess. .

Although they routinely issued notes in an attempt to prevent the two houses from shaking hands, the House and Senate had already turned the conference room into a mess.

Their two intelligence departments seemed to have become blind in an instant. They were sulking and competing with each other to see who could find the real murderer first. Of course, they did not rule out hiding it.

10:20.

The main door was opened by someone on the side, and Boss Huang walked out from behind the door with Li Feng and other entourage.

Then the person with the camera hanging around his neck quickly walked out, using the seagull camera in his hand to faithfully record this historic moment.

"Click, click~!"

"Kaz, Kaz~!"

Not to mention having to be proficient in business, Boss Huang was not timid at all in the face of the flashing lights. After waving his hand, he walked down the steps with a natural expression, which was much better than Director Mu's previous press conference.

On the road, the staff guarding the Citroen DS put one hand on the abdomen and opened the frameless door with the other. Boss Huang took the lead in entering the car after allowing enough time for filming.

Afterwards, the secretary opened the passenger door and motioned Li Feng to get in the car with a look. After closing the door, he quickly ran to the vehicle behind and sat in consciously.

"Don't be nervous. As long as we are truly friends, everyone will be tacit and silent about some superficial flaws~!"

After getting in the car, as the door closed, Boss Huang looked at Li Feng in front of him, his back straight, and reminded him kindly.

"I, I can't embarrass my hometown, it's okay, just for a moment~!"

Even though Boss Huang said that he could relax a little, it was the first time Li Feng attended such a grand occasion and he would rather be strict with himself than show any cowardice.

"Haha, I read your information before and found that your mother's hometown is also Tongcheng?"

Perhaps in order to relieve Li Feng's nervousness, or to ease his own emotions, Boss Huang began to chat with Li Feng about his daily life.

"Yes, from Tongcheng Daguan Commune~!"

I don’t understand why Boss Huang reached this point in the conversation, but Li Feng specifically turned his head and took a look.

Suddenly, he thought that Grandpa and Grandma were often called this in their place. In addition, although Boss Huang's accent was mixed with the connotation of the capital city, the sentence just now was clearly in his hometown dialect.

"It's a coincidence that we are fellow villagers. My hometown is also Tongcheng?"

With a smile on his face, Boss Huang tapped Li Feng with his finger. His smile became more friendly. He seemed to appreciate this junior.

"Well, haha, that's really a coincidence~!" "But, I haven't been back for a long time, and I don't know what's going on there now?"

After chatting about his hometown, the sense of distance between the two parties gradually disappeared. Although it was the first time they met, Li Feng's previous actions and his identity as a half-townsman still increased his favorability.

"When I was young, I grew up there. Later, my father settled down in the steel rolling mill in Beijing, and my mother took us north. That time, she also sent back two little wild boars caught in Shijingshan. They are all grown up now~! "

"Thousands of miles away, but not close~!"

Hearing Li Feng talk about this, Boss Huang became interested and sighed with emotion. In his opinion, it seemed that there was not much need, and the fare was enough to catch up with the price of buying meat.

"The wild animals in the mountains near Daguan have been caught long ago. Finally, they have a male and a female piglets. They are not willing to just kill them. They brought them back all the way to save a seed~! "

After hearing Li Feng's explanation, Boss Huang nodded in realization. Only people from rural areas can understand farmers' attachment to raising chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, some for the New Year's pigs, and some to improve their lives.

Listening to what Li Feng said, Boss Huang became obviously more interested and asked curiously.

"how is it now?"

"Now that they have grown up, they weigh more than 100 kilograms and are very fat. Last year, I gave birth to more than a dozen cubs. That time, I even sent a telegram to my grandfather and the others. I couldn't just take care of the family, but also the village. Let them take care of the cubs. The piglets that gave birth to piglets were also distributed to the village collective~!"

Li Feng wasn't very clear about the current situation in his hometown, but his grandfather's village was expected to start to improve.

Two will turn into a dozen, and a dozen will regenerate. Even if you are stupid, you just need to know how to eat to grow meat. Killing one a year is enough for every household, but Li Feng estimates that there is a high probability that they will still sell it.

Li Feng had no way to use his power to help them. He could only help them lay a solid foundation for the pig raising industry without being affected by others, and see if he could lead the whole village out of poverty and become rich later.

"Oh~, I'm serious about it. Don't forget my father and fellow villagers, and lead them to develop breeding together. It's a good idea. When the time comes, I will contact Daguan Commune. If you want to live a good life, pork is indispensable. Let's see if we can do it in Tongcheng. A large pig-raising collective~!"

As the vehicle drove, the distance got closer and closer, and the two little fellows clicked to stop. Since Li Feng had made a good start, Boss Huang didn't mind adding icing on the cake.

Although they are abroad, they still care about their hometown. The place where they grew up, everyone wants to see it develop better and better. Raising pigs is undoubtedly the most down-to-earth. There are not many other things in the countryside. Pig grass , Sweet potato seedlings cannot be eaten by humans, but pigs can.

There are not many wild things in the mountains, but bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and the like will grow one after another after the rain. If you tighten your belt and live a life, as long as you work hard, there is always a way to keep them alive.

Being happy and healthy, and being able to eat pork every meal, this is the goal that Boss Huang and the stallholders like Li Feng strive for.

On the Champs Elysées, more reporters, tourists, and local aborigines were blocked on the side of the street. As the motorcycles that opened the way arrived, they all waited eagerly.

The front door of the strangely small palace slowly opened, and Citroën DS sedans slowly entered. The guards responsible for reception at the gate also raised their guns in a salute.

Li Feng was also able to see the interior of this legendary building with his own eyes. To be honest, it was rather petty. The main building occupied an area similar to the size of the Sanlian Gang's castle, but the meaning contained here was different.

Boss Huang, who was not tall in stature, held his head high after getting out of the car. His energy and energy instantly reached the peak. Only then did Li Feng, who was following him, realize what true majesty is. This kind of momentum made the air feel a little... solidification.

At 10:40, the first * letter was handed to Boss Huang with a look in his eyes, and then handed over to the middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo in front of him. From the familiarity between the two when they first met, it can be seen that the other party is indeed Very positive.

At 11:50, the main entrance of the palace opened.

Mr. Huang, with his majestic appearance, followed closely by Li Feng and his secretary, stepped on the red carpet from the main entrance and entered the central hall of the palace.

At 11 o'clock, Li Feng saw the legendary figure who pretended to see others off during the second group fight and jumped on the plane at the last moment - Gao Lego.

The little old man is very tall, with very deep eyes. He wears a white shirt and a black suit, showing the unique temperament of a Gallic aristocrat.

Not long after the meeting, Li Feng handed the second copy to Boss Huang again. After receiving it, Boss Huang handed it to Gao Lego. The energetic little old man received it and warmly invited Boss Huang to sit on the sofa in the conference hall. Sat down.

The secretary sat on Boss Huang's right hand side, and Li Feng sat in the translator's position, guarding Boss Huang's left and right hands like two generals.

On this day, Li Feng felt that he was very busy, but he just didn't know what he was busy with, so he passed by in a daze. (End of chapter)