The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Small castle in the town of Ilif.

It was noisy every day at night. Guests who attended the opening ceremony during the day came here in the evening to attend the banquet of the envoy team.

The ground at the front entrance has already been covered with a red carpet. In the wine cellar, Daheixiong has collected red wine and champagne that he has collected over the years. He is usually reluctant to give it to his brothers in the gang to drink, but this time it was all at an advantage to the team who took over.

"Bang~!"

The champagne with light golden liquid made a unique and pleasant sound when opening the bottle. Following the sound, the walnut cork flew into the air and fell to the ground. The wine with a complex fruity aroma followed. As the bottle tipped, it flowed into the slender goblets.

The members of the envoy team who have just arrived are somewhat uncomfortable with this kind of Western-style social interaction. They are a little restrained in their expressions, words and deeds, and they cannot let go of their airs.

It must be Boss Huang. He had already experienced this kind of exaggerated banquet in Hungary in Europe more than ten years ago. After taking away a glass of champagne from the table, he walked among the small groups of guests and used it fluently. Various languages ​​bring the relationship between host and guest closer.

"Thank you very much, Comrade Picaso, because your arrival has made us shine~!"

Li Feng, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, had a black bow around his neck, and his hair was licked by a dog, as if he had been licked by a dog. He looked like he was a servant of the castle, and he looked like he was supposed to live in the castle. The nobleman inside, holding a glass of wine in his hand, with the bright red liquid rippling on the edge of the glass, walked towards the painter who was eating a Chinese dessert.

What is placed on the cold table here is very different from the cold meals of Westerners. They like to put sweet cakes, chocolate mousse, tiramisu and pudding.

The dim sum shops in Chinatown can't make these things. The dim sum chefs we invited made traditional Chinese osmanthus cakes, mung bean cakes, pea yellow cakes, water chestnut cakes, etc. that are very pleasing to the eye, look good, and taste unique. Pastries and snacks.

At this time, many people had gathered around the cold dining table, and Picaso and his wife were among them. Picaso didn't care about the red tape and only took one bite at a time, while his wife was holding the tray and eating very elegantly.

"Oh, oh, oh, young man, you have changed so much, I almost didn't recognize you~!"

She swallowed the egg yolk cake she was chewing in her mouth, and when she shook hands with Li Feng, the painter still had bits of crumbs falling from her mouth, which looked quite funny. Even her wife beside her covered her forehead.

"No, no, you are completely different from the ones in the studio today. You look like a young man. Ms. Jacqueline, you have to keep an eye on him tonight~!"

Faced with Li Feng's joke, Picasuo, an old comrade, winked like an old driver, patted Li Feng's shoulder hard, and happily accepted his compliment.

After experiencing the unwelcome guest that day, the old man and the young man seemed to have become friends forever. They are artistic people who have wild ideas and don't like to follow the rules.

"I hope what you said is true, dear young man. I think the corners of your mouth may need to be cleaned up. It's so ungentlemanly~!"

Picking up the napkin beside the table, Jacqueline wiped the debris from the corners of his mouth as if taking care of a child, and said angrily.

"Hey, dear Jacqueline, look at these gentlemen, I think if it were slower, there might be nothing left on the plate~!"

Seeing Li Feng talking to him, there was not much mung bean cake left on the side. The painter couldn't help but pick up another piece and put it on his wife's plate.

"Try it, this tastes good. I swear, you have never tasted this kind of snack~!"

indeed.

Li Feng raised his eyes and looked over, the corners of his mouth twitching. These Westerners seemed to be exposed to these snacks for the first time. Could it be that they all came hungry and devoured them one by one.

"These desserts can be bought in Chinatown in the 13th District of the Iron Tower, I'm sure~!"

Li Feng, who did not receive advertising fees at this time, advertised for dim sum shops in Chinatown. Perhaps, in addition to panda diplomacy, dessert diplomacy could also be carried out at the same time. These silly foreigners are too sweet.

"That's good news. It seems that we will come to the Tower often in the future. I believe they will inspire my creative inspiration~!"

"By the way, I didn't expect that you actually put those paintings there. I actually don't want to be seen by some people~!"

The little old man was very happy that Li Feng had hung his ink painting in the embassy, ​​but he was afraid of meeting a real ink painting master. Although his copying was indeed lifelike, he always felt that something was missing.

"Then I'm afraid you can become friends with our boss Huang. He appreciates your paintings very much. I saw that there are also pens and inks in his study...!" After stepping aside, Li Feng pointed to where he was talking to the guests. As for Boss Huang, he is telling the truth. Boss Huang can indeed calligraphy and painting.

Picasuo felt a little uncomfortable all over. He looked at Mist Huang over there, and then at Mist Li. He didn't expect that a diplomat could actually know Chinese painting.

"you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure~!"

As if he had met a rival or colleague, the painter who just now was addicted to desserts suddenly seemed to have changed. He picked up the wine glass at the table and had a drink with Li Feng, and then turned his arm towards Jacqueline. , after holding hands, the two people walked directly over there.

Taking a sip of the fruity champagne, Li Feng walked towards the terrace. There were people drinking and drinking, which had nothing to do with him. After saying hello to the people he knew, he just wanted to find a quiet place to sit for a while.

In the distance, the lights on the Eiffel Tower can be seen even at such a distance. Coupled with the night, Li Feng felt a little homesick at this moment.

Although the outside world is wonderful, he is always a passerby. With the completion of a series of tasks, it is time to draw a successful conclusion.

Someone put a hand on his shoulder. Li Feng, who was looking at the night scenery of Gaul, couldn't help but frown. The person was so rude. He was about to slap the hand on his shoulder and signal him to take his hoof away, but he didn't expect it. But they are slender fingers.

"Hi Ray, Mist Lee~!"

Tina, who was wearing a purple evening dress, gently took her fingers out of Li Feng's hand, wiggled her fingers playfully, and greeted Li Feng in unfamiliar language.

Li Feng subconsciously looked at the banquet behind him, and then at the woman beside him. Isn't this his own territory? Why did this bitch get in?

She was from the CIA, and she had sneaked in. The previous inspection of electronic components from upstairs to downstairs was not in vain.

"It seems we didn't invite you?"

Looking at her luxurious evening dress and exquisite makeup, Li Feng's right hand slipped from his shoulder and faintly reached towards his waist.

The two Waiguo people in Gaul are very strange. One is trying hard to learn Chinese, and the other is trying to recall the British words he learned in middle and high school. He is picking up the lost things. They are obviously getting closer, but the one in between The gap is indeed deeper than the Mariana Trench.

"I heard, are you leaving~!"

Tina didn't seem to see the indifference in Li Feng's eyes or the defensiveness in his actions. Instead, she no longer had her disgust for Li Feng engraved on her face like before. She twisted her waist and slowly walked to Li Feng's side. , the red wine glass in his hand was placed on the fence.

"What's going on? You want to kill me on my way back and get back the benefits you threw away?"

Li Feng quietly moved to the side. His nose was filled with the scent of a dog woman's perfume. The top note was very light, but the middle and back notes were like a beast that could evoke the slumbering deep in the heart.

It was too dangerous. Li Feng didn't want to go back and be specially screened by the Investigation Department, looking around. He needed someone by his side. If the conversation between the two people was seen by someone with an intention, he would not be able to explain clearly.

However, the castle is very big, and the number of people responsible for security is far from enough. If Li Feng had no mobility, he might not have time to waste time here.

"Why do you think so?"

Tina turned around and leaned against the fence with her slender waist. She blinked her misty light blue eyes and looked at Li Feng pitifully.

"If you came here empty-handed, I think you have to go back. I don't have time to play with you~!"

Seeing that there was no one on the terrace and she was alone, it was impossible for Li Feng to take her out with a gun at this time. The banquet was still going on. Since he couldn't do anything, he could only withdraw and find the person in charge to arrest her. Please go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step back, the dog woman seemed to understand Li Feng's thoughts and grabbed Li Feng's wrist holding the wine glass. (End of chapter)