Invasion of America

Chapter 16 Night
Miami, Palm Bay.

The night is as dark as ink, dotted with stars, and shaded by green grass. Rows of high-end villas are scattered on both sides of the quiet street.

Zhou Qingfeng stood on the second-floor observation deck of a villa, holding the railing with both hands, his eyes scanning the darkness around him.

The lights in the distance flickered in the night, as if waving to him, but they were too far away, and there was a sense of alienation.

Kelly was swimming naked in the backyard swimming pool not far from him. The water surface was rippling with silver ripples, and her graceful figure rose and fell in the splashes, like a nimble fish.

The sound of water gently lapping against the pool wall broke the silence of the night, but also added a touch of ambiguity.

"Victor, how are you feeling?"

Kelly's husband, Nall Johnson, the man who owned the villa, came over with a smile. His tone was relaxed, as if he was just here for a casual chat.

His gaze lingered on Zhou Qingfeng's face for a moment, and he found that the young man was not staring at his cold and beautiful wife in the swimming pool, but was looking at another brightly lit mansion nearby.

"That's the home of State Senator Mr. House, and it's priced at twenty-three million U.S. dollars." Nar followed Zhou Qingfeng's gaze, with a hint of envy and self-mockery in his tone.

“There are spacious lawns, beautiful private gardens, and the backyard is equipped with a swimming pool, tennis court, and even a helicopter pad.

Even more outrageous is that his house has a path leading directly to a private beach. He needs more than a dozen servants just to maintain the house, and the annual electricity bill is said to be 200,000 to 300,000 kWh.

Nall's house is equally luxurious, but it's priced at only $4 million.

Although it could be considered a mansion, it was far inferior to the state legislator's. He looked up at Zhou Qingfeng, trying to read something from the boy's expression.

But Zhou Qingfeng was indifferent and did not answer.

"You know what? Our President's Mar-a-Lago is nearby, less than ten minutes' drive away." Nar continued to make small talk.

“I was once invited to a dinner party at the manor, and it wasn’t a place where just anyone could enter.

Victor, I understand how you feel right now. With your current wealth, you can't buy Mar-a-Lago, but you can always own the home of a state legislator."

Nar thought he understood the boy's mentality very well, so he took the initiative to pat Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder, trying to provide some emotional value.

As a dentist with three private clinics, an annual income of one million and total assets of more than 20 million US dollars, he is already a wealthy person in Miami, but he still can't control his envy and jealousy.

No matter how rustic this guy looks, he will be a real rich man with a net worth of over 10 billion US dollars in half a month, and no one can laugh at him.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded calmly. His eyes stayed on the brightly lit mansion in the distance, but his mind was thinking about other things.

Before he acquired a fortune of more than $1.5 billion, he also wanted to experience the life of a rich person, so he was invited to stay at Kelly's house for one night.

However, when he arrived at the mansion in Palm Bay, he found that the place was nothing special.

The place is spacious, the decoration is exquisite, and there are many servants, but the mansion is too regular, too quiet, too formal, and lacks the atmosphere of life.

It was far less comfortable than the little bedroom Julia had arranged for him.

He felt stuffy in the living room, so he went outside to stare blankly, look around, and get some fresh air.

Who knew that Nar would follow him like a ghost with hanging boots, making small talk and trying to get closer to him.

From the fact that Nar deliberately emphasized that he had been to Mar-a-Lago, Zhou Qingfeng could tell that this man had some money and a small vision, and could not enter the upper class society.

From this, we can also guess why Kelly appeared in front of him as a senior affairs commissioner, and was willing to lower her posture and be a slave.

Kelly's self-description should be correct - she does have enough food and clothing and lives a happy life.

But she lives in a more powerful circle, facing the ceiling of her life and career, she has to break the rules if she wants to break through.

At this time, Kelly climbed out of the swimming pool, naked, her breasts and buttocks shaking, and her whole body wet.

She took the towel from the servant and wiped her hair, then casually wrapped herself in the blanket, looked up at the boy and her husband on the observation deck, and walked up the spiral staircase.

"What are you talking about?" Kelly's voice was cold. She seemed unable to laugh and always had a stern face.

"Let's talk about real estate," Nar replied with a smile. "Victor is very interested in our congressman's neighbor's house."

"Real estate?" Kelly nodded. "$1.5 billion in cash assets, with an annual interest of at least $70 to 80 million. Victor really needs a mansion. This is a simple matter."

Seeing that the topic was about to become boring, a black maid walked up to the observation deck and whispered to Nar, "Sir, dinner is ready. Several guests have arrived."

Nar turned around and invited Zhou Qingfeng, "Let's go, it's time for dinner. Tonight's menu is specially prepared, I hope you like it."

"Give me five minutes, I'll go change my clothes." Kelly untied the blanket wrapped around her body, and slowly walked towards the dressing room without caring about the exposure of her private parts.

Her steps were calm and graceful, her hips swaying naturally and gracefully.

Zhou Qingfeng's eyes involuntarily swept across her round buttocks, then turned to Nar, bewildered, "Are you so casual in your daily life? Are you also so... bold when entertaining outsiders?"

"No, our lives are not casual. It's just that my wife is more casual at home, but she won't be like that if there are outsiders present." Nar smiled and said, "Victor, you are not an outsider."

Five minutes later, Kelly dried her hair, put on light makeup, changed into a low-cut black dress with a slit, and returned to the restaurant in high heels.

Her presence transformed the atmosphere of the room from a casual family gathering to a formal social occasion.

A few people walked into the restaurant and the dinner guests were already there.

There were also two children in the family, one five years old and the other three years old. They sat politely at the dining table, looking at Zhou Qingfeng, the strange guest, from time to time.

"This is Mr. Baker Hughes, a partner at one of Miami's top law firms. You met during the day, so I won't introduce you further."

"This is my father-in-law, Jeff Connolly. He was once a partner at a major law firm, but later founded Pioneer Holdings, which has a market capitalization exceeding $10 billion and boasts extensive connections."

"This is Mr. Douglas, the chairman of the Florida Lottery Commission..."

"This is Ms. Michelle from the State Treasury Department."

Several of the visitors were over 60 years old, with gray hair, but they were in good spirits.

Zhou Qingfeng sat down at the table, acquainted himself with the elderly people one by one, and nodded in greeting. He had a feeling that the Johnson family was a typical example of "not as good as the best, but better than the worst."

Their family includes lawyers, politicians, and bank executives, and their assets should be around 20 to 30 million US dollars, making them considered a wealthy family in the United States.

But when he heard the last name 'Connery', Zhou Qingfeng was stunned. He glanced back and forth between Jennifer and Kelly, and finally looked at Jeff Connery.

"So, you are a family?"

There was a burst of laughter around the table.

Old Baker explained, "Jennifer and Kelly are half-sisters. Jeff Connelly is their father and Nar's father-in-law." Jeff Connelly is over sixty years old, but he is in excellent condition and has a strong physique. He looks only in his forties or fifties. He picked up the cup and smiled at Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng realized that he might have guessed wrong. He looked at Old Baker at the table and asked, "Is it true that no matter which bank I choose, Kelly will always appear before me?"

Old Baker laughed again. "Victor, you're very perceptive. To be exact, unless you specify otherwise, the probability of Kelly appearing in front of you is the highest."

Not only is she a senior affairs officer at JP Morgan, she also holds positions at several other banks.

You asked Jennifer for help, and Jennifer contacted her father. Her father came to me. When JP Morgan was investigating you, he also recommended his eldest daughter for your services.

Kelly did not sit at the dining table with her husband, Nar. On her left were her two young children, and on her right was Zhou Qingfeng.

The two children sat obediently, looking at the strange visitor in the house from time to time.

Kelly herself had a calm expression, and her movements seemed awkward yet extremely natural—even though her husband, father, and sister were sitting right across from her.

Even if everyone at the table couldn't see what was happening, they could guess what was happening. But they didn't care and instead smiled, as if that was the way it should be.

Jeff Connelly, the father, just smiled. Only Jennifer, the sister, was a little embarrassed but didn't say anything.

"Why?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at his captured hand, puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "You seem to be unabashedly flattering."

Her husband, Nar, took a deep breath and explained, “Victor, you can think of this as a deal, but it’s definitely not just a simple flattery.

When the grand prize was announced, Kelly told me that she had a way to know who the winner was, and she hoped to use this opportunity to make a leap forward for herself and her family.

Kelly and I have been married for many years and have a very close relationship. We tolerate each other and have no secrets. I support her decisions, even if it means paying a price.

In fact, when Mr. Baker provided your information, I was actually relieved - maybe you are very immature, but a young person with a clean background and no bad habits is the best choice.

It's better than an old homeless man with a big belly, a bad nose, and a drug addiction. For me and for Kelly."

choose?

"For money?" Zhou Qingfeng seemed to understand.

Nar shook his head, his tone firm. "No, it's not just the money. Honestly, it's the billion-dollar ticket to a top club."

Zhou Qingfeng was silent for a moment, his eyes sweeping across the dining table.

He knew that he was no longer an ordinary teenager, but a piece of "fat meat" coveted by countless people.

The scene before him crystallized this transformation. Nar's family was attempting to use him to open the door to a top-tier wealthy family.

But the problem is that Jeff Connolly, his father and father-in-law, is a super-rich man with a net worth of tens or even hundreds of billions. Why would he come to him for help?

The 'old father' casually explained, "I don't have over a billion dollars in cash, and I even have a lot of loans from the bank.

If I had it, I could easily increase the company's market value by tens of billions of dollars. My status in the financial circle would also rise significantly."

Old Baker continued to explain in a serious tone, "Victor, when you get $1.5 billion, you are a hunted prey.

Of course you can choose to transfer huge amounts of money away, but believe me, no matter where your money is or where you are, you are always a prey.

You will definitely need companions.

Kelly may not be the best, but she doesn't ask for much. She just wants to use her own strength and that of her family to help you improve yourself."

Zhou Qingfeng felt his hand tighten. It was Kelly holding his palm, which went deep under the hem of her black dress. The plump thigh skin was in his palm, warm and fitting.

She gently approached and whispered in the boy's ear, "Victor, you can be my master. I can teach you a lot.

As long as you don't leave the United States and as long as you invest in the United States, you will definitely need my and my family's abilities and connections, especially in Florida.

Our family is already wealthy and we are not interested in your $1.5 billion.

What we want is power. You and I can spend a few years getting to know each other, and I am willing to show you my sincerity."

Zhou Qingfeng finally understood that this was an alternative form of "one person's success brings prosperity to the whole family", an active, erotic, direct and unconcealed 'alternative marriage'.

Even though Kelly is already a wife, it doesn't affect this.

'Old Father' Jeff Connolly said, "Victor, have you thought about how to spend your $1.5 billion? For example, buying some assets.

We are here to help and offer our best advice, free of charge.”

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng was not sitting in the restaurant of a mansion, but sitting on the throne, with ministers in front of him who were submitting to him and eager to gain benefits from him.

His hand couldn't help but pinch Kelly's thigh, and he smiled and said, "I did think about investing in the biopharmaceutical industry."

Everyone was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting him to mention this field - this investment direction is currently very popular, but it is also a big pitfall.

They thought this guy should first get himself a few luxury houses and cars and pick up some pretty girls, but they didn't expect that he was actually thinking about investing and starting a business.

It's easy to go bankrupt when starting a business.

"Victor, how much do you plan to invest?" Old Baker didn't object and asked how much it would cost first.

"First, one hundred million... US dollars." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to say "bet everything", but considering the occasion, he restrained himself.

"Do you have any specific investment intentions?" Kelly asked.

"There is a 'Apocalypse Biology' in Baitan Town, and I want to take it over." Zhou Qingfeng replied.

Jennifer immediately objected, "Victor, that crappy company is about to go bankrupt, don't be fooled."

There was a moment of silence at the table. Everyone wanted to persuade him, but no one was in a hurry to speak.

They felt that directly denying an eighteen-year-old boy like Zhou Qingfeng would only stimulate his rebellious psychology.

On the other hand, 'old father' Jeff Connolly chuckled a few times, "I don't object to Victor acquiring 'Apocalypse Bio'.

I already own 15% of that company's shares, and after holding them for two years, I've lost more than half of them. I'm currently looking for someone to take over and sell them at a low price."

Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself, "It's just right that I found a pillow when I was sleepy."

Kelly glared at her father and said, "No, 'Apocalypse Creature' is no longer valuable. It's not worth buying at all."

Everyone present was stunned, wondering, "Kelly, there's no need for you to side with that guy so quickly, right?"

(End of this chapter)