Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 173 Conferred

  The next day, An Feng chatted with the police lawyer who arrived.

   That is to dictate the whole incident of last night, because the camera was deliberately damaged, so the oral evidence of An Feng and Khalid is very important. Of course, the police are completely against them. Khalid's identity is there, an investor who promotes employment, and the government is trying to curry favor with him.

  Khalid didn’t know the cause of the incident, but nine out of ten it was because of the Lebanese mixed-race beauty Laila, who deserves to be the idol of the Arab people. But it's also cheaper for An Feng, who draws his sword to help when the road is uneven, and even hooks up with local tyrants.

   After that, An Feng continued to travel with Joanna.

   On the way, Zhang Li and her best friend joined the organization, chattering and buzzing constantly. But An Feng's two-seater sports car was obviously not enough. After the generous Khalid found out, he took him to the underground parking lot and pointed to the row of cars: "Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bentley, Rolls-Royce...choose any!"

  The local tyrant’s garage is still very powerful. An Feng visited several four-door cars, and after listening to Khalid brag about his car, he finally chose the low-key Range Rover. But since it is a car for local tyrants in the Middle East, the low-key displacement of 3.0 is obviously not in line with its status, and it needs the top 5.0 liters.

   Fuel consumption, in countries where mineral water is more expensive than gasoline, this concept... they usually ignore it.

  …

  After Christmas, the weather was very cold, but everyone's enthusiasm for playing was as usual.

  Zhang Li obviously did her homework, and took them to visit attractions familiar to local talents, some of which even Joanna didn't expect.

  For example, Camden-Market, two ladies strongly requested to take a trip accompanied by a gentleman.

   An Feng was puzzled and said, "Where is that place? Do you need a man to accompany you?"

  Zhang Li said: "Camden Bazaar is a place where certain trends are concentrated. The races are relatively mixed, so the security is occasionally a bit chaotic, but it is said to be worth a visit."

  Joanna seemed to know something, but she didn't reveal the answer. Although Zhang Li and Annie had never been there, they were full of curiosity and wanted to uncover the deep veil of London.

  So An Feng drove them away.

Camden Market is crowded with people, the buildings on the street are a bit messy, and the shops use some unconventional designs, such as a plane that is falling straight down, and huge chairs stand on the billboards... But this is not the point, the point is Anfeng The sight seen by the eyes is still unimaginable to this day.

Looking around the market, some styles that are not acceptable to most people appear one after another—a towering **** head, hair dyed green, shaved on both sides, revealing a blue scalp; with a nose ring, wearing ripped jeans, There are also shiny silver studs on the shoulders of the motorcycle jacket.

   "Kill Matt?" An Feng felt Dandan's sadness.

  With a dark face, he pulled the two ladies in front of him looking around: "Sister, are you sure you've come to the right place?"

Zhang Li and Annie were obviously also very surprised. Hearing An Feng's words, Zhang Li nodded: "Of course, this is the birthplace of British Punk (punk)! Hey! What did you just say about killing Matt? We can do it well." Is it? Can those middle-school and second-tier rural models in China be compared with punk?”

  An Feng curled his lips: "Look at your proud appearance! Do you want to have that... Boom hair?"

  Annie smiled: "What is Boom's hair?"

  Three afro-headed horses with smoky eye circles and nose rings passed by. An Feng looked at them and clapped his hands over their heads: "It's like it exploded."

  Zhang Li despised him: "It's vulgar! Appreciating art doesn't mean that you like being art!"

  An Feng shrugged: "You win, but you can't beat you!"

  Actually, it’s not that he hasn’t heard of punk rock, right? They play in Europe and the United States, especially those punk bands, with Mohawk hair, wearing fancy clothes and going crazy, feeling that they are not in the same dimension as everyone... And here is the holy land of punks, the birthplace of punk culture.

  An Feng said to Joanna: "It completely overturned my understanding of British gentlemen."

  Joanna said with a smile: "Since you are here, you have to understand these ways of expressing your dissatisfaction by changing your appearance and eager to stand out."

  An Feng is puzzled, doesn't it feel like a young and ignorant killer?

Of course, after visiting the bazaar, An Feng defined: This is the high-end version...First of all, British middle school and second-year youths have their own aesthetics and taste; secondly, punk players are also people who have jobs and have a high degree of education , they shape a culture—a culture that is not very acceptable. Finally, punks have something to say: punks for punks are not real punks, punks are attitudes rather than appearances.

  …

Two days later, when the new year was approaching, it was time for Zhang Li and her best friend to say goodbye. An Feng sent them to the airport, and on the way back by car, he received a call from an unfamiliar person. The bluetooth headset answered, and the voice was very familiar: "Bruce, this is Matthew , this is a British number."

   "Matthew? Come to England for the New Year?" An Feng asked.

  Matthew said: "That's right, but the main purpose is to celebrate Bazel's conferment in person. He will be knighted by the Queen after the New Year."

   "Oh! Congratulate him for me, what a surprise!" An Feng said.

  Matthew smiled: "No, he is next to me. Are you free tonight? Let's have a drink together, plan to find a place to play and so on."

   "Okay, no problem tonight." An Feng said.

  In the evening, he and Joanna dressed up to attend, and many people came. Matthew, Bazel, their wives and children were all here. If the old lady was not preparing for the operation, I am afraid they would also be there. We all had dinner together, and the conversation focused on the rosy Bazel.

Bazel has always impressed An Feng as a calm, traditional person with a gentlemanly demeanor and a completely British life. For example, he likes to ride horses, raises expensive racehorses, and often organizes friends to play horse races. He can also play fencing and has played against Joanna before.

If one day Matthew said that he was knighted, An Feng might be skeptical, but if it was Bazel, he would completely believe that Bazel's behavior conformed to the model of an old nobleman, but he was a little confused about his nationality. Matthew later explained that Bazel has dual citizenship, that is, he holds both the United Kingdom and the United States.

   (Note: The United States defaults to dual citizenship)

  Matthew said: "This year, the ceremony at Buckingham Palace is a little earlier, so we have to come here now. By then, Bazel will suddenly become a baron."

  An Feng smiled: "Congratulations, Bazel."

   "Thank you!" Bazel nodded with a smile and toasted him.

  Many people are conferred by the Queen every year, and they have various occupations. Directors, movie stars, singers, football coaches, financiers...all have been awarded medals. However, the queen confers the title of jazz, which does not belong to the nobility, but is just a symbol and a title of honor before the name.

The baron is different, the prince is male, and the baron is at the end, but there is no doubt that this title belongs to the nobles-there are very few nobles who can be officially conferred by the queen, because the titles of the nobles in the UK are hereditary, except for major contributions. Generally no titles will be added.

The reason why Bazel was banned was naturally his significant contribution to the country's economy and the number of jobs he provided. The reasons are very strong. What's even more powerful is that if he wants to, he can be nominated as an aristocrat to enter the upper echelon. House of Representatives, become a soy sauce politician.

  An Feng is very curious about the process of these "promotions", because he also plans to let Joanna get a title back to add some fun to life.

After hearing this, Bazel said plainly: "I was not conferred on purpose, and I didn't plan it before, but I have summed it up mainly for a few points: domestic enterprises have made outstanding performance; charitable foundations Years and months of service; opportune timing to be nominated for the Queen."

  An Feng nodded: "It seems that this is a long-term job."

Bazel smiled: "Not necessarily, it actually depends on the person and the method. For example, Joanna, she has good conditions, and Bruce, you have spare money. If you are targeted, you can make some contributions to society and politicians. If it is easy, you will be nominated, and you can finish it a few times."

  An Feng asked: "Can you hook up?"

   Bazel nodded: "If you want, that's fine."

  …

If before 1999, the power of the British aristocracy was not small, the more than 1,000 seats in the House of Lords were all kinds of aristocrats, who could shake the government's decision-making, but after the reform in 1999, 90% were cut off at once, and only 90% were retained. Several seats, known as the "twilight of the nobility", and the beginning of the new century.

  Now mixed with non-hereditary titles, if it is not for politics, it will only be boring.

An Feng happens to be the boring type. There must be some pursuits and challenges in life, otherwise it will be easy to be depressed. After a long chat with Bazel, he plans to spend more than five years creating a very beautiful woman for Joanna. A typical image of an outstanding character, put the glory on her.

   It was a long process, but it was a challenge.

In the next few days, visiting London with the Sinclair family was not an ordinary tour, but an elegant life, such as going to a concert, the Royal Albert Hall is obviously a good place, and everyone sat in a box to enjoy a Beethoven's symphony, cultivate your sentiment.

  An Feng feels pretty good, except for the opera. Opera is really not something that everyone can appreciate. People who like opera are either born die-hard fans or acquired fantasies. Even Joanna said that she has no love for opera. It is different from musicals. Musicals also have popular elements, or Beautiful actors, and opera is like... Chinese people go to Beijing opera, babbling, oh, oh, one out of ten appreciates it is considered a success.

After that comes the New Year. The New Year’s countdown fireworks show is a big event in London. In addition, there are Paris in France, New York in the United States and other metropolises. London’s is more classic. Oranges are really delicious in color and fragrance.

  If you want to see it, you have to pay a lot of money—it is safe to wait six hours in advance. If you go late, the venue in front of Big Ben is full, and the police will not let people in.

An Feng and the others obviously don't need the way of ordinary people. They rent a boat and swim on the Thames River. Everyone sits together and looks at the sky. The fireworks are brilliant and colorful... The giant Ferris wheel "London Eye" not far away is also bursting with colorful colors The wonderful, New Year's bell is slowly swaying...

  (end of this chapter)