Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 302 on cooperation

  Those Arabs also had a bad temper, and the rear-end car was responsible for the rear-end collision. They dared to ask for an explanation aggressively. Although it may not mean that, but now who cares about the reason? After An Feng's bodyguard fell to each other beautifully, they gathered around to fight.

   These people probably are usually either rich or powerful, and they don’t have the slightest fear in the face of three strong men in black, and they look like they just roll up their sleeves and do it. The incident happened in a busy neighborhood with many tourists around. Seeing this scene, they stopped and discussed, and most of them condemned outsiders.

  Because the locals don’t like these Middle Eastern tyrants who drive luxury sports cars and use the streets of London as tracks and testing grounds. Every summer, a large group of Arabs will automatically fly their cars over, creating traffic pressure for the city, causing sound pollution, and emitting exhaust gas... Now, the rich hit the rich, and the audience laughed and watched The two fight each other and join in the fun.

   Just as a fight was about to break out, Khaled walked over and shouted, "Stop it all!"

  An Feng saw Khalid's statement, so he stepped forward and said, "Stop first!"

The bodyguards consciously gathered around Anfeng. The profession requires bodyguards not to be aggressive, but to protect the employer as the primary goal. Just because the other party had an aggressive behavior, they acted in self-defense. Now the situation has calmed down. If someone comes forward, it will naturally stop.

Khalid spoke in Arabic over there. The faces of those people were angry, but they didn't mean to contradict them. An Feng quietly watched the tense development. You can leave, as a professional bodyguard, this is very correct.

   Soon, nearby motorcycle patrols rushed to the scene.

  After talking with his friends, Khaled said to An Feng: "How about we go to the side of the road to talk about things?"

   "Okay." An Feng didn't want to stand in the middle of the road to obstruct the traffic, so he followed them to the sidewalk and asked the traffic police to intervene in the accident investigation.

  Khalid explained to him: "They are wrong about this matter. Those guys are ignorant and have a bad temper, which made everyone misunderstand!"

   "It's okay, I'm not sure about it either." An Feng said.

A young man walked out of the crowd, with the same light beard as Khaled, and a handsome face, which seemed extraordinary. The people who followed him were vaguely headed by him. Khalid introduced Said: "Bruce, he is my friend Saeed, from Dubai."

   "Sayed, this is Bruce, my American friend."

   Said can speak English, he smiled and reached out to An Feng: "I apologize for this matter on behalf of my friend, and will give compensation, Bruce."

   "Follow the police's assessment." An Feng said. He didn't ask for a price, nor did he say that the matter was exposed.

  The Middle Eastern man driving the Ferrari just now stood in front of him obediently, and said in English that he was not fluent in: "I'm sorry, sir!"

"I accept!" An Feng said, the police over there were determining the responsibility for the accident, but obviously, when driving through a traffic light intersection, if you followed too closely and rear-ended, the responsibility lies with the car behind; if you followed too far and rear-ended, the responsibility was even greater. It's the car behind. So it depends on how they pay for the accident.

Saeed winked, and the Ferrari man backed away immediately, and he said to An Feng: "The thing is that we made mistakes first, and we can accept it no matter how we deal with it, but this is not the place to talk about things now, why don't we change the occasion ? Leave an assistant to deal with this matter?"

  Khalid also said: "Let's find a place to drink something, this matter is easy to solve."

  An Feng agreed: "Okay."

  An Feng left behind a driver who was familiar with the local area, and sat in an Audi to catch up with the local tyrants with various sports cars in front, and came to a nearby luxuriously decorated coffee shop. I heard that Arabs like to drink coffee, especially Turkish coffee, so it is not unexpected to choose this place to talk about things.

  After they came in, Said said a few words to the person beside him, and then the person went to the waiter and asked the waiter to reserve all the tables around... An Feng only heard a few words when he passed by, but he was worthy of the name of a local tyrant. He and Joanna sat down at one of the tables.

Saeed and Khaled sat opposite him, the attendants sat around, An Feng's bodyguard also sat next to him, the waiter came over, and they each ordered coffee. An Feng didn't like coffee, but since it was a rich man's treat, He just ordered one at random, and Joanna was still cool: "Same as him."

Saeed took out a Lamborghini key from his pocket, put it on the table, raised his chin to signal a Lamborghini Aventador parked outside, and said sincerely: "In order to express my apology to Mr. An, I will compensate you for this car. Here you go, okay?"

  An Feng glanced at the metallic black sports car outside the window, and turned his head back with a smile in his eyes.

  Khalid explained: "Sayed is sincere, he hopes that the misunderstanding will not affect everyone's friendship, and he also hopes to be friends with you."

  An Feng casually picked up the car key, and simply gave it away, he didn't take money seriously! Moreover, Aventador is much more expensive than Huracan. It is worthwhile to crash a "Maverick" in exchange for a cooler and faster "Daniel". An Feng was disrespectful: "OK!"

   Said smiled and said again: "Mr. An, let me introduce myself. I am from Dubai and I am the youngest son of Muhammad."

  Khalid knew that the outside world didn’t know much about the Middle East, and Muhammad’s name was too common, so he explained: “It’s the current Sheikh of Dubai.”

   "I'm glad to meet you too, Your Royal Highness!" An Feng said with a bit of playfulness.

Everyone laughed, and the previous atmosphere eased a lot. Khaled said to them: "I said that Bruce is a good friend to deal with. Don't let some misunderstandings that should have been avoided hurt the peace. Bruce is my good friend. , Saeed too, so you too."

"Of course." The Prince of Dubai smiled. Apparently, Khalid had already told him clearly in the car just now that An Feng is the core of the American conglomerate, a person who affects the economy and politics, and it is the most stupid to fight against such a person. What's more, this crash is not a big deal at all.

  Smart Saeed naturally knows what he needs to do. Sending a supercar to make amends is nothing. If he drove the Bugatti Veyron today, he would not hesitate. Because building a good relationship with a consortium leader is far more valuable than having conflicts with him.

Because of this misunderstanding, they did not know each other. They chatted for a long time in the coffee shop and invited An Feng to participate in the play activities. Some plans, in the end Saeed also participated.

  An Feng naturally did not refuse, because it was a public place.

   Finally made an appointment with them, An Feng said goodbye, approached the Lamborghini with the car key, after it was automatically unlocked, he pulled up the cool scissor door and invited Joanna to sit in. He sat in the driver's seat and started the car. An Feng is very familiar with it. There is a white convertible version in Florida, and the current Black Knight is more serious.

  The driving experience is the same, the acceleration performance is stronger, but there is no convertible, and the wind cannot be blown.

   "Do you like it?" An Feng asked, "How about we find a way to use big pliers to remove the roof?"

   "Don't laugh at me!" Joanna pinched him. Last time, she suggested removing the roof of the Aston Martin and using it as a convertible to travel...

   "Be careful, I'm driving!" An Feng smiled and drove back.

  …

  After a good rest in the morning the next day, it's time to get ready to chase fashion in the afternoon.

Joanna had a lot of thoughts: "In addition to the clothing display, there is also a fashion jewelry exhibition as in previous years, gathering the works of emerging British designers. Last year, we didn't participate because we didn't have time. Some of my favorite rings were ordered. What a pity! It must be early this year."

   "Okay, I will be responsible for packing for you then." An Feng nodded.

   "That's great!" She sat on An Feng's lap, the breeze was blowing outside the balcony, and her smile was like a spring breeze.

  Although there is already a royal brand, the love of beauty is the same as the appetite, and it is unsatisfactory again and again. Before attending the fashion show, Joanna tried on a lot of clothes and asked An Feng to give her comments. The degree of competition among the female participants is no less than that of the models on the stage.

  After finally deciding to pack, notify Khalid and set off together.

  The two groups got into their own cars. Khalid drove a Bentley and Said Rolls Royce, while An Feng drove a low-key Audi. The convoy went to Somerset House, where London Fashion Week was held in this neoclassical building with a strong sense of history and tradition.

Although London Fashion Week ranks among the top four in the world, compared to the other three, it is somewhat unknown. There are no big brands gathered in Paris, and there is no exaggerated trend in New York, but it adds unique vitality and charm to this dull city. , interpreting the splendor of the newcomers.

An Feng participated in a fashion show with a retro style. There were not many big names present, but Joanna liked it very much. These generous and decent styles, with aristocratic style fashions, are conservative but not old-fashioned, and the colors are monotonous but not lacking in trends... in Contradictions, the interpretation of the unique British style.

  An Feng also chatted with Khalid and Said about some art topics.

  After the grand press conference, if there is more time, we will go to drink afternoon tea together.

Chatting at the dinner table took the most time, from fashion to London, then from London to London weather, to the heat of Qatar, and then to desert greening and seawater desalination, An Feng got involved in the recent biological project of the research center , and the plans of Anshi Industries.

  Khalid listened and was very interested: "You mean that American companies are conducting research on desert greening?"

"The method avoids tradition and makes full use of technology." An Feng stirred the black tea in the cup with a spoon, "We have concentrated genes with various drought-resistant characteristics and cultivated plants with strong adaptability, from weeds to shrubs As for the trees, as long as there is one or two rainfalls every year, the desert will become an oasis sooner or later.”

   "Genetic engineering must be complicated?" Khaled asked.

"If it is done manually, it may require more than one million billion attempts, and it will not be completed in hundreds of years, and most of the elements are luck, but now it is different. We have supercomputers to complete the inference of the data model. Only need Results in a few weeks."

   "Great!" Khaled admired, "If it succeeds, I am very interested in greening technology."

  Although Saeed still doesn’t know much about Anfeng, he can hear that this is a powerful technology, and said: “Dubai also needs green very much!”

  An Feng smiled: "Don't worry, if the effect is outstanding, I will take the initiative to come to discuss business."

   "That's it!" Khaled said.

  (end of this chapter)