MTL - Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant-Chapter 70 Come for Christmas【Third update】

  Chapter 70 Come for Christmas【Third update】

   Then An Feng flew to Las Vegas on a special plane.

It’s really cool to sit in a private jet, and it feels very domineering to fly a private jet at any time, but the various fees are like burning money, such as take-off and landing fees, parking fees, cleaning fees, fuel fees, random personnel expenses... After all, it takes a day It takes about ten thousand dollars to have fun.

   Calculated, it will cost more than three million yuan a year, which is also in line with what the helicopter salesman said at the beginning. The annual cost accounts for about 10% of the value of the aircraft. However, An Feng still thinks it is worth it. Two people are indeed a waste, but if more than a dozen people go to fly first class in civil aviation, the cost may be even higher.

  He called the Bellagio Hotel on the plane and asked them to send an extended car to pick him up. Last time I wanted to see the musical fountain that was performed every day, but unfortunately I was too crazy to take a closer look. This time I can’t miss it, not to mention that there is a 1/2 version of the Eiffel Tower in Paris opposite the Bellagio.

  If you plan to stay in Las Vegas for a few nights, there is no need to let the plane stop here. The overnight fee at the airport is not low. The extended Hummer sent by the hotel picked them up, and the practice was to live in the best room. An Feng originally lived in a good room for the sake of quietness, but now it has become a habit of traveling.

  The excitement of the night in the casino remains unchanged, and Christmas has even stimulated some gamblers to consume out of boredom. An Feng lived in the hotel with the best view, and watched the musical fountain a few times from a commanding height, just for fun. Katilina felt bored and dragged him to a strip bar.

  The next day he accompanied Katilina to the local magazine office.

It's quite a remote place. If it wasn't for the complete procedures found online, An Feng would have thought it was a small black house, but the environment inside is okay. It's not spacious, but it's comfortable. There are male and female employees, and most of them are male. Photographers, and some female photographers.

The person who received Katilina was the person in charge of the magazine, a Caucasian man in his thirties named Stewart, with a short stature and sunken eyeballs. He seemed not very energetic, but he talked about his magazine endlessly: "We have only been established for a year, but we have achieved good results, and our sales have been steadily increasing. In addition, readers are very interested in the theme of this issue's bachelor party."

Katilina and Stuart were talking, and An Feng walked around when he was bored. There were quite a lot of working women. He flipped through the magazine and found that it was not as full of eighteen. Forbidden, style and **** as he thought. Somewhat similar, more in line with Nevada style while pursuing men's fashion.

   I went to look at the post-retouching of the photos by a few girls and artists. The layman can't see the strength, but they all try to move towards the aspect of love and not sex, that is, half-covered. As far as the degree of temptation is concerned, stripping naked is far from enough to be faintly attractive. Don't you see so many people eager to peek up the skirts of beautiful women?

   "Do you think this angle is good?" A red-haired girl who was editing images in front of the computer asked him back.

   "It would be better if it was darker below." An Feng said.

  The red-haired girl frowned and looked at the picture, then suddenly smiled and nodded: "Good idea!"

An Feng turned back, and it seemed that Kadilina had almost talked with Stuart, she shook An Feng's arm, and said happily: "Stuart has many good ideas, I want to stay and try, do it What do you think of this Christmas special?"

  An Feng shrugged: "Whatever you want."

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An Feng also watched the set for two days. How should I put it... Stuart has high expectations for the magazine. He is determined to be on par with his predecessor Playboy, or even surpass him. An Feng admires his determination, but determination alone is not enough Yes, if you want to survive in a highly competitive society, you need capital and strength.

  He lacks both.

  As for Katilina, she is a talented person. Her work covers a wide range, matching clothes and designing styles for female models. An Feng can't understand the doorway inside, so she has a lot of fun.

Some of those female models are professional models, and some are Nevada characteristics, but they are legal here, prostitutes are also taxpayers, and have the right to parade on the street with signs... Well, this magazine is currently part of the source of funding It's the ad in the bottom corner of the page, along with the pimp's phone call. If your content is shot very well, the ladies who hang out overnight will be able to attract customers, and the magazine will flourish.

   This gray way of pimping is something Playboy doesn't have.

Stuart was very satisfied with the performance of Katilina, the interim creative director. When he decided to go back after the filming, he even drove to see her off in person. An Feng thought he was interested in his son, but it was a pity that he talked about photography and styling along the way. question, like two idiots.

  He was a little disappointed, Guli's fist seemed to be unable to strike yet.

Maybe Stuart also knows his own weight. When he drove into the airport and saw the private business jet that came to pick up An Feng, the shock on his face was inevitable. He even wiped his hands and handed An Feng a business card. She shook hands with him and watched An Feng and Katilina get on the plane.

On the way back, I heard Katilina chattering, and I could see that she was very interested. Until later, when she talked about the advantages of less working hours, uncertain locations, and being able to spend with public funds, An Feng gave her too high a rating from the front. Yes, she was running to make easy money.

  After getting off the plane, I answered a call from China: "Hey, Xiao Lezi, why are you free to call me?"

   "Crap, it's Brother Le!" Wang Le scolded on the other end of the phone, "I specially chose a time in your afternoon to call you, isn't that interesting?"

   "Interesting, what's the matter?" An Feng asked.

   "It's about cooperating to open a branch company. My brother is also very interested. He wants to go to the United States to have an interview with you, and spend another Christmas or something."

   "Welcome, I am treating you to the Christmas dinner." An Feng said with a smile.

   "It's just a Christmas dinner, how stingy!" Wang Le complained.

   "Okay, okay, you guys are here, let me take care of the whole process, okay?"

   "Just for you, I will give you this investment!"

  Wang Le's visa hasn't expired yet. One day a domestic call came, and tomorrow the plane arrived in Los Angeles. An Feng happened to be in LA, so he went to pick them up at the airport.

  The first one to appear was Wang Le in a black coat and a hat playing at the beach. An Feng stepped forward and gave him a thump: "You're acting cool again, unfortunately, the weather is very warm here!"

   "Go!" Wang Le pushed him away in disgust, and introduced a man and a woman beside him, "This is my elder brother Wang Wei, you have seen it before, this beauty is my sister-in-law Tang Feifei."

   "Hello!" An Feng smiled and shook hands with them. Wang Le's elder brother, An Feng, has met him a few times before. He is very aura. When he goes out, he has a Mercedes and a driver. As for Tang Feifei, it was the first time I met a very gentle woman.

   "Let's go, let's go back to the old three's house first, and then go out for the holidays after rest!" Wang Le said in a big way, leading everyone to go forward.

  An Feng followed behind, Wang Wei shook his head: "This kid is virtuous!"

  An Feng said: "He only does this in front of his very close friends."

   "I agree with that." Wang Wei nodded.

   They walked for a while in the airport, An Feng reminded Wang Le who was going to buy a ticket: "Don't keep walking, follow me, we will go through the VIP channel."

Wang Le turned back with a puzzled face: "How to say?" An Feng was not in a hurry to solve the mystery, took them away from the airport, made a phone call, and after a few minutes, a black Mercedes-Benz full-size SUV drove up, and An Feng pulled it away. door, signaling everyone to get on the bus: "Everyone, please get in the car!"

   Several people got into the car, and seeing that the driver was a big white man, Wang Le touched An Feng with his arm, raised his chin and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

  An Feng smiled and said, "This is my driver and safety officer."

   "Hello, everyone. My name is Guli." Guli turned around and greeted in his Russian English. Everyone took a while to understand and followed suit.

  Mercedes-Benz left LAX and went to Santa Monica Airport. Six or seven minutes later, it passed through the VIP passage of the airport without hindrance, entered the interior of the airport, and drove directly in front of a white-painted private jet. The gangway has been lowered, and a blond stewardess in business attire is waiting by the side.

  After getting off the car, the three of them were even more surprised. However, Wang Le's expression was richer, while Wang Wei's face remained unchanged, but his eyes showed envy. Gu Li drove the car back to the parking lot, An Feng greeted everyone to get on the plane, and a brown-haired beauty in the cabin stood up and greeted them.

   "Hi!" Wang Le and Katilina waved, then turned their heads and asked An Feng in a low voice: "What did she say?"

   "Damn it, can't it be that you can't understand English when you see a beautiful woman?" An Feng said exaggeratedly, but Katilina's English does have a bit of an accent.

   After Katilina greeted them one by one, please sit down, the first thing Wang Le sat down asked: "Good guy! When did you get this plane?"

The faces of Wang Wei and Tang Feifei were also full of curiosity. An Feng explained: "It's not mine. Even if I want to buy it, I'm afraid I'll have to wait two or three years. This is a plane borrowed by my business partner temporarily. It's busy during the Christmas season." , business travel is inconvenient, and there is no need to waste so much time with a private jet."

   "Your business partner must be very capable." Wang Wei, who rarely spoke, said, "Is this a high-profile challenger?"

   "Challenger 850." An Feng said.

  Wang Wei understood, and said: "A friend of mine in China has also ordered one, and the price is more than 200 million after paying the tax."

  An Feng nodded: "It is indeed more expensive to buy domestically than abroad, and it is not convenient to travel."

Wang Wei smiled wryly: "It's not only inconvenient, it's really hard to move! Domestic airspace is not like the United States, and there are not so many airports. Every time you start, you have to submit a flight plan in advance, and you may not be approved. More often than not, you park at At the airport, it costs tens of thousands of dollars a day for nothing.”

Anfeng has also understood this point since he had the intention to buy a plane. There are about 200 domestic airports, while the United States has more than 20,000, and private airports account for more than 85%. Correspondingly, the number of private jets in China Only a thousand, while the United States has 300,000. So playing with airplanes is very difficult in China and subject to a lot of controls, but it is a paradise in the United States—there was also the scene of a plane crashing into a building.

Wang Le looked at the luxurious decoration of the plane enviously: "I really despise you boy, maybe I can order a business jet in a few years. It's fun. Even if we have the money to buy it, before the policy is not opened, we will follow it. It’s like a tin toy in your hand, you can only watch but not play with it!”

An Feng said with a smile: "Relax, don't just think about how happy you are to play airplanes here, you should think about the evil capitalist society with so high taxes, shootings happen every now and then, the United States is heavily in debt, and the financial crisis will come again at any time... When you think about this, your mind will be much more balanced.”

   "Damn it!"

  An Feng was unanimously despised by everyone.

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