Chapter 925: diplomatic

Michelle really came, took a helicopter from the port and flew over half of the Aegean Sea to find a luxury cruise ship on the sea. GPS is now available, and finding people on the vast ocean is much easier.
The helicopter landed on the back deck of the cruise ship, and the beautifully dressed little foreigner gathered her tangled hair and slightly bent over to walk towards Zhou Qingfeng who was greeted by the tarmac.
Before landing, Michelle noticed that Zhou Qingfeng was waiting for the cruise ship.
It has a displacement of one thousand tons, dozens of meters long, and it's a large one on a private cruise ship. The facilities on the ship are extremely complete, almost a harem on the sea, which the local tyrants in this world like.
A symbol of absolute status.
After landing, the little foreign girl with bright eyes and white teeth glanced a few times and smiled: "Your Excellency, you are finally extravagant, and you know how to enjoy life. What is the scenery of the Aegean Sea?"
"The scenery of the sea is naturally beautiful, but it still looks too monotonous without a beautiful girl."
Zhou Qingfeng smiled and led Michelle into the luxurious living room in the cabin. What I saw were Persian carpets, crystal chandeliers, leather sofas, and large-screen color TVs. The only flaw is that he can't see any servants who are waiting.
Zhou Qingfeng walked to the wine cabinet and asked'what to drink' first, and then asked: "Why would you think of coming to me?"
"In order to thank you." Michelle put down her small bag, looked sideways to the porthole of the ship's living room, and stared at the sparkling sea, and said quietly:
"My father has always wanted to buy a yacht, but he still couldn't do so. Recently, my store was renovated and opened, and the income is very satisfactory. He can finally place an order."
The business of luxury goods is on the right track, and the brand's reputation quickly explodes. High-end is more expensive and less, used to expand contacts; low-end is more and refined, used to make profits.
The profit margins of luxury goods are staggering, with magic effect bonuses, and making billions of dollars a year is trivial. There is huge room for growth in the future, and both Zhou Qingfeng and Michelle are satisfied.
"In addition, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of some other friends in Washington, and hope to further deepen the friendship. You helped them expand their share of the food market, and they are very satisfied."
When navigating North Africa and the Middle East, the "Holy Light" traded low-priced food for the market.
Zhou Qingfeng did not make much money from dumping, and some areas also lost a lot. The biggest role is to squeeze out the ‘native chicken’ and provide an export market for the domestic light industry.
There are really not many countries in this world that have food in their hands. Zhou Qingfeng had no surplus food in his hands, so he brought Michelle to solve the problem, and the result was that the American grain merchants made a fortune.
As for whether North Africa and the Middle East will fall into a food crisis in the future?
Alas...If you don't have that much food, you will have fewer people. Poor and likes to live desperately, and when society can’t carry it anymore and cause chaos, then ask the gods for blessing.
Anyway, similar things are unavoidable. Uncle Zhou is not at all sad-there are so many tragedies in the world, how can we manage it? Really can't go on, those ‘poor’ guys will cross the sea to Europe to find the Virgin.
Michelle expressed her gratitude verbally and continued: "Zhou, I actually want to mediate the conflict between you and the ‘Tuji’."
"Have you changed your career to become a diplomat?" Zhou Qingfeng sat on his side and laughed.
The little foreign girl sternly said: "Zhou, your group did cause a lot of trouble and loss to the local chicken. But you can't stay in a stalemate with the local chicken.
We don’t want too many disputes between our allies, so we hope that you can stop hostilities and stop destroying the ‘native chicken’ economy. Otherwise, those with brain problems will definitely retaliate against you like crazy. "
Zhou Qingfeng smiled slightly, waiting for Michelle to continue.
"In order to show their sincerity, the ‘Tuji’ decided to give in. They no longer require a billion-dollar deposit, but hope that you can withdraw from the North African and Middle Eastern markets and give up a portion of the Eastern European market to make up for their recent losses."
Michelle stared at Zhou Qingfeng's eyes and found that the man had been sneering nonchalantly. Her heart sank, "Zhou, are you listening to me?"
"Of course I have listened, and I will seriously consider your suggestions." Zhou Qingfeng did consider it very seriously, but he already gave a negative answer in his heart.
Women are very keen on this, and she perceives men's carelessness. This is obviously disagreement, and it also means that the other party has other confident solutions.
"You didn't listen to me at all." Michelle pondered for a moment and asked, "Zhou, what conditions do you have? Everything is negotiable. We don't want this dispute to continue."
"It's the native chickens who don't want the dispute to continue, right?" Zhou Qingfeng sneered: "The textile industry is the biggest exporter of the native chickens. This loss will wipe out their economic growth this year.
The economy of the'native chicken' is too dependent on the foreign market. A little bit of trouble, its foreign exchange market will respond.
Fighting conventional means, the ‘tuji’ has no power to fight back. But they still feel that they can win, and when they propose peace talks, they put pressure on them to deduct my freighter. "
This combination of hard and soft means is really a good calculation.
With the sneer, Michelle knew that she was afraid of running away in vain. She pursed her mouth, wanting to say something more, but the hatch in the living room rang a few times, and Svitch stood at the door with some hesitation.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
Uh... Swich took a glance at Michelle, knowing that he was not here at the right time. But the situation is a bit tricky, he had to report, "Zhou, we had a banquet, but two tables of guests came."
Michelle knew that there must be a secret going on when he was stared at by Swich. A strange feeling arose in her heart, and immediately felt that something was wrong with seeing Zhou Qingfeng on a cruise ship in the Aegean Sea.
Because this is not a person who likes luxury. He really doesn't have any requirements for living conditions. Also, I haven't seen a servant on this cruise ship until now, which is too abnormal.
Zhou Qingfeng's answer is simple, "Two tables of guests are only two tables of guests, and it is enough to entertain together."
Savage glanced at Michelle again, seemingly worried, but resigned at his orders.
Michelle knew Chinese but could not understand this passage. She turned to look at Zhou Qingfeng and asked directly: "What the are you doing?"
Zhou Qingfeng answered the question with a smile: "I'm sorry to let you run for nothing. Can you stay and play for a while? This boat is big, and there is a swimming pool on the top deck. Shall we go swimming together? There are sea breeze, waves, beautiful women, and so on. The scenery is charming."
Michelle smiled as she listened and shook her head: "Zhou, did you invite girls like this? But I must refuse because I didn't bring a swimsuit."
"You don't need to wear a bathing suit." Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand and asked to pull Michelle with a smile.
The little foreign girl is also short-circuited in her brain, not reconciled to the failure of this trip, decided to stay and see what happened? The conversation that the subordinate just came in was weird, what must be hidden behind it?
Facing Zhou Qingfeng, reaching out, Michelle chuckled and patted it open. But she stood up and decided to change her place to continue her diplomatic journey.