Knight of the Light

The guests and hosts at Michelle’s lunch were happy, at least on the scene.

The maids wore black and white clothes and brought out a dozen silver tableware from the kitchen. Every dish is cooked by a professional chef, and it is completely delicious in color, fragrance and flavor.

The dining process is also very ritual. Everyone has a dedicated servant to wait on them to ensure that the tabletop is clean, the dishes are changed frequently, and the drinks in the glass are always inexhaustible.

The topics on the wine table are far from the commonplace, one is history, one is painting, and the other is music. Michelle also played a piece of Canon in D major to add to the meal.

When Mrs. George asked about Zhou Qingfeng’s preference for piano music, Uncle Zhou immediately pulled a napkin and ‘created’ the same ‘Canon’ music at random, which was dedicated to the beautiful, lovely, dignified and generous Miss Michelle.

"Canon" is the name of the musical form, a short syllable that is repeated but repeatedly nested. It is extremely simple and extremely complex, and the repeated syllables are continuously combined to form an extremely gorgeous movement.

‘Canon’ seems to be reduced to complexity, but in fact it is reduced to simplicity. The ability to create "Canon" must be a composer who has a deep understanding of music, but no one thought that Uncle Zhou would come here.

When Michelle tried to play this ‘Improvisation’ ‘Canon’, the Georges and the butler servants were gradually taken aback.

The little foreign girl's playing changed from rusty to smooth, and she quickly became addicted to it. There seems to be a kind of power in the music that penetrates the bone marrow and reaches the soul-there are elves who have accumulated more than 20,000 years of civilization. In the field of art, Uncle Zhou has countless squandered capital.

After playing a loop, Michelle walked over with the napkin and asked seriously: "Zhou, who wrote this?"

Zhou Qingfeng pretended to shook his head funny, "I don't know, it's an unknown artist. I got it by accident. If I have time, I might be able to recall more similar works of art."

Michelle stared suspiciously for a long time, but could not see anything false from Zhou Qingfeng's face. A strange thought suddenly came up in her mind,

"I have been practicing piano since I was six, and I know all the well-known music scores in the world, but this'Canon' is definitely the first time I have seen you. If I blow this head with a shot, would it ruin a world that shocked the world? Artist?"

Michelle asked again: "What's the name of this song?"

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head, "How about "To Michelle"?"

The little foreign girl took a deep breath, she wanted to be restrained and refused, but she was involved in fame and fortune, unable to stop this temptation-ordinary people are too small, let you be as expensive as a king in front of you, and after death dust.

If a mortal wants to stay famous, the best way is to learn from Wang Lun—Li Taibai’s "Gift to Wang Lun", "Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun’s sentiment to me." The reputation has been spreading for thousands of years, and it has made a lot of money.

The handwritten score was carefully copied by Xiao Yang Niu. The napkins that recorded the music scores were not discarded. Instead, Zhou Qingfeng was asked to write the title of "To Michelle" himself, which was listed as a treasure in a Bach score.

No matter what topic he talked about, Zhou Qingfeng was able to answer like a professional professor, and he was able to master all his knowledge.

From Papyrus in Egypt to the family pedigree of Elizabeth I of England, from satellite communications in low earth orbit to the cultivation of North American agricultural products.

When it comes to the current political and economic situation, Uncle Zhou is even more excited. He participated in the ‘key politics’ for so many years, and finally took the opportunity to teach a senior member of the U.S. Senate.

"Do you think Congress will veto the president's government budget next year?"

"The Republicans managed to control Congress, and the policies of the Democrats were very different, and they couldn't talk about it."

"Impossible. There is currently no indication that the budget will be rejected. If the budget is not passed, it will be of no benefit to the Republican Party."

"It's just a few months later, just wait and see. By the way, do you want to talk about the economy? I am very optimistic about the next US Internet economy. There are several companies whose stocks are worth holding for a long time."

In the 1990s, the United States unloaded the burden of the Cold War and enjoyed the generous dividend of defeating its deadly enemies. The Clinton administration began to build an "information superhighway," and the Internet economy began to soar, and the stock market will rise to the sky in the next few years.

Zhou Qingfeng has long been jealous of the stocks of several companies, but he can't hold shares in the name of "Holy Light", so he can only go to Europe to build wealth management funds and indirectly hold shares through financial institutions in Switzerland and Belgium.

I dare not buy too much.

Because the international financial settlement system is controlled by the United States, banks in Switzerland and other countries are also secretly cooperating with the CIA, and if they are accidentally investigated, it will be nothing.

This information is pretty good for selling favors, especially for prophecy. The more against intuition and common sense, the more you can talk freely. After the situation develops according to Zhou Qingfeng's'forecast', his right to speak will be established.

Some prophecies, old George sneered, some were dubious, and some almost thought there was a ghost in Congress. Zhou Qingfeng still talks about the economy, the old man is really in no mood to listen anymore.

From astronomy to geography, there are three teachings and a variety of different things, which is really beyond the reach of this kid. The ghost knows how his knowledge is so rich? Michelle's family is not his opponent.

Lunch was very enjoyable, at least Uncle Zhou was very enjoyable. After the meal, the servant brought black tea and sat in front of the French window in the living room, with Manhattan as the view, and began to talk about business.

"Do you want to drive out the aircraft carrier trapped in the Black Sea?"

"If you can't open it, I won't buy it."

"What price are you willing to pay?"

"Don't be too greedy. Are you not getting enough now?"

"Zhou, I really want to help you, but..."

"Mr. George, I heard that your nickname in Congress is ‘bad dog’. Do you think I’m sitting here like fat, you can bite at will?

Maybe I should remind you to send someone to see the FBI agents guarding outside the apartment, they may need some first aid. This should make you sober. "

The young and old sat at a short distance, and when they talked about specific matters, they became tense and diametrically opposed. Both of them are accustomed to domineering, it depends on who is more domineering.

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng talk about the situation outside the apartment, Old George turned his head to look at the housekeeper beside him. The latter hurriedly sent someone out to see the situation, then came over in a panic, looked at Zhou Qingfeng a few times, and whispered a few words to the old George.

Old George frowned, watching Zhou Qingfeng's eyes flashing fiercely, "Young man, what you did is illegal."

"Illegal?" Zhou Qingfeng held the teacup indifferently, took a sip and said: "Perhaps I should poke your black material to the media. I believe there will be many people who want to take you down. Your political opponents are no better than me. less.

For example, during the campaign, you send someone to smear your opponent, tap your opponent's phone, and indiscriminately kidnap the opponent's campaign adviser's family.

And you used the power of parliamentarians to interfere with the judicial system, which saved several large companies from being prosecuted, which completely violated your oath when you became a parliamentarian.

When it comes to breaking the law, you don't have much at all. "

Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head and sneered, "Mr. George, I really didn't come here to soak your daughter. You take my money and you should work."