Chapter 1028

"Emily, after lunch, let's go to see the plane just delivered."

In the restaurant, Andy, Ivana and Li Xiaoying are sitting around and enjoying a delicious lunch. Ivana's rosy cheeks are full of charming sweet laughter, and she invites Li Xiaoying, who hasn't been seen for a long time.

"No, I won't bother you to show your love. Besides, I need to change my jet lag. Your big capitalist boyfriend has arranged me a lot of work..." Li Xiaoying smiled gracefully and put the foie gras on the fork into her mouth.

Concentrate on eliminating the food, don't miss any way Andy can let the taste buds explode. He looks up at Li Xiaoying on the opposite side and says, "don't make a mistake for the good people. You asked to talk with Jerry Yang tomorrow. I won't exploit my capable generals!"

Ivana laughs, and Li Xiaoying, who also pours her lips and laughs, sees Andy's casual eyebrow lifting, which is a little unclear. However, her beautiful eyes soon flash a look of confusion and shame, and her body is a little tense.

Feeling someone's dishonest feet under the table dawdling on her little Tui, Li Xiaoying almost splashed a glass of wine on the opposite side of her face. She said the content to be discussed seriously, and the shame and anger in Li Xiaoying's eyes almost became the essence.

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At the end of lunch, Li Xiaoying's eyes narrowed slightly, her face was angry like anger, and she watched Andy and Ivana get into the car and drive away from the side of the road, take a deep breath, and stoop to get into the car and drive to the four seasons hotel.

In the afternoon, on the private tarmac of Kennedy Airport in Manhattan, Andy and Ivana, who had finished their lunch break, got out of the car with a charming and lazy charm, and walked to the huge garage with only half the door open.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Smith, Miss Ivana. I'm Tom Amberger, executive vice president of Boeing. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, Mr. Amberger."

"Hello."

Three people in a group of people around, shake hands and exchange greetings.

"This way, please. The palace in the air is waiting for you." With a smile on his face, Amberger reached out for a sign and walked into the garage with Andy and Ivana.

The 747-8vip of the blue and white fuselage is even bigger under the light of the hangar. The family badge on the tail of the aircraft is impressive.

Climbing the ladder and stepping into the interior of the plane, Ivana's eyes are wide and her mouth is cocked. The smile on her face shows her mood and satisfaction with the interior decoration at this time.

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"Miss Ivana, this is the restaurant. According to your requirements, we refer to the decoration of the restaurant of Versailles Palace. All the flower decorations are pasted with gold foil, silver vines and tableware are also Royal tableware... "

Ivana, with her eyes shining, listened to the introduction, walked to the dining table, picked up a golden fork, looked at the hanging branch crystal chandelier, looked at everything in the restaurant, and considered every detail.

One by one, adjectives come from Ivana's mind. They are resplendent, luxurious and dazzling.

“。。。 Please come here. This is a professional concert hall that can hold 10 listeners. All the sound equipment is from HiVi Huiwei. The high quality guarantee can make you enjoy the music in the air! "

When the voice fell, Andy's piano piece "Rhapsody of New York" played in the small music hall.

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Meanwhile, the Capitol in Washington.

As the office of Xi, the leader of the Senate majority party, and the old Smith who controls the whip of the majority party, the power goes further. Even if the elephant party has lost the power of the speaker of the house of Representatives and the majority party, it is more than enough to rely on the anti system power of the Senate to restrict and fight against the donkey party.

"Sir, New York Senator Charles Schumer has arrived. Can you see him now?"

Mr. Smith stopped writing with his fingers, raised his head, took off his glasses, frowned and thought, nodded his head slightly, "let him in."

"OK."

Old Smith stood up and moved his body. A smile appeared in his shining eyes. The corners of his mouth were cocked up. He watched the door being pushed open. Charles who came in smiled and said, "good afternoon, Charles."

"Good afternoon, sir." The other side's expression with a trace of respectful greetings.

"Sit down, or coffee? Ha ha, Andy brought some excellent Blue Mountain coffee a few days ago. How about it? If you like, take some back when you leave. "

"Thank you, sir."

Old Smith smiled and sat on the chair behind his desk. After chatting with Senator Charles for a while, he tasted the Blue Mountain coffee, which was the main topic.

"Charles, there's something you need to deal with this time. Here's the information. Look at it." With that, old Smith took out a paper bag from the drawer, handed it to Charles who put down the coffee cup and reached for it.

Charles opened the document bag, pulled out the documents inside, and began to look through them, but as he saw more, the senator's face grew worse, and his eyebrows almost twisted together."IndyMac bank is a company that basically invests 100% in mortgage assets, and we are in a bad mortgage market, and the company has no capital, which is obvious." Old Smith said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth and a coffee cup, his eyes half narrowed.

"At stake... No, it's on the verge of collapse. IndyMac's survival depends on God's decision! " Senator Charles's face was a little ugly, closing the material, and some helpless.

"It's a question that doesn't need to be asked by God, just by banking regulators." Old Smith lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. His face was smiling. He looked at Charles with indifference.

After a brief silence, Charles said, "I'll write to the U.S. savings administration to discuss the situation of IndyMac bank. Damn it, if they seriously fulfill their responsibilities as regulators and prevent IndyMac from continuing to implement inappropriate and loose loan policies, it won't be such a bad situation!"

Old Smith shook his head as if helplessly, sighed, "these people have brought the American economy into the abyss, and still run with blindfolded eyes, to prevent more cases like IndyMac!"

Senator Charles's pupil slightly shrank, bowed his head and took a sip of coffee, feeling the acid and bitterness of the entrance of Top Blue Mountain coffee. After a few sips, the coffee in the cup has bottomed out. He put down the cup. Looking at old Smith, Charles said, "I know what to do."

"Well." Old Smith smiled a little, just a little light hum, opened the drawer, took out a sealed paper bag from the drawer, smiled: "this kind of top grade Blue Mountain has not produced much every year, I have not opened this bag here, you take it back and taste it slowly."

"Thank you, sir." Charles reached for the bag of coffee beans, talked to old Smith for a second, and left.

Looking at the old Smith who closed the office door, he smiled and shook his head, put on his glasses, picked up the Marlboro pen that his grandson had sent him and drew a circle on a document. He couldn't help laughing and said to himself: "the 'cardiac arrest plan', this child, the name is really ugly..."