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Chapter 295 Bragging

Miami International Airport is the largest international cargo airport in the United States and an important airport connecting the United States to Caribbean countries. It can be reached in two or three hours by flight from Guantanamo.

When Zhou Qingfeng flew into Miami from a Gulfstream G650 business jet, he saw a large number of senior officials from the "Cuban North American Strategic Council" waiting at the airport. Among them were more than a dozen important officials headed by Carnell, the chairman of the "Committee"

figure.

Canel is a white man with a red face. He was originally a retired high-level Cuban official. As a result, the catastrophe killed all the regular officials in the world, and he, who was retiring at home, actually regained his second youth.

"Mr. Hugo, welcome!" Carnell saw Zhou Qingfeng getting off the plane and took the initiative to shake hands with him.

On this occasion, the identity of the old man Jose was not impressive at all, and he could only do the chores of leading the way. However, Zhou Qingfeng was still very proud and appeared in front of everyone as the commander of the 'Aurora Legion'.

To be honest, as long as they think about this eighteen-year-old regiment commander, everyone will doubt Zhou Qingfeng's ability and background. But then think about this young man who turned New York upside down, grabbed two large ships, sailed to the sea and rushed to the Bahamas.

, killed the people of the National Liberation Front of Cuba, and seized Nassau to establish an enduring foundation. Everyone should consider whether they can compete with him?

"Nice to meet you, Chairman Canel." Zhou Qingfeng also acted like a good boy, shaking hands with the dozen Cubans in front of him one by one. Clooney behind him followed him as an adviser.

This group of Cubans valued Zhou Qingfeng so much that they felt even more confident in their beheading plan.

Now that the entire Miami is in the hands of the Cubans, Zhou Qingfeng will be guided to the hotel to stay after meeting with the top officials of the 'committee' who came to greet him. However, before going to the hotel, he asked to see some of the passenger planes that had been prepared for barter.

So he was led to the direction of the hangar.

"Mr. Hugo, you are Chinese and have lived in the United States for a long time. Have you ever seen such a huge fleet?" Chairman Carnell was obviously very proud of the capital in his hands.

In the direction of the hangar, dozens of aircraft of various types are lined up. Some passenger planes can only be parked directly outside because the hangar is crowded. These aircraft alone are a huge wealth that is difficult to estimate.

"Your Excellency Carnell, your fleet is indeed very spectacular." Zhou Qingfeng nodded in a humble manner. So many large aircraft looked very shocking when placed together. The wheels of each aircraft are almost as tall as a person, and the fuselage

You need to raise your head to see clearly. The entire fleet is almost invisible. “Your airport is also extremely spacious, it’s great!”

"Hahaha..." Upon receiving the compliment, the red-faced Chairman of the Generalissimo suddenly felt extremely happy physically and mentally. Zhou Qingfeng was the first foreign country to visit since the establishment of their Cuban power, uh... outsiders

The leader of the force. So he suddenly wanted to show off his strength and invited Zhou Qingfeng to continue visiting.

"Mr. Hugo, you once ran rampant in New York and became famous all over the world. Have you ever seen an F-22B fighter jet? This is the current equipment of the US military and the most advanced weapons and equipment in the world. I have five of them here." The Chairman said proudly.

The only drawback is that these five super fighters can only be driven by trailers and no one can drive them.

But no matter what, this is the most advanced fighter jet in the world, and it has been alone in the world for decades. For a long time, it has been in a lonely state of being alone and seeking defeat, with no opponents!

Zhou Qingfeng nodded again and praised sincerely: "The air force that can control the F-22B must be the most powerful air force in the world."

"Hahaha..., we have found several retired US military pilots, and I believe it will not take long to establish an air force that will dominate the world." A second-class atmosphere filled the entire airport, and the accompanying Cubans all applauded for themselves.

I am encouraged by Your Excellency the Chairman’s great aspirations.

The cheers erupted enthusiastically, and everyone could not suppress their excitement. Zhou Qingfeng also nodded and smiled in agreement, which was considered polite. After all, guests are welcome to do as they please, and they cannot be too disrespectful.

However, Mr. Jose, who had been having trouble with him, suddenly jumped out and said with a smile: "Mr. Hugo, I'm afraid you don't know yet? According to my research, Miami was founded by us Cubans more than a hundred years ago.

of.

In order to commemorate the return of this city to Cuban hands one hundred and thirty-four years after its founding, our Chairman is planning to hold a grand fireworks show tonight! I wonder if there is any city in China that was founded one hundred and thirty-four years ago?

Were there any fireworks celebrations held during the year?”

When this topic was asked, all Cubans looked at Zhou Qingfeng. Obviously they were very proud that they could occupy this world-famous city, and they were even more excited about Mr. Jose's 'archaeological' research. This is ironclad evidence from ancient times.

!

But Zhou Qingfeng's originally smiling face immediately fell down. He looked at Jose who was waiting for his answer with disdain, and said in his heart: Old man, you won't be taxed if you brag, right? You have already bragged twice, and I don't care.

Sorry to break the news. Now you actually come to me for pleasure? You are trying to show off and are going crazy!

However, seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed speechless, Chairman Carnell, who was in high spirits, also asked casually: "Don't your cities in China hold anniversary celebrations? You can't hold celebrations for one hundred years, ten or twenty years."

That’s okay too!”

Haha..., Zhou Qingfeng raised his head, thought for a moment and then said in an uncertain tone: "There is a city called Xi'an in our country. It seems that more than 2,700 years ago, the then mayor King Zhou You wanted to celebrate

On the 600th anniversary of the founding of the city, there was an activity called 'Playing with the Princes by Beacon Fire', which had quite a big impact."

A group of Cubans were laughing and waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to say something, hoping that he would praise the wealth and power that Cubans now have in a cheerful and passionate tone like he just did. Who knew that this kid would make everyone confused with one sentence?

Already.

I'm afraid the allusion of "Beacon fire plays on the princes" is not easy to understand, but the general meaning should have something to do with fireworks. However, the two key words "more than 2,700 years ago" and "six hundred years since the city was founded" can still be heard clearly.

, such a comparison seems like Miami's more than 100 years of history is nothing at all, it is simply weak.

Mr. Jose became speechless on the spot, thinking for a long time about how to change the topic. The most troublesome thing is that he raised the topic, and now he has answered it. It is like he took the initiative to stick his face out and let others hit him.

Chairman Carnell's smile also froze, and he laughed to resolve the awkward atmosphere. He turned around and glared at Jose fiercely, and the meaning was obvious: You are a pig brain, you have no problem competing with the Chinese when you are full.

What history? The whole world knows that their country is an ancient civilization, and tracing its history back thousands of years is like playing.

Zhou Qingfeng also asked kindly: "Do you need me to explain to you what 'playing with beacon fire princes' is? This matter starts from three thousand years ago..."

As soon as he put on his airs, Zhou Qingfeng's momentum suddenly rose. He cursed in his heart: Come on, brag! Keep bragging, who is afraid of whom? I am good at bragging! I will pick a hundred of you one by one.

My ancestors have been in this world for five thousand years, I don’t believe any of you can beat me?!


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