The glass house on the rooftop is isolated from the streets and alleys of Manhattan, and the cold air whizzing by the north.

Under the sun, a greenhouse just forms, and even if the heating is not turned on, you won’t feel cold.

There are some subtle patterns on the glass, and the water droplets generated by the liquidation of water when water vapor is cooled and liquefied, flowing down these gaps from time to time.

Looking at the surrounding scenery through the glass seems a bit distorted, forming a special wonder, as if you are viewing abstract oil paintings.

Anya eats quietly, getting used to the hundreds of millions of dollars in Han Xuan's mouth, and her expression doesn't fluctuate at all.

In her heart, as long as there is enough money, her family was so poor when she was a child, she came here too.

After eating the fried milk I ordered, I looked up and quietly reached the fork to the German salted pig hand on Han Xuan's plate.

Han Xuan Yuguang discovered her actions, but there was an outsider here and didn't say anything, waiting for Dolan to give a reply.

Dolan owns an absolute controlling 71.4% of Madison Garden Plaza, and other stocks flow in the stock market.

His father had three sons in total. Before his death, he transferred his shares in Madison Garden Plaza to him. Dolan used to be irritable and was addicted to alcohol and drugs, but his other two sons were even more unbearable.

It was his turn to take over the company because he was short and tall.

Today, the market value of Garden Plaza is around 310 million US dollars. This is an old building with a premium of 50% that seems to be sincere.

He is very moved now. His market value is market value, but there are not many opportunities to actually exchange it for money.

Han Xuan continued: "The City Hall asked you to renovate Madison Garden Plaza in the past two years. If you renovate it, it would cost at least $150 million.

I haven't had much time to think about it, and the town hall is already preparing to help Donald's stadium select an address, and the news will be announced after Christmas."

Looking at Han Xuan, Dolan thought to herself that she had just said that it was not what you arranged, and now she has revealed her interest in the stadium.

However, doing business is a trick. He didn't believe it was Donald's idea at first. The nouveau riche thought striptease was a sports activity and had no interest in the stadium.

He spoke, "This is how you want to give me time to think about it."

Madison Garden Plaza is my family’s family property. I want to tell my two brothers to make a decision together.

This is my business card, and I will give you a reply within two days.”

Han Xuan looked at Dolan in surprise and did not give any idea about the price. It seemed that he was a decisive person. The price he gave was indeed the highest. Even if he wanted to have a high price, he would not be able to increase it.

"Okay, sir.

Gabriel, give him a business card for me.

Sorry, I have oil on my hands.”

"fine"

Dolan got the answer she wanted to know, and after chatting for a few words, he left first.

Only then did Han Xuan realize that the German swordsman who was so big just now was less than half left, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at Anya.

The girl contacted him with his eyes, slowly moved away, and explained: "There is no meat, it is all bones, so I ate two more pieces."

"There are too few things, and foie gras is just a little bit big!" Martinez turned around, gestured a distance with his two fingers, and complained.

Anderson was so hungry that he finished eating all the cucumbers used for decoration, and nodded seriously, saying that it was right.

Han Xuan had already guessed who the chef of this restaurant was. It was definitely the black chef who went to Ganbao Ocean Ranch to cook on Thanksgiving. The food he made was great, but the portion was small.

I couldn't stand others saying bad things about my father's restaurant and said contempt: "There are all high-end restaurants. People always eat bread at home and come here when they are half full.

Who can eat enough in such a place?

There is also a dessert. If you want to eat, order another one. I want to leave first, there is something to do in the afternoon."

"Forget it, let's go together, where are we going?" Old John asked him.

"I'll send you to my grandfather's house first and put your luggage in there. How many days will you go to New York for a tour of the press conference?"

Cut the German Scarlet Hand.

The process of this dish is particularly complicated. It uses bay leaves, thyme crushed celery, garlic slices, shredded onion, salt, pepper, brandy, etc., mix all the seasonings, apply them on the surface of the pig's hands, and massage them for half an hour to make the ingredients taste delicious.

Then put the pig hands after massage into the fresh-keeping box and marinate them in the refrigerator for 24 hours.

Take it out and rinse it with clean water, steam it in a steamer for 30 minutes before starting baking.

Spread baking foil on the baking sheet with baking leaves, garlic slices, and shredded onion, then place the steamed pig's hands on it, wrap the tin foil, remove the covered tin foil after 50 minutes, and continue baking for 10 minutes.

The finished German salted pig hand has a red color, a strong fragrance, and a layer of oily surface.

Han Xuan took a bite and the crust of the salted pig's hand was very crispy, while the inside was rich in gravy and soft in texture, which was in a strong contrast with its crisp surface.

Plus the chef's special sauce, it was quite delicious and unforgettable. No wonder Anya secretly ate so much and was burping.

The others had finished eating and were now watching Han Xuan. The sound of Martinez swallowing saliva was particularly loud.

I know what he means, but Han Xuan doesn't plan to share it with him. It's not KFC's whole family bucket. It's just half a savage hand, and I can't eat enough by myself.

As long as you relax a little, these people will not be polite.

Everyone served a delicious and beautiful Italian tiramisu cake, Han Xuan ordered chocolate flavor, and the portion Anya ate was filled with rainbow colors. She hesitated for a long time but still couldn't bear to take it.

It was not until Han Xuan poked it with a fork that he started eating.

At the other table, the four cowboys crossed their legs and only grabbed the cake with their hands and stuffed it into their mouths.

He pointed at the Empire State Building and talked about the classic plot of King Kong masturbating on it.

Jones looked at Han Xuan and said, "Put it in the car first, don't ask someone to take us. Anderson bought a map and we went shopping by ourselves.

Martinez wants to help Mieu bring clothes, otherwise he will be miserable."

Anderson burst into laughter.

Han Xuan recalled the name Mie, which seemed to be the extremely strong and thin woman who carried a 150-pound sack and could squat ten times when she was recruiting workers in the ranch in October?

With a frightened look, I looked at Martinez, "You and her..."

Old John said: "Yes, they both worked together recently.

Mieu seemed to have a good impression of Martinez and often asked him to go to Augusta town to play."

Martinez had a headache in an instant and covered his head.

After waiting for half a lifetime, someone finally liked it, but he was a woman who could fight with Tyrannosaurus. When he thought of the other party's strong biceps, he felt air conditioning in his heart.

He bit his lower lip, his face was so sad and angry, and he looked like he was crying, "Last time two bulls were in heat, she used a rope to cover the Belgian blue bulls and pulled one of them down!

I don't like her, but I dare not say that she really knows how to kill me.

I like weaker women.”

Han Xuan's belly twitched because of his smile. After a long time of recovery, he reached out and patted his shoulder: "Actually, Mieu is quite beautiful. If you don't have it, just make do with it."

"I only realized that my personality was good after I met her, but I was afraid that she would abuse me in the future."

"Cough! Cough, cough!" Anya bent over and coughed.

“…”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Han Xuan heard from the mouth of a black man like Martinez that someone was going to abuse him, left the chair, squatted down and covered his stomach and laughed.

With tears in my eyes, I apologized to the nearby diners and continued to laugh (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!