August 20, 1992 is destined to be a day worth remembering from the world.

Among the five major disasters in the 1990s, Typhoon Andrew, ranked third, officially formed in the Pacific Ocean on this day. It was like a black widow who reaped the American economy, walking slowly outside Florida, the Bahamas, and Louisiana with the black veil of death.

Many American citizens on the beach can even see a huge typhoon beyond imagination, rolling up all the matter, air, sea water, fish in the world... back and forth at the end of the sky.

As you can imagine, there has become a hell.

In history, the third largest typhoon landing in the United States swept the might of destruction and was waiting quietly outside Florida.

At this moment, it was already a level 4 typhoon.

"The fourth-level typhoon number 9201, named 'Andrew,' is changing at an extremely fast speed in the ocean 2,630 nautical miles away from Florida." The Florida Meteorological Bureau, a team of special meteorological commissioners in the Bahamas, is now in a huge villa by the sea, paying attention to the end of the sky, a storm that looks like an embroidered needle.

They know better than anyone else that looking here, it is just an embroidery needle... but once it changes course, it is immediately not an embroidery needle! It is death! The entire Bahamas, Louisiana, and even Florida cannot be spared!

On the computer, lines of numbers and a huge typhoon spinning image kept flowing, and everyone's eyes were filled with red. Although they were tired, no one dared to relax at all.

"Friends, after two days of observation, I think Andrew is weakening. Every number shows this." A middle-aged red-haired man stood up in the villa of more than a dozen elite meteorologists and said in a deep voice: "It is already difficult to maintain the intensity of the tropical storm. Just four hours ago, Andrew's winds weakened repeatedly. I have informed the National Meteorological Administration that Dr. Charles will be here in one hour. Make a final conclusion."

"It's really weakened very much." A black woman looked at the computer and nodded, "It's not level 4 now, it's actually level 3. But I don't agree with the announcement of this matter. More than 2,000 nautical miles are too close to Florida... It can be reached in a short time in a day and a half. In order to make the people and the local government more vigilant, I suggest it still announce it as level 4."

"Agree. Side. No objection. Andrew is too close to the important town of Florida, and even if it dissipates, it cannot relax its guard before it dissipates."

An hour later, an old white man came here. After three hours of discussion and data observation, at 12:59 on August 20, the old man Charles breathed a sigh of relief and showed an undetectable smile: "Andrew is indeed not very harmful. But before this typhoon does not dissipate, we must focus on it with all our might. Once it lands in Florida, the consequences are unimaginable. Tens of billions of dollars cannot make up for this terrifying disaster."

"I understand." Everyone answered together.

No one knows that it is because of this decision that Florida became a hell on earth.

Except for Qin Yuanfeng, no one knew that on the second day after they made this decision, they seemed to be mocking humans for their daring to predict the power of heaven. Typhoon Andrew suddenly intensified and broke out. Not only did it not fall to level 3, but it rushed to the standard line of level 5 typhoons! And it hit Florida at a crazy speed!

120 mph, one and a half days later, Andrew officially landed the Bahamas, and the wind speed increased to 150 mph! Instantly paralyzed the Bahamas! Immediately, he rushed to Hermstand at a speed of 170 mph, and 300,000 people were homeless on the spot! The wires, roads, and bridges were destroyed on a large scale! Thousands of acres of farmland were completely overturned! Then, it swept Louisiana with its last madness.

Just as New Orleans behind Louisiana was ready to evacuate the entire city, this terrifying demon finally dissipated. However, the traces it brought and the losses of unknown tens of billions of dollars made several major cities in South Florida paralyzed! Several bigwigs from central American areas such as the White House and the Pentagon visited Florida to provide disaster relief.

All this only exists in Qin Yuanfeng's mind. Just after he saw this message late at night, he immediately called.

"Qin?" Paul Gorry's voice came from the phone: "It's late in China now, right? Is there anything wrong?"

"Remember what I said to you more than a month ago?" Qin Yuanfeng looked at the American station that was broadcasting the news with a hot look: "You can do it now."

"Time magazine comes with a videotape of the Qin Dynasty's Taishan live performance?" Paul Gorry raised his eyebrows: "Qin, you finally got to know it. You should have done this two months ago! We received a lot of calls, represented by concert halls and art circles. Yes, in Time magazine a week later, I will be responsible for helping you hang the videotape."

Qin Yuanfeng smiled and put down the phone before finally saying another sentence: "Mr. Paul, do you remember that my astrologer said that a great disaster is about to happen? He pointed out that it was Typhoon Andrew, which will sweep across South Florida the day after tomorrow."

"Haha..." Paul Gory laughed: "Qin, you are so humorous. Okay, I'll die first."

Qin Yuanfeng also hung up the phone and shrugged. If he didn't believe it, it would be no wonder that he was not. He felt that he was the Virgin Mary when he did this. Since he still didn't believe it, he naturally accepted the opportunity to make disaster and wealth.

"Peng Jie." He picked up the phone again, no matter what time it was: "Notify Zhang Guorong and the princess, and let them start to go to New Orleans tomorrow. Remember, tell them not to move. They are not allowed to walk out of New Orleans at all. Especially the Bahamas, Hermstein, and Louisiana. Remember."

Hearing Qin Yuanfeng's formal reminder, Peng Jie's sleepiness had already faded away. He immediately said solemnly: "I will notify Mr. Zhang immediately, but in what name?"

"Just say...they're time for them to become famous globally."

"clear."

Qin Yuanfeng did not stop for a moment, time is money, and before Andrew showed his might, everything had to be done. He made arrangements for more than two months, and now this drama is about to begin, and he will never allow any failure.

"Su Heiye, you immediately contact all TV stations and radio stations in Florida. I remember that in early June, I said I wanted to rent all broadcast rights, and we must arrange for us when we want to use them. If you tell me that it has not been completed..."

Time no longer allowed him to hesitate, and his voice was in no way to refuse. Su Heiye immediately said: "Of course, this was rented out by us in the name of Times Group. The time was until September 15th."

"Okay, you contact them immediately, and go there immediately. One day, you only have one day to start this contract. Within three days, all TV stations and radio stations must leave us a seat, half an hour per round, five minutes of playback time. If they want to increase the price, don't contact me. You contact Mr. Zhong directly, and he will grant you directly from the US branch. No matter how much, Florida's communication and public opinion must be in our hands."

"You go with Mr. Zhang and the others. I will contact Mr. Zhong immediately and ask him to pick you up in New Orleans."

When he hung up the phone, he did not stop, but picked up the third phone: "Zhong Han, go to New Orleans immediately, something big will happen in the next three days. Remember, you must never leave New Orleans, especially the Bahamas, Hermstein, Louisiana. Xiaoying will not let her go."

"You have a million dollars in cash in the next two days, prepare for a tour, four days later, starting from the Bahamas, then to Hermstein and finally to Louisiana. Let Zhang Guorong and the princess prepare and protect their voices, and you must stick to it anyway."

He narrowed his eyes: "Can they lay the foundation for the shadow of the future global superstars? This is their first step..."

After hanging up the phone, he called the fourth phone number.

"Hey, I'm Vincent." A voice of some pressure and anxiety came from the phone. This was one of Qin Yuanfeng's private phone calls. Vincent Brownice naturally didn't know.

"It's me." Qin Yuanfeng's voice was hoarse because of excitement. Vincent was quiet for a while and asked in confusion: "What are you?"

"I am Mr. Qin."

On the phone, a sharp zra sound of a seat pulling the ground with a harsh and sharp sound came from Vincent's overjoyed voice: "Dr. Qin, I'm so happy. I didn't expect you to contact me! What's wrong?"

Could it be that it was decided? It was them Carnegie Concert Hall?

This thought came up in a series of ways, which made him unable to suppress the ecstasy in his heart!

"I will have a small concert in a few days, which will be held in South Florida. I want to borrow some relevant personnel from you."

"No problem!" Although it was not the answer he wanted, he was not afraid of the other party asking for a price everywhere, but was afraid of the other party not speaking! Vincent immediately smiled and said, "Tomorrow, I will ask them to get up and go to South Florida. Mr. Qin just needs to send me the contact person."

"Yes. Let them go to New Orleans directly." Qin Yuanfeng did not hang up immediately, but was silent for a few seconds and smiled: "Vincent... I'll ask you again last time, the price you offered last time is your bottom line?"

Vincent was about to speak when Qin Yuanfeng's voice sounded again: "Don't lie to me... I want to listen to the truth."

Vincent sighed and said solemnly: "Dr. Qin, I swear with the global reputation of Carnegie Music Hall, this is indeed the bottom line of our Carnegie Music Hall. We have no hope for the arrival of the President. Russia and the United States are different, we..."

"Okay, I understand." Qin Yuanfeng's smile came: "Vincent, my good friend, remember, I once asked you this."

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