Chapter 297 The Three Autumns Are Not Seen, Like Every Other Day
It took four days just to go through the bank procedures for the 30 million euros. Han Qi spent two of these four days sleeping and resting. To regain the energy from staying up late and losing money these days, he went to Rome for a walk.
Big business district.
What is Italian fashion most famous for?
Customized suits.
Throughout Europe, no matter what country, most of the top-quality suits are customized in Italy.
The best clothing stores are not located in the center of the city, but in the old city.
Who goes to the shopping malls in Rome most often?
Tourists.
If they were asked to spend thousands or tens of thousands to customize an Italian suit, many people would agree. But if it uses the best fabrics and the best tailors, it would not be worth tens of thousands. So those clothes made a hundred years ago
Wherever the old store was opened, it is still there now.
Usually you see very gorgeously decorated and very large suit shops, which sell a lot of ready-to-wear clothing, and most of them are just to deceive foreign tourists.
Maybe it can’t be said to be a scam. You get what you pay for. The suits produced in this kind of store are indeed handmade, and they are indeed of better quality than many suits bought for tens of thousands of dollars outside. It all depends on the person involved.
Got an idea.
Denise took Han Qi to an old store that was said to have a history of two hundred years. An entire three-story building belonged to this store.
Choose fabric, choose lining, measure arm span and waist.
Han Qi didn’t know until today that you can actually choose the lining by yourself for custom-made Xizhuan, and some of the linings here look like the ones cut out of newspapers, with words on them... but it’s really comfortable to touch. I don’t know what it is.
Material.
The best fabric he had ever seen was actually Norwegian sheep wool.
Ingrid told Han Qi that the sweaters in Iceland were the best. Han Qi made up his mind to visit this winter to see what scenery this small country has to offer.
Anyway, four days later, the money arrived.
Han Qi's shriveled wallet suddenly received a few extra zeros, which made Han Qi, who walked out of the manor and sat on the bus, stare at his phone for half a minute.
The small fractions before were actually quite a lot. In many cities in the country, one can afford a commercial building of more than 100 square meters. But now it is really just a bunch of fractions, which makes Han Qi feel like disappearing.
It feels like I don’t care about the last few numbers.
Is this what it feels like to be rich?
No, this should just be the feeling of the nouveau riche.
In the past few days, he has seen savings in rich people like Sir Contao... He has a huge wealth, but apart from food and clothing, his quality of life is just that of a very normal old man, who usually strolls in the garden and plays with the puppies.
Not as wasteful as Han Qi at all.
However, this kind of person usually wastes a lot of money. For example, he gave Han Qi the 30 million euros.
Not to mention 30 million, even if it was only 20 million or 15 million, Han Qi could draw him.
Now he is well-known in Europe, and his paintings have been highly promoted, but he has not received any money.
The first painting will have to wait until the exhibition time in the gallery has passed before it can be bought by a wealthy Norwegian man. Even if the second painting is sold after a while, the money will have to wait until the gallery exhibition time has passed.
to get it.
At least it will be a year later.
Now he only earns a few million in China, which is less than two million in euros. This is tens of millions more...
How to use it?
The bus stopped again. No one got off. Instead, a group of people who wanted to return to the city from the ruins got on. One after another, there were about twenty people at a glance, taking all the remaining seats in the bus.
It was occupied, and the person who came up from behind didn't even have a seat.
Han Qi held up his white baseball cap and sighed... he should take a taxi.
It's just a little hard to wait.
It’s difficult to wait for taxis in many countries. In some places, you even need to call the taxi company before they will send someone to pick you up. Obviously there is no bus, and this line is still the most popular line, passing through the most important route in Rome.
Attractions, the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
When Han Qi arrived in Rome, he went straight to the airport without finding a hotel to stay.
If there was no such thing as Lord Contao, Han Qi should be in Norway at this time, or on the plane from Florence to Norway.
It is indeed very late. A few days ago, the Tromsø City Hall called Han Qi and said that the main body of the house was almost completed. The foreman expected the construction to be August 20th, but now it is August 10th.
Four.
I flew there and probably had to rest for two days before going to the library to sign.
Although the Tromsø City Hall has hired a Chinese architect to serve as the supervisor, Han Qi is the designer of the building and the chief producer. The construction team cannot even leave the construction site without his signature, so the City Hall is also very anxious and wants Han Qi to
Go there early.
If there is anyone who is looking forward to Han Qi's arrival more than the workers who are looking forward to their holidays, it is definitely Ingrid.
She confirmed the flight information with Han Qi over and over again, hoping to come and pick him up when Han Qi came to Norway. Asking this question several times gave Han Qi a headache, but she was undoubtedly very touched. No one except her family cared so much.
he.
It's not too far from Italy to Norway. Han Qi got on the plane in the evening and flew to Norway in the early morning.
If you include the time difference, the flight actually doesn't take more than a few hours.
His luggage is still very small. After the custom-made clothes are made, if Han Qi doesn't ask someone to pick them up, they will help you transport the clothes to any place in the world.
It’s just that the shipping cost is also very expensive.
When he walked out of the airport, it was drizzling like silk outside the transparent ceiling. All the people who were picking him up walked inside the airport. He walked quickly again. From a glance, there must be at least one or two hundred people here.
But he still discovered Ingrid right away.
She wears a pink baseball cap, a pink and white cartoon short-sleeved upper body, and ripped jeans. She looks very young and beautiful.
Ingrid undoubtedly saw Han Qi's figure for the first time. She suppressed her desire to scream and ran towards Han Qi. She was half a head shorter than the sun and could easily bury her little head in Han Qi's body.
His chest, his hands hugged Han Qi tightly.
Han Qi dragged the suitcase with one hand and held Ingrid with the other.
"You've never seen me like this before, so you're not afraid of marrying the wrong husband?"
Ingrid didn't even raise her head. Listening to the tone that she could hear every day in her dreams, she lowered her voice and said with a cry: "How could I forget you? When it comes to you, have you missed me? That one is called
Are Denise’s girls pretty?”
"Beautiful, but not one ten thousandth as good as you."
Strong feelings broke out between the two of them, instantly sweeping through their hearts and igniting the longing they had not seen for months.
Han Qi pushed Ingrid away slightly, who was clinging to him like an octopus, touched her delicate face and said: "We have a saying in China, which means that if we haven't seen each other for a day, we miss her as if we were separated by three autumns."
Ingrid nodded vigorously and touched the tears that secretly shed.
"But I feel that even if I haven't seen you for such a long time, it's only one day since I found you today. The time I spent with you seems like yesterday."
"Hmph..."
Ingrid felt itchy in her heart and wanted to laugh happily, but she still buried her head in Han Qi's chest.
