"Have you told your friend and he doesn't believe it?"
"He didn't believe it. My friend at the time thought it was incredible. I told him that the girls in the bar I hung out with were really from poor families. They were from petty bourgeoisie or even middle-class families. They had no financial pressure and they came out to be princesses voluntarily.
Yes, he doesn’t believe anything he says.”
"Is this difficult to understand?"
"Why is it so difficult to understand...those girls who are well off and have no worries about food and clothing are willing to become princesses, but they just want to find more opportunities to meet people in our circle. What are many such girls called nowadays...
.Phoenix girl? There are some things that my friend couldn’t get into the subtle points. At first, he thought their parents had acquiesced, but what parent wants their girls to come out and play like this? Little did they know that it was their own desire to crawl.
The desire to get out of the circle affects the next generation, leading to a subtle change in the outlook of these girls."
"Master Shao has learned well abroad in the past few years, and his words are so profound."
"Hey, I'm kidding, do you think I haven't learned anything in the past few years? But to be honest, these words were actually taught to me by my senior sister...Here, please come over here."
At the red wine tower table on the ground floor of the villa, Shao Yifeng, who had oiled black hair and was wearing a silver-gray casual suit, was standing next to his friends chatting. He suddenly waved to the passing waiter and couldn't help but say "senior sister".
Taking a big sip of red wine, all the red wine in his glass was gone.
However, this amount of wine is worthy of the fat figure of Mr. Shao, whose diameter is comparable to the length of a red wine tower. The two plates on the table next to the wine table contain cold meat, ham and olives. Everything except the olives.
The red wine went down his stomach.
The waiter holding the red wine came with a polite smile and filled his glass with half a glass of red wine. After nodding lightly, he was about to leave but was pulled back by Shao Yifeng. He looked back in confusion only to find that
He rolled his eyes: "You are raising fish, that's all."
"Mr. Shao, pour one-third to maximize the contact surface between the red wine and the air, so that it can wake up quickly..."
"I know, I know, I don't need to educate you. The banquets I attended from abroad were much more advanced than this. I drank and vomited every time, but no one had any opinions. Why do people everywhere have to teach me when I return to China?"
How can I drink?" Shao Yifeng sighed and reached out to take the excellent vintage red wine from the waiter's hand. He filled his glass to the brim, which was as refreshing as pouring rye beer into a fish tank in a bar.
It's a pity that there is no whiskey and coke here, otherwise he can have a glass of modified version of "Bull's Wrath" (vodka, beef broth, lemon, tomato juice), which is very British style. If the tomato juice is replaced by the 83-year-old Petrus wine in hand,
It's more British.
——He did learn a lot abroad, but what he likes most is the various high-end consumption methods. The rich second generation who prides himself on not spending money is the most failed rich second generation. His father gave him
If he can't lose even if he wants to conquer a huge empire, it would seem like the years of studying have been wasted.
"If your dad were here, he would probably take off his belt and whip you, but no one would dare to stop him now." A friend next to Shao Yifeng said jokingly.
"He went abroad to discuss business and has no time to pay attention to me." Shao Yifeng returned the bottle to the waiter, took a big sip and told him, "If my boss asks you to question me, just tell me my name. No one will tell me."
You or whatever, go ahead."
"Thank you, Mr. Shao, for your understanding." With Shao Yifeng's words, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but change his name. Now he nodded gratefully and left.
According to the rules of the wine tasting party, half of his bottle of wine should be left by the end of the party. Now that Shao Yifeng has messed with him like this, he probably won't reach the target. But with what he said just now, his job will be saved, and no one will look for him.
Trouble.
At least in this three-acre area of the coastal city, no matter where you go, those who know the rules and know the world will give the Black Prince Group behind Shao Yifeng some face.
"Corporal Lixian, you are polite. That's okay, my Mr. Shao. Don't the girls in China like you to death when they see you like this?" The friend patted Shao Yifeng's broad shoulder and smiled.
"Who do you think practiced it?" Shao Yifeng drank and shrugged.
After the wine was poured, the waiters flowed into the crowd. The piano music on the second floor of the villa started to become melancholy from the soothing tune at the beginning, but the performance skills were obviously improved. No one in the villa paid attention. Many people
Since I haven’t had much in-depth contact with music, I naturally don’t care much about what the performers are playing. Anyway, as long as they think it sounds good, classy, and high-end, that’s all.
"To be honest, I am actually following the template of my senior sister's ideal boyfriend." Shao Yifeng drank the wine in a very ungraceful manner and smacked his mouth.
"Your senior sister's boyfriend template?"
"My senior sister is very selective in choosing a spouse." Shao Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "First of all, you have to be rich. I don't know anything about it. Secondly, you must be a gentleman with a big heart and an informal mind. If I had been living in the UK for so long,
I can probably get it if I have a gentleman's certificate, but recently I read Shelley's deeds, which made me very emotional. I read a little bit every night, and I can make a little progress every night!"
"How can you be a senior sister? You are directly the lover of my dreams!" My friend also raised his eyebrows, "A high school senior sister? You went to high school in the UK. Is your senior sister also a British-style girl? Do you have any photos? Send them to me.
Brother, can you open your eyes?"
"My senior sister is Chinese, do you want a photo? I'm afraid you will be disrespectful to my senior sister at night." Mr. Shao snorted, "Do you believe me when I say that your senior sister is my senior sister from kindergarten?"
"Why don't you believe it? Mr. Shao is a gentleman and reads Shelley's poems. I think Mr. Shao is a man of long-term love." My friend opened his eyes and told lies. It seemed that the two of them had no experience of going to ten nightclubs in a row.
have to.
"I met my senior sister in kindergarten. At that time, I almost regarded her as a goddess. I said that if Jesus' wife came to earth, she would probably look like my senior sister. So later on, I followed her to whichever school my senior sister attended. It's a pity that
When I was in high school, my senior sister went back to my hometown to study, and my dad wouldn't let me leave the UK, so I gave up and randomly chose a private high school to hang out." Mr. Shao sighed, "Fortunately, I'm thick-skinned enough.
Contact information, recently I have been pestering her to ask her which university she is going to study in. She was so annoyed by me that she almost blocked me. At least she told me that she seemed to be going to study in Kasai... Kasai
Children’s college?”
"Kassel? How can a university have such a down-to-earth name?" My friend pondered for a moment and couldn't remember anyone he knew who had been to this university.
"That's nonsense. When I return to China this time, I will discuss with my father not to go to Eton, but to go to that Cassel College. Even if I have to force money, I will be stuck in Cassel." Mr. Shao was obviously unconscious.
When he misremembered the name of the college, he probably would have kept calling it wrong if he didn't go back and look at the browser search history.
"What conditions make you so determined? Is she really a British princess or the daughter of the UAE chief?"
"Didn't I mention that my senior sister is from China?" Mr. Shao rolled his eyes at him.
"Where exactly is it? Could it be... Kyoto Phoenix Wutongqi?" The friend twitched his eyebrows.
"I don't know...my senior sister comes from aristocratic families, and the aristocratic families that have survived these years are quite impressive no matter where they are, and belong to the real upper class." Mr. Shao also thought about this thing that he had never figured out.
"I only know that our family is really nothing in front of my senior sister, at most it can be considered a second-rate entry?"
"Tsk, tsk, the background is so big? Mr. Shao has far-sighted vision. He really caught up with your senior sister. Your father was so unhappy that he had a cerebral hemorrhage and passed on the family property to you as a bride price?" A friend clinked glasses with Mr. Shao and praised.
"The old man is still strong. I hope he can stay strong for another few decades. I haven't had enough fun yet, and my senior sister isn't chasing him either. If I really chase him, it will take me a few years no matter what." Mr. Shao hummed.
He groaned and took another long sip of wine.
There was a melodious piano sound in the villa. Shao Yifeng, who had been drinking and listening for a while, raised his head inexplicably and looked at the second floor of the villa and asked strangely: "How come there has been playing piano upstairs since just now? This piano player is really messed up.
Ah, after playing for half an hour, shouldn’t it be time to go back to the first movement and start playing again?”
"Young Master Shao still knows how to play the piano?" my friend asked, "Let me guess, did you learn it from your senior sister?"
"That's for sure." Mr. Shao nodded, "My senior sister is very good at playing the piano. For this reason, I went to many more piano concerts so that I can have more things in common with her when she returns to China this year."
"Your senior sister is going back to China?" My friend was a little surprised, "Then I can't see a real person? I really want to see which goblin house charmed our Mr. Shao to the point of losing his soul."
"I don't know, but it's possible. It seems that she wants to come back to our place to attend a charity dinner? I don't know why she is suddenly interested in this thing, but I also received an invitation letter before. If she is interested, I will
I'm interested." Mr. Shao said brightly, "Since it's a charity dinner, of course it's my turn to perform. I just want to show my senior sister that I'm a very caring person."
"As long as you are happy." The friend smiled bitterly and shook his head, then looked at the second floor of the villa where there was obviously a lot of people gathered. "Why are people going up? They can't all go to listen to the piano, right?"
"Someone said that I played the piano really well. This piano player at least started at the performance level, which is not much different from the concerts I attended... Didn't it mean that the piano player tonight was temporarily found? Why did his technique suddenly become better?
"So many?" Mr. Shao also looked up curiously at the second floor, but from the angle of the hall, he couldn't see the grand piano in the back. He could only see a group of men crowding back to the guardrail and watching with red wine glasses.
The scene inside.
A friend on the side casually asked a waiter about the situation, then turned to look at Mr. Shao and said, "I heard from the waiter that there was a young girl who came to the wine tasting party and was playing the piano. She was very pretty.
There are two bodyguards standing next to him...is there such a person? Did we miss it when we came here?"
"Who knows?" Mr. Shao shrugged, "Anyway, I can't play as well as my senior sister, and I'm just not as good-looking as my senior sister."
My friend had a toothache when he heard these words. He always felt that Mr. Shao usually spoke quite normally, but when he talked about his senior sister, he became five years old. He tried to flatter his senior sister in every possible way, as if he was showing off to others.
Like the top-notch toys in the display window, it is enviable...
"Okay, drink less, don't really drink it and vomit, go up and join in the fun." The friend shook his head and pulled Mr. Shao, who rolled his eyes, to go upstairs. There were many guests beside them who noticed the interesting things upstairs.
scene, starting to follow the stairs on both sides to the second floor of the villa.