After negotiating this important deal, Wang Yaocheng happily interacted with the top upper-class people in the British Peninsula, showing unprecedented social patience and a great attitude.
"Dear Her Majesty Princess Diana, it is a great honor to meet you."
"Thank you! Boss Mr. Wang, thank you very much for donating 2 million pounds to my charity foundation. I will tell Her Majesty the Queen about your good deeds. You should get enough praise. God bless you."
"Your heart is as pure and pure as your beautiful face, and as full of kindness." Wang Yaocheng said polite words and introduced Si Wanru to Her Highness the Princess; "This is my fiancée Si Wanru, I hope to get your blessing.
As he said this, Wang Yaocheng had already asked the dinner photographer to come over, and happened to see the famous politician Mr. Tony Blair next to him, looking at him with envy;
"Come together, Mr. Blair."
"Oh, of course that's good."
Tony Blair stood over happily. He knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess did not like to see politicians, so he consciously stood next to Wang Yaocheng.
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It turns out that Wang Yaocheng is standing in the C position, with the noble Princess on one side and the Prime Minister two years later on the other. This photo is awesome.
Her Royal Highness the Princess had a very cold temperament, so she left after chatting lightly for a few words.
"King Boss, I think you should consider applying for British citizenship, which will be of great help to your career. Her Royal Highness the Princess highly commends your remarkable personal achievements and generous charitable acts, so you may be able to obtain...well, a knighthood."
Commander-in-Chief Medal."
As a qualified politician, Mr. Tony Blair's favors are considerate and light-hearted.
If Wang Yaocheng wants to obtain any nationality, it should not be difficult at all, which is a plus for Mr. Tony Blair.
Don’t capitalist countries want to attract investment?
Just stop creating jobs?
Don’t you welcome big capitalists to invest?
Looking around the world, the richest billionaire is the young man in front of me, not to mention that the honor given by the royal family has nothing to do with Mr. Tony Blair.
"Haha, I won't accept it." Wang Yaocheng didn't have to hide his opinion; "Please convey my opinion to the royal family. I am a person who stands at the top of the world. I will not mix with thousands of people and receive nothing."
The Knight Commander Medal, I don't need it to add a glimmer of glory to me, it is more likely to be difficult for me to accept."
Wang Yaocheng pointed to his chest domineeringly; "I am the richest man in the world this year. In my life, this position can only belong to me, and the other 5.7 billion people can only compete for second place, so... thank you!"
"Well said!"
The great directors Spielberg and Steve Jobs came over with applause. They were close business partners, and they also had the same arrogant and independent personalities.
"I already regret accepting the Order of the Lord Commander. It was a mistake. It makes me look ordinary. Can I return it to Her Majesty the Queen?"
"I'm afraid not." Tony Blair shook his head with a wry smile; "If you obtain British citizenship, you may be awarded the higher-level Royal Victoria Medal, or even the Order of St. Michael and St. George. This is a noble honor."
This guy still spoke with a hint of deceit, and Wang Yaocheng, Jobs, and Spielberg laughed almost at the same time.
We are all old demons of thousands of years, what kind of gossip are we doing in front of us?
After a while
Wang Yaocheng had a very speculative chat with the Earl of Grantham in the corner. This was a staid old-fashioned British aristocrat who paid attention to aristocratic etiquette in every move. He was the type of old money that Wang Yaocheng hated the most, and he liked to engage in closed and rigid small business.
Circle, exclude outsiders.
Now it seems that the conversation was going well, and Wang Yaocheng accepted the invitation of Earl of Grantham to spend a pleasant afternoon at Downton Abbey in Yorkshire.
The reason is that the Earl of Grantham is a shareholder of HSBC, with only 1.72% of the shares.
In their aristocratic circle, there are still many people who hold HSBC shares, and the number of people who add up to a lot is not small.
These people are usually difficult to get in touch with, and Wang Yaocheng will certainly not let them go if he has the opportunity. It's better to become familiar with them first, and then take a closer look at them later.
One thing about the British is very admirable. In the eyes of these old white moneymakers, as long as they have the right chips, there is almost nothing that cannot be sold.
Including the castle that has been passed down from ancestors for hundreds of years, everything is OK.
It was not until nightfall that Wang Yaocheng said goodbye to the upper class people with a smile on his face, and left the social place with Si Wanru, who kept yawning.
"Brother Cheng, ah..." Si Wanru patted the yawning mouth with her white hands; "Tonight, my face froze when I smiled. Please don't ask me to participate in such painful things in the future. It's really a disaster."
What a serious crime! I need to put on a facial mask immediately when I get back."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wang Yaocheng followed suit.
two days later
Hampshire, Highclere Castle (the prototype of "Downton Abbey")
Starting from London, it’s about a two-hour drive, passing through the Cotswolds area of Oxford. After about an hour, we arrived at Bampton, a quaint and quiet English village. The spire of St. Mary’s Church brings with it a rich countryside.
Style.
This is the last small village encountered on the way to High Collier Castle. Continuing forward, you enter the castle territory, follow the winding asphalt road over streams and forests, and you can see a magnificent Victorian palace-style castle in the distance.
This is a classical building with a strong British style, and is one of the most beautiful castles in England.
The castle is located on a vast meadow covering an area of 1,000 hectares, surrounded by forests and rivers, and the scenery is charming.
A group of nobles came on horseback from afar. They were all pure-blood tall and valuable horses. "Welcome, guests from afar, please follow us into the manor."
Wang Yaocheng; "Thank you! Kind knight, I hope it won't delay your return home for lunch."
One of the noble knights in front smiled; "Boss, Mr. Wang, I am honored to have lunch with you."
"I don't know how to have aristocratic etiquette. How can I be comfortable?"
"We usually don't follow aristocratic etiquette. It's too tiring and complicated. Here you can relax to your heart's content. Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. I am Viscount Cambury."
Wang Yaocheng; "I remember...Cambury seems to be a duke, right?"
Viscount Cambury is really a bit confused. It takes more than a few sentences to explain this. First of all, we have to start with family inheritance and origin, as well as the inheritance of aristocratic history.
To say that they are related, they are indeed related by blood, but the twists and turns are far away.
Sitting in the car, Wang Yaocheng was in a good mood. He was teasing Menzi with these noble knights. Si Wanru beside him punched his shoulder with a small fist in an angrily and funny way: "You have a lot of things to do, so you can be more serious."