125. Have you gone to New Oriental for further study?
During these few days of living in Corinthia, Chen Dong Chengdu and Song Meng visited all the iconic attractions in London one by one.
Xie Jingyu helped take a lot of photos and made them into photo albums.
Song Meng puts it in her suitcase very preciously. She would be so happy every day when she takes it out and looks at it.
When traveling with Chen Dongcheng, Song Meng was both happy and depressed.
I am happy that I can accompany my favorite person to visit exotic scenery, but I am depressed because Chen Dongcheng's physique is too strong.
Moreover, Chen Dongcheng did not get up the next day. Instead, he was very energetic and went to swim a few laps in the hotel swimming pool.
Chen Dongcheng is particularly satisfied with the fitness center of the Corinthia Hotel.
The designer was once responsible for the design of the London Olympics venues.
Swim a few laps in the pool and get a "jet lag recovery" massage at Corinthia's fourth-floor spa.
The exfoliation all over his body and the pleasant feeling of his scalp being relaxed, Chen Dongcheng always gives the highest tip every time he goes there.
Chen Dongcheng took Song Meng to Savile Row. Berry was stunned when he saw Song Meng.
Then he gave Chen Dongcheng a very subtle smile.
Obviously Berry noticed that the girl who accompanied Chen Dongcheng in the Magic City last time was not the one in front of him.
"This is Robert Berry, Britain's top tailor."
Chen Dongcheng smiled and introduced Berry's identity to Song Meng, and Berry also greeted Song Meng kindly.
"Chen, please come with me. You can try on the suit that I personally modified for you."
Berry said with a proud tone.
The arrogant nature of the British is clearly reflected in Berry.
Of course, I have to admit that Berry's skills are indeed arrogant.
Looking at the neatly ironed gray three-piece suit.
Berry then handed Chen Dongcheng a light blue shirt and a pair of black Derby shoes.
It is rare to see someone wearing a three-piece suit in China, but in the UK it is very common.
Even Berry was wearing a vest all the time in the store.
When Chen Dongcheng finished tidying up and walked out of the dressing room, a tall and handsome man suddenly emerged.
Song Meng's eyes were bright. This was the first time she saw Chen Dongcheng wearing formal clothes.
Berry came over with a face filled with relief: "Perfect, Chen, you are the most handsome Chinese I have ever seen."
"Thanks."
Chen Dongcheng watched as Berry arranged his suit, then took a navy blue pocket square, folded it, and stuffed it into Chen Dongcheng's chest pocket.
"Okay, how's it going? Not bad, right?"
Berry nodded with satisfaction and looked at Chen Dongcheng with a smile.
“Great, the fit is very close to the body.”
Chen Dongcheng answered truthfully, and it turned out that letting Berry take action was the most correct decision.
Berry was still so arrogant: "Of course, Chen, I can guarantee that the other nine shops on this street will never let a tailor at the same level as me modify it for you."
I had already paid the bill and chatted in the store for a while.
The hotel attendant and Pang Zhengyang loaded large and small bags into the trunk of the Rolls-Royce.
"How about you wear more clothes like this in the future?"
Song Meng took Chen Dongcheng's arm and walked out of the store and said suddenly.
"Why?"
"You are so handsome. You don't know that when you walked out of the dressing room just now, I felt like I was watching the male protagonist in a TV series."
Song Meng danced and gestured with excitement on her face.
"Okay, I'm going to London. I have to do some shopping and go back."
When Song Meng heard that Chen Dongcheng said he wanted to go back, she couldn't help but said with regret: "Are we going back now?"
"Yeah, I've been out for a few days, and I need to go to both companies."
Chen Dongcheng touched Song Meng's long hair: "When I come to London next time, I will take you with me, okay?"
"Really?"
Song Meng said in surprise: "You must not lie to me."
The major shopping streets in the UK are still very bright.
Following Xie Jingyu's recommendation, Chen Dongcheng first took Song Meng to Oxford Street.
Oxford Street is considered one of the busiest streets in Europe, as famous as Fifth Avenue in New York, the United States, and the Champs Elysées in Paris, France.
Some people also jokingly call it Wangfujing in the capital and Nanjing Road in the magic city.
When I came here, I saw a huge flow of people.
The buildings on both sides are in Tudor style, majestic, noble and elegant.
Chen Dongcheng saw many compatriots completing their shopping in very simple English.
It feels like they don't even bother to pay, just like those stores that don't charge any money.
The other Regent Street and Bond Street have their own characteristics. I walked around and bought some gifts.
I also bought the suits I needed to buy, and this trip was quite complete.
Chen Dongcheng is actually quite interested in those high-end apartments and villas in the UK.
But for now, I can only watch it eagerly and wait until later.
The world's richest people are speculating on houses in London, even if Chen Dongcheng has 100 million now.
But when you come to London to buy, you can buy a small villa at most.
As for a large villa covering an area of several thousand square meters, I can definitely afford it in my dream.
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After having dinner and breakfast with British Airways, we finally arrived at Shuangliu Airport at 9 am.
Song Meng looked depressed, and the two of them had a bit of a fuss before leaving yesterday.
Even with the jet lag, I followed Chen Dongcheng off the plane in a daze.
"Would you like to find a hotel and leave tomorrow?"
Chen Dongcheng asked with concern.
"No, it's only nine o'clock, let's go back early."
Song Meng looked at the time and yawned: "Sister Manting's parents are here. I have to go and see them no matter what."
"Well, then I'll let Jingyu buy the ticket."
Chen Dongcheng nodded to Xie Jingyu, who immediately went to buy tickets, while Pang Zhengyang looked at the luggage.
After buying the tickets, Xie Jingyu and Pang Zhengyang went to check in their luggage.
I went to London and picked up two more big boxes.
It contained Chen Dongcheng's suits, shirts, etc., as well as clothes and bags bought for Song Meng.
Chen Dongcheng arranged for Xie Jingyu to secretly buy the gifts for Li Xingyao and Zhuang Manting.
Song Meng accompanied her to England, and the two at home couldn't treat each other favorably, right?
Don’t miss out on the gifts you should bring.
By the time we arrived in Pengcheng, it was already half past one.
Song Meng has no appetite. The meals on international flights are all the same, and the meals on domestic flights are even more difficult to describe.
After getting off the plane, Xie Jingyu contacted two male employees of Sundong Technology in advance.
They drove a Bentley and a Panamera to pick them up.
"Hello, Director Chen."
The two male employees who drove over were stunned when they saw Song Meng was worried, and they quickly lowered their heads and pretended not to notice.
My dear, Song Meng is actually Director Chen’s woman!
The two male employees looked at each other, feeling a little depressed.
The company originally had two golden flowers, one was Zhuang Manting and the other was Song Meng.
Zhuang Manting, they don't even dare to think about it.
Not to mention that Zhuang Manting is the general manager of the company, just the fact that Chen Dongcheng is a woman is enough to completely stop them from thinking about it.
Song Meng usually has a lively personality in the company. She is also the company's receptionist and is regarded as a goddess by the male employees of the company.
Fortunately, it turns out that the two golden flowers belong to Mr. Chen.
Xie Jingyu gave five hundred to each of them, and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you for your hard work, this is your lost work pay."
The male employee was a little embarrassed, but he accepted the offer after being polite.
I originally thought I would go out for fun, but I didn't expect I could earn 500 yuan.
As expected of Mr. Chen, the secretary is so generous with his actions.
What kind of goddess do you want? Doesn’t she look good for five hundred dollars?
The goddess is out of reach, but you can find one for five hundred dollars...
Two male employees helped, and several large boxes filled the trunks of both cars.
Xie Jingyu and two employees were sitting in the Paramelari, while Pang Zhengyang drove the Bentley back to the west bank of the mangroves.
The security guard at the door was also familiar with Chen Dongcheng's Bentley.
There are many rich people in the community. When Chen Dongcheng takes a break from his morning jog, he will go to the security room to brag with them and he gets to know them very well.
The two male employees followed suit and moved the things. After they finished moving, they bowed politely and left.
If they don't dare to read the rest of the content, they will lose their jobs.
The job is pretty good now, but they don't want to be fired.
"Director Chen, Zhengyang and I will go out first. If you need anything, please call us."
"Okay, you guys should also take a rest. I've worked hard on you during this period."
Chen Dongcheng gave Pang Zhengyang and Xie Jingyu three thousand each.
Wages are wages, this is considered a bonus.
"Thank you, boss."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen."
After Xie Jingyu and Pang Zhengyang thanked them, they closed the door and went downstairs together.
Song Menglai lay in Chen Dongcheng's arms and said softly: "I'm hungry."
"Okay, you go take a shower first, and I'll cook."
Song Meng has not yet tasted Chen Dongcheng's improved skills.
He stood on tiptoes and kissed her, then went upstairs to take a shower.
Chen Dongcheng took a look at the ingredients in the refrigerator. They were full of vegetables and meat.
One look at it and you can tell that Zhuang Manting has been at home during this time.
Take off your suit jacket and put it on the sofa.
Chen Dongcheng unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolled it up, and walked to the kitchen to start.
After mastering Cantonese cuisine, Chen Dongcheng thought that he should also learn Sichuan cuisine in the future.
There are multiple skills and multiple paths. Maybe any girl doesn’t like Cantonese food and she has an alternative.
Song Meng didn't feel very well today. She didn't eat much on the plane and her stomach was empty.
I just washed up, changed into a set of pajamas and went downstairs.
Seeing Chen Dongcheng who was concentrating on cooking in the kitchen, Song Meng quietly walked behind Chen Dongcheng and hugged Chen Dongcheng tightly from behind.
"Why did you take a shower so quickly today?"
Chen Dongcheng asked with a smile.
"I miss you and don't want to be separated from you for so long."
Song Meng watched Chen Dongcheng stir-fry skillfully and smelled the tangy aroma of the food.
"It smells so good."
Chen Dongcheng pointed to the two prepared dishes: "Bring them to the table first. These two dishes will be ready soon. Put the rice on the table."
"knew."
Song Meng obediently brought the dishes to the table, filled up two more bowls of rice, took out the yogurt from the refrigerator and drank it.
"Okay, come and have dinner."
Chen Dongcheng looked at Song Meng drinking yogurt and frowned: "Don't drink it before meals. It's not good for your stomach if it's cold."
Song Meng curled her lips and put the yogurt aside.
After sitting down and having a taste, I immediately looked at Chen Dongcheng in surprise.
"You went to New Oriental to study?"
"Fix it."
Chen Dongcheng was eating his meal and almost choked.