Yifu hung a row of suits on his left hand and a row of coats on his right hand. He came to the counter loudly and put the clothes in his hands on the counter one by one. Then he quickly walked into the counter and took out the only two items. The clothes were simulated on mannequins, and the two mannequins were put on suits respectively, and Chu and Long were tried on.
The tops of single and double-breasted suits were worn on the two mannequins respectively, and matched with vests and trousers. Yifu introduced the materials of the two clothes respectively. Chu Long valued suits much more than Lin. Corporal En, this can be seen from Corporal Lin's nonchalant drinking of coffee. Perhaps the military uniform is the most beautiful outfit in Corporal Lin's heart.
Chu Long reached out and touched different suit tops, feeling the different textures. He touched a single-breasted gray suit top, looked at Yves and said: "It seems that you are really busy recently, and you are so busy paying attention to details. Already forgotten."
Yifu was originally confused as to why Chu Long said that, but when Chu Long moved his hand to a certain place on the suit jacket, he touched his forehead, his face full of embarrassment. There was an inconspicuous color difference in the pockets. , there is a touch of black on one side of the gray suit pocket, and there are imperceptible lines at the connection port.
This kind of mistake shouldn't have happened to an experienced person like Yves. Even he himself didn't know when such a defective product got mixed in. This is something that ordinary people can't see. If To professionals, this is a joke.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't expect this to happen." Yifu sincerely apologized to Chu Long and the others, saying that it was just an accident.
Chu Long waved his hand to show that he didn't care. After looking at a few suits again, he didn't like any of them. He just picked two coats with good cold protection and left Yifu's clothing store.
To be honest, when I first met Yves, I never noticed anything special about this man, but today I have to admire his decisiveness. It’s not that Yves dared to admit his mistakes, but that Facing pressure from both inside and outside, be decisive in choosing the path that suits you.
Going to the United States for development is certainly very risky and may result in losses, but the current international situation is one of "cold treatment". No one knows whether a war will break out next. Even London, the capital of the United Kingdom, is still severely affected.
Except for the newspaper industry, all walks of life are becoming increasingly depressed and business is difficult to do. In the long run, for legacy industry businessmen like Yves, there is a possibility of sitting on nothing. After all, he only inherited a clothing store, not a tailor's craftsmanship. I can understand it but I can’t do it.
Skills can make people have food in troubled times and peace years. But Yves is good at management. His father gave him a clothing store for more than ten years. From being unknown to being well-known in London, it can be seen that Yves has managed the clothing store very well. It's impressive, but being able to run a business doesn't mean you're skilled in skills.
Some people may say that in such a big city, there must be a lot of tailors in London. Just hire them, so why should you know how to do it yourself? During the Cold War, a large number of industrial and technical personnel fled to the countryside to take refuge. Compared with the degree of destruction in the city, some rural areas On the contrary, it is relatively safe.
"It's time to leave. So many things have happened in a short period of time, it's really unimaginable." Chu Long walked on the street, looked at the few pedestrians on the roadside, and said to Corporal Lin En.
"This is like a battlefield. No one knows what will happen to you or what you will experience in the next second." After listening to Chu Long's words, Corporal Lin En stopped for a moment. His eyes seemed to have penetrated the boundaries of time and space, and he saw what he had been there.
The self who experienced blood and fire on the battlefield.
Chu Long didn't notice that Corporal Lin En had stopped at the first time. He took a few steps forward and heard the sigh behind him, only to find Lin En who was frozen in place.
"Corporal, what's wrong with you?"
"Ah! It's nothing, I remembered some things from the past." Chu Long's sudden words brought Lin En, who was trapped in memories, back to reality.
"Corporal, you are also a person with stories!" Chu Long said looking at Corporal Lin En who had come back to his senses.
"Who doesn't have a story? Chu" Corporal Lin En said meaningfully, and then walked forward.
"Looks like you know something, huh!" Looking at Corporal Lin En's back, Chu Long snorted coldly.
"Corporal, don't walk so fast, wait for me!"
roberts estate
"Slow down! Be gentle, that is an important code of the ancient Babylonian kingdom, so be gentle." Steward Scott shouted loudly to the porters.
"Okay, Steward Scott." Several young and strong young men carried a stone pillar more than two meters high towards the two-story building in front of them.
This is not the first time. They were specially hired to clean the exhibition hall for the Charles Institute. The two-story exhibition hall with an area of 1,000 square meters in front of them is the place where the young men need to clean on a daily basis. All cultural relics are cleaned by specialized personnel.
The maintenance staff are maintaining these historical relics purchased at a high price so that they will not be destroyed over time.
Dean Charles stood by the window of the study and watched the scene happening downstairs blankly. He had a lot of thoughts in his heart. To be honest, his hobby was really a waste of money. In the eyes of ordinary people, stone pillars cost ordinary people a lot of money.
It is impossible to earn money in a lifetime to buy them. Seeing them displayed in their own exhibition hall is really a joyful feeling. This feeling is like the feeling of marrying a beloved woman and holding her in your arms.
His son has been in a bad mood since he was attacked. Even though it is certain that James' injury has improved, he is still angry at the rats hiding in the dark. There seems to be a fire rising in his heart, making him angry every moment.
Roasted by flames.
These collections sent by friends are like timely rain, which extinguishes the raging flames in my heart, but I still feel uncomfortable in my heart. After all, no one cares about their children. This collection will bring their attention to
The power transfer prevents you from being unable to sleep well every day, which effectively relieves your mental fatigue.
Hesel, a veteran driver who has been driving for him for seven or eight years, is conscientious and responsible. No matter it is windy or rainy, or in any bad weather, he can safely deliver him to his destination. He is the only son in the family. In the early years of his parents,
In addition to being able to drive, he also had good cooking skills and could cook more authentic Japanese food than the Japanese. I once wanted him to work in the kitchen as a chef.
It can be said that no one, including his own family, regards him as a lowly driver, but as a family member, an indispensable family member. But just now, a piece of news from a London hospital made him feel like he was in heaven.
It felt like going to hell. The doctor said that Hessel might become a vegetative state. This news was really unacceptable to him, and his mood instantly turned gloomy. Even the collection in front of him could not be saved.
"Mr. Charles!"
"Mr. Charles!"
The maid held a cup of freshly brewed coffee and stood at the open door of the room. After knocking gently, she greeted Dean Charles who was standing at the window.
Nearly ten years of experience as a maid made her very familiar with the habits of her master. The dean hated it when people barged into the room without knocking. This would make the other person feel very insecure, so all servants and patrol personnel
Know that even if the other person is "wandering away", you must knock on the door first to remind the other person that they are coming in.
"Ah! Put the coffee on the table and close the door!" Dean Charles, who had come back to his senses, glanced at the maid at the door, ordered, and looked out the window again.
"Okay, sir." After the maid put down the coffee, she slowly exited the room and closed the door.
"Dingle bell!"
"Dingle bell!"
The ringing of the phone once again interrupted Dean Charles' silence. He walked to his desk, picked up the phone, and said in a deep voice: "Hello! Hello!"
"Dean, your voice sounds very worried!" The familiar thick male voice sounded again, and Charles knew who it was without having to guess.
"Relph, I'm not in a good mood. Hesel may be in a vegetative state." He took the phone and opened the drawer. What came into view was a pipe that could relieve his sorrow and a box of cut tobacco.
"This is really not good news. He is a good man." After hearing this, Ralph was silent for a moment and said, and then the voice came again from the other side of the phone: "Dean, I believe what I say next should be able to divert your attention.
Low mood."
"Good news?" Dean Charles asked.
"Further news, Dean."
"That's right, Dean, two days ago we found suspected important members of the Divine Light Church outside a hat shop in London."
"Who is it?"
"I believe this person is familiar to you, Dean."
Ralph whetted Charles' appetite and spoke slowly, as if squeezing out toothpaste. This made Dean Charles on the phone have the urge to beat him up.
"Relph, if you keep talking nonsense next second, I believe you will never get even 1 penny from me in the future."
"Algernon, Dean, don't worry, you can easily get angry if you look like this!" said Ralph.
"Algernon? Who is he? Why don't I remember?" Charles hesitated and asked.
"Ah! By the way, his original name was O'Hara." After hearing this, Ralph on the other end of the phone realized that the other party had changed his name.
"O'Hara, translator? That young corporal who has served as an out-of-field translator many times, are you talking about him?" After hearing this name, Dean Charles felt that it sounded familiar.
The Royal Military Academy Sandhurst is divided into five colleges: Old College, New College, Chiyang College, Shrivenham College, and Shenghui College.
O'Hara, a student of the old college, is one of the fastest-promoted students in the college in the past twenty years. He has maintained top grades in many subjects and is better than most students of the same class. For weapons operation, among the students of the same class, he ranks first.
Ranked first for two consecutive years. Proficient in four languages: English (purely English), French, Japanese, and Chinese. He is particularly outstanding among students of the same class. He served as a translator twice while in school, and attended military meetings with senior college officials.
Meeting.
What is particularly eye-catching is that he has not yet finished his studies and mysteriously disappeared after returning home from vacation. It is suspected to be related to a local murder case.