Shi Zhijian got up from the hotel bed, got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. Wearing a nightgown, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room of the luxury suite of Sky Tower Hotel, looking out the window.
The weather in the UK is gloomy. Even after eight o'clock in the morning, there is still a layer of fog outside. Looking around, it is hazy, which makes Shi Zhijian easily think of the Gothic world of his favorite writer, His Majesty Edgar Allan Poe.
--Dark, damp, and full of strangeness.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a knock on the door.
Yan Xiong poked his head out, looked at Shi Zhijian and asked, "Mr. Shi, do you want to have breakfast together?"
Shi Zhijian nodded, "The food these ghost guys have is nothing delicious, so just a sandwich and an omelette!"
"Okay!"
Since coming to the UK, Ax Jun has been responsible for Shi Zhijian's personal safety, while Yan Xiong has been responsible for Shi Zhijian's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Shi Zhijian has a mouth full of food and is not used to eating Western food. If there is a chance, Yan Xiong will personally cook Chinese food for Shi Zhijian.
Not to mention, Yan Xiong had eaten all kinds of delicacies when he was in Hong Kong, and his cooking skills turned out to be very sharp. According to Yan Xiong himself, if he hadn't joined the police force, he would have almost changed his career to become a chef.
Now that he was in a hotel and didn't have the conditions to cook by himself, Shi Zhijian had to make do with it.
After breakfast, when I returned to the hotel room, a white guy brought me a suit.
Yan Xiong stopped the man and wondered why he didn't know about it. The man said that Mr. Shi ordered it himself.
Only then did Yan Xiong let people in.
Shi Zhijian was immersed in sorting out information at the moment. When Yan Xiong said that someone had given him a suit, he put down the information and stood up and walked out.
In the living room, he saw Ax Jun sitting at the coffee table playing cards alone. The cards kept changing in his hands, making Shi Zhijian wonder if he had seen the "God of Gamblers".
In fact, these are just some tips for playing cards. When Ax Jun came to the UK, he had nothing to do for a lot of time, so he taught himself and had fun playing poker.
Over there, Yan Xiong was carefully inspecting the suit. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the suit was customized according to Shi Zhijian. The style was much wider, and the color was not Shi Zhijian's favorite white, but black and gray, which looked very...
Old-fashioned.
"Mr. Shi, did you order the wrong thing? How do you wear these clothes?" Yan Xiong asked Shi Zhijian, who was walking over.
Shi Zhijian smiled and said: "That's right, this dress was indeed custom-made by me!"
Shi Zhijian smiled and tipped the white guy who delivered the suit.
When the white guy saw that it was ten pounds, he didn't expect Shi Zhijian to be so generous. The tips he usually received were four or five pence, so he happily bowed to Shi Zhijian and thanked him.
After the white guy left, Shi Zhijian continued: But they are not for me to wear!"
"If you don't wear it, then who should wear it?"
"you!"
"What, me?" Yan Xiong pointed to his nose with a surprised look on his face.
Ax Jun, who was playing cards next to him, couldn't help but look up and wondered why Mr. Shi was so kind to Yan Xiong and even customized clothes for him himself.
Yan Xiong was happy, "Mr. Shi, thank you, I didn't know you would care about me so much!"
"You're welcome, you should! Who asked you to contribute next!"
"Contribute? Uh, what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to meet someone!" Shi Zhijian took the suit and pointed at Yan Xiong, "Mrs. Jennifer Deborah."
As Shi Zhijian spoke, he took out a photo from his body and saw an old white woman covered in jewels appearing in the photo.
It would be nice if the old woman was good-looking, but unfortunately she was so skinny that she looked like she was about to be buried in half.
Yan Xiong almost choked to death, "Ahem, you want me to see her? What are you doing?"
"Seduce her!"
"Ahem!" Yan Xiong was really about to die this time, "No way, Mr. Shi! I can't do it. How can I use the beauty trick when I look like this? Why not let Ajun do it? He is tall and handsome.
, he will definitely succeed if he goes up there!"
Yan Xiong didn't want to chew on this old bone, so he hurriedly passed the job to Ax Jun.
The ax clattered, and the playing cards in his hand flew away, but he quickly gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Shi, if you ask me to do it, I will do it!" He looked completely loyal.
"Now, Mr. Shi, you also heard that Jun said that he is willing! Why not just give him this very challenging job! I will support him mentally behind the scenes!"
Shi Zhijian shook his head: "No, Ajun can't do it, he's too young!"
"It's great to be young and full of energy. It's not a problem to do it seven times a night!" Yan Xiong was afraid that Shi Zhijian would throw this old bone to him again.
"It's a pity that Ms. Deborah likes old men, especially ones like you!" Shi Zhijian pointed at Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong's face changed: "Mr. Shi, please stop playing with me, I'm so scared! Is there any woman in this world who doesn't like handsome boys and likes me, an old sweet potato?"
"I'm telling you the truth, do you think I'm joking?" Shi Zhijian took out another photo from his arms as he spoke: "This is Ms. Deborah's first love. She met her in Hong Kong back then. Unfortunately, fate has its way with people.
, in the end she failed to fulfill her wish."
"Uh, who is so lucky?" Yan Xiong looked at the photo carefully. It was okay if he didn't look at it. But he was shocked when he saw that the person in the photo looked so much like him, with silky eyebrows and triangular eyes.
, a lion nose and a wide mouth, but the man was dressed in the style of the Republic of China, and he looked like an "old-timer" at first glance.
"This person looks too...like me, doesn't he?" Yan Xiong couldn't help but finish, and immediately corrected himself after saying, "But this is not the reason why you have to let me take action - I have a family in Hong Kong.
I promised my eldest wife and my younger wife that I would be loyal to them and keep my integrity as good as jade! Mr. Shi, don’t let me make mistakes!" When he thought of that old woman who was as flesh and blood as a stick, Yan Xiong felt full of energy.
tremble.
"Don't be afraid, Lao Yan. In fact, I didn't intend to force you from the beginning!" Shi Zhijian comforted, "If you really don't want to, I won't really force you!"
"Mr. Shi, thank you for your understanding. It's not that I don't help you, it's mainly for family reasons. Since I followed you, I have determined to be a good man!" Yan Xiong vowed.
Shi Zhijian nodded, "You are right, you must know how to be responsible, especially to be loyal to women! It's just a pity--"
Shi Zhijian sighed and held up the photo of the old woman: "I heard that Mrs. Deborah's days are short. As the chief female president of the Bentley Group, she is extremely wealthy personally! Many people are trying to figure her out -
"
Upon hearing that this old woman turned out to be the female president of the Bentley Group, Yan Xiong was stunned: "May I ask, how much money does she have?"
"Excluding shares, real estate, etc., there should still be two to three hundred million pounds in cash!"
"Ahem!" Yan Xiong almost choked to death. "Are you serious?"
"Of course, in order to acquire the car production line of her Bentley company, I have checked her details very clearly. If she had not given birth to children, she would not have inherited more property from the Bentley Group. Not to mention this small amount of money, I am afraid that the entire
The British Empire is also one of the richest women!"
Yan Xiong's triangular eyes flashed: "Ahem, Mr. Zhenshi, actually I'm still hesitant -"
"Why are you hesitating?"
"I'm hesitant to help you."
"Since you want to be a good man in Hong Kong, I won't make things difficult for you. It's better to leave such a difficult task to Ax Jun. After he succeeds, I will acquire the production line. He might even inherit the other party's billions
, maybe this is also a very good ending."
"No, Ajun is still very young. How could I just watch him jump into the fire pit?" Yan Xiong clapped his chest in awe, "As his boss, I must set an example! Besides, her first love looks the same as me.
It seems like this is fate!”
"But you must remain loyal and guard your integrity..."
"For the sake of Mr. Shi's career, what if I, Yan Xiong, break the precept? I think my wife in Hong Kong can understand me!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yan!"
"It should! Come on, let me try to see if this suit fits you!"
…
The British are most particular about being gentle and romantic.
Therefore, there are many literary tea parties and many poet clubs in the UK.
Ms. Deborah is the convener of the "Byron Poetry Club" in England. Every Saturday she organizes celebrities from the British upper class to gather at the club to sing her own poems together.
Today, as usual, Ms. Deborah took a Bentley to the club and entered the club accompanied by two bodyguards. When the club's waiters and waitresses saw her, they bowed to say hello.
Ms. Deborah smiled very gently at the waiters. When she saw a male waiter, she suddenly stopped him and said, "Jack, I heard that your wife gave birth to another daughter for you, right?"
The waiter named Jack hurriedly saluted Deborah and said, "Yes, madam, that is a little cutie, my little angel."
"Congratulations, Jack! You have two children!" Deborah has never had children in her life. She is her husband's third wife. After marrying into a wealthy family, she began to raise her husband and raise children. Unfortunately, those children were not her biological children, so they were separated from her.
Therefore, although she is the female president of the Bentley Group, she is very lonely. Not only does she have to manage her subordinates, but she also has to scheming with those "children".
"This is a small gift from me. I hope you like it!" Deborah opened the bag and took out a beautiful LV bracelet from the bag. It looked like it was for a child to wear.
"How can this be-"
"There's nothing wrong with it. You've worked here for so long, and I already regard you all as family!" Deborah glanced at the other waiters, who looked moved.
Deborah said this and did this.
Every time an employee has a birthday or someone has something to do at home, Ms. Deborah will be the first to lend a helping hand.
In the eyes of everyone, Deborah is a representative of kindness and a noble and kind-hearted woman - unfortunately, her husband died early and she had no children.
After Deborah took the people away, the waiters surrounded Jack -
"Mrs. Deborah is such a good person!"
"Yes, this bracelet looks very expensive!"
"I really hope my wife can meet a good man in the future and live a happy life!"
"May God bless her!"
The central venue of the Byron Poetry Club is like a retro poetry palace. Surrounded by well-known poets and writers from Europe and the United States, Byron, Shelley, Keats, Tagore, Whitman, etc. are hung.
To be able to join this poetry association, you don't have to have money or status. You must have exquisite poetry works. In other words, you must be a literary and artistic person.
"Hello, Mrs. Deborah!" Just as Deborah was about to enter the Temple of Poetry, she was suddenly stopped.
Deborah turned around and saw Mr. Martins, an old member of the club.
Martins is the president of the University of Cambridge. He not only has great attainments in literature and art, but also has great research on poetry. He is especially fond of Byron, so he is one of the founders of the "Byron Poetry Club".
"What's the matter, Mr. Martins?" Deborah looked at the other party with a smile.
"The thing is like this -" Martins hesitated, he was really embarrassed, how could Shi Zhijian introduce someone like Yan Xiong to him and ask him to help bring Yan Xiong into this club and become a member -
-You know, the people here are all high-class people with high poetic attainments.
"Mr. Martins, why are you hesitating? This is not like your usual style of doing things——"
Before Deborah could finish her words, a voice said: "That's it, Ms. Deborah, Martins wants to introduce me to you, but he is a little embarrassed - and this is indeed the case. I am Chinese.
I also know little about poetry, but I really love this art, and this time I came here to ask for advice with a learning attitude!"
Ms. Deborah frowned slightly when she heard this unfamiliar voice, feeling that the person coming was a little ignorant. But when she turned her head and saw the other person's appearance, she was stunned! Her eyes showed shock and surprise!
Yan Xiong has a slicked back hair, wearing a brand-new black and gray suit, with a corsage on the left breast of the suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He has swept away his previous majestic appearance, giving people a gentle, kind and polite look.
Feel.
Yan Xiong saw Deborah looking at him in shock, and of course he knew the reason, so he deliberately adjusted his glasses with his hands, then made the same expression as Deborah's first love boyfriend in the photo, and grinned!
Yan Xiong is also an old fox who has become a spirit. Otherwise, he would not have been able to fight with Shi Zhijian for 300 rounds in Hong Kong. In the end, he was defeated by Shi Zhijian with his golden fingers and cunning methods. He is also a "drama queen" character, and at this moment he is possessed by the "drama queen"
, whether it’s expressions or postures, everything is done well!
Principal Martins did not expect that Yan Xiong would speak out without waiting for him to introduce himself. He was feeling slightly unhappy. He was trying to find words to explain to him, but he saw Ms. Deborah looking at Yan Xiong with a strange expression.
"Ahem, Ms. Deborah, what's wrong with you?"
Principal Martins had to speak to wake Deborah out of her surprise.
Deborah also immediately noticed that she had looked a little out of place just now, and smiled covertly, "Oh, I was thinking about something else just now, um, something very important."
