Chapter 332: I Met a Fan

The efficiency of the super building king is different.

As soon as the waiter of the five-star hotel came, it took less than two hours for a meal, and the building with more than 2,000 square meters was cleaned up. Even the sheets and mattresses were replaced with brand new ones. brand name.

It is estimated that even if no one lives there, they will often come to clean, so they can be so fast.

At this time, Yang Huan was standing in the room on the thirteenth floor, pulling the curtains open, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the entire Knightsbridge business district, the lights were dim and the lights were booming.

The room was huge, with woolen blankets on the floor, and the heating was turned on, making it very warm.

"I'm here now, don't think about it?" Zhuang Ziqing walked to his side.

The scenery here is really excellent, overlooking the night view of London, it is really picturesque.

Living in such a place is indeed a pleasure!

Yang Huan laughed, and put her right hand on her shoulder, "What are you thinking about? How tired."

"But you just cooperated with the Grosvenor family like this?" Zhuang Ziqing felt that for such a big project, you must be careful. They are local snakes. What should I do if they are tricked?

Yang Huan had another idea.

"The gentleman doesn't play the ball, the villain hides the chicken, if he deliberately wants to cheat people, then he can't achieve the position he is today!"

Having said this, Yang Huan smiled confidently.

"Besides, he can't swallow such a big piece of cake alone, and he has to find someone to cooperate. If he deliberately cheats me, what will other people think? He won't do such a trivial thing. of!"

Zhuang Ziqing felt that it made sense when he said this.

When it comes to the Duke of Westminster, it would be stupid if he didn't know how to choose.

"Also, all my legal documents will go through your law firm by then!"

When Yang Huan was talking, he used his right hand to pull Zhuang Ziqing into his arms.

"When the time comes, please help me pay more attention. If I'm still cheated like this, then I can't do anything about it!"

When no one is there, Zhuang Ziqing is left to him.

But at this time, he still felt ashamed when he was taken into his arms.

But he still reached out to hug his waist and looked at the dreamy London night scene in the distance.

The neon street lights are dotted in the dark city, as if it is the reflection of the starry sky. It is so beautiful that it makes people drunk.

"Hey." Yang Huan rubbed her hair.

"Huh?" Zhuang Ziqing shyly knew what he was going to do.

"Have you checked in the bathroom just now?"

Zhuang Ziqing's pretty face turned even redder, and she immediately gave him a charming look.

Why is this guy full of this kind of thing when no one is there?

"I found that the bathroom is too big, more than 20 square meters, and it has caught up with other people's room, and the shower area is also very large. The super large bathtub inside, I think..."

Just when Zhuang Ziqing was so ashamed, she was suddenly hugged by him.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Zhuang Ziqing was ashamed and struggled symbolically.

"Nothing to do,

Just think we live in, we should try everything! "

After finishing speaking, this guy had already laughed savagely, not to mention how outrageous it was, and rushed into the bathroom with her in his arms.

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Yang Huan sat on the sofa in the entrance hall on the ground floor of One Hyde Park, with Erlang's legs crossed, reading the newspaper, and waiting for the car.

After they moved in here yesterday, Yang Huan's car was still at Stamford Bridge.

On the contrary, it was Zhuang Ziqing, who left the car in the company, and directly asked the hotel to arrange a special car to take her to work.

Yang Huan was waiting below.

"Hello, sir, please lift your foot!"

Just as he was fascinated, a cleaning lady came next to her, dressed as a waiter from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Yang Huan nodded and stepped aside.

Out of the corner of the eye, he saw a guy in a black suit and white shirt sitting directly opposite him, but he was smiling, not to mention how wretched he looked. Judging from his skin color and appearance, he looked a bit like someone from the Middle East.

But Yang Huan didn't think much about it and continued to read his newspaper.

Yesterday afternoon, Southampton beat Chelsea 3-0 away, and the newspapers in the UK and Europe were full of **.

Dude, that stance, it's like Southampton cheating if they don't win the FA Cup.

Some words are so numb that even Yang Huan feels embarrassed!

So, the media these days are so rude!

"Brother, this sister is not bad!"

The grinning guy just now came up suddenly and laughed.

Yang Huan put down the newspaper and looked over. This guy was still staring at a pouted part of the waitress who was bending over to clean the table, and the wretched eyes were almost drooling.

This guy won't have seen a woman in his life, will he?

As for hunger and thirst?

"Look, how fat it is, it must be easy to raise, and those legs are quite long, there is a lot of meat, and the figure is also very mature. It is liked at first glance, right?"

Yang Huan looked at the back of the waiter, and then looked at this wretched man who almost drooled, the waterfall sweat in his heart.

With this figure, he is about 1.6 meters tall, and weighs at least 60 kilograms. There is so much fat around his waist that he can cut it off to squeeze oil, and his neck is no longer a double chin, but three chins and four chins.

That's it, is it good?

"Taste!" Yang Huan could only nod with a wry smile.

How bizarre is this aesthetic?

And seeing this guy, Yang Huan immediately thought of a movie image.

The East becomes the West and the Leung Ka Fai inside!

The tone and demeanor are very similar!

Who knows that when the guy heard it, his eyes immediately glowed, as if he was encouraged, he coughed and shouted, "Sister!"

The waitress turned her face, Yang Huan took a look, darling, this face can be regarded as a crooked melon and a bad date.

"Sister, I live on the ninth floor, please go and help me clean up when you have time!"

"Okay!" The woman nodded with a smile, and then continued her **** life.

Yang Huan heard the waterfall sweat on his face, so he hooked up?

Wait, ninth floor?

Does this guy live on the ninth floor?

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is not very old, is he twenty years old?

"Hey, you guessed it, Mr. Yang Huan!"

"You know me?" Yang Huan was a little strange.

The man smiled and flipped through the pile of newspapers, and found a copy of The Times, which contained a photo of Yang Huan.

"Well, I noticed it when I was reading this newspaper just now. I didn't expect you to live in this community too!"

Yang Huan didn't expect to meet fans, and nodded, "You are..."

"My name is too long to remember, so just call me by my name, Hamad."

"The Prime Minister of Qatar..."

"Yes, he is my father!" Hamad nodded with a smile.

It sounds like they don't have the temperament of the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich. They always laugh and make people feel close.

"After I came to the UK, I found it was really good here!"

"Really?" Yang Huan felt amused in his heart.

He wanted to ask, you have such a strong taste, does your father know?

"That's natural. In our country, women have their heads covered and their whole bodies wrapped tightly. They can't see anything clearly, but here is different. They are too open in the UK. I like it here!"

Yang Huan almost burst out laughing.

In his eyes, even the waiter who wears ** is considered super sexy.

What if you saw those Japanese love action movies?

Don't you want to spray nosebleeds?

"Don't get me wrong, I also surf the Internet and use a computer in our country. Many of my teachers are invited from Europe, but what I see on the Internet and on TV will never be as real as a close-up appreciation!"

Yang Huan smiled dryly. He didn't think that the waiter sister had anything to admire.

The skin is dry, the figure is completely out of shape, and the hotel's ** is almost broken, but what does that mean?

"Mr. Yang Huan, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

The second-generation official from Qatar said with excitement.

"I mean it, I've heard of your name in China before. Al Jazeera TV had a selection before. You were the undisputed number one in the world's most outstanding second generation of the best wealthy people."

"Really?" Yang Joy laughed, why didn't he know this?

They were all rated first, and they didn't get a trophy, or a bonus or something. Is it too stingy?

"Really, I heard that your team is recruiting members before, and a few friends and I were planning to participate, but we didn't get a spot!"

Yang Huan did not expect that he was still the idol of the second generation of Qatar officials, so he was so proud!

Just at this time, Long Wu had already picked up the car and called Yang Huan at the gate.

"Mr. Yang Huan, where are you going?" Hamad also stood up with Yang Huan.

"I have to go back to Southampton!"

When Hamad heard it, he was excited, "Can I visit St. Mary's Stadium and WeChat?"

Seeing his enthusiasm and being his own fan, it's hard for Yang Huan to say no.

Besides, my father is the Prime Minister of Qatar, can I not give face?

But as soon as he agreed, Hamad laughed, "Let's go, I'll take you there, let's stop driving!"

"Don't drive, then..."

Yang Huan would never have imagined that the guy he met would be so superb.

There are many ways to get from London to Southampton without a car.

For example, walking, subway, bus, taxi, and even you can choose to fly.

But the second-generation official from Qatar chose a way that surprised Yang Huan the most.

yacht!

At Canary Wharf in the City of London, Yang Huan saw this luxury yacht, which is known as the twelfth largest in the world.

Al Maquibu, with a total length of 133 meters, was specially built by a famous German yacht company.

Yang Huan smiled bitterly as he watched Long Wu and the drivers drive the car into the yacht.

A year ago, Abramovich also took a yacht to Southampton, but he couldn't find a pier to dock and was forced to stop at Brighton.

Today, the second-generation rich in Qatar also chooses to take a yacht.

I really don't understand the thoughts of these rich people!

Is it bad to take a car?

If you take a car, I'm afraid it's already there!

"Go, go to Southampton!" Hamad was very excited.

The yacht slowly left the pier and moved slowly in the narrow waterways of London.

As the saying goes, the boat is difficult to turn around, and there are many yachts docked in Canary Wharf, so the speed is very slow.

When their Al Maquib slowly turned out of one of the waterways and was about to enter the relatively spacious tributary of the Thames River, a larger yacht also sailed on the opposite side and went on a rampage.

Especially when he saw Al Maquib on the other side, he just sounded a whistle, let him not let him, and rushed over to grab the waterway.

This move of the other side forced Al? Maquib had to give way.

But what made the atmosphere even more exciting was that there was a man standing on the top floor of the yacht opposite, pointing a big middle finger towards this side, making Hamad annoyed for a while.

"Damn, who is that? It's so arrogant, don't you die?"

As he said that, he also issued an order to the captain, "Come on, hit me!"

The captain looked miserable, "Their ship is so much bigger than ours, they can't hit it!"

Hamad could only angrily watch the distant ship gnashing his teeth and stomping his feet.

"Look at me if I don't build a bigger yacht and kill you!"

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