Chapter 1030 Women's Routine
Yang Cheng couldn't belittle the donkey party in front of Zhao Anqi, let alone flatter the Xiang party, so no matter how Zhao Anqi pressed him, he didn't reveal the truest thing in his heart.
Zhao Anqi sighed helplessly, with Yang Cheng, a cunning little fox, her previous shrewdness and ability became petty.
"Well, you little slicker, I won't embarrass you if you don't want to express your opinion, I just hope it won't affect our cooperation."
Yang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, "Of course, I, Yang Cheng, have always been spitting and nailing, so I won't go back on what I promised."
The hotel that Angie Zhao booked is the Xia Hui Hotel in London, which is the official Chinese translation of the hotel, and its original phonetic literal translation is called The Savoy Hotel (The Savoy).
Built in 1889, this hotel is known as "the most famous hotel in London". It is adjacent to Coventry Garden and Charing Cross Station. Bathrooms, as well as modern services such as uninterrupted hot and cold water supply. At that time, the first manager Caesar Ritz was hired to manage the hotel. This name is often mentioned by people today, and it is the founder of the famous Ritz Hotel.
Therefore, The Savoy in London really defines the earliest luxury hotel standard in the world to some extent.
In 2007, the hotel closed and invested 220 million pounds for renovation. Three years later, the hotel grandly opened and was taken over by the world-renowned Fairmont Hotel Group. At the same time, the official Chinese translation name of the hotel was officially announced: London Xiahui Hotel.
The main entrance of Xiahui Hotel is on Sharond Street in London's theater district, and it needs to be entered through a private road.
The cars of Beihai Manor have been registered in all major hotels and high-end places in London. When the Rolls-Royce crossed the path, senior concierges in tuxedos and high hats came out to greet them, bypassing the crystal sculptured carp fountain, The car stopped in front of the main entrance, and the concierge opened the door for Yang Cheng with a warm smile and held an umbrella. Yes, it started raining again in London in just a short while.
Naturally, Yang Cheng and Zhao Anqi don't need to worry about the check-in procedures. Taking advantage of this time, the concierge, with Yang Cheng's permission, introduced the history of Xiahui Hotel to them. The design masters of the Peninsula and Four Seasons Hotels take the lead.
The Old Wing by the river, according to the decoration style of the Edwardian era, is as new as the old, as if time travels, but everything is brand new.
The new wing maintains the Art Nouveau style before the closure of the hotel, and renews and remodels it. Most of the original old objects in the hotel have been preserved after maintenance, and then polished and restored by famous craftsmen to the level of new products. .
Every guest will be full of praise when they see these old furniture and old furnishings in the hotel. "
Yang Cheng could feel the concierge's deep love and pride for this hotel. After asking casually, he realized that the concierge was almost 60 years old and had worked in Xiahui Hotel all his life. He could have been a butler in the royal suite. But because of his love for the hotel, he does the simplest and most important job of opening the door to welcome guests. To a certain extent, this old gentleman represents the face of Xia Hui Hotel, and many people have good first impressions of Xia Hui Hotel. The impression of the guests is all because of the existence of this old gentleman.
Zhao Anqi couldn't help being in awe, and cordially greeted the old gentleman before entering the elevator.
She booked an ordinary suite, but the interior decoration style is not weaker than the royal suite. The furniture in the room is antique and restored, full of history, but not old-fashioned. Many technologies are used, such as the interior of the bathroom. Classical floor tiles with underfloor heating, high-definition TVs of the luxury brand loewe and intelligent audio-visual systems will make your stay more comfortable.
The butler trained by the house provides the most perfect and thoughtful service. For the arrival of Yang Cheng, a new celebrity in the city of London, he gave a warm welcome. A welcome cake made of top vegetable cream and fresh tropical fruits , representing the sincerity of Xiahui Hotel.
After the butler closed the door and went out, Zhao Anqi took a bite of the cake with a small silver spoon, and teased, "It's still because of your face, I have stayed at Xiahui Hotel so many times, and this is the first time I have received a welcome cake personally made by the chef. .”
Yang Cheng smiled and didn't answer. She took off her casual suit jacket, took out the sparkling wine at just the right temperature from the ice bucket, opened it, and poured two glasses. The tall champagne glass was instantly covered with mist, golden yellow The champagne liquid is beautiful under the yellow light.
After handing over a cup, he himself picked up the fork, roughly forked a piece from the cake and stuffed it into his mouth. He nodded while eating, and said vaguely, "It tastes good, and the fruit is very fresh."
His actions directly destroyed the beauty of the cake. Zhao Anqi gave him an angry look, and with a flick of her two slender, white legs, she kicked the high heels away. The altitude fell to a step in an instant. She leaned against the edge of the table and took a sip of cool The sparkling wine let out a groan comfortably, this extremely beautiful and alluring voice made Yang Cheng's heart tremble.
As soon as he raised his head and poured the contents of the cup into his mouth, his eyes began to randomly glance at Zhao Anqi's curvy figure. As a result, not only did the wine just not quench his thirst, but his throat felt even drier.
Noticing Yang Cheng's small movements, Zhao Anqi pursed her lips and sniggered, but she didn't stop her. Instead, she supported herself with one hand and dexterously sat on the dining table, shaking her two big white legs, and Yang Cheng felt dizzy.
"Ahem~" After coughing twice, Yang Cheng still couldn't hold back, and tentatively said with an awkward smile, "Then what, why don't I go first? Sister Anqi, you must be tired from the long flight, right?"
That's what he said, but his feet didn't move a bit, and his body didn't even move a bit, so there was no intention of walking.
Zhao Anqi drank all the wine, leaned over to pick up the bottle and poured herself half a glass, and said with a playful smile, "Okay, then I'll take a good rest, you should go back and rest soon?"
Yang Cheng was about to cry, he didn't bring such a playful person, he felt that his little brother was about to lose control, and faintly showed the posture of wearing a tent to let the wind out, but Zhao Anqi was not an ordinary person, before she was sure about this woman's mind, Yang Cheng really didn't dare to treat her roughly like a cake.
Seeing that Yang Cheng was about to cry without tears, Zhao Anqi couldn't stop laughing coquettishly, and she even shook the big baby a few times. After laughing, Zhao Anqi slowly lowered her crossed legs, gently Jumping, put down the wine glass with Yang Cheng on his back, and pulled out the hairpin to the back of his head, the black hair cascading down the river.
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