Chapter 709 Business Escort

? "Wait~"

Yang Cheng stopped Hansen who was going to call to arrange a flight. He suddenly remembered that he still had tickets for the Electronic Music Festival. It wasn't because he was afraid that it would be a waste not to watch it, but because he simply felt that it was boring to go back to the manor.

Hansen looked back at Yang Cheng.

"Don't call for now, go to the music festival for a while and then go back."

. . .

Back in the private room, he continued to argue with Recosta. When the lunch was coming to an end, he offered to leave. Downstairs in the restaurant, Yang Cheng invited, "Do you have anything to do when you go back? If you have nothing to do, we can go to the music together." I’m really bored by myself.”

Ian Al was stunned for a moment, then said with a smirk, "Boss, I won't go, the club still has a bunch of documents waiting for me to sign, how about I call you some hot girls?"

Yang Cheng showed an ambiguous smile that men can understand, "I didn't expect you to have such resources?"

Ian El quickly explained, "Boss, don't get me wrong, I didn't do anything to offend my wife."

Yang Cheng had an expression of disbelief, "Come on, Ian, men are allowed to make mistakes, but don't love the new and hate the old, abandon your wife and children, this is the key."

Ian El smiled wryly, his face was full of helplessness, it seemed that he had a reputation as a real scumbag, and he couldn't explain it anyway, so he didn't explain it at all, "Then boss, do you still want hot girls to accompany you?"

"Of course, but it's okay to be a hot girl. I prefer Asian girls with more supple skin. Can you find them?" Yang Cheng acted like a swinger brother, making no secret of his desire.

Ian El didn't think there was anything wrong, anyway, the boss was young and rich, and he was sorry for not being flirtatious. He didn't answer directly, but took out his phone and dialed a few words, then covered his mouth The microphone said, "Boss, there happens to be a girl from the Bay who is engaged in business escort services."

Yang Cheng didn't care, she nodded, "That's her~"

Ian Al quickly gave instructions to the person on the other end of the phone, hung up the phone and said to Yang Cheng, "The boss has been fixed, and the salary is 100 pounds per hour. The girl happens to be around here, and she will come here soon."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, "Money is a trivial matter. When someone comes, you should leave as soon as possible. Don't delay my interest in playing."

Ian Al knew that Yang Cheng was joking, so he could only hold his nose and respond, "It's the boss~"

The two stood on the side of the street chatting for a while, and saw a classic car parked across the road, followed by a man wearing a thin beige windbreaker, a scarf around his neck, a white lace shirt with a black The Asian girl in slim trousers and plain high-heeled shoes got out of the car. After looking around, she locked onto Yang Cheng and the others. Without caring about traffic etiquette, she trotted over, panting heavily, and took a mouthful of crispy and sweet asked in fluent English, "Excuse me, is this the escort service you call?"

Ian Al smiled and said, "That's right, you are Miss Liu?"

Seeing the right person, the girl patted her mouth like a very little girl, stuck out her tongue and nodded, "Please call me Whitney, this is my English name."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Whitney. Your client is the person next to me. I hope that you can use all your enthusiasm and ability to complete this job. In addition to the promised salary, there is also a big bonus waiting for you. You." Ian Al made enough gestures before introducing Yang Cheng to Whitney.

It wasn't until this time that Whitney realized that the target of her service today was actually an Asian. Could it be that she was a fellow villager, with a little hope and a little cowardice, and tentatively asked in dainty Chinese, "Maybe you are Chinese? "

Although Whitney's dress is very capable, her own temperament obviously does not match her dress. Her round face is very small, and she wears light makeup but can't conceal her innocence.

Generally speaking, she is not a chic and exquisite urban beauty, but an innocent schoolgirl who deliberately hides her age.

Yang Cheng got angry and deliberately replied in standard Mandarin, "I'm from country Z, so are you?"

Whitney's pure eyes seem to have inner eyes, and the effect presented is very cute, with her small mouth slightly open, she doesn't know how to respond. If the answer is no, and the other party is an angry youth, will she lose this business? ?

Or answer yes? Anyway, there are no dumb people here, so they shouldn't be scolded, right? In the end, money overcame reason, and he nodded with courage, "I'm from country Z, from Dawan. It's a pleasure to meet you in Liverpool."

Yang Cheng twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking, "Smart little girl~"

He said to Ian El, "Okay, you can withdraw first."

Let Ian leave on his own, Yang Cheng opened the car door gentlemanly, and invited Whitney to get in the car, "Please~"

Whitney was just about to step into the car, but she retracted her legs and raised her head and said to Yang Cheng, "Sir, are you going to the music festival? I just came from there, and the streets are all blocked , the car can’t go in, why don’t we walk there, and I can also show you a brief tour of the Albert Dock.”

Unexpectedly, Whitney would enter the role so quickly and take the initiative to make suggestions to Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng hesitated for a moment. He ate quite a lot just now, and it was good to go for a walk, so he readily accepted Whitney's suggestion, and with a big hand, he took Whitney's white and tender hands with black nail polish without a trace of hesitation. , Walking on the river promenade of the Merseyside.

Whitney felt a little uncomfortable being held by the hand, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "Sir, please let me go~"

Yang Cheng was surprised, and then asked amusedly, "What? Is this your first time as a business escort? Don't know the market?"

Whitney puffed her face, raised her head, and said nothing angrily. She turned her head to look at the river, but she didn't struggle any more. She let Yang Cheng lead her, but she didn't make any noise until the two walked for more than 10 minutes. It was getting more and more crowded, and when it was obvious that it was about to approach the venue of the music festival, I heard a curse, "HOLYSHIT!" Following a exclamation with a typical Liverpool accent, I looked 45 degrees to the front left, and a man had just been injured by a strong wind. He scratched off his black sunglasses and cursed casually.

However, the glass of freshly filled beer in his left hand made it difficult for him to pick up the sunglasses on the ground at a height of 1.8 meters. In order to avoid inconvenient movement and spill the wine in his hand, he had to take a sip first. The beer that had just reached his mouth was sprayed out by him again. It seemed that the beer was probably mixed with wind and sand.

While spitting the sand in his mouth on the ground, he wiped all the parts around his inner mouth including his blond beard. Finally, after confirming that there was no sand in the wine and on his face, he took a big sip quickly, and He squatted down and picked up the dusty sunglasses on the ground, and walked to the venue of the music festival with his buddies who had been "laughing" at him.

This sudden situation instantly amused Whitney, who had been sulking before, and after laughing, she puffed up her face and made a 'murderous look', and asked Yang Cheng cutely, "Hey~ you are too much, Not a gentleman at all, shouldn't you coax the lady when she is angry?"

The dull accent, coupled with the cute face, really makes people can't help pampering, but Yang Cheng didn't have this awareness, so he shrugged indifferently, "You're not my girlfriend, let me coax you." What are you doing? Besides, I paid the money, and you haven't officially started your work until now. You should coax me, otherwise I will complain to you if I am unhappy, but you have been busy all afternoon. "

Whitney was depressed, and felt that Yang Cheng's words were very irritating, but they made sense. No matter how she looked at it, she was ignoring it. I was angry, although there was no serious commentary guide, but I always showed a smiling face, looked left and right, I really like this lively atmosphere.

Today is Saturday, and the weather is gloomy. Don't be surprised. It would be strange if the sun is shining in the sky in England.

From Liverpool's famous Albert Dock, walk north along the Merseyside River for about 20 minutes to the SoundCity Music Festival. Perhaps the afternoon is still early for ordinary Britons, but for young people who like to join in the fun For people, this is a carnival festival, and they met many fellow travelers along the way. The raging wind at the port can only block the flight direction of a few liveries, but it can't cover up the sound of the main stage in the distance.

As they continued to walk forward, they saw a little fat British man yelling for his father to buy him a Big Mac hamburger later. Even the bulldog pulled by his father rushed forward a few steps excitedly. We basically concluded that there was no problem in the direction we were going.

At this time, another group of Chinese passed by Yang Cheng and Yang Cheng. Seeing the same skin color, they instinctively greeted each other in awkward Mandarin, "Are you also Chinese?"

Yang Cheng smiled and replied to the uncle, "Yes, we are overseas students~"

Unexpectedly, Whitney muttered softly at the side, "It's just a rich second generation, who's foreign students take a Rolls Royce?"

Fortunately, no one heard this, but Yang Cheng listened to it seriously, turned his head and glared at the little girl, and the Chinese uncle named Daniel next to him said to himself, "You go and have a look, in the future like There will be more and more festivals like this in Liverpool..."

This uncle was an early immigrant from GD. He opened an international school in Liverpool, hoping to provide a platform for local Chinese children to learn Chinese in order to maintain this culture.

It seems that he hasn't spoken Chinese for a long time. Although he is not fluent in Mandarin, he is still willing to share his business experience with young people. "Greater London's gross national product exceeds half of the UK. Now the mayor can challenge the prime minister. The City Council of London already has enough say..."

Daniel took a sip of hot coffee, lowered his tone slightly, and said, "One more thing, you can see that the central cities like Birmingham and Leicester have basically been socialized, and the UK has been cut off in half, and the national economy The center of gravity has to shift to the north...Liverpool and Manchester City have become the engines of the north..."

After talking about this, Daniel drank all the rest of the coffee like a drink and asked Yang Cheng: "Last year, Liverpool was already the city with the largest investment in the UK. This year, it is also the capital of movies, and the development of drones has also been transferred here. , Do you think there is no chance here? Children, stay here, earning pounds is always a pleasure.” Before leaving, he did not forget to reveal that he had rejected several groups of investors this year and a friend of his Things to do in Liverpool for investment property.