Chapter 494 Do as I Say

After paying the bill and coming out of the noodle shop, Yang Dongxu waved at a street corner not far away. Li Fuzhen's bodyguards were shaken off because the angry princess did not allow anyone to follow her. Although there were still bodyguards following behind, they had been shaken off by Yang Dongxu.

However, Li Fuzhen's bodyguards were shaken off, and even Du Fei did not follow them. Because when they entered the amusement park, Du Fei was waiting outside the gate of the amusement park.

However, the two bodyguards Du Fei brought with him who were hidden in the crowd followed them. Yang Dongxu felt it when he got off the taxi before. Even when he entered the bar, he still felt that the bodyguards were following him.

As Yang Dongxu waved his hand, a middle-aged uncle with a small felt hat, a short stature and a little fat, with a scruffy beard and looking very ordinary, walked out, took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it a few times and walked out of the hidden corner.

"Korean?" Yang Dongxu was stunned when he saw the bodyguard who looked like a middle-aged uncle coming out.

In the eyes of foreigners, there may be almost no difference between Chinese, Koreans and Japanese. It's like the Chinese people now look at foreigners as if they were carved from the same mold.

But as a Chinese, it's still very easy to distinguish the people in these three countries. You don't even need to listen to the other person's speech or observe other characteristics. Just looking at the temperament can basically give you an 80% chance of hitting the right one.

The temperament of Chinese people is mostly peaceful, which gives people a feeling that it is not surprising but cannot be ignored. The temperament of Koreans is much softer, always giving people a feeling of being crowded together, while Japanese people are humble on the surface but very proud and independent in their bones.

"No, I put on a little makeup." The middle-aged man grinned and smiled. When he heard that the other party spoke with a little Henan accent, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but look at him and nodded: "You know where this is, let Du Fei come to pick me up."

Li Fuzhen was drunk and unconscious, and his Korean level was only at Sawadee Ka, um, no. It was the stage of Hasai, and he couldn't even call a taxi.

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded, turned around and looked around vigilantly, and then returned to the corner.

Yang Dongxu half-hugged Li Fuzhen and walked forward two steps, leaning against a bus stop sign to block the wind. It was already the beginning of December in the Gregorian calendar. The temperature in Hangzhou was still better, but it was still quite cold at night when he came to the Peninsula.

But he didn't wait for long, or the bodyguard hidden in the crowd had been in contact with Du Fei. So in less than three minutes, Du Fei's car drove in front of him, of course, followed by Li Fuzhen's bodyguard's car and her assistant who was almost crazy.

"Mr. Yang, you must give me a reasonable explanation for what happened today." The assistant looked at Yang Dongxu with blazing eyes.

She was the personal assistant arranged by the president to be by the eldest princess. Her eldest princess was kidnapped for a whole day and was drunk now, and the instigator was still acting like nothing happened. She could no longer suppress her anger.

Yang Dongxu put Li Fuzhen in the car and turned his head to look at the female assistant indifferently. The female assistant suddenly felt her whole body stiffen suddenly, just like a mouse meeting a cat, which made her subconsciously take a step back.

"Next time, you'd better think before you speak." Yang Dongxu said calmly.

The female assistant who retreated blushed instantly, and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say it in the end. Seeing Yang Dongxu return to his car, Du Fei smiled and started to leave.

"Assistant Park, do you want us?" A bodyguard came over with some indignation. The princess disappeared for a day, not only because of the female assistant's dereliction of duty, but also because of the bodyguards.

"What's your business? Send the lady home, the president will handle this matter." The assistant, who was originally full of anger but didn't dare to vent his anger at Yang Dongxu, roared and turned around and got into the car.

The other bodyguards shrank their heads and didn't dare to fan the flames. Compared with assistants, bodyguards are naturally closer to assistants and bosses. Especially for close assistants like this, they are basically half friends or even half relatives. This relationship is not something that these bodyguards can compare.

After returning to the hotel and taking a hot bath, Yang Dongxu, who was exhausted, fell asleep on the pillow. After a dreamless night, when I opened my eyes again, it was already five o'clock the next morning. This is the biological clock formed by more than ten years of unshakable martial arts training.

However, this biological clock has been a little bit off in recent years, although I always wake up at this time. But Yang Dongxu no longer gets up directly like before, especially in winter, he must linger in the quilt for a while, even if he doesn't sleep, he will lie in the quilt and think about things, instead of getting up directly.

He lingered until six o'clock, and Yang Dongxu listened to the sound of Du Fei doing push-ups and kicking his legs outside the house for a long time. He climbed out of bed a little bored, it was inconvenient without a smartphone. It would be boring to get up in a hurry for at most an hour, unlike in the future, even if you wake up at four o'clock in the morning, you can't feel how long it will be noon.

After washing up, looking at the breakfast on the dining table, which was very exquisite, but not as rich as the variety of domestic roadside stalls, Yang Dongxu took a mouthful of porridge: "Are there many Chinese people in the company?"

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the bodyguard hiding in the dark yesterday, although he could always feel the other party's presence. But he really didn't expect that the other party was from mainland China.

"In the beginning, there were quite a few, especially during the period of major disarmament, 90% of the companies were from our country. After all, people in the country knew the basics and could use them with confidence.

Later, life in China gradually got better, and Brother Wu would occasionally introduce some comrades to join. However, the Middle East is basically at war, so it is a bit inconvenient for domestic faces to be there. So there are more veterans in the north.

Nowadays, apart from some backbones in the Middle East, most of them are veterans with Western faces. As for the former domestic veterans, they returned to the country in batches. Some worked as employees in other companies, and some entered the property management company of Hurricane Construction as security guards. However, the elites still remain in the headquarters. For example, some high-level security issues in the company are removed from these people. "

"Oh." Yang Dongxu nodded: "Next year, Haina will expand overseas markets. You can ask Du Ge to prepare some security guards with Western faces. It is best if they can speak English. Of course, if they are Americans, or The British are better. In the next few years, Heiner’s main target will be the US market.”

"Okay, I've written it down." Du Fei stuffed the snack in front of him into his mouth to show that he understood what Yang Dongxu meant.

After breakfast, Yang Dongxu, who did not speak Korean and had no interest in Korean tourist attractions, was too lazy to leave the house. So I rummaged through the bookcase in my room and took out a book about the Industrial Revolution after World War II and read it.

The books are in original German, not Korean or English. Besides Russian and English, Yang Dongxu’s self-taught German and French are not considered to be professional level at present, but there is no problem in speaking or reading newspapers. So I just leaned on the sofa and watched it with gusto.

It wasn't until around 11 o'clock in the morning that Yang Dongxu thought about whether he could eat lunch in the room too. The door to the presidential suite was opened, and then a large number of clothes hangers were pulled in.

From jackets to trousers, from leather shoes to socks, as well as watches, tie clips, everything is available. In addition, a row of makeup artists carrying makeup cases is very similar to the salary of chaebols and ladies in Korean dramas of later generations. They go out to parties and pick out clothes and jewelry at home. It feels like Everbright Mall.

After a group of people came in, Li Fujin pointed at Yang Dongxu, and then a half-girl hairstylist with earrings came to Yang Dongxu and said in English: "Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Tony, and I will help you design a set tonight." Hairstyles for parties.”

"Here, hairstylist Tony has become popular at this time?" Yang Dongxu suddenly thought of the memes of nine out of ten hairstylists named Tony in later generations. He spoke in Korean, so Tony looked at him blankly, and then looked back at Li Fujin.

"Wash your hair first." Yang Dongxu stood up, threw the book on the sofa and stood up.

This time Yang Dongxu spoke in English. Tony understood and quickly followed with the makeup box in his hand. After entering the bathroom, Tony opened the makeup bag in his hand and removed rows of things that looked like shampoo or conditioner. Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes.

But he didn't say anything and gave his head to Tony to wash as he pleased. His hair is indeed a bit long now and needs to be trimmed. But not to mention, Li Fuzhen did have two tools to bring him here. At least the pressure on Yang Dongxu's scalp was quite comfortable.

After washing his hair, he sat on the chair specially brought in for haircuts and wrapped his arms around his neck. In front of Yang Dongxu, two people stood with a huge mirror.

Tony first pinched Yang Dongxu's temples with the fingers of his left and right hands, and shook it up and down. He seemed to be observing the shape of his head, fantasizing about the design plan in his mind. After a few seconds, he said: "Keep the sideburns, and comb them back to shape." , the sides can be dyed”

"Definitely!" Before Tony finished speaking, Yang Dongxu knew that this guy wanted to give himself a classic Elvis Presley hairstyle, and also incorporated his own creative elements, such as what color to dye the sides, "Listen to me "Don't move the hair on both sides from this point upward. We will decide whether to repair it or not later. Push off this point downward and on the temples. Push it close to the scalp and the back."

Tony frowned in displeasure as he watched Yang Dongxu snatch the comb from his hand, gesticulating on his head, and kept saying requests that he had never seen before.

The most annoying thing for a designer is undoubtedly having other people criticize his design. Yang Dongxu was no longer just pointing fingers, but just put his design aside and started designing it himself.

If it were anyone else, he would definitely turn around and leave. I think he, Tony, is also a master figure in the Korean fashion circle. When the King of Hong Kong and Taiwan comes, he will do his hair himself. Who do you think you are, a guy who seems to be a bit careless?

But obviously he couldn't leave even if he was angry. He didn't know the identity of the boy in front of him. But he definitely couldn't afford to offend the three-star princess next to her.