Chapter 276 Mr. Fu's Strong Request for Reconciliation
Shen Hanxing was extremely excited.
I could hardly stand after getting off the helicopter.
When Qi Moxun looked at her like this, a hint of doting flashed in his eyes.
"I've found someone to teach royal etiquette. You can just listen, but you don't have to learn. We have our own etiquette."
"You understand the purpose of these etiquettes, just to know what the other person wants to express while maintaining politeness."
Shen Hanxing chuckled softly.
"Don't worry, I still have enough cultural confidence."
Qi Moxun also smiled.
"Boss Qi, you look really good when you smile."
Qi Moxun was stunned.
He subconsciously touched his face.
But Shen Hanxing ran into the hotel with a smile.
…
The crystal chandelier cast tiny spots of light on the dome of the State Affairs Hall, and Shen Hanxing's silk gloves wiped the sweat from his palms.
The black tea on the silver tray rose into a fine mist, blurring the royal emblem on the carved mirror wall.
She heard her heartbeat shatter into eight pieces on the seventeenth-century Persian carpet.
"There's no need to be nervous."
Qi Moxun's thumb gently circled the inside of her wrist, and the cold light of the custom cufflinks passed over her trembling eyelashes. "The Queen is also a woman. She will know how to appreciate your talents. If she can't do it, you don't have to be polite."
The carved wooden door suddenly made a slight sound, and the attendant's white gloves pressed on the gilded door handle.
"Ms. Shen, Mr. Qi, the Queen asked me to invite you two over."
Shen Hanxing asked one more question.
"Was the Queen busy just now?"
The man answered very seriously.
"I am meeting another person, a friend of the Queen."
"We're from the same country as you."
Shen Hanxing was surprised.
"Really? Then I really want to meet you.
The man smiled and said, "Actually, you should be familiar with him. He's Mr. Fu from the Fu Group."
Shen Hanxing's fingertips suddenly tightened.
Three hours ago she had seen the black Bentley in the side corridor of the palace, and there were still traces of rain on the wheels.
At first I thought it was a coincidence.
Now she knew her premonition was correct.
only……
Why did Fu Jingheng come to Country M?
Could it be...
The temperature in the State Rooms was two degrees cooler than in the Front Room.
The queen sat upright on a carved oak chair, her silk skirt embellished with pearls like solidified moonlight.
Fu Jingheng was standing three steps to her right, his fingers unconsciously stroking his cufflinks.
"Ms. Shen, congratulations on winning the award for your design."
The queen's voice was like velvet soaked in rose water, very gentle and pleasant to the ear, yet also filled with an indescribable majesty.
As he spoke, he asked someone to take out a crown.
“I heard that Miss Shen also has some research on jewelry. Can you help me take a look at this crown?”
The crystal chandelier suddenly shook.
The shoulder line under Chen Hanxingchen's dress was stretched straight, as if someone had suddenly tightened the string.
"The crown base is made of a nano-grade titanium alloy bracket."
This is actually not bad.
But she knew that the Queen definitely didn't want to hear this when she asked such a question.
She hesitated.
After exchanging a glance with Qi Moxun, he began to speak.
“But the oxidation rate of titanium alloy will change with the humidity in Windsor Castle. After fifty years, the bracket will change color, which may ruin the overall beauty of the jewelry?”
"Regarding the oxidation issue you mentioned, we have plated the stent surface with three layers of rhodium alloy."
"Laboratory data shows that under the constant temperature and humidity environment of Windsor Castle, the coating loss does not exceed 0.01 mm over 50 years."
Shen Hanxing frowned.
She really hadn't studied this carefully.
The Queen said this as if she just wanted to find someone to listen.
He didn't care what Shen Hanxing's expression was or what his mentality was.
Continue speaking.
“The crown is lined with memory foam.”
Shen Hanxing felt something was wrong.
Without waiting for the Queen to continue, he looked at the crown carefully again.
"This material will remember the wearer's head shape, but it will also lose its elasticity after ten years. Does the Windsor royal tiara need to have its lining replaced as frequently as fast-moving consumer goods?"
He said this while reminding in a joking tone.
"The average weight of the Windsor Royal Tiara is 1.8 kilograms, so the lining should be improved."
The queen's eyes lit up, "Do you have a solution?"
Shen Hanxing thought for a moment, “It’s just not very mature.”
All the initial tension faded away.
Now I am getting more and more relaxed.
"Memory foam is wrapped around a whalebone frame."
She took a half step forward, her skirt sweeping across the lily pattern on the ground.
"This bracket is handmade by old craftsmen at Buckingham Palace using the spiral weaving method exclusive to the Windsor Royal Family. It has a lifespan that is consistent with the main body of the crown."
She paused, hearing her voice echo in the empty hall.
"Just like the royal family's traditions, they are never adhered to invariably, but rather they find new fulcrums over time."
The Queen was shocked.
He looked at her with great admiration.
Fu Jingheng turned around abruptly and looked at her.
Chen Hanxing saw the dark color surging in his eyes, like the North Sea before a storm. When they quarreled at the White Cliffs of Dover that year, he had the same look in his eyes.
"So Miss Shen believes that traditions can be disassembled and reassembled at will?"
His voice suddenly became softer, with a certain broken sharpness.
"Just like marriage vows, can they be broken down into lines on a blueprint? If they don't fit, you can just erase and redraw them?"
The air in the State Room suddenly froze.
Talking about one's personal issues at this time is indeed disrespectful to the Queen.
But it also indirectly shows that Fu Jingheng has a really good relationship with the Queen.
This made Shen Hanxing nervous again.
suddenly.
Qi Moxun's hand was on her waist, and his body temperature came through the gauze dress like a piece of burning charcoal.
She reacted instantly.
"Mr. Fu's understanding of design seems to be too obsessed with form."
Chen Hanxing heard his voice trembling, but he tried to force a smile, "Just like this medal."
She pointed to the Royal Medal of Commerce on Fu Jingheng's chest.
"The surface features traditional laurel branches, but the inside is engraved with the first article of the modern commercial code: 'Innovation is the annual ring of civilization.'"
"Ms. Shen's designs really allow us to see another possibility of tradition."
The queen spoke, interrupting the awkwardness.
Shen Hanxing breathed a sigh of relief and was about to stand next to Qi Moxun.
But when she raised her eyes, she met Fu Jingheng's gaze.
Those eyes had reflected the light of the desk lamp in countless late nights, watching her add the final stroke on the design.
But at this moment, it was as if she was covered by a layer of fog, making it impossible for her to see the deep emotions.
"Miss Shen's company, does it still accept private customization?"
He was silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke, his voice so soft as if he was afraid of breaking something.
"My mother's birthday is next month, and she's always loved the iris brooch you designed."
Chen Hanxing's breath hitched. The iris brooch was their token of love. She had personally used broken diamonds to create his mother's favorite blue-purple iris.
His birthstone is embedded in the pistil.
And now he mentioned the birthday of his mother Cao Guizhi.
Is it just as simple as customizing a birthday gift?
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