Chapter 326: Caring Gray

In mid-May, Qi Sheng flew to London specially.

In the penultimate round of the Premier League, Arsenal will face Chelsea at home.

As long as the game is tied, Arsenal will win the championship one round in advance.

Although Chelsea is very close in the standings.

Unless Arsenal fails, Chelsea have little hope of overtaking.

As the team owner, Qi Sheng naturally would not miss this game.

After arriving in London, Qi Sheng went directly to his palace in Knightsbridge.

Butler Gray was notified and lined up with a group of servants to greet them.

We saw Land Rover leading the way, with Rolls-Royce cars in the middle.

The black iron gate was immediately opened, and then the convoy drove into the yard.

"Welcome back to London, sir."

Gray was the first to step forward to greet him.

A few bold maids even flirted with Qi Sheng.

"Prepare dinner. There will be several guests coming over tonight."

Qi Sheng smiled and shook hands with Gray, then walked into his mansion.

The villa has seven floors, and each floor covers an area of ​​more than 800 square meters.

In a place like London where every inch of land is valuable, this can be said to be quite a luxury.

To be honest, Qi Sheng came here very rarely.

But with his level of wealth, it is normal for him to own multiple luxury homes around the world.

With Gray's thoughtful arrangement, Qi Sheng enjoyed a luxurious bathing service.

Four blonde maids, wearing maid outfits and black stockings.

Using her soft little hands, she helped Qi Sheng relax his muscles.

Even Qi Sheng's head was placed in the arms of a maid with great ambitions.

Use just the right amount of force and massage gently.

After soaking for a full hour, Qi Sheng finally walked out of the bathtub feeling relaxed.

As for the anger provoked by the maids, it was naturally put out by the four of them together.

After taking a shower, Qi Sheng changed into the bathrobe prepared by Gray.

Come to the dressing room area of ​​the master bedroom on the seventh floor.

At Qi Sheng's request, Gray converted the entire seventh floor into an extra-large master bedroom.

The reception area alone is a luxurious 300 square meters, and the cloakroom is over 100 square meters.

Not to mention the bedrooms, which would make the British who can't afford a house in London jealous.

In the cloakroom, there are a wide variety of suits, jackets, shirts, and trousers.

They are all the latest men's wear of the season from Prada, Chloe, Burberry, Hermès and Zegna.

Zegna is the most recently acquired brand, which cost Misia a full 3 billion euros.

Compared with Misia's market value, it is totally insignificant.

Misia, which is growing rapidly, has become a hot commodity in the eyes of many financial groups.

Several companies that had previously provided loans to Misia jointly provided a loan of 5 billion euros.

It doesn’t matter if they can’t pay it back, they can directly convert debt into equity and become shareholders of Misia.

They would only be secretly happy if they really couldn't pay it back.

Qi Sheng collected his thoughts and picked out a set of Zegna shirt and trousers.

There's no need to be too serious in your own home, but you can't be too casual either.

When it comes to menswear, Zegna is the real expert.

Qi Sheng was very satisfied with both the fabric and the design.

After changing clothes, I went downstairs.

Arteta and others, who were being greeted by Gray, saw Qi Sheng coming out of the elevator.

They all stood up with ingratiating smiles on their faces.

"boss."

"Sit down, make yourself comfortable."

Qi Sheng smiled and waved his hand, then sat on the largest sofa.

The few people who were originally rather casual suddenly sat up straight.

"Arsenal have performed very well this season and have not disappointed me."

Hearing Qi Sheng's praise as soon as he opened his mouth, Arteta and the other two on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, you can't be careless since you haven't won the championship yet. It would be a lot of fun if you lose the championship at the last minute."

Qi Sheng took time out of his busy schedule to come here, naturally because he wanted to see Arsenal win the treble.

Otherwise, he wouldn't bother to make the trip to London.

"We are very confident that we can win the treble this season. The players, the coaching staff, the entire club and the fans are all fully prepared!"

Arteta issued a military order in front of Qi Sheng.

This is the team's excellent record this season, which gives him confidence.

"It's good to have confidence. I will see Arsenal win the treble."

Qi Sheng gave Arteta an approving look, then looked at Gray.

"Is dinner ready?"

"Everything is ready. Shall we start eating now?"

Gray immediately bent over and asked respectfully.

"Well, don't let the guests get hungry."

Qi Sheng just spent a little too long upstairs, and it's almost eight o'clock now.

Arteta and the others are probably starving.

"Yes, sir."

Gray immediately notified the kitchen through the headset, and then led Qi Sheng and the others to the restaurant.

Although they have been here for a while, Arteta and his team did not dare to visit casually.

Even though they were just sitting in the living room on the first floor, the three of them couldn't help but envy the busy and orderly maids.

This kind of happiness of super-rich people is destined to be beyond their reach in this lifetime.

The boss's mansion alone is worth 200 million pounds.

Even if they are considered a high-income group, they would have to work hard for 100 years even if they didn't eat or drink.

…

The dinner was very sumptuous.

Various precious ingredients, such as caviar, wagyu beef, and oysters, are all airlifted in.

Easily, this table would cost hundreds of thousands of pounds.

These ingredients are not that expensive.

The main wine we drink is the legendary Romanee-Conti.

Romanee-Conti costs tens of thousands of pounds a bottle.

Not to mention the lingering taste on their lips and teeth, it is enough to make them savour it again and again.

Although they have little contact with the big boss Qi Sheng, Arteta and others dare not underestimate him in the slightest.

Especially Edu and Garlick.

One of them is the sporting director in charge of transfers, and the other is the de facto CEO of the club.

Jin Ying, who was originally in charge of Arsenal, couldn't wait to return to China to give birth to a child.

Garlick temporarily exercised the powers of general manager and managed the club's affairs in an orderly manner.

Both of them are considered expert-level talents, and Qi Sheng used two talent recruitment cards of the same level.

Make both of them his own, just like Arteta.

Jin Ying is not around, and he won't be in London often.

Only those who have been transformed by the system are worthy of Qi Sheng's trust.

After the transformation, the two people looked at Qi Sheng with eyes full of piety.

Full loyalty is no joke.

If we ask them to transfer all the money in their bank accounts to Qi Sheng now, neither of them will hesitate at all.

Qi Sheng took the towel handed to him by the maid and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"You two should handle the daily affairs of the club. You can communicate more with Arteta about transfers, but the final list of signings must be submitted to me."

"Okay, boss."

Edu and Garlick nodded without hesitation, without any intention of fighting for power.

I just want to run the club well and do my best for my boss.

"Boss, are you really going to sell Camavinga to Chelsea?"

Edu, who is in charge of transfer affairs, couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I'll sell it. Is there anyone offering a higher price than Chelsea?"

Qi Sheng asked back with a smile.

"No, it's just a pity to let such a young Camavinga go."

Edu shook his head, a look of regret and reluctance on his face.

"I can have as many talents as I want."

Qi Sheng curled his lips, not feeling any sympathy at all.

He even felt that this operation was a bit of a loss.

Just like those young players at Arsenal's youth training base.

As long as he is willing to spend money to help them cheat, they can become the second Camavinga in minutes.

"As long as there is someone who can replace Camavinga, it's okay to let him go."

As a talent who is extremely loyal to Qi Sheng, Arteta naturally believes in his boss's words.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest early. I will be at the home stadium to watch the game the day after tomorrow."

Qi Sheng glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was almost ten o'clock.

"Then you should rest early too."

Arteta and the other two tactfully stood up and said goodbye.

After being sent out of the villa by Gray, they left in their respective cars.

…

After the three people left, the iron door of the villa was not closed.

After waiting for a while, a Bentley drove in.

A bodyguard got out from the passenger seat and opened the back door.

A tall woman got out of the car.

"Ms. Emily Ratajkowski, it's a pleasure to meet you this evening."

Gray stepped forward to greet him, his smile impeccable.

"Hello, Mr. Grey."

Emily looked at the seven-story villa in front of her and couldn't help but be amazed.

This is London, not some cheap place in the countryside.

As a Polish supermodel who grew up in London, Emily had never entered such a super luxury house located in the bustling city center.

Most of the super-rich people who own such mansions are over 60 years old.

Even if you have the intention, you basically don't have the strength.

The employer Gray served was not some old man.

But he is a super rich man who is not even 30 years old.

It is for this reason that Emily accepted Gray's invitation.

Participate in this special interview.

Following Gray into the villa, I saw young and beautiful maids.

Emily couldn't help but feel a little stressed.

Although she is a supermodel, her body is extremely hot.

But she had to admit that these maids were quite pretty.

After all, they were carefully selected by Gray, and the worst one had an appearance score of 80 points.

Faced with an annual salary of 200,000 pounds, it is four times the average income of the British.

No girl can refuse such a well-paid job.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Gray knocked on the door, smiled and nodded at Emily,

then walked into a bedroom next door, ready to wait for Qi Sheng's call at any time.

"Who are you?"

After Qi Sheng opened the door, he was stunned for a moment.

He thought Gray was in trouble, but he didn't expect a beautiful woman with long chestnut hair to be standing outside the door.

"Hello, my name is Emily Ratajkowski. I have my own swimwear brand and I hope to get your support."

Emily had already found out that Gray's employer was Misia's boss.

Throughout Europe, Misia is almost synonymous with luxury painting.

Even brands like Hermès have been acquired by it.

Emily is a little ambitious and wants to use Misia's channels and resources to promote her own swimwear brand.

If you are lucky enough to be acquired by Misia, you might be able to cash out hundreds of millions of pounds directly.

"Come in."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Qi Sheng understood Gray's intention and smiled as he moved aside.

"Thanks."

Emily walked in without hesitation and very naturally.

The first time she saw Qi Sheng, she completely put aside the last bit of worry in her heart.

Such a handsome man is unique even in the modeling circle where there are countless handsome men and beautiful women.

"I just heard you say that you have your own swimwear brand?"

Qi Sheng sat on the sofa and looked at Emily with interest.

She is about 1.7 meters tall, which is average among models.

But this girl's figure is really amazing.

Judging from the appearance, there is at least D.

"Yes, can I change into my swimsuit?"

Emily shook the bag in her hand, which was filled with swimsuits she had carefully selected.

"sure."

Qi Sheng smiled and nodded, also wanting to see what this woman was up to.

Soon, Emily changed into a sexy leopard print swimsuit.

She walked out of the bathroom with her long, wheat-colored legs.

For models, the flatter the figure, the better.

But for men, Emily's D cup is attractive.

Under Qi Sheng's admiring gaze, Emily walked over calmly.

"Very sexy figure, and the swimsuit design is also nice."

Qi Sheng gave a relatively objective comment.

"Just good?"

Emily was a little disappointed; this was not the evaluation she wanted.

"You can feel the fabric up close, and I believe you will have a higher evaluation."

Emily grabbed Qi Sheng's hand and stuffed it into the collar of his swimsuit.

"Yeah, it's definitely different this time, fuller and more elastic."

Qi Sheng played the ball openly without any embarrassment.

According to the system's detection, Emily's condition is healthy.

For Qi Sheng, this is enough.

As for special?

You can't expect too much from a female model who started out by taking sexy photos.

Besides, her husband doesn’t mind it.

What is there for Qi Sheng to care about?

Soon, the work of in-depth appraisal of swimsuit design and quality moved to the bed.

“The workmanship is average.”

Qi Sheng tore the straps of his leopard print swimsuit without using any force.

"This is a special one I designed. I hope you like it."

Emily did not lie to Qi Sheng. This was just a little fun thing she and her husband did occasionally.

This opportunity is rare, so it was used directly on Qi Sheng.

"Wait a moment, please..."

"I'm in a hurry."

Qi Sheng refused the small umbrella offered by Emily.

As a man, you should use real weapons.

Of course, the prerequisite is that there is a system to help with detection.

Otherwise, it is recommended to do it in the safest way.

"OMG~"

Emily didn't force it, but she was soon shocked.

Are all Asian men so fierce? ...

The next day.

Gray was smart enough not to arrange breakfast, but he made lunch extremely sumptuous.

Emily wolfed down the food to replenish her energy.

Only when I filled my stomach did I feel alive.

The looks they gave Qi Sheng were filled with a hint of fear, but also a bit of desire and obsession.

No woman would not be addicted to that kind of extreme happiness.

Emily has had several boyfriends and even has a child with her current husband.

But she swore that last night's experience would be remembered for the rest of her life.

Compared to Emily, Qi Sheng's eating style is much more elegant.

Elegance is elegance.

Qi Sheng's appetite is several times that of Emily.

Fortunately, there is a team of chefs serving him.

Qi Sheng didn't stop until he had eaten almost three times the normal amount.

"Regarding your swimwear brand, I can personally invest 5 million pounds in you."

Qi Sheng is not the kind of person who gets things for free.

Investing in Emily's swimwear brand is a way to repay her for her hard work last night.

Of course, there will be someone dedicated to follow up on this investment.

Emily will not be allowed to embezzle funds at will.

"Thank you. I will work hard to run Inamorata (swimwear brand) well."

When Emily heard that the man in front of her was going to invest 5 million pounds in her, she was overjoyed and thanked him immediately.

Although she was not given direct money, the £5 million could be a signal.

As long as the business is well managed, it may be acquired by Misia.

Thinking that he might get shares worth hundreds of millions of pounds.

Emily wished she could completely capture the man in front of her.

"By the way, you and your husband?"

Qi Sheng had fallen asleep when he remembered that the person in front of him had a family.

"We are already planning to divorce, you don't have to worry about that."

Emily had always looked down on her husband.

Not only could they not help her with her acting career, they were also unable to help with her swimwear brand.

Thinking of this, Emily looked at the man who had conquered her last night with burning eyes.

Be it financial resources, power, or body, the other party is perfect.

He's the kind of man that women can become addicted to.

"It's not because of me that I'm fine."

Qi Sheng shrugged and was too lazy to ask about Emily's private affairs.

Europeans and Americans get married and divorced, isn't that as casual as eating and drinking? As long as the funds are not in place, Qi Sheng can keep having sex with Emily for free.

As a big internet celebrity with more than 20 million fans on Instagram.

Emily's influence is only slightly less than that of top supermodels in the fashion circle like Jenner.

At Emily's request, Qi Sheng agreed to take a photo.

She can take pictures freely inside the entire villa.

After taking a walk around, Emily suddenly felt like she didn't want to leave this place for the rest of her life.

She is served by a group of maids and butlers every day, and eats the world's finest ingredients.

Even when going out, there are Rolls-Royces and Bentleys to pick you up.

No woman can refuse such a life.

As a big influencer on Instagram, every update Emily posts will receive hundreds of thousands of likes.

The content this time is also more attractive to ordinary people.

"OMG, is this the palace?"

“I can’t imagine how happy it would be to live here.”

"Emily is so lucky. I never dreamed that I could drink coffee as elegantly as she does and enjoy the service of the butler and servants."

"Is Emily getting a divorce? I think I saw a man standing behind Emily in the bathroom mirror."

"No, Emily is not that kind of woman!"

…

After posting on Instagram, Emily leaned her hands on the sink, enjoying the powerful and fast thrusts from the man behind her.

Although she is not heavy, she still weighs 104 kilograms.

But the man in front of me looked like he was holding a baby.

Holding her in both hands, he walked from the bathroom to the bedroom.

This extreme feeling of power made Emily excited and she hugged the man and kissed him.

I wish I could pass all my passion to the other person.

Only when the man's body stiffened did Emily completely collapse.

The social media messages on her phone kept flashing, indicating that someone was madly @ing her.

"Jenna?"

Emily struggled to hold the phone in front of her.

After unlocking the screen, I saw dozens of messages from the other party starting with "fuck" and "shit".

After reading it all, Emily looked at the man smoking the cigar in surprise.

"Jenna is your ex-girlfriend?"

"Not really, at most he's a good friend."

"Have you had any in-depth communication?"

"certainly."

Emily shook her head helplessly and replied to Jenna.

But the man on the other end was in a rage and didn't listen to her explanation at all.

Since that didn't make sense, Emily simply blocked Jenna.

With Qi Sheng's support, she no longer has to hang out with Jenna and the other KFC sisters.

Thinking of all the insults Jenna had said to me.

Emily took out all her anger on the man in front of her who was enjoying himself.

After a verbal quarrel, she supported herself on the man with her hands and began to sway left and right in a wanton manner.

Thinking that Jenna could only scold her on the Internet, while she could sleep with the man who was out of Jenna's reach.

Emily, who originally had a sore waist, suddenly felt an unprecedented vitality in her body.

It feels so good to build your own happiness on Jenna's pain.

Emily, who was having so much fun, even sent a video without her face in it.

After posting, I decisively blocked Jenner.

It goes without saying that Jenna was absolutely furious.

(End of this chapter)