Chapter 332 Met a Fan

The efficiency of the super building king is different.

As soon as the waiters from the five-star hotel arrived, the duplex of more than 2,000 square meters was cleaned up in less than two hours, which was the time for a meal. Even the sheets and mattresses were replaced with new brand-name ones.

I guess they usually come to clean even if no one lives there, so it's so fast.

Yang Huan was standing in the room on the 13th floor at this time. He opened the curtains and stood in front of the French window, overlooking the entire Knightsbridge business district. The lights were dim and the sky was red.

The room was large, with a wool blanket on the floor and the heater on, making it very cozy.

"You're moving in so soon? Don't you think about it?" Zhuang Ziqing walked to his side.

The view here is really great, overlooking the night view of London, it is really picturesque.

Living in a place like this is really a pleasure.

Yang Huan laughed, and put his right hand on her shoulder. "It's so tiring to think so much."

"But you just cooperated with the Grosvenor family like this?" Zhuang Ziqing felt that with such a large project, he must be cautious. They are the local tyrants, what if he gets cheated?

Yang Huan had a different idea.

"A gentleman shoots his balls, a villain hides his penis. If he had intended to cheat others, he wouldn't be in his current position."

Having said that, Yang Huan smiled confidently.

"Besides, he can't eat such a big piece of cake by himself. He must find someone to cooperate with. If he deliberately cheats me, what will others think? He won't do such a thing that will lose the big picture for the small."

Zhuang Ziqing felt that what he said made some sense.

It would be foolish for a man like the Duke of Westminster not to know how to make choices.

"Also, all my legal documents will go through your law firm."

As Yang Huan spoke, he exerted force with his right hand and pulled Zhuang Ziqing into his arms.

"When the time comes, I'll trouble you to pay more attention to it. If you still get cheated, I won't be able to do anything about it."

When no one was around, Zhuang Ziqing would let him do whatever he wanted.

But I still felt embarrassed when he held me in his arms.

But she still reached out to hug his waist and looked at the dreamy night view of London in the distance.

The neon street lights dotted in the dark city seem to be the reflection of the starry sky, so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated.

"Hey." Yang Huan rubbed her hair.

"Hmm?" Zhuang Ziqing knew what he was going to do and said shyly.

"Did you go to the bathroom to check just now?"

Zhuang Ziqing's pretty face turned even redder, and she immediately gave him a charming look.

Why is this guy's mind full of things like this when no one is around?

"I found that the bathroom was too big, more than 20 square meters, almost as big as a room. The shower area was also very large, and the super large bathtub inside was

Just when Zhuang Ziqing was feeling extremely embarrassed, she was suddenly picked up by him.

"Ah, what are you talking about?" Zhuang Ziqing was so embarrassed that she struggled twice symbolically.

"It's nothing, I just thought that since we're living here, we should try everything."

After saying this, the guy was already laughing so rudely and rushed into the bathroom carrying her.

Yang Huan sat on the sofa in the entrance hall on the ground floor of One Hyde Park, crossed his legs, reading a newspaper, and waiting for the bus.

After they moved in here yesterday, Yang Huan's car was still parked at Stamford Bridge.

On the contrary, Zhuang Ziqing left her car at the company and asked the hotel to arrange a special car to take her to work.

Yang Huan was waiting downstairs.

"Hello, sir, please raise your feet and let me pass."

I was watching intently when a cleaning lady came over, wearing the waitress uniform of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Yang Huan nodded and stepped aside.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that there was a guy sitting opposite him. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt, but he was smiling and looked extremely wretched. Judging from his skin color and appearance, he looked a bit like someone from the Middle East.

But Yang Huan didn't think much about it and continued reading his newspaper.

Yesterday afternoon, Southampton beat Chelsea 3-0 away from home, and newspapers across Britain and Europe were full of praise.

My goodness, it sounds like Southampton would be cheating if they don't win the FA Cup.

Some of the words were so corny that even Yang Huan himself felt embarrassed.

So, the media these days has no moral integrity.

"Dude, this sister is pretty good, isn't she?"

The guy who was smiling just now suddenly came up and laughed.

Yang Huan put down the newspaper and looked over. This guy was staring at a certain raised part of the waitress's body as she bent over to wipe the table. His obscene eyes looked as if he was almost drooling.

Could it be that this guy has never seen a woman in his life?

Is it necessary to be this hungry and thirsty?

"Look at her, she's so fat, she must be fertile. And her legs are long, with a lot of meat, and her figure is mature. She looks pretty attractive at first glance, don't you think?"

Yang Huan glanced at the waiter's back, then looked at the wretched man who almost drooled at his sight, and sweat broke out in his heart.

With this figure, he is about 1.6 meters tall and weighs at least 60 kilograms. The fat on his waist is so much that it can be cut off and squeezed into oil. And the neck is no longer a double chin, but a triple chin or a quadruple chin.

That’s it, and you call it good?

"Very tasteful." Yang Huan could only smile bitterly and nod.

What a weird aesthetic!

When Yang Huan saw this guy, he immediately thought of a movie character.

Tony Leung Ka Fai in A Chinese Odyssey

The tone and demeanor are very similar

Who knew that when the guy heard it, his eyes lit up immediately, as if he was encouraged, he coughed and shouted, "Sister!"

The waitress turned around and Yang Huan took a look. Wow, her face was simply ugly.

"Sister, I live on the ninth floor. Please go up and help me clean up when you are free."

"Okay," the woman nodded with a smile, and then continued to live.

Yang Huan's face was covered with sweat after hearing this. They're hooking up already?

Wait, the ninth floor?

Does this guy live on the ninth floor?

Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be very old, perhaps twenty years old?

"Hey, you guessed it, Mr. Yang Huan"

"Do you know me?" Yang Huan was a little surprised.

The man smiled and rummaged through the pile of newspapers, and found a copy of The Times, which contained a photo of Yang Huan.

"Look, I noticed it when I was reading the newspaper just now. I didn't expect that you also moved into this community."

Yang Huan didn't expect to meet a fan. He nodded and said, "You are..."

"My name is too long to remember, so just call me by my first name, Hamad."

"The Prime Minister of Qatar..."

"Yes, he is my father," Hamad nodded and replied with a smile.

It sounds like he doesn't have the temper of the second generation of officials or the second generation of rich people. He is always laughing and makes people feel approachable.

“After I came to the UK, I found it’s really nice here.”

"Really?" Yang Huan found it funny.

He really wanted to ask, does your father know that you have such a strong taste?

"That's natural. In our country, women have to cover their heads and faces when they go out. They wrap their whole bodies tightly and you can't see anything clearly. But it's different here. They are so open in the UK. I like it here."

Yang Huan almost burst out laughing.

It turns out that in his eyes, even waiters in uniform are considered super sexy.

What about watching those Japanese love action movies?

Wouldn't that make my nose bleed?

"Don't get me wrong, I also use the Internet and computers in my country, and many of my teachers are from Europe. But what you see on the Internet and TV will never be as real as seeing it up close like this."

Yang Huanyu smiled, he didn't think there was anything worthy of appreciation about the waitress.

Her skin was dry and her figure was completely out of shape. The hotel uniform was almost torn, but what did that prove?

"Mr. Yang Huan, it's a pleasure to meet you"

The second-generation official from Qatar said this excitedly.

"I'm serious. I've heard of your name in China before. Al Jazeera TV once polled the world's most outstanding second-generation rich people, and you were undisputedly ranked first."

"Really?" Yang Huan laughed. How come he didn't know this?

Even though I won first place, there was no trophy or bonus or something. Isn’t that too stingy?

"Really? I heard that your team was recruiting members. A few friends and I were planning to join, but we didn't get a spot."

Yang Huan never expected that he is still the idol of the second generation of Qatari officials. He is so proud.

Just at this moment, Long Wu had already picked up the car and called Yang Huan at the gate.

"Mr. Yang Huan, where are you going?" Hamad also stood up with Yang Huan.

“I have to go back to Southampton”

Hamad was excited when he heard this. "Can I visit St. Mary's Stadium and WeChat?"

Seeing how excited he was and since he was her fan, it was hard for Yang Huan to say no.

Besides, his father is the Prime Minister of Qatar, how can we not give him face?

But as soon as he agreed, Hamad started laughing and said, "Come on, I'll take you there, let's not drive anymore."

"Don't drive, then..."

Yang Huan would never have thought that the guy he met would be so awesome.

There are many ways to get from London to Southampton without driving.

For example, walking, subway, bus, taxi, or even flying.

However, this second-generation official from Qatar chose a way that surprised Yang Huan the most.

yacht

At Canary Wharf in the City of London, Yang Huan saw this luxury yacht, which is said to be the twelfth largest in the world.

Al Maquib, with a total length of 133 meters, was specially built by a famous German yacht company.

Yang Huan watched Long Wu and the drivers drive the car into the yacht with a wry smile.

A year ago, Abramovich also went to Southampton on a yacht, but he couldn't find a dock and was forced to stop in Brighton.

Nowadays, this rich second-generation Qatari also chooses to ride a yacht.

I really don't understand what these rich people are thinking.

Isn't it good to take a car?

If we were to take a car, we would have already arrived.

"Let's go to Southampton" Hamad was very excited.

The yacht slowly left the dock and moved slowly in the narrow waterway of London.

As the saying goes, a big ship is difficult to turn around, and there are many yachts docked at Canary Wharf, so the speed is very slow.

When their Al Maquib slowly turned out of one of the waterways and was about to enter the wider tributary of the Thames, a larger yacht came out from the opposite side and rushed towards them.

Especially when the other side saw Al Maquib, they just blew the whistle, didn't give way, and rushed over to grab the waterway.

The opponent's move forced Al Maquib to give way.

But what made the atmosphere even more tense was that there was a man standing on the top floor of the yacht opposite, giving this side a big middle finger, which made Hamad very angry.

"Who the hell is that? So arrogant, is he going to die?"

As he spoke, he gave the captain an order, "Go ahead and ram them!"

The captain looked miserable, "Their ship is so much bigger than ours, we can't crash into it."

Hamad could only watch the ship sailing away angrily, gritting his teeth and stamping his feet.

"I'll build a bigger yacht and kill you."