Chapter 332: Met fans

　　 The efficiency of Super Lou Wang is different.
　　
When the waiter of a five-star hotel came, it took less than two hours for a meal, and the 2,000-square-meter building was cleaned up. Even the sheets and mattresses were replaced with brand new ones. Famous brand.
　　
　　 It is estimated that even if they are unoccupied, they will often come to clean, so they can be so fast.
　　
　　 Yang Huan was standing in the room on the thirteenth floor at this time, drew the curtains, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the entire business district of Knightsbridge.
　　
　　 The room is very large, with wool blankets on the floor and the heating is on, making it very warm.
　　
　　 "I'm living in now, don't think about it?" Zhuang Ziqing walked to his side.
　　
　　The scenery here is really excellent, overlooking the night view of London, it is really picturesque.
　　
　　 Living in such a place is indeed a pleasure!
　　
　　 Yang Huan chuckled, and put his right hand over and put it on her shoulder, "What do you think about so much, how tired."
　　
　　 "But you just cooperated with the Grosvenor family like this?" Zhuang Ziqing felt that for such a large project, one must be careful and careful. People are snakes, what should I do if I get scammed?
　　
　　 Yang Huan has another idea.
　　
　　 "The gentleman doesn't play the ball, the villain hides the chicken, if he deliberately wants to cheat others, then he can't be where he is today!"
　　
　　 At this point, Yang Huan smiled confidently.
　　
"Besides, he can't swallow such a big piece of cake alone. He must find someone to cooperate. If he deliberately pits me, what will other people think? He won't do this kind of things that are too small to lose big. of!"
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing felt a little reasonable when he said that.
　　
　　When it comes to the Duke of Westminster, it would be stupid if you don't know how to choose.
　　
　　 "Also, all my legal documents will go through your lawyer firm by then!"
　　
　　 While Yang Huan was talking, he put Zhuang Ziqing in his arms with a strong right hand.
　　
　　 "When the time comes, I will bother you to pay more attention to me. If I get scammed like this, then I won't be wrong!"
　　
　　 When there is no one, Zhuang Ziqing is left to him.
　　
　　 But at this time, he was taken into his arms, still feeling ashamed.
　　
　　 But he still stretched out his hand to hug his waist, looking at the fantastic night view of London in the distance.
　　
　　 dots of neon street lights, dotted in the dark city, like the reflection of the starry sky, beautiful, so beautiful that people are drunk.
　　
　　 "Eh." Yang Huan rubbed her hair.
　　
　　 "Huh?" Zhuang Ziqing replied shyly, knowing what he was going to do.
　　
　　 "Have you visited the bathroom just now?"
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing's pretty face became even redder, and suddenly he gave him a white look.
　　
　　 How come this guy is full of such things when there is no one?
　　
　　 "I found out that the bathroom is too big, more than 20 square meters, and it has caught up with someone else's room, and the shower area is also very big. The super large bathtub inside, I think..."
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing was embarrassed when she heard it, suddenly she was picked up by him.
　　
　　 "Ah, what are you doing?" Zhuang Ziqing was ashamed and struggled symbolically twice.
　　
　　 "I didn't do anything, I just thought we should try everything if we live in!"
　　
　　 After finishing talking, this guy had already laughed out of nowhere, and hugged her and rushed into the bathroom.
　　
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　　 Yang Huan sat on the sofa in the entrance hall on the ground floor of Hyde Park One, with Erlang's legs tilted, reading the newspaper, and waiting for the car.
　　
　　 After they moved in here yesterday, Yang Huan’s car was still at Stamford Bridge Stadium.
　　
　　 Instead, it was Zhuang Ziqing. The car was left at the company, and the hotel directly arranged a special car to take her to work.
　　
　　 Yang Huan is waiting below.
　　
　　 "Hello, sir, please raise your foot!"
　　
　　 was looking attentively, and there was a cleaning sister next to her, dressed as a waiter from the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.
　　
　　 Yang Huan nodded and let it go aside.
　　
　　 Yu Guang just swept it up, sitting right across from him was a guy wearing a black suit and white shirt, but grinning, not to mention how wretched he looked. Judging from his skin color and appearance, he looked a bit like a person from the Middle East.
　　
　　 But Yang Huan didn't think much, and continued to read his own newspaper.
　　
　　 Yesterday afternoon, Southampton beat Chelsea 3-0 in an away game. The newspapers in Britain and Europe are covered.
　　
　　 Good guy, that posture, it sounds like it is cheating if Southampton doesn't win the FA Cup.
　　
　　 Some words are so numb that Yang Huan feels embarrassed!
　　
　　 So, the media of these years, there is no festival!
　　
　　 "Dude, this sister is not bad!"
　　
　　 The grinning guy suddenly leaned forward and smiled.
　　
　　 Yang Huan put down the newspaper and looked over. This guy was still staring at a certain puckered part of the waiter who was bent over to wipe the table, and his wretched eyes almost drooled.
　　
　　 This guy hasn't seen a woman in his life, right?
　　
　　 As for hunger and thirst?
　　
　　 "Look, more fat, it must be good for health, and the legs are quite long, there are more meat, and the body is also very mature. At first glance, people like it. Are you right?"
　　
　　 Yang Huan looked at the back of the waiter, and then at this wretched man who was almost drooling, with the waterfall sweat in his heart.
　　
　　 This body is about 1.6 meters tall, weighs at least 60 kilograms, and there are so many fats on the waist that can be cut off for oil, and the neck is no longer a double chin, it has three chins and four chins.
　　
　　 That's it, it's not bad?
　　
　　 "Tasteful!" Yang Huan could only nodded with a wry smile.
　　
　　 What an amazing aesthetic is this?
　　
　　 And seeing this guy, Yang Huan immediately thought of a movie image.
　　
　　 Leung Ka Fai is inside!
　　
　　 The tone and expression are very similar!
　　
　　Who knows that when that guy heard it, his eyes flashed, as if he was encouraged, he coughed and shouted, "Sister!"
　　
　　 The waitress turned her face, and Yang Huan took a look, obediently, this face can be regarded as a crooked melon.
　　
　　 "Sister, I live on the ninth floor, please go up and help me clean up if you have time!"
　　
　　 "Okay!" The woman smiled and nodded, and then went on to live.
　　
　　 Yang Huan heard waterfall sweat on his face, did he hook up?
　　
　　 Wait, the ninth floor?
　　
　　 Is this guy living on the ninth floor?
　　
　　 Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is not too old, is he twenty years old?
　　
　　 "Hey, you guessed it, Mr. Yang Huan!"
　　
　　 "Do you know me?" Yang Huan was a little strange.
　　
　　 The man smiled and flipped through the pile of newspapers, and found out a Times newspaper with a picture of Yang Huan in it.
　　
　　 "Hey, I noticed when I was reading this newspaper just now. Unexpectedly, you have also lived in this community!"
　　
　　 Yang Huan didn’t expect to meet a fan, and nodded, "You are..."
　　
　　 "My name is too long, I can't remember, you just call my name, Hamad."
　　
　　 "The Prime Minister of Qatar..."
　　
　　 "Yes, he is my father!" Hamad nodded and replied with a smile.
　　
　　 does not sound like the second-generation official and the second-generation rich. He always smiles, which makes people feel close.
　　
　　 "After I came to the UK, I found it was really good!"
　　
　　 "Really?" Yang Huan felt funny inside.
　　
　　 He wanted to ask, your taste is so heavy, does your father know?
　　
　　 "That's natural. In our country, women have to cover their heads outside, and they are wrapped tightly. They can't see everything clearly, but here is different. They are too open in Britain. I like it here!"
　　
　　 Yang Huan almost laughed out loud.
　　
　　 In his eyes, even the waiters who are wearing them are super sexy.
　　
　　 What if you see those Japanese love action movies?
　　
　　 Isn't it going to be a nosebleed spurt?
　　
　　 "Don't get me wrong, I also use the Internet in our country and use a computer. Many of my teachers are invited by Europe. However, what you see on the Internet and TV is never as true as watching it up close!"
　　
　　 Yang Huan smiled dryly. He didn't think the waiter sister had anything to appreciate.
　　
　　 The skin is dry, and the figure is completely out of shape. The hotel is almost broken, but what can that explain?
　　
　　 "Mr. Yang Huan, I'm so glad to meet you!"
　　
　　 The second-generation official from Qatar said with excitement.
　　
　　 "I'm serious, I've heard of your name in China before, and Al Jazeera had a selection before. When the world's best rich second generation, you were the undisputed number one."
　　
　　 "Really?" Yang Happy, hehe, why doesn't he know this?
　　
　　 are ranked first, and there is no trophy, or a bonus or something, too stingy?
　　
　　 "Really, I heard that your team is recruiting members, and a few friends and I are planning to participate, but I didn't get the spot!"
　　
　　 Yang Huan did not expect that he is still the idol of the second generation of Qatari officials, so proud!
　　
　　 Just at this moment, Longwu 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!"
　　
　　 When Hamad heard this, he was excited, "Can I visit St. Mary's Stadium and WeChat Company?"
　　
　　 Seeing his excitement, and his own fan, Yang Huan is hard to say.
　　
　　 Besides, my father is the prime minister of Qatar, can he not save face?
　　
　　 But as soon as he agreed, Hamad laughed, "Then go, I'll take you there, let's stop driving!"
　　
　　 "Don't drive, then..."
　　
　　 Yang Huan would never have thought that this guy he met would be such a superb.
　　
　　 There are many ways to travel from London to Southampton without driving.
　　
　　 For example, walking, subway, bus, taxi, or even you can choose to fly.
　　
　　 But the second-generation official from Qatar chose the method that surprised Yang Huan the most.
　　
　　 yacht!
　　
　　In Canary Wharf in the City of London, Yang Huan saw this luxury yacht, which is known as 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 smiled bitterly when he watched Long Wu and the drivers drive into the yacht.
　　
　　 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.
　　
　　 Now, this rich second-generation Qatar also chooses to take a yacht.
　　
　　The thoughts of these rich people, I really don’t understand it!
　　
　　 Is it bad to take a car?
　　
　　 If you take a car, I’m afraid it’s already here!
　　
　　 "Go ~EbookFREE.me~ to Southampton!" Hamad was very excited.
　　
　　 The yacht slowly left the dock, moving slowly in the narrow waterways of London.
　　
　　 As the saying goes, the boat is difficult to turn around. There are many yachts docked in 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 more spacious tributary of the Thames, they also sailed out a larger yacht on the opposite side, and ran into it.
　　
　　Especially when the other side saw Al Maquib, he just sounded a sirens and rushed over and snatched the waterway.
　　
　　 The opponent's move forced Al Maquib to give way.
　　
　　 What makes people feel even more atmospheric is that on the top of the yacht opposite, there was a person standing on the top of the yacht. Hamad was angry with a big middle finger.
　　
　　 "Fuck, who is that? It's so horrible?"
　　
　　 said, he also gave an order to the captain, "Get up and run over!"
　　
　　The captain looked sad, "Their boat is so much bigger than ours, I can't hit it!"
　　
　　 Hamad could only gritted his teeth and stomped his feet as he watched the distant ship.
　　
　　 "Look at me if I don't build a bigger yacht and hit you to death!"
　　
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