Chapter 233 Gathering (2)
After paying the bill, the three of them were about to leave when Leon's phone rang.
"Hello, daddy?"
"Did sister pick you up?" Eric asked.
"Got it, we're getting ready to leave the airport."
"Then just stay at the door for a while. Grandpa has sent someone to pick you up."
"Going to grandpa's manor tonight? It's too far."
"I'll take you to the hotel to stay first, and then go back tomorrow morning."
"That will probably have to wait until the afternoon. We have an interview in the morning."
"It's okay, just make your own arrangements and pay attention to safety."
Leon hung up the phone, and Luo Quan asked, "Dad?"
"Yes, Grandpa has sent someone to pick us up, and the hotel has been booked."
"That's good." Luo Quan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After waiting for a while on the side of the road where the airport was, a nine-meter-long extended Rolls-Royce parked in front of everyone.
Two tall men in suits got out of the car, one was about forty years old and the other was in his early sixties.
"Master Lyon, Miss Luo Quan." The two men saluted the siblings with a respectful attitude.
Seifert whistled loudly, but not because of the two servants, but because of the luxury car in front of him.
Rolls-Royce Phantoms are not uncommon, but the nine-meter extended version is extremely rare. No matter where it is placed, the price of such a car is sky-high, at least it starts at 20 million US dollars.
Leon was a little helpless: "Grandpa Barry, you said you don't need to be so polite outside. It's the 21st century, and you still do this."
Luo Quan had never seen such a formation before, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, it belongs to the young master and the young lady. It sounds like she has a lot of birth status, but our country doesn't have such a saying."
Barry smiled and simply said: "I am a servant of the Albert family."
Leon sighed and said nothing more.
This situation reminded Luo Quan of a text he had learned in elementary school.
It is the story of Brother Xun and Runtu. They were playmates and best friends when they were young. When they met again when they grew up, they also had the distinction of being a master and a servant.
It can only be said that the dregs of feudalism are really harmful to people.
However, Seifert seemed quite excited. After getting into the car, he kept saying that he wanted to experience the life of a noble.
Although his family is also rich in the United States, they have not yet reached the point where they can stretch out their hands for clothes and open their mouths for food, so they are still quite envious of the life that Leon has experienced.
Seeing that his good friend was looking forward to it, Leon rolled his eyes at him: "Believe me, you may feel good at first, but within a week you will feel it is a kind of torture."
"I do not believe."
"There are countless etiquette and courses that you will be asked to learn, and everyone in the manor will suddenly appear when you are having fun and tell you that you can't do this and that.
Fortunately I was only there for less than two years, otherwise I would have been driven crazy. "
"Is it so scary?" Seifert still looked unbelievable.
Leon spread his hands: "It will definitely not be like this now. After all, you are a guest and I have grown up."
By the time the car arrived in central London, it was already midnight.
The lights on the street are a little dimmer than before, but the number of people on the street is not small, but is increasing.
The speed of the car was not very fast. Luo Quan leaned against the car window and could still observe the people standing under the street lights.
There are H people and there are ZD people with big beards.
People in H wear slightly better clothes, and occasionally you can see brands like Nike and Adidas.
ZD people seemed a lot more embarrassed, and many people's clothes looked like they hadn't been washed for a long time.
They were in small groups, gathering on street corners under street lights, or wandering around on the sidewalk, and they looked quite happy.
It is worth mentioning that there are almost no locals on the street, and the nearby shops are closed tightly, even the 24-hour convenience store with a sign on it is closed.
I’ve heard that the UK has accepted a lot of refugees, so that’s all.
Although the security at midnight has been greatly affected, compared with France and Germany, the refugees in the UK are relatively peaceful.
When the car arrived at the door of the hotel, the world seemed to have changed instantly.
The place is brightly lit and busy with traffic.
The streets are still bustling with activity, shops are still open, and fashionably dressed teenagers and girls can be seen everywhere. A fat man with a rich body walks in and out of the hotel with his arms around a slender and beautiful lady.
This is what the capital of a developed country looks like, but for some reason, it seems a bit dazzling to Luo Quan.
This difference is like heaven and hell.
"This is it." The car stopped and Barry opened the car door, "This is our own hotel in Albert Real Estate, a five-star hotel. We can only make do with the young master, the young lady and the young master's friends here for one night. .”
Listen, is this human language?
Seifert smiled and said: "My dear, can a five-star hotel be considered a compromise?"
After entering the hotel, Leon and Luo Quan no longer wore sunglasses, but they didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, of course, an acquaintance of Leon.
"Oh, Lyon, long time no see!" An Arab wearing a floor-length white robe and a white cloth with a black ring on his head came over. His English accent was very pure, and his face was handsome, but a little dark.
Behind him were six bodyguards, all of whom were muscular and round-waisted, with protruding veins faintly visible on their temples. At first glance, they were Lian Jiazi.
"It's you, Abshir!" Leon also didn't expect to see this long-awaited friend here.
Abshir's face was full of smiles: "Let me guess, this should be your sister Luo Quan."
No matter where he is, Luo Quan without sunglasses is the most handsome guy in the room, and no one can ignore him.
Leon turned to introduce Luo Quan: "This is Abshir, the third prince of the current King of Dubai and the Crown Prince of the Emirate of Dubai."
"Nice to meet you." Abshir said to Luo Quan in comprehensible Chinese.
"Hello." Luo Quan nodded in greeting.
"By the way, you are also here to attend Prince Henry's engagement party?"
Leon frowned: "No, we are here for a movie casting interview. No one mentioned to us that Prince Henry is getting engaged."
Abshir said in confusion: "That shouldn't be the case. Even those from Japan and Thailand were invited."
When Luo Quan heard this, his eyelids twitched and he thought of a certain emperor's grandson.
Leon smiled: "That's normal. All the people invited are members of the royal family. Why are we ordinary people joining in the fun?"
It can be heard that he seems to have a lot of opinions about these members of the British royal family.
"Anyway, it's so rare to meet you here. The last time we met was probably two years ago, right?
After you finish this interview, you must go to Dubai with me for a few days! "
Before Leon could speak, Seifert stepped forward and interjected: "The Crown Prince invites you so kindly, how can Leon have the heart to refuse?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Lyon's agent and good friend, Seifert."
"Leon's friend is my friend. When the time comes, you can come to Dubai with him!" As he spoke, Abshir also moved his eyes towards Luo Quan.
The latter quickly waved his hand: "I still have a lot of things to do in China, so I won't join in the fun."
Abshir looked regretful: "That's such a pity. My brother Harrimandan likes your songs very much. Before you released an album, he bought tens of thousands of copies and sent thousands of servants to go there." Stand in line to smoke your limited edition record, just for your autographed photo.”
It turns out that the wealthy Arab prince is this brother. The world is really too small.
However, since his brother was a good friend of Leon, Luo Quan planned to give him a gift as a thank you for his support of his work:
"Let's do this. I'll sign a signature later and I'll ask you to bring it to him. Thank him for his support for me."
Abshir was overjoyed: "That couldn't be better... You just got off the plane, right? Have you booked the hotel?"
Leon looked at Old Barry who had been waiting for a long time with a smile: "It's booked."
Abshir nodded: "Then I won't disturb you any more. You guys should go to bed early. I'll come back to you after the engagement banquet!"
After saying that, Abshir left the hotel with a few bodyguards, probably to have some fun.
After the people left, Luo Quan sneezed loudly.
This was the first time in a long time that she had lost her composure in public.
After sneezing, Luo Quan raised his head and looked around like a thief. Fortunately, when they came out of the hall, there were only a few attendants and no paparazzi with cameras.
"Oh my god, I'm afraid I'm going to get rhinitis if I endure it for a little longer." Luo Quan made a joke, trying to ease the embarrassment.
Leon said helplessly: "The people over there do have a strong odor, and even spraying so much cologne can't suppress it."
Seifert was curious: "I also wear cologne, and I can barely hold it down, but you never put it on, so why do you never smell good?"
Humans outside of East Asia generally have strong body odor and heavy hair, so spraying perfume and removing hair are commonplace in foreign countries.
It's not a shame to say it, because most foreigners are like this, but after knowing Leon for so long, he has no smell at all and doesn't wear perfume. Is he one of the lucky few?
Leon thought for a while and said, "My dad doesn't have it either. It's probably hereditary. After all, my grandma is Asian."
"Human race, genes!" Seiffert sighed repeatedly.
"By the way, why were you so eager to agree to his invitation just now? With such a busy schedule, how many days do you still have time to go to Dubai?"
Seifert said proudly: "What if you can only be an ordinary employee and I am the manager of the market research department?"
Leon asked back: "Isn't it because your father is the president of Universal?"
Seifert suddenly acted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Fart! What does my current achievements have to do with my father?! I did this step by step with my own ability!"
Leon looked at him without speaking.
Seifert persisted for a long time, and finally got discouraged: "Okay, I admit that it has some connection...but that's not the point. The point is Dubai. Do you know Dubai?"
Luo Quan responded: "I know Dubai. It is the capital of the Emirate of Dubai and the economic and financial center of the ZD region. It is full of wealthy people, all of whom are rich in oil."
"See, your sister knows better than you."
"Who doesn't know this kind of common sense, so what are your plans?"
Seifert continued to explain: “As one of the richest and most developed cities in the world, if you could perform a tour in Dubai, how famous would it be for you?
Abshir is your good friend. It shouldn’t be difficult for the Crown Prince of Dubai to hold a tour in his own territory, right? "
Leon frowned: "But I don't really like to trouble him so much."
"How can you say it's trouble? As the organizer, he gets the lion's share of the proceeds from this tour.
Dubai has a population of more than three million. If the number of men and women is equal to half, there will be a potential fan base of 1.5 million. When the ticket price for the tour is higher, do you think he will make a profit or a loss? "
"Do you think there can be so many girls in Dubai who like me?" Leon became extremely unconfident.
Seifert was speechless and could only look at Luo Quan: "Sister of my good friend, how many Chinese men in their twenties and thirties do you think don't like you?"
"Except for gays and some special sexual orientations, it's about 70% to 80%." Luo Quan smiled and gave a very conservative estimate.
He is indeed very conservative. After his appearance improves, Luo Quan comes with a bonus BUFF for the favorability of the opposite sex. It is difficult for a man with a normal mentality not to have a crush on him when he sees him.
As for those who criticize her on the Internet, most of them are girls.
It's not that there are no boys, but basically they all "hate because of love". After all, if you don't get it, you will destroy it.
By analogy, Lyon, who is about the same level of appearance as Luo Quan, also has the same or even better charm among girls.
After all, no matter where you are, the majority of the star-chasers are girls, and the majority of those seeking money and support are also girls.
Seifert said: "Dubai is not some underdeveloped area in the country, it is one of the best cities in the world, where girls also go online and like handsome guys.
And as a fighter among handsome guys, you are worried that you won’t be able to sell tickets when you go there? "
"It seems to make sense, but your adjective..."
"Don't worry about these details." Seifert patted Leon on the shoulder, "This matter has been settled anyway. If you feel embarrassed, I will help you mention this matter to Abshir. thing."
After saying this, Seifert shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that Luo Quan can't go, otherwise he could kill both men and women and make more money!"
Hearing this, the siblings could only shake their heads and laugh.
This guy is really money-laden.
Taking the elevator, the three of them arrived at the presidential set meal on the top floor.
One person per room, the space is very spacious, and the window directly faces the Thames River that flows through the entire London, and the famous London Bridge spans the river.
Luo Quan stood by the window, took a photo with the night light, and then posted it to the news on station B:
Here you go, this is the London Bridge you want.
Ps. Thanks to book friend Salt and Pepper Sesame Cake for the book coins, thank you!