Chapter 1033： The obsession of the old gentleman

When Yang Cheng and the others arrived, an old man wearing a high hat, a tuxedo, and a staff of civilization was in front of him communicating with the waiter. Zhao Anqi tugged on Yang Cheng’s sleeve to indicate that this was Minister of Transport Chris Grey forest.

That is, the other party turned his back, Yang Cheng didn't see his eight-character Hu, otherwise he would have to shout Chaplin.

But just now dressing up Yang Cheng knows that Zhao Anqi's affairs may be difficult to handle. This is a typical old stubbornness, full of the arrogance of the old empire.

When they got closer, they heard Chris Greylin ordering the waiter, "I want a creamy smoked haddock and French prawns with poached egg and hollandaise sauce. Remember to give me a hot milk. The guests are coming, tell the back chef to order slowly."

The waiter smiled and took down the request, and then politely placed him on the table reserved for him. Only then did he come back to receive the two Yang Cheng, "Welcome to Mr. Yang and this beautiful lady~"

Yang Cheng was taken for granted by the waiter, but Zhao Anqi was surprised. It is not surprising that Xia Hui Hotel knew Yang Cheng, but even this big railway hotel has Yang Cheng's record. One can imagine Yang Cheng’s reputation in London today. , You must know that although the Grand Railway Hotel has a long history, it is not so high-end.

The next second the waiter’s words explained Zhao Anqi’s doubts, “Mr. Yang, I’m from Liverpool, and our family are all Liverpool fans. All of our Red Army fans are grateful for the changes you brought to Liverpool. It’s an honor to be able to serve you. service."

Yang Cheng’s smile widened, "I want to thank you for your support to the team. If you leave the fans, the Red Army can’t be called the Red Army. So you don’t need to thank me. If you want to, thank yourself. I’m because A team only acquired by the **** fans of the Red Army. I like this deep feeling."

If it weren’t for the hotel’s rules, the waiter couldn’t help asking Yang Cheng for an autograph on other occasions, but seeing his face slowly flushing red, he knew how excited he was. This is the club’s boss thanking him, even if He knows that this thank you is to all the fans, but the young people don't care so much.

Zhao Anqi looked at Yang Cheng with dozing eyes, happiness was beyond words.

Yang Cheng had to take the initiative to talk to the terminal, because Chris Greylin had already sat down and cast his eyes on them. After asking Anqi Zhao’s opinion, he placed an order with the waiter, "Thank you, please give me a pair of smoked bacon and panini. Irish potato pancakes with eggs, and smoked cotton beans stewed with two poached eggs and pumpkin seeds. By the way, add a slice of fish sticks and mayonnaise. Thank you."

Like Chris Greylin, what he ordered is traditional British specialties, and the monotony remains, but the addition of a Michelin-starred chef should bring new flavors.

Walking towards the Minister of Transport, the other party had already stood up. Now there are only the Chinese couple Yang Cheng and Zhao Anqi in this restaurant, which are obviously the objects of his appointment.

In the near future, the old gentleman took Zhao Anqi's hand, tapped the back of his hand with the tip of his nose, raised his head and looked at Yang Cheng's face curiously, "Have we met somewhere?"

Yang Cheng didn’t think the other party was being polite, and smiled and said, “Maybe I saw him at the banquet of His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge? I’m glad to meet you, Mr. Greylin, and I’m Jan Yang. If you follow the Premier League, you should know me."

Chris Greyling immediately showed a sudden realization, "No wonder, I didn't expect you to know Ms. Zhao also?"

Yang Cheng took a step back a little and said, "I and An Qi are very good friends. When she comes to London, I must do my best to be a landlord, but today I will play the role of an assistant, which will not affect the two. A bit of conversation."

The voice of the old gentleman was very low, and his gestures revealed aristocratic style. "Mr. Yang is polite. Fortunately, I am not a Manchester United fan. Otherwise, today's conversation will be difficult to proceed. Are you right?"

With the old British humor, Yang Cheng laughed awkwardly, and asked, "Your Excellency is an Aston Villa fan?"

The expression of the old gentleman suddenly became extremely excited, "Yes, London is full of too much copper smell, especially the smell of the ruble, it is really smelly, only Aston Villa represents English football. history."

Yang Cheng slandered, "Shit, it's true that you have to follow the royal family's footsteps."

Seeing that the topic was about to be chatted to death, Zhao Anqi played a woman's advantage and groaned, "It is not a gentleman's behavior to talk about unintelligible topics in front of a lady."

Yang Cheng and Chris Greylin smiled at each other and sat down across the square table.

As soon as he took his seat, the old gentleman immediately became serious, "Ms. Zhao, I know your intentions very well. Since bk Shipping filed its bankruptcy application, many foreign investors have been willing to acquire. I admit that your company Fuma Group is one of them sincerely. The biggest one, but I have to say sorry. The future situation of the UK in Europe is unknown. The Ministry of Transport needs certain resources to respond. So I suggest you choose other targets."

Zhao Anqi didn't understand what was in the other party's words for a while, but Yang Cheng did understand. This is to make arrangements for Brexit. It seems that the cabinet has already reached a conclusion.

With a shudder in her heart, she whispered a few reminders in Zhao Anqi's ear. When she looked over in shock, Yang Orange nodded affirmatively.

Chris Grelin pretended not to see these dumb words.

Zhao Anqi took a tentative step back, "Then we only buy stocks and don't ask for holdings. Is this requirement okay?"

Chris Grelin frowned and thought for a moment, but still shook his head and rejected Zhao Anqi's proposal, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't meet this request."

Yang Cheng had to speak, "Mr. Greylin, don’t rush to deny it. If one road is not available, we can find another road. Even if all the roads are blocked, the big deal is that we will build a road. I think as long as we have both Sincerely, there is no problem that cannot be solved with joint efforts."

After a pause, after the old gentleman digested his words, he asked, "I wonder if Mr. Greylin would like to share the question? Trust me, I can find an answer that satisfies you and us. ."

When Zhao Anqi heard Yang Cheng speak, she felt at ease inexplicably. Naturally, the roles of her and Yang Cheng seemed to be reversed. Yang Cheng was the boss, and she was the little secretary who served as the vase on the facade.

Chris Grelin didn't want to discuss zz affairs with Yang Cheng, even if Yang Cheng's status was extraordinary, and his relationship with the royal heirs was irreversible, he was not enough to listen to state secrets at will.

And he has just said very clearly that this matter involves the national strategic deployment, which does not allow him to question.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Cheng preemptively said, "By the way, Mr. Greylin once won the Order of the British Empire?"

This is what he found on Google in his car when he came. For an old-school Englishman who is full of respect for the royal family, he will all be honored with the royal medal for a lifetime.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Chris Greyling's face immediately showed the supreme honor of respect, "This is the love of the Queen, and I am proud of it."

Yang Cheng smiled playfully, "I wonder if Mr. Greylin has any vision and yearning for the Knights of the Guardian Medal?"

Chris Grelin was startled, his breath became heavy unconsciously, joking, although the royal power is now lonely, but the glory it brings is a little bit, no Englishman does not yearn for a knight medal that represents nobility and honor. Especially the most noble Order of the Guardian.

The wearer of the Garter Medal is very small, limited to the British monarch, the Prince of Wales and up to 24 living members, as well as a few special members, such as foreign monarchs allied with the United Kingdom, which can be regarded as one of the highest honor titles in the world.

The selection conditions are extremely demanding. Only in the event that one wearer dies, each of the other wearers can nominate nine candidates (three of them must have the title of earl or higher, and three of them must have baron or higher) The three must have the rank of knight or higher).

The monarch can choose the necessary number of garter medals from these nominations, but the monarch does not necessarily need to choose the candidate who receives the most nominations. It is purely based on personal preference and exchange of interests. It is basically the Queen’s word. The reason why Yang Cheng asks is that Because he is sure to get a nomination from William, of course, he does not guarantee that he will be awarded in the end. To secure a medal, Chris Greylin has to show more interest to prove his worth.

Chris Grelin is staid, but he is not stupid. Yang Cheng's words imply so obvious. If he doesn't understand, don't be the minister of transportation. He should go home and eat fish sticks honestly.

It has to be said that Yang Cheng’s move is a solid hit on the soft underbelly of the old gentleman. Some people are good, and some are greedy for money. For an old gentleman who has been baptized by royal power since birth In other words, every day he dreams of becoming a real nobleman, and the Order of the Guardian Knight is the only ladder leading to the nobleman. This temptation he cannot refuse.

"What do I need to pay?" the old gentleman asked eagerly in a low voice.

Yang Cheng secretly curled up her lips at Zhao Anqi, meaning that the matter was settled.

Zhao Anqi pursed her mouth and snickered. The sweetness in her heart is hard to conceal. A woman, no matter how strong she is, she needs a man to support her. Unfortunately, she has no elder brother to rely on at home, and her father can’t manage too many things when she is old. As for her two terms Husband, she owes money even more than a word. After living for more than 40 years, it is the first time to feel the care and love from a man. The most important thing is the solid chest she can rely on, which makes her unconsciously intoxicated.

Yang Orange clicked on Zhao Anqi, "It's very simple, cooperate according to the terms you first discussed. Among the candidates nominated for the Knights of the Guardian Order next year, you have a position, and you are nominated by His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge."