Chapter 1314: 1314
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Simon is also tired, casual and around Mo Wuling chat a few home, no more words. This made Mo Wuling, who was nervous in his heart, feel guilty and uneasy again. He was worried about whether he didn't want to come up by himself or whether he was annoying.
Instead of returning to the manor in the south corner of Dayang, the motorcade arrived at a wharf beside Taihu Lake.
Beside the wharf, a three story antique building ship about 60 meters long is waiting.
This is Simon's idea when he visited the West Lake with Lin Su in Hangzhou last Spring Festival. The West Lake can't hold such a big boat, so he settled in Taihu Lake.
After getting off the car, Chen Qing began to introduce: "we acquired the Jingjiang shipyard and mobilized the best team to build this ship for the boss. It is 62 meters long, 13 meters wide and 2500 tons of drainage. It adopts the design style of ancient building ship, but the main body is still steel structure and composite materials. There are few wood materials. It is not fireproof, but the design is still very beautiful."
And he had gone up the gangway to the deck.
Jiangshan dance and Jiang Yuanchi sisters welcome a group of uniformed maids on the deck. Mo Wuling, who is quietly following Simon, looks at the maids in the night light and finds that they are all quite beautiful, and some of them are not inferior to her in appearance, so they are somewhat lost.
Also can't help thinking, he is probably crazy, and he, he is so smart, must see her mind.
Is it time to escape now?
In front of her, Chen Qing gives orders to the entourage team, and then enters the cabin with Simon. Mo Wuling hears behind her that she wants to take a bath first, as if she is still talking to her, so that she can take a bath first, and then eat.
take a shower?
Thinking of this, Mo Wuling couldn't help thinking of the luxurious underground swimming pool of Maoer Hutong mansion.
Can hold a lot of people!
Mo Wuling followed a maid into the cabin and was taken to a suite on the second floor. The maid patiently and carefully introduced her and helped her put hot water in the bathroom.
This is probably where I live tonight.
Mo Wuling was embarrassed because she had already set sail, because she had purposely pulled in. Though, through the porthole, she saw another smaller yacht on one side of the cruise ship leaving the dock with her. It probably occurred to her that there were three other similar yachts on the dock just now. They must have been escorts and so on.
So I think of the identity of a man again.
Simon westero, the richest man in the world, was listed by Forbes last year with a personal wealth of US $1.3 trillion, while China's GDP last year was only 960 billion. Because of this wealth, obviously, the other party is also one of the most powerful few people in the world.
Mo Wuling is soaking in the bathtub, and a word comes to mind.
a flying moth darts into the fire.
She's the stupid moth herself.
Moreover, this is not more serious, because there is another silly moth, her niece.
Mo Wuling hesitated to indulge himself in this warm water because of his strong inner entanglement and guilt. Unfortunately, he failed to summon up courage in the end.
She left the bathroom in her bathrobe, and the maid had just returned with her clothes.
From the inside out.
Knowing that this was the routine around him, Mo Wuling didn't refuse to do so. After a bit of picking, he changed into a very homely style with a close fitting high collar sweater, a pair of white trousers underneath and black high heels on his feet.
When wearing clothes, there is some anger secretly. The man who always gives women clothes is obviously not a good man.
He was then taken to the restaurant.
Mo Wuling thought that he was still washing long enough, but he waited for nearly half an hour. A talent and Chen Qing appeared together.
Chen Qing has slightly wet hair, ruddy face and obviously changed her clothes. Obviously, she didn't do a good job.
Hateful man.
Three people are seated.
This is not a big restaurant. There are two long tables on one side. Mo Wuling is sitting on the other side, so he is wronged.
After the grievance, we found the problem again.
There were four or five maids standing beside them, but they didn't have the familiar Jiangshan dance sisters of Mo Wuling. Having lived in the Beijing mansion for so long, Mo Wuling knows that the two girls are Chen Qing's best confidants. On the other hand, the two sisters are not short of scheming. How can they take the initiative to miss this opportunity to get in touch with the big boss?
Was he sent to do something else?
This idea of self deception soon broke down. As soon as the dish was ready, the two sisters appeared again, each holding a dish, expertly replacing the two maids who had been around Simon and Chen Qing.Mo Wuling looks at the past unintentionally.
The two women also changed their clothes, and even if it wasn't as obvious as Chen Qing, some kind of blush on the two pretty faces was still very obvious.
A mess.
"Ah Ling, what's your favorite food?"
Facing Chen Qing's voice, Mo Wuling quickly picked up her spirits and scanned the table full of famous Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes. It was obvious that he had specially prepared the most top-grade ingredients and the most top-grade cooking. She couldn't find anything wrong with them, so she nodded: "it's all very good, sister Chen."
Then he motioned to a snowflake crab bucket, and the maid next to him skillfully put one into the plate for her.
In fact, I'm not used to it. I want to do it myself, but I still do as the Romans do.
Chen Qing saw her saying so, and said with a smile: "let's leave the snow crab fight, as well as the drunk chicken and fish soup, and send the rest to those girls, so that they can eat well and cheer up. Tonight's performance is not brilliant, but I have to catch up."
Mo Wuling is curious about who the girls in Chen Qing's mouth are. As she sees the waitress step forward and remove the other dishes on the table except Chen Qing's roll call, she probably understands why she just asked.
Then Chen Qing curiously came again: "what?"
Simon said with a smile: "just carve four words, young master Lianhua. This will be my private chapter in the future."
Chen Qing nodded with a smile and bit her boss's ear: "give me an hour. In addition, boss, there are 28 of them here. They are all original. Do you want to stamp them tonight? I'll ask people to carve more styles?"
"Do you really think I'm Superman?"
"Oh, the boss doesn't often say that he is an alien. We little earthlings can only look up to him. In this way, I'll send 28 patterns to see how many the boss can use tonight? "
"If you do that, 28 will not be enough."
"Yes, I understand. Three more."
When Chen Qing left, Simon enjoyed the classical dance called "Ru Meng Ling" in the field, and then ordered two girls to fill the couch. He accidentally noticed the sight of a goblin who had just nestled up to his left hand and asked in English with a smile: "do you understand English?"
The girl nodded, looked up at her pretty goose face, with a bit of care and flattery. She was also proficient in English: "Mr. westrow, my name is..."
Before he finished speaking, Simon put one finger on his two lips.
Simon changed his Chinese and said with a smile, "there's an old Chinese saying, why have you ever met each other? I think it's very good."
Simon is a person who cherishes fragrance and jade, but at the same time, he also wants to pursue a kind of state in which leaves do not touch his body. If you don't know the name, maybe there won't be much connection after tonight.
It's actually good for both sides.
The girl nodded her head gently, waited for Simon to take back his finger, then pasted it to him, and said in a soft voice, "Mr. westero, I've made up a song, which is a song by a Chinese Song Dynasty poet. It's called Yu Meiren · listening to the rain. Can I sing it to you later?"
Simon thought about it, remembered that it was Jiang Jie's song "young people listen to the rain", nodded: "OK, but it seems to be a very sad word?"
The girl's eyes were brighter: "Mr. westrow, do you know this word?"
"Yes," Simon nodded and said in a soft voice, "joys and sorrows are always merciless. Every step of the way, until dawn. It's a short poem, only a few words, but it's written all one's life. I like the feeling of time passing in the poem. The beauty of Chinese is amazing. "
The little beauty in her arms opened her mouth slightly, and when Simon finished, her expression was full of admiration: "so the rumor is true, Mr. westrow, you are proficient in Chinese culture."
Simon felt the tenderness of the girl in his arms, who only pasted her hair through a few layers of dancing dress gossamer. He said with a smile, "the problem is, you are so beautiful and so young, how can you choose Jiang Jie's sad" beauty Yu "to compose music?"
The girl's eyes were bright, and there was still a little worship in her expression. She just didn't know whether it was true or not. She said, "Mr. westero, because my name is Yu Tingyu."
Simon:
It's a routine, isn't it?
Goblin!
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Simon is also tired, casual and around Mo Wuling chat a few home, no more words. This made Mo Wuling, who was nervous in his heart, feel guilty and uneasy again. He was worried about whether he didn't want to come up by himself or whether he was annoying.
Instead of returning to the manor in the south corner of Dayang, the motorcade arrived at a wharf beside Taihu Lake.
Beside the wharf, a three story antique building ship about 60 meters long is waiting.
This is Simon's idea when he visited the West Lake with Lin Su in Hangzhou last Spring Festival. The West Lake can't hold such a big boat, so he settled in Taihu Lake.
After getting off the car, Chen Qing began to introduce: "we acquired the Jingjiang shipyard and mobilized the best team to build this ship for the boss. It is 62 meters long, 13 meters wide and 2500 tons of drainage. It adopts the design style of ancient building ship, but the main body is still steel structure and composite materials. There are few wood materials. It is not fireproof, but the design is still very beautiful."
And he had gone up the gangway to the deck.
Jiangshan dance and Jiang Yuanchi sisters welcome a group of uniformed maids on the deck. Mo Wuling, who is quietly following Simon, looks at the maids in the night light and finds that they are all quite beautiful, and some of them are not inferior to her in appearance, so they are somewhat lost.
Also can't help thinking, he is probably crazy, and he, he is so smart, must see her mind.
Is it time to escape now?
In front of her, Chen Qing gives orders to the entourage team, and then enters the cabin with Simon. Mo Wuling hears behind her that she wants to take a bath first, as if she is still talking to her, so that she can take a bath first, and then eat.
take a shower?
Thinking of this, Mo Wuling couldn't help thinking of the luxurious underground swimming pool of Maoer Hutong mansion.
Can hold a lot of people!
Mo Wuling followed a maid into the cabin and was taken to a suite on the second floor. The maid patiently and carefully introduced her and helped her put hot water in the bathroom.
This is probably where I live tonight.
Mo Wuling was embarrassed because she had already set sail, because she had purposely pulled in. Though, through the porthole, she saw another smaller yacht on one side of the cruise ship leaving the dock with her. It probably occurred to her that there were three other similar yachts on the dock just now. They must have been escorts and so on.
So I think of the identity of a man again.
Simon westero, the richest man in the world, was listed by Forbes last year with a personal wealth of US $1.3 trillion, while China's GDP last year was only 960 billion. Because of this wealth, obviously, the other party is also one of the most powerful few people in the world.
Mo Wuling is soaking in the bathtub, and a word comes to mind.
a flying moth darts into the fire.
She's the stupid moth herself.
Moreover, this is not more serious, because there is another silly moth, her niece.
Mo Wuling hesitated to indulge himself in this warm water because of his strong inner entanglement and guilt. Unfortunately, he failed to summon up courage in the end.
She left the bathroom in her bathrobe, and the maid had just returned with her clothes.
From the inside out.
Knowing that this was the routine around him, Mo Wuling didn't refuse to do so. After a bit of picking, he changed into a very homely style with a close fitting high collar sweater, a pair of white trousers underneath and black high heels on his feet.
When wearing clothes, there is some anger secretly. The man who always gives women clothes is obviously not a good man.
He was then taken to the restaurant.
Mo Wuling thought that he was still washing long enough, but he waited for nearly half an hour. A talent and Chen Qing appeared together.
Chen Qing has slightly wet hair, ruddy face and obviously changed her clothes. Obviously, she didn't do a good job.
Hateful man.
Three people are seated.
This is not a big restaurant. There are two long tables on one side. Mo Wuling is sitting on the other side, so he is wronged.
After the grievance, we found the problem again.
There were four or five maids standing beside them, but they didn't have the familiar Jiangshan dance sisters of Mo Wuling. Having lived in the Beijing mansion for so long, Mo Wuling knows that the two girls are Chen Qing's best confidants. On the other hand, the two sisters are not short of scheming. How can they take the initiative to miss this opportunity to get in touch with the big boss?
Was he sent to do something else?
This idea of self deception soon broke down. As soon as the dish was ready, the two sisters appeared again, each holding a dish, expertly replacing the two maids who had been around Simon and Chen Qing.Mo Wuling looks at the past unintentionally.
The two women also changed their clothes, and even if it wasn't as obvious as Chen Qing, some kind of blush on the two pretty faces was still very obvious.
A mess.
"Ah Ling, what's your favorite food?"
Facing Chen Qing's voice, Mo Wuling quickly picked up her spirits and scanned the table full of famous Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes. It was obvious that he had specially prepared the most top-grade ingredients and the most top-grade cooking. She couldn't find anything wrong with them, so she nodded: "it's all very good, sister Chen."
Then he motioned to a snowflake crab bucket, and the maid next to him skillfully put one into the plate for her.
In fact, I'm not used to it. I want to do it myself, but I still do as the Romans do.
Chen Qing saw her saying so, and said with a smile: "let's leave the snow crab fight, as well as the drunk chicken and fish soup, and send the rest to those girls, so that they can eat well and cheer up. Tonight's performance is not brilliant, but I have to catch up."
Mo Wuling is curious about who the girls in Chen Qing's mouth are. As she sees the waitress step forward and remove the other dishes on the table except Chen Qing's roll call, she probably understands why she just asked.
Then Chen Qing curiously came again: "what?"
Simon said with a smile: "just carve four words, young master Lianhua. This will be my private chapter in the future."
Chen Qing nodded with a smile and bit her boss's ear: "give me an hour. In addition, boss, there are 28 of them here. They are all original. Do you want to stamp them tonight? I'll ask people to carve more styles?"
"Do you really think I'm Superman?"
"Oh, the boss doesn't often say that he is an alien. We little earthlings can only look up to him. In this way, I'll send 28 patterns to see how many the boss can use tonight? "
"If you do that, 28 will not be enough."
"Yes, I understand. Three more."
When Chen Qing left, Simon enjoyed the classical dance called "Ru Meng Ling" in the field, and then ordered two girls to fill the couch. He accidentally noticed the sight of a goblin who had just nestled up to his left hand and asked in English with a smile: "do you understand English?"
The girl nodded, looked up at her pretty goose face, with a bit of care and flattery. She was also proficient in English: "Mr. westrow, my name is..."
Before he finished speaking, Simon put one finger on his two lips.
Simon changed his Chinese and said with a smile, "there's an old Chinese saying, why have you ever met each other? I think it's very good."
Simon is a person who cherishes fragrance and jade, but at the same time, he also wants to pursue a kind of state in which leaves do not touch his body. If you don't know the name, maybe there won't be much connection after tonight.
It's actually good for both sides.
The girl nodded her head gently, waited for Simon to take back his finger, then pasted it to him, and said in a soft voice, "Mr. westero, I've made up a song, which is a song by a Chinese Song Dynasty poet. It's called Yu Meiren · listening to the rain. Can I sing it to you later?"
Simon thought about it, remembered that it was Jiang Jie's song "young people listen to the rain", nodded: "OK, but it seems to be a very sad word?"
The girl's eyes were brighter: "Mr. westrow, do you know this word?"
"Yes," Simon nodded and said in a soft voice, "joys and sorrows are always merciless. Every step of the way, until dawn. It's a short poem, only a few words, but it's written all one's life. I like the feeling of time passing in the poem. The beauty of Chinese is amazing. "
The little beauty in her arms opened her mouth slightly, and when Simon finished, her expression was full of admiration: "so the rumor is true, Mr. westrow, you are proficient in Chinese culture."
Simon felt the tenderness of the girl in his arms, who only pasted her hair through a few layers of dancing dress gossamer. He said with a smile, "the problem is, you are so beautiful and so young, how can you choose Jiang Jie's sad" beauty Yu "to compose music?"
The girl's eyes were bright, and there was still a little worship in her expression. She just didn't know whether it was true or not. She said, "Mr. westero, because my name is Yu Tingyu."
Simon:
It's a routine, isn't it?
Goblin!
Simon is also tired, casual and around Mo Wuling chat a few home, no more words. This made Mo Wuling, who was nervous in his heart, feel guilty and uneasy again. He was worried about whether he didn't want to come up by himself or whether he was annoying. Instead of returning to the manor in the south corner of Dayang, the motorcade arrived at a wharf beside Taihu Lake. Beside the wharf, a three story antique building ship about 60 meters long is waiting. This is Simon's idea when he visited the West Lake with Lin Su in Hangzhou last Spring Festival. The West Lake can't hold such a big boat, so he settled in Taihu Lake. After getting off the car, Chen Qing began to introduce: "we acquired the Jingjiang shipyard and mobilized the best team to build this ship for the boss. It is 62 meters long, 13 meters wide and 2500 tons of drainage. It adopts the design style of ancient building ship, but the main body is still steel structure and composite materials. There are few wood materials. It is not fireproof, but the design is still very beautiful." And he had gone up the gangway to the deck. Jiangshan dance and Jiang Yuanchi sisters welcome a group of uniformed maids on the deck. Mo Wuling, who is quietly following Simon, looks at the maids in the night light and finds that they are all quite beautiful, and some of them are not inferior to her in appearance, so they are somewhat lost. Also can't help thinking, he is probably crazy, and he, he is so smart, must see her mind. Is it time to escape now? In front of her, Chen Qing gives orders to the entourage team, and then enters the cabin with Simon. Mo Wuling hears behind her that she wants to take a bath first, as if she is still talking to her, so that she can take a bath first, and then eat. take a shower? Thinking of this, Mo Wuling couldn't help thinking of the luxurious underground swimming pool of Maoer Hutong mansion. Can hold a lot of people! Mo Wuling followed a maid into the cabin and was taken to a suite on the second floor. The maid patiently and carefully introduced her and helped her put hot water in the bathroom. This is probably where I live tonight. Mo Wuling was embarrassed because she had already set sail, because she had purposely pulled in. Though, through the porthole, she saw another smaller yacht on one side of the cruise ship leaving the dock with her. It probably occurred to her that there were three other similar yachts on the dock just now. They must have been escorts and so on. So I think of the identity of a man again. Simon westero, the richest man in the world, was listed by Forbes last year with a personal wealth of US $1.3 trillion, while China's GDP last year was only 960 billion. Because of this wealth, obviously, the other party is also one of the most powerful few people in the world. Mo Wuling is soaking in the bathtub, and a word comes to mind. a flying moth darts into the fire. She's the stupid moth herself. Moreover, this is not more serious, because there is another silly moth, her niece. Mo Wuling hesitated to indulge himself in this warm water because of his strong inner entanglement and guilt. Unfortunately, he failed to summon up courage in the end. She left the bathroom in her bathrobe, and the maid had just returned with her clothes. From the inside out. Knowing that this was the routine around him, Mo Wuling didn't refuse to do so. After a bit of picking, he changed into a very homely style with a close fitting high collar sweater, a pair of white trousers underneath and black high heels on his feet. When wearing clothes, there is some anger secretly. The man who always gives women clothes is obviously not a good man. He was then taken to the restaurant. Mo Wuling thought that he was still washing long enough, but he waited for nearly half an hour. A talent and Chen Qing appeared together. Chen Qing has slightly wet hair, ruddy face and obviously changed her clothes. Obviously, she didn't do a good job. Hateful man. Three people are seated. This is not a big restaurant. There are two long tables on one side. Mo Wuling is sitting on the other side, so he is wronged. After the grievance, we found the problem again. There were four or five maids standing beside them, but they didn't have the familiar Jiangshan dance sisters of Mo Wuling. Having lived in the Beijing mansion for so long, Mo Wuling knows that the two girls are Chen Qing's best confidants. On the other hand, the two sisters are not short of scheming. How can they take the initiative to miss this opportunity to get in touch with the big boss? Was he sent to do something else? This idea of self deception soon broke down. As soon as the dish was ready, the two sisters appeared again, each holding a dish, expertly replacing the two maids who had been around Simon and Chen Qing.Mo Wuling looks at the past unintentionally. The two women also changed their clothes, and even if it wasn't as obvious as Chen Qing, some kind of blush on the two pretty faces was still very obvious. A mess. "Ah Ling, what's your favorite food?" Facing Chen Qing's voice, Mo Wuling quickly picked up her spirits and scanned the table full of famous Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes. It was obvious that he had specially prepared the most top-grade ingredients and the most top-grade cooking. She couldn't find anything wrong with them, so she nodded: "it's all very good, sister Chen." Then he motioned to a snowflake crab bucket, and the maid next to him skillfully put one into the plate for her. In fact, I'm not used to it. I want to do it myself, but I still do as the Romans do. Chen Qing saw her saying so, and said with a smile: "let's leave the snow crab fight, as well as the drunk chicken and fish soup, and send the rest to those girls, so that they can eat well and cheer up. Tonight's performance is not brilliant, but I have to catch up." Mo Wuling is curious about who the girls in Chen Qing's mouth are. As she sees the waitress step forward and remove the other dishes on the table except Chen Qing's roll call, she probably understands why she just asked. Then Chen Qing curiously came again: "what?" Simon said with a smile: "just carve four words, young master Lianhua. This will be my private chapter in the future." Chen Qing nodded with a smile and bit her boss's ear: "give me an hour. In addition, boss, there are 28 of them here. They are all original. Do you want to stamp them tonight? I'll ask people to carve more styles?" "Do you really think I'm Superman?" "Oh, the boss doesn't often say that he is an alien. We little earthlings can only look up to him. In this way, I'll send 28 patterns to see how many the boss can use tonight? " "If you do that, 28 will not be enough." "Yes, I understand. Three more." When Chen Qing left, Simon enjoyed the classical dance called "Ru Meng Ling" in the field, and then ordered two girls to fill the couch. He accidentally noticed the sight of a goblin who had just nestled up to his left hand and asked in English with a smile: "do you understand English?" The girl nodded, looked up at her pretty goose face, with a bit of care and flattery. She was also proficient in English: "Mr. westrow, my name is..." Before he finished speaking, Simon put one finger on his two lips. Simon changed his Chinese and said with a smile, "there's an old Chinese saying, why have you ever met each other? I think it's very good." Simon is a person who cherishes fragrance and jade, but at the same time, he also wants to pursue a kind of state in which leaves do not touch his body. If you don't know the name, maybe there won't be much connection after tonight. It's actually good for both sides. The girl nodded her head gently, waited for Simon to take back his finger, then pasted it to him, and said in a soft voice, "Mr. westero, I've made up a song, which is a song by a Chinese Song Dynasty poet. It's called Yu Meiren listening to the rain. Can I sing it to you later?" Simon thought about it, remembered that it was Jiang Jie's song "young people listen to the rain", nodded: "OK, but it seems to be a very sad word?" The girl's eyes were brighter: "Mr. westrow, do you know this word?" "Yes," Simon nodded and said in a soft voice, "joys and sorrows are always merciless. Every step of the way, until dawn. It's a short poem, only a few words, but it's written all one's life. I like the feeling of time passing in the poem. The beauty of Chinese is amazing. " The little beauty in her arms opened her mouth slightly, and when Simon finished, her expression was full of admiration: "so the rumor is true, Mr. westrow, you are proficient in Chinese culture." Simon felt the tenderness of the girl in his arms, who only pasted her hair through a few layers of dancing dress gossamer. He said with a smile, "the problem is, you are so beautiful and so young, how can you choose Jiang Jie's sad" beauty Yu "to compose music?" The girl's eyes were bright, and there was still a little worship in her expression. She just didn't know whether it was true or not. She said, "Mr. westero, because my name is Yu Tingyu." Simon: It's a routine, isn't it? Goblin!
