Have an appetizing breakfast tea.●⌒,

There is black tea in it, but there should be something else added.

The taste is mellow and rich, and to be more specific, it is bitter, from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue.

After drinking, he saw the old gentleman on the table next to him, adding milk and sugar to it. Han Xuan could only pretend that he hadn't seen it, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

The breakfast, called the-ry-up, tastes very good, with fried sausages, cured meat, mushrooms, toast, English scones, tomato sauce and other foods, and a large plate full of food.

Eggs are essential for English breakfast.

The sun eggs are fried only one side, and the other side is completely raw. The egg yolks are gently touched with a fork and will still move.

Han Xuan carefully picked up the plate, bite the sun egg, sucked it into his mouth, and added salt, which tasted less fishy than raw eggs.

Looking at the pissing Anya opposite, she asked, "Don't like eating these?"

I'll ask you to change the continental breakfast, croissants and milk, or sandwiches?"

"no!"

Anya leaned forward and whispered: "You stole something, right? Van Gogh's painting!"

What happened last night is now at 7:30 in the morning, and Han Xuan is speechless about her super long reflex arc.

He said casually: "Nonsense, I picked it up. Do you know where they were before?"

"I know, my mother took me to see it when I was a child.

"The Blooming Apricot Blossoms" is a gift from Van Gogh to his nephew Vincent Jr.

"Star Moon Night" is at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and I have seen it more than once."

"Isn't that enough? Those two are museums of the US government, not private, and picking up their things is not considered stealing."

Han Xuan ate the British scones and said, "If I keep them, you can sleep in your arms."

This sentence successfully crushed Anya's already unstable psychological defense line and said with a smile: "Yes, it was sent by God! But what if someone saw it?"

"I'm not that stupid, only you know, I won't tell my family either.

Besides, I am still so young, and occasionally I do one or two things wrong. Out of love, the judge will not blame me, nor will God.”

Anya was stunned by the snail and only remembered two paintings she liked. She could see them whenever she wanted to see them. She nodded seriously: "Yes!"

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and you chew slowly and eat the hearty breakfast, and go out for a walk.

In the distance, the church in the Salsonian era was filled with the towering roof, and the rice-shaped flag fluttered in the wind.

The mornings in small British towns are particularly quiet.

The walls of residents' houses are covered with green vines, and the buildings are simple and mysterious.

Just like the wealthy family in Shakespeare's play, I just don't know which window is Juliet or Desdemona live.

The British life is elegant and exquisite.

On both sides of the small street are lined with stone farmhouses. Each house has experienced wind and rain, making it look more elegant.

There is a small courtyard in front of the door of every house, which is planted by the owner, and even the low walls of the front yard are covered with roses, green vines, etc., which is particularly charming.

St. Mary's Church has not seen the solemnity in London. Someone is busy at the door, placing flowers and red carpets, and someone should be getting married.

The bluestone path under your feet, and two rows of sweet cherry trees on the side of the road, have passed the season when the leaves are turned yellow.

A domestic yellow long-haired rabbit jumped to the side of the road to eat grass. Anya ran over when she saw it excitedly, squatted down and picked it up to play. The long-haired rabbit did not resist, and held a piece of grass in her mouth and chewed leisurely.

Han Xuan and Gabriel walked side by side and asked, "Did those people succeed?"

"Jason stared at them all night, and news came in the morning that it was difficult to start at night.

Jude didn't sleep all night in the study and couldn't find a chance.

I'll go to the airport later and deal with the things, no problem."

"Okay, I don't need to tell my grandpa about this.

If there is no chance, we will help create an opportunity."

Han Xuan turned around and said to Anthony a few meters away: "Contact Jude, let's go to visit the company at nine o'clock."

...

Jude did not sleep all night.

When Ford's senior executives called, they spoke in a very stern tone and asked him to cooperate with Han Xuan's acquisition.

But Jude didn't give up.

When it comes to Aston Martin's CEO, it seems glorious. In fact, I didn't have any money left in the first decade, and I spent all the money in the next few years, but I still had no money in my hands.

The boss has changed several times, but he has always been Aston Martin's eO. The transaction price is increasing every time the sale is sold. The boss makes money, but he doesn't make money.

He does the hard work and tiring work by himself, and even Aston Martin is his contribution to what he is today.

I feel particularly unbalanced.

A few years ago, he prompted the American Ford Motor Company to acquire Aston Martin with a wholly owned capital.

I thought it would bring a lot of money and technology, but after Ford acquired it, he ignored the company and sent Henry to take over the financial power. The original agreed equity reward was gone.

An executive who has been in the company for more than 20 years brought the company from 40 million US dollars to 300 million US dollars, but there was no slight equity reward.

Ford also cut off most of the original benefits, which is why they gave up on this company.

I have been in contact with Snow Mountain Investment Company since September.

For more than two months, Jude was sure that the other party really wanted to acquire it, so a conspiracy to cause trouble for them and make profits began.

Washing his face with cold water to restore his energy, Jude tidied up his clothes and went out to meet the appointment.

He just left.

Hannah, wearing a repairman's uniform, came to the door, held two wires, and took less than three seconds to open his door.

At night, Jude was in the study. She had searched all other places and found no places where she could hide things. People like to keep private things by their side, so if there is one, they should be here.

Jude's third wife died of illness and custody of her son and daughter belong to her ex-wife, and he is the only one living here.

Hannah carefully passed a burglar laser at the door, despised the thing, turned off the switch, and trotted upstairs.

I twisted the door of the study and was locked. This time I took a long time to unlock the lock, so I pushed open the box and over the cabinet.

Seeing a computer there, I took out my cell phone and called Bernie, and asked him to come in too.

I continued to search, knocking on the walls, books, cabinets...

Not let go of either.

When I found the drawer, I felt something was wrong. I pulled it out and lay on the floor to look up. A transparent folder was glued under the drawer with tape, and I took it off with pride and stuffed it into my arms...

Han Xuan came to Aston Martin again.

The employees here didn't seem to like him very much, so they gathered together and whispered.

"They've told me about the lack of a raise."

When Anthony saw this scene, he immediately understood why.

“I know, Ford has increased his salary once this year, and I will give it to them now and want more in the future.

Aston Martin’s salary level of ordinary employees is comparable to that of Kingslin. Since it cannot save costs, why should I put the factory here?

The human heart will never be satisfied.”

Han Xuan didn't know what Jude had told them, but it was definitely not a good thing (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!