Whitney angrily led her pitbull back to the villa, and she only moved here this year.

The album was sold very much the year before yesterday, and won the 14-week championship on Billboard. Last year, she won the 28th Grammy Best Pop Female Singer, which made her rich and able to afford a luxury house in Beverly Hills.

When she became famous young, she couldn't help but feel a little arrogant. She was severely repaired by a guy this morning, which made her feel very upset.

When she walked to the door, she looked at the wilted Ryan, and the lions turned into little lambs.

Whitney cursed again in her heart: Damn guy, don’t ask me to meet you again, otherwise you will look good!

Take out a few newspapers from the mailbox at the door, Whitney glanced at it, then was stunned: "Is this person a little familiar?"

"That's right, that damn guy just now turned out to be a music player, okay, let's see how I play with you!"

However, after she browsed the newspaper, her expression became very strange and she murmured:

"Can music that can summon souls surpass my soul music? No, I have to go to the TV station to hear what that guy is playing."

At the same time, the old Chinese man also brought his grandson back home. He also habitually took out a newspaper from his mailbox and then said a name: "Mount..."

Liu Qingshan ran back to his apartment, took a shower, and then went upstairs to have a meal.

I have to say that the living conditions here are indeed better than those in China, at least it is very convenient to take a bath or something.

The breakfast was already on the table, and Liu Yinfeng and Grace were already enjoying breakfast: milk, bread, and fried eggs.

"Good morning." Liu Qingshan said hello, pulled open the chair and sat on it, picked up a glass of milk in front of him, gulped, and drank most of the time. The temperature was just right.

Then I felt the hot gaze, and looked up and saw Grace staring at him hard.

Liu Qingshan wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, then picked up a piece of bread, while Grace was still staring at him, her eyes as if she saw it at the Luocheng Zoo.

"Your English name is Mounting, right?" Grace's curiosity finally couldn't suppress her. She began to ask Liu Qingshan. After that, she took out a photo of the Luocheng Times. On the front page, there was a huge image, which was a photo of Liu Qingshan, Lao Cui and Sister Zhang playing musical instruments.

In the photo, Liu Qingshan was roaring with his head, as if he could hear his unwilling shout from the newspaper: Hey, ah, ah, ah...

The title of the news is: Voice of the Soul.

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips: "Can you see this?"

When he roared, his face was deformed, and I don't know how Grace saw it.

Grace quickly took out another newspaper. The photo on it was a picture of Liu Qingshan and the others playing quietly, so naturally she could see clearly.

"Montine, I didn't expect you to be a musician. The above said that the song you played yesterday was the sound of the soul, but unfortunately we were in the library yesterday and didn't hear it."

Grace said it in her mouth, "It's like asking Liu Qingshan to come on the spot."

Liu Qingshan quickly took over the conversation: "The record should be released soon, you can buy one at that time."

After saying that, he turned to Liu Yinfeng: "Second sister, what are the arrangements today?"

Liu Yinfeng also looked at her younger brother with a smile, her eyes full of pride: She never expected that Sanfeng would make such a big noise as soon as she came, which was quite a bit like becoming famous all over the world.

However, she has lived here for two years and naturally adapted to it: it is good to be famous and there will be many benefits to come to you.

Liu Yinfeng took out a notebook and checked the schedule: "There is nearly a week left before the school report."

"Tomorrow, Sister Yuzhen and the others will fly over from New York."

"Jiang Renyi will also return from China in the near future, and your friends Li Tie and Li Tieniu will call and say that they are on the Hong Kong Island and are taking the day after tomorrow."

"Also, Grandpa Mute will be invited to come soon."

"By the way, tonight, Mr. Thomas invites us to visit his house."

Liu Qingshan suddenly felt that things seemed to have become more and more frequent.

Grace listened with her ears pricked up next to her for a long time, and suddenly turned her head to Liu Qingshan: "Mounting, I think you need an assistant now."

"You are about to become a celebrity, and there must be many social engagements, which require a professional to take care of. I happen to be studying this major."

She flashed her big eyes hard, as if saying: Hire me, hire me!

Liu Qingshan peeled an egg: "I came to school, so I don't need a secretary."

"I'm very cheap, with a weekly salary of 500 US dollars, no, what about 400 US dollars? It's for Feng'er's sake."

Grace tried her best to promote herself, and that's what she said, and Liu Qingshan couldn't help but glance at her breasts. Well, maybe the name Mounting was just right to give it to her.

Liu Qingshan knew that he would have more and more things to do in the future and indeed needed an assistant, so after breakfast, he nodded reluctantly:

"Then try it for one week first, there is no salary during the probation period."

Of course, Grace agreed happily, but when Liu Qingshan pushed the door out, she heard the girl's muttering: "The hearts of capitalists are indeed black."

When Liu Qingshan went back to his room to clean up, he heard someone knocking on the door outside. Grace was dressed neatly and stood at the door:

"Mounting, as your assistant, I have arranged my schedule today. First, I need to take you to familiarize yourself with the environment of this city. What do you think?"

This proposal is very reasonable, but Liu Qingshan looked at this girl's sun hats, parasols, etc. and was prepared. Liu Qingshan thought to himself: Could it be that she went shopping under this name?

It was not until the second sister also appeared at the door wearing a cheongsam and said she wanted to go to Chinatown in Luocheng to see that Liu Qingshan followed them out.

When he got downstairs, Grace quickly drove over a car. When Sister Liu Qingshan and his wife got on, the girl made another request:

"Montine, assistant and driver, are we going to have a new salary?"

Liu Yinfeng also looked at her and smiled: Isn’t this roommate interested in his younger brother?

Luocheng Chinatown also has a history of more than a hundred years. When you come here, it seems that you will come from the United States to China all at once, and it is simply two worlds.

Walking on the pedestrian street, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt like he was walking on the streets of the capital: archways, red gauze lanterns, and even lion dances in front of the newly opened shop.

The signs on the shop are also traditional Chinese; most of the people coming and going are Chinese, and most of the accents are Minnan and Cantonese.

"It feels so friendly to come here." Liu Yinfeng was also here for the first time in Chinatown. Seeing these familiar scenery, she naturally felt a sense of belonging.

Chinatown is the second hometown of overseas Chinese.

Liu Qingshan also felt the same, especially when he saw someone selling tofu, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up slightly.

Grace pulled Liu Yinfeng into a tailor shop and insisted on making a cheongsam. She also said that it was a work clothes and asked Liu Qingshan to pay the bill. She had never seen such a fake public service for personal gain.

When I saw a guest coming and a busy old man was busy in front of the workbench, I came over to say hello calmly.

The old man looked in his sixties and was wearing a long gown, showing a bit of elegance. He said hello in Cantonese first. Seeing that the two ladies in front were a little confused, he changed to speaking Mandarin, which was not very skilled:

"Our old Peng family store was passed down from my father at that time. I wonder what the guests need?"

After saying that, the old man ordered into the room: "Alan, serve tea for the guests."

Soon, a middle-aged woman made three cups of tea and served it on a small square plate, and the scent of tea spread.

This made Liu Qingshan and his brothers feel a sense of belonging in their hearts.

The middle-aged woman's eyes were soon attracted by Liu Yinfeng and looked up and down:

"This lady is so elegant, and this cheongsam is purely hand-sewn. There are not many people who know this kind of craftsmanship now."

Liu Yinfeng is indeed very suitable for wearing cheongsams. She is tall and has a calm temperament. She can fully show the external beauty and connotation of Chinese women.

I guess if Grace wears it, it will look a bit out of character, mainly because of its inappropriate temperament.

Liu Yinfeng smiled and said politely, and then helped Grace explain her purpose. The middle-aged woman named Aunt Lan led them to the inner room to measure the size.

Although there are ready-made cheongsams in the shop, Grace's figure will definitely not be worn.

Liu Qingshan was idle and was also wandering around the shop. He wanted to buy a set of Zhongshan outfits. In some occasions, it was more suitable for wearing the clothing of his own ethnic group.

Master Peng enthusiastically introduced to Liu Qingshan: "Just not far ahead, there is a statue of Mr. Sun, which is in Zhongshan suit. We Chinese people always look inappropriate in wearing foreign dresses."

Liu Qingshan has seen this, and he has also seen several "The World is for the Public" signs.

After he tried his clothes, he looked in the mirror, looking a little awkward.

After measuring the size, Grace also helped the staff officer next to her, sneering: "Montine, I feel that your age is twenty years older."

Although Liu Qingshan was a little unhappy, he could only take off his Zhongshan suit awkwardly, but he suddenly felt moved:

"Master Peng, there is a Chinese stand-up collar that is very suitable for young people to wear. Can you process it here?"

The master thought about it: "Chinese stand-up collar, what kind of clothing is that?"

Only then did Liu Qingshan realize that the so-called Chinese standing collar will not become popular in more than ten years.

So he found paper and pen and briefly outlined it. Master Peng nodded and thought: "Well, this collar is a bit like the official collar of the Qing Dynasty, also called the Yuanbao collar."

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't understand these things. He just copied them according to the shape he remembered.

Liu Qingshan painted several styles of standing collars, and then there were buttons, pockets, cuffs, etc., as well as waist. It should not be as big as Zhongshan suits, and it looks more slim.

Master Peng is professional. Combined with Liu Qingshan's explanation, he revised it and quickly drew several sketches.

The old man also seemed particularly excited: "Young man, your design is very creative, both classical and modern, and the finished clothes should be very suitable for us Chinese, especially you young people."

There is also the Aunt Lan who held the sketches and couldn't put it down: "Mr. Liu, if you don't mind, I'll measure the size for you now."

Liu Qingshan was about to nod, but saw Master Peng raise his hand: "Wait a minute, there is still a patent issue here."

After all, I have lived in the United States for a long time. If I were in China, who would care about you?

Liu Qingshan didn't care much at first, but was reminded by Master Peng before realizing this problem.

But thinking about it, he was not going to enter the clothing industry either, so he smiled and waved his hand: "This is not what I created, it's just a little improvement based on the original one. Master Peng can use it at will."
To be continued...