The Langham Hotel in London belongs to the Langham Hotel Group, but the two cannot be completely equated.

Because of deepening business relations with Langham Hotel Group, Fan Liancheng made a decision and won more than 70% of the old five-star hotel Langham's total shares in London. It was one of the first Chinese businessmen to try their best overseas and acquire high-end hotels.

This old building, built in 1865, had just spent more than 70 million pounds a few years ago to renovate. The person in charge of the renovation plan was Fan Liancheng's mother, who came to England to take care of her baby son in the name of presiding over the renovation.

However, she is no longer here and is lying forever in the cemetery in the eastern suburbs of London.

This is the crux of Fan Liancheng's refusal to use his family's wealth and striving to maintain independence in life. Every family has a difficult sutra, and this sutra in his family is even more complicated.

I haven't been to that hotel for a long time.

Thinking of sending Buddha to the West, Fan Liancheng had a brief struggle, but finally took a taxi in person, carried Miss Dadario into the car, folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk, and then told the destination.

Taxis with yellow and black colors are driving quietly, following the traffic on the street. The buildings on both sides are quite beautiful, and if you see too much, it is actually that's the case.

Those who are interested in enjoying the scenery on the roadside are only Alexandra Dadario, who was said to have come to London the day before yesterday, while Fan Liancheng is more interested in her face and just happened to look like he likes.

Occasionally, I look at it, just appreciate it.

Fan Liancheng didn't think he would have a lot of entanglements that would fade with the distance between him and this New York trip, so... the medical expenses of more than 8,000 pounds must be recovered, and at least he should get the part that cannot be reimbursed for medical insurance.

Dadario is just twenty-one years old this year, and she knows that Fan Liancheng is slightly younger than her.

At this moment, Yu Guang could catch a glimpse of his gaze, and couldn't help but curl up his mouth, thinking that it was just an introvert, not that he was not attractive in the other person's eyes.

As a woman, it is hard not to care about these things. Dadario asked, "So you are a student of Imperial College London. Are you living in London? Where were you born? Xiangjiang? Baodao? China? Japan?"

"The first three places you mentioned are all China. I was born in the Shanghai Stock Exchange and came to study in the UK at the age of 11. It has nothing to do with Japan." After Fan Liancheng was hospitalized yesterday, he spent most of his time sleeping. The two did not communicate much, and they had not even said these basic personal information.

"To be honest, I like your accent with a British accent. It turns out that I have lived for a long time."

"The accent in New York is also very nice. If it is an American, you will always be recognized in London."

"Just like the British, I know an actor who asked him where he was from England as soon as he spoke. He was foolishly asking you how did you know I was from England?" Dadario said with a laugh, imitating the British man's strong British accent when he asked.

Fan Liancheng was also amused and replied: "There are many British actors developing in the United States. I would like to ask, which movies or TV series have you already starred in? I usually like to watch those, such as "Friends", "Two and Half of Heroes", "Growing Troubles", etc."

"I play small roles that are not famous. Being an actor is not easy, and luck is also very important."

She found a resume from her bag, which contained all the roles she had played, and handed them to Fan Liancheng, adding: "I usually only tell others that I am looking for a job, and what I am afraid of is that others ask what they have played. Film and television stars must be actors, but actors may not necessarily become stars. If others cannot recognize themselves and have no impression, the scene will be embarrassing."

After scanning his eyes and remembering the name above, Fan Liancheng said: "I will definitely go and see. You are beautiful and will definitely be remembered."

Praise seriously, and it won't make people feel that he is just being polite.

Dadario said happily: "Thank you, but in Hollywood, being pretty is useless. There are so many handsome guys and beautiful girls on the street. If it weren't for the delay in studying, I even started to change careers and become a prosecutor or doctor like my father, what about you?"

"I? I don't know. I haven't considered those yet. It's very likely that even if I think about them, it's useless. Just do it first."

"You are still young and you can live a comfortable life. You will naturally find a job that suits you in the future. Imperial College is very good..."

The taxi parked behind the doorstep of the Langham Hotel.

Fan Liancheng silently prayed not to run into Feng Qi, but was not worried about other hotel staff. He came here few times and it was difficult to recognize himself.

The Chinese girl I met yesterday morning was just a part-time job for him. She worked as a lobby manager in this hotel every day and was in charge of all the service staff.

After getting off the car, a doorman came over to help get his luggage. Fan Liancheng refused and said, "Thank you, I'll do it myself, Miss Dadario, which floor do you live on?"

"Call me Sandra or Dada. Your name is too formal. My friends always call me like this, Dada." She poked her head out of the car window and said, paying the taxi fee.

"Okay, open the car door and I'll carry you out."

I had also been in the car before, and I was quite light in weight, which was not a burden to Fan Liancheng at all.

Since the doorman didn't ask the doorman to help him do anything, he naturally didn't need to give a tip. The other party helped open the door with a friendly attitude, and Fan Liancheng walked in with a wheelchair.

Compared with the environment I remember, everything in the hall is still the same. I didn’t see the familiar lobby manager, so I decisively speeded up and thought about sending her back to the hotel room, and my task was over.

No accident happened, I took the elevator upstairs and swiped my card to enter a high-end suite with only one bedroom. Standing by the window, I could see the park. The scenery was pretty good, and it would be very beautiful if it was night.

Miss Dadario looked embarrassed, and her right foot injured required long-term cultivation, so it was inconvenient to do anything in a wheelchair.

It was really impossible at this moment. When I came to the bathroom door, hesitated for a while and said, "Dylan, I want to go in... There is no nurse here, can I help me up first?"

“…”

I instantly realized that I wanted to solve some physical troubles. Fan Liancheng said: "It's better to hire a nursing staff member. It's not convenient for you to do this."

"Well, maybe I should borrow some money first, just to pay off the money I owe you."

"It doesn't matter if you owe me money. It's not too late to solve your own problems first."

"You are a student, I have already started working. It's not easy to work, I understand." Dadario was a little embarrassed. He hit someone, but in the end he always had to trouble the victim, and he was very sorry.

Not long after.

Fan Liancheng had no habit of eavesdropping. After sitting on the sofa in the living room for a while, she turned her wheelchair and came out.

She told: "I'll leave later and I'll treat you to a hearty lunch. It is said that the first high-end hotel afternoon tea in the UK was born from this hotel."

I didn't want to agree, but she didn't want to eat it, so she nodded.

at the same time.

A slightly lame middle-aged Chinese came out of a small coffee shop called "Barton Coffee" next to Imperial College, with a smile on his face.

Behind him, the shrewd British old man was putting a stack of pounds into his pocket and waved his hand enthusiastically.

The old shop owner named Patton turned around and called Fan Liancheng to tell him that he had been fired and that he had found a full-time clerk.

Fan Nanhua didn't care at all when he smashed his son's job for his life.
Chapter completed!