The Chinatown Hotel can be said to be one of the best hotels in London. Although the food is good, the price is also expensive. It is said that it is also the hotel used by the Chinese Embassy for banquets here.
Of course, in addition to official and diplomatic banquets, there are also many private diners here. People who come here to spend money can be roughly divided into two types of people. One is those who like Chinese food and are really rich, and the other is just for show and only eat expensive food.
If you don't eat the right food, of course, it doesn't rule out the type of people who make their faces look fat and pretend to be fat.
Feng Jue has a specially designated box here. He is definitely not the type to show off. If he wants to show off, there is no need to do so in a hotel. Moreover, due to his status, he has always advocated keeping a low profile, and the reason why he likes this place is because
The Chinese food here is very authentic. After entering here, he feels like a proud Chinese. Although he is not a pure Chinese, after all, there are more Chinese elements in his blood.
Feng Jue's maternal grandmother's father is British, but his mother is Chinese, while his maternal grandfather's father is Chinese and his mother is Gypsy. In this way, his mother has one-half Chinese ancestry and four
One-quarter British ancestry and one-quarter Gypsy ancestry. Feng Jue’s father is a pure Chinese, so Feng Jue has three-quarters Chinese ancestry and one-eighth Gypsy ancestry.
and one-eighth of British ancestry. (Khan, I seem a little dizzy, but if you think about it carefully, you will understand.) Therefore, he has always regarded himself as a Chinese descendant, which is why he only has a Chinese name and no English name.
Because of the name, it's not necessary.
Wang Xiaohu actually regretted it as soon as he sat down. Wasn't he asking for trouble? The woman he liked was currently acting coquettishly in the arms of another man. Faced with such a situation, the food he ate would not be digested.
Na Feng definitely doesn't think he is a gangster. He usually kills people without batting an eyelid and looks cold. He is not a gentle person at all. However, once he becomes gentle, he is really not a human being. He will peel shrimps for oranges and pick oranges at other times.
The fish bone made him feel numb, so he could only shoot Feng Jue with a knife, but the man was so thick-skinned that he pretended not to see it.
Because Xiangjue didn't have any special feelings for Wang Xiaohu, and she didn't know that he had any undue thoughts about her, so it was normal for her to act coquettishly with Feng Jue. While eating the food Feng Jue brought her, she also
From time to time, Wang Xiaohu would say "Brother Xiaohu, eat more", but Wang Xiaohu could only smile bitterly. He had no idea what he was putting into his mouth, and he felt a little sorry for the meal worth several thousand pounds.
"While you guys are chatting, I'm going to the bathroom." After Xiangjie finished eating, he patted his belly, burped with satisfaction, wiped his hands and got up. There was a bedroom in this private room, and naturally it had a bathroom, so there was no need to go out.
"Jue Zi is mine." Feng Jue watched Xiang Jue walk into the inner room, then lazily leaned back on the chair and looked at Wang Xiaohu opposite him coldly, "I don't want to say this a second time."
"I said this earlier." Wang Xiaohu didn't seem surprised, "What about your people? Married people can still get divorced."
"Yes, you are courageous." Feng Jue curled up his lips, "However, I still advise you, don't waste your efforts, your chance of winning is zero."
"How do you know if you haven't tried?" Wang Xiaohu also raised his lips, "Although Orange may think you are mature now, in six years, she might not be willing to marry an old comrade..." The age should be
Feng Jue’s Achilles’ heel.
Sure enough, Feng Jue's face changed slightly. Although it was only fleeting, Wang Xiaohu still noticed it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows proudly again. He had been suffering all night, and now he could let Feng Jue eat once.
It’s not like my trip was in vain.
"Haven't you heard a sentence? Height is not a distance, and age is not a problem." Feng Jue immediately raised his eyebrows, "We welcome your challenge at any time." Anyway, he already has Situ Xun, so he doesn't mind having another Wang Xiaohu.
Well, anyway, one sheep is being herded, and two sheep are being driven. Moreover, as long as Xiangjie recognizes him, then the rest will not be a problem.
"Don't be too proud." Wang Xiaohu stood up. He felt that He Fengjue had nothing to say.
"I have always been confident." Feng Jue also stood up. He was also 1.8 meters tall, so that the two people's eyes were parallel, so the smell of gunpowder filled the air again.
At this moment, Xiangju walked out of the bathroom, breaking the glare between the two men, and got up and walked out. However, Xiangju was happy, but the two men had their own concerns.
Wang Xiaohu originally wanted to say a few words to Orange before getting in the car, but unfortunately Feng Jue didn't give him a chance at all. He only let Xiang Jue wave to him, then hugged him directly into the car and left.
"Stingy." Wang Xiaohu watched the slutty yellow sports car leave. He couldn't help pouting and asked him to say a few words to Juezi. Will he die? He couldn't help but kick a stone on the roadside as if it was wind, and then
Turn around and walk to the parking lot.
Born into a wealthy family, although on the surface it seems to have unlimited glory, only he knows all kinds of sorrows. In order to be able to deal with various kidnappings and violent incidents, he has received strict training since childhood. Only when he can protect himself can he
There is development, and the result of training is that the senses are very sensitive.
Wang Xiaohu noticed someone in the car the moment he opened the door and got in. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. He dared to stir up trouble and seek death. However, before he could take any measures, a pistol was pressed against the back of his head.
superior..
"Girls who wield knives and guns are easily injured..." What Wang Xiaohu saw in the rearview mirror was a face wearing a mask.
"Drive." The woman said in a low voice.
Wang Xiaohu curled his lips, and the red Ferrari sped out instantly.
"I want to make a deal with you." The woman suddenly said.
"I'm not very interested in people who are insincere." Wang Xiaohu doesn't look at his youth, but the Wang family has been in the underworld before, and it was only after his eldest brother took over that he was completely cleared up, so he is always calm in the face of the gun.
The woman was slightly startled, but she still reached out and took off the mask, revealing a deep European face: "Are you sincere enough?"
"Jenny?" Wang Xiaohu frowned slightly when he saw the woman's face clearly. Isn't this woman wanted by Feng Jue all over the world? If he found himself this time, could it be...
"People of the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets. Only when we cooperate can we achieve what we want..."