Porter of Two Worlds

The leisurely time always passes quickly, and the hands of the time are unknowingly pointing to two o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Qingyu and the Rose family meet and the time is up.

"Let's go and meet the heirs of the first family in the world"

Almost as soon as the appointment time, Poplar stood up and said.

Wang Qingyu sorted out her makeup and asked, "My husband, why do you think you seem to be interested in the Rose family?"

"The real history of this family can be traced back to the Middle Ages in Europe. It is far from simple on the surface at the end of hundreds of years. Such a family with an ancient heritage is itself a living history. Isn't it worth curious?" Bai Yang laughed.

After listening to this sentence, Wang Qingyu was surprised that there was no such description in the material given to her by Poplar: "The Rose family can be traced back to the Middle Ages of Europe? Then it must be at least a thousand years old, and a family can stay so long. Everlasting? "

It ’s really incredible. Looking at Huaxia, it has a history of 5,000 years, but no family has such a long history, let alone thousands of years, there are almost no more than two hundred years. Wang Qingyu, the elder in the family, is a senior official. Many secrets that ordinary people don't know are almost certain for this.

"However, this is the truth," Bai Yang said with a shrug, but the words turned a bit thoughtful: "In fact, you shouldn't underestimate Qingxia, even though there is no family with a thousand-year heritage, but there are other long-standing heritages, just a lot. We just ignored it. "

"Husband means ...?" Wang Qingyu didn't respond.

Looking at the bustling city out of the window, Bai Yang sighed: "Not to mention the other, Wudang Mountain, Shaolin Temple, 'Daxue Mountain', which of these places is not a thousand-year-old ancient existence? Although not as brilliant as the Ross family, but the long history is a little bit Not bad, the difference is that the Ross family is a family, and what I call Huaxia is just a symbol of civilization. "

"Also, the way of existence is different, the development direction is also different, and for various reasons, the forces with the same ancient heritage have such a big gap today" Wang Qingyu nodded.

"Come on, don't let the guests wait long, lest we don't understand politeness"

Bai Yang ended this boring topic and took Wang Qingyu's hand to the door.

The Ross family came in a private visit, so they could not meet in the meeting room. Secretary Wang Qingyu arranged the meeting place in a tea room on the 88th floor of this building.

The decoration style of the tea room is mainly based on the Chinese wooden structure. Drinking tea, of course, should be in an elegant place. There is no doubt that the Chinese style is the most suitable for the tea ceremony. If you drink tea in a European-style room, what else do you think?

Bai Yang and Wang Qingyu came here without seeing anyone from the Ross family. The other was not in the lounge.

After coming here, Wang Qingyu asked the accompanying secretary, "How are you going?"

"Mr. Wang, everything is ready, the best tea, the best tea art master, want to come and not let the guests down," Secretary Xiaoli replied.

"Although the other party is a visitor from afar, you don't need to slap each other. What is the best? It's just fine," Bai Yang interjected.

amount……

The secretary Xiaoli was at a loss for a moment.

"Just do it," Wang Qingyu nodded.

"Okay, does Mr. Wang have any other orders?" Xiaoli said nothing, looking at Wang Qingyu.

"Go and invite the guests," Wang Qingyu nodded.

The secretary left, leaving only Bai Yang and Wang Qingyu in the room.

Bai Yang took a corner and sat down and said, "I'm still my background board, everything is on my side, Qingyu, don't have any pressure, even if the other party is the heir of the Rose family."

"Well," Wang Qingyu nodded, came to sit down and waited for the guests.

At almost two o'clock, footsteps sounded at the door of the tea room, and the door opened. Wang Qingyu's secretary Xiaoli stood by the door and said, "Please, please."

There are only two people at the door except Xiaoli, a young man and an old man.

The youth-standard Western white man face is about one meter tall and his blond hair is meticulously combed. His face is as handsome as a masterpiece of a master sculptor.

He has a rare pair of purple eyes, deep and mysterious, with a slight smile on his face, looks extremely elegant gentleman, a black dress, a triangle tip of a white handkerchief slightly exposed in the left chest pocket.

This person's first impression is ‘aristocracy’, not the ‘aristocracy’ like the funeral family, but the natural aristocratic atmosphere that is naturally revealed, mysterious and noble, which makes people feel kind but hopeful.

Honestly, this is a man walking on the street enough to cause countless nymphs to scream in a coma. His temperament and his appearance can completely make people ignore the factor of color and race.

The silent poplar in the corner of the room glanced at the other person a little, secretly skulking his mouth, and his heart rose inexplicably to feel the face want to make the flower ...

Behind that elegant and handsome blond young man is an old man in a tuxedo, smiling and meticulous, it is easy to reminiscent of the old European court governor.

The kind of aristocratic steward revealed from the bones, no matter how good Yang Yang's acting skills, can't be interpreted.

‘It is indeed a person from the world ’s first family. Even people with the same hair, do n’t even pretend to be impersonating. Every action is fundamentally different from ordinary people.’ Bai Yang secretly said.

As the host here, when the young blond man at the door stepped into the room with the old man in a tuxedo, Wang Qingyu stood up and greeted him with a smile and reached out and smiled, "Mr. Philip Rose, welcome you"

Wang Qingyu speaks English and is authentic English. I don't know if she thought she was a Westerner.

"Miss Wang Qingyu, I am honored to meet you. You can just call me Philip. My Chinese is actually very good. Then please allow me to praise you. You are so charming."

Philip Rose from the first family in the world held Wang Qingyu's fingertips elegantly in Chinese, and then he bent down slightly to perform the European kiss and gentleman ceremony.

The poplar in the corner jumped with eyebrows and shook hands to give you a heartfelt joy. Let your uncle try to see if your father does n’t know you!

However, Wang Qingyu seemed to know that Bai Yang didn't like western kisses, and gently pulled his hands and smiled sideways, "Mr. Philip, please."

Philip's elegant expression froze slightly, then smiled and retracted his hand and said, "The guest is free to please, please."

Well done, the poplar in the corner gave his daughter-in-law a thumbs-up, don't think you are a member of the Rose family and give you face.

Wang Qingyu and Philip both took their seats there, and the old man who came to Philip stood behind Philip, with his hands on the lower abdomen, smiling like a sculpture, motionless.

"Somewhat interesting" Aspen observed in secret, his heart moved.

Wang Qingyu clapped her hands over there, and came out from the compartment a woman wearing a cheongsam, about forty years old, and she looked like an ordinary woman, but she did everything with grace and beauty.

She was a tea artist, came with a wooden tray, and did a squatting on the side. Without saying a word, she began to perform the tea ceremony elegantly.

In the process of making tea by the tea artist, Wang Qingyu looked at Philip with a smile and said, "Mr. Philip came from afar and treated the guests with tea. Please forgive me for the neglect."

"I have heard of the Huaxia Tea Ceremony. I have seen the real China Tea Ceremony, and it really is pleasing to the eye," Philip smiled.

At this point, the tea artist has prepared two cups of tea and placed them in front of each other. Wang Qingyu reached out and said, "Please taste."

Philip nodded, the ring finger of the right hand and the little finger slightly bent, the **** of the index finger was pressed against the side of the small cup, the thumb twisted the cup, first closed the eyes to smell the tea, then took a sip, and slightly swallowed the open eyes : "Good Tea"

I have to say that Philip, a westerner, is very professional in drinking tea, but I do n’t know much about tea, and only use the word good tea to evaluate it.

Wang Qingyu did not discuss the tea ceremony with the other party either. He drank his tea elegantly, lowered the tea cup, and watched the other party ’s mouth.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Wang Qingyu was direct, Philip Rose still put down the tea cup and laughed: "This visit has only one purpose, and that is to ask Miss Wang Qingyu to help introduce someone."

His eyes flickered. At this moment, Wang Qingyu was accidentally changed. Didn't the other party specifically come to find himself or Kyushu? So he asked, "Who is Mr. Philip looking for?"

"The person I'm looking for is Miss Wang's fiance, Mr. Bai Yang," Philip said, sitting upright.

The poplar in the corner raised her eyebrows. This guy is looking for me? Why are you looking for me?

Wang Qingyu was very surprised. He looked at Poplar without a trace and turned to Philip: "I wonder why Mr. Philip asked my fiance?"

Philip said with a graceful smile: "I wonder if Ms. Wang can refer you?"

He didn't answer what to ask for Poplar, the meaning is obvious. Although you are a poplar's fiancee, you haven't yet let me tell you what qualifications you have.

The background board can't go on. Although Wang Qingyu is top in all aspects of his peers, he is still more than enough to deal with the successor of the Rose family, and he can't cope with it completely. Bai Yang knows that he won't do it.

It is impossible for such a large personal partner to have not seen, perhaps already knowing his identity, but due to the etiquette, he did not look at himself a lot, this Poplar understands.

Folding up the phone, Aspen stood up with a smile on his face and walked over and said, "Mr. Philip is looking for me?"

Philip was there almost at the same time that Poplar got up. There was no sign of surprise on his face. He looked at Bai Yang and stretched out his hands and smiled, "Mr. Bai Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Gently shake hands, and Poplar nodded and said, "Sit down."

Talking, Bai Yang went to the other side, Wang Qingyu got up, Bai Yang sat down, she also sat down beside Bai Yang, but she no longer spoke.