Global Food Tour

Chapter 131 Hands and feet...

"Uh... is it true, old Xu is so fierce?" Zhang Feng had never done business or been a businessman, so he naturally didn't believe it.

"Actually, I don't believe it either, but Mr. Xu's courage is really rare. Speaking of which relationship between you and Mr. Xu, I feel that our Mr. Xu's tone changes when he mentions you. Let me find you now. The main reason is that I am afraid that something will happen to you, London recently... you know." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu didn't say it clearly, but Zhang Feng probably understood the meaning.

"Just these drunkards who are half-drunk, ten of them are not enough for me to fight." Zhang Feng laughed.

"You are still awesome. By the way, you came to London to attend the award ceremony of the photography competition, right?"

"Well, I didn't plan to come, but I heard that it's quite high-end, so I came for gold plating, haha." Zhang Feng didn't hide his purpose at all, but it made the middle-aged man surnamed Liu laugh out loud.

"It's good to be young, my daughter is traveling in London, why don't we have dinner together at night."

"reject."

"So straightforward, I'll show you my daughter's photo." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu handed the phone to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at it politely, but he didn't expect that it was a beautiful woman, and she was a familiar beauty, but he glanced at the middle-aged man surnamed Liu in confusion, and then asked: "Uncle Liu, which family do you belong to?" Visiting son-in-law, right?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man surnamed Liu was shocked. He looked at Zhang Feng in disbelief and said, "Do you know my daughter?"

"Let me complain, your daughter is called Liu Mei, right?"

"Ah."

"Has your daughter fallen out of love recently? Or has she encountered some big blow?" Zhang Feng asked again.

"What the hell, did you make my daughter look like she was dying? Labor and management killed you today, dare to let my daughter down, ah!" The middle-aged man surnamed Liu suddenly ran away, but his face was full There was a flash of slyness, but the next moment, this slyness turned into a wry smile.

"Uncle Liu, stop pretending, it's too fake, and, as I said just now, ten drunkards can't beat me, let alone you who don't even drink alcohol."

"Cough cough cough...let go, it hurts."

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu had an embarrassed look on his face and his arms were sore. It was obvious that he had been restrained badly. He moved a few times before he recovered. He sighed and said, "I forgot to tell you. My wife and I were there when my daughter was five years old." We were divorced at that time, so my daughter took my wife’s surname. Some time ago... Well, my daughter’s boyfriend, whom she had been in love with for many years, died. Then my wife also died of cancer. She couldn’t bear the blow, but she still died alone. The Maldives she and her boyfriend planned..."

"Well... there is no difference. She is indeed your daughter, but please don't tell your daughter that I am in London." Zhang Feng felt a little scared when he thought of those days at White Horse Manor. It was simply scarier than brown sugar. .

"What did you do to my daughter?"

"Am I that kind of person?" Zhang Feng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and looked at the time, the plane in the sky had already landed, and it was almost time for Xu Jie to come.

"Uncle Liu, don't worry, I never touched a single hair of your daughter. Let's not talk about it. I will pick up Lao Xu. I guess she must be tired." Zhang Feng knows the story behind the strong woman Xu Jie. Too much too much.

"Really not?"

"You can ask...you can ask your daughter after I leave London." Zhang Feng straightened his appearance and made sure that there was nothing wrong with his image before walking towards the exit of the airport.

Not long after, Xu Jie, wearing a floral skirt and carrying a light-colored bag, appeared at the exit with a suitcase. Zhang Feng hurriedly stepped forward, took Xu Jie's bag and saluted with a smile, and said softly: "Come on. I’ve been clubbing for the past two days, so I forgot to charge my phone.”

Such a style of painting made the middle-aged man named Liu pinch himself and kept asking if he had met a fake Xu Jie. He looked at it carefully and hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward to give Xu Jie greet.

"Well, let's go to the hotel first. I want to take a rest." Xu Jie said calmly.

"Hotel... Mr. Xu, didn't you refuse to book the hotel?"

"I live, the London EDITION Hotel, in the Fitzrovia block of Oxford Street." Zhang Feng said and handed the mobile phone to the middle-aged Liu, telling him the exact location.

"Yes." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu hurriedly opened the car door.

Zhang Feng originally planned to sit in the front, but Xu Jie pulled him, looked at the dark circles around Xu Jie's eyes, nodded, and sat in the back.

"I'll take a nap." After getting in the car, Xu Jie said this and fell asleep leaning on Zhang Feng's shoulder.

The middle-aged man surnamed Liu glanced at the rearview mirror in the car, and his three views were refreshed again, but he didn't dare to say anything, but he became more careful when driving. The road conditions in London are not bad, and the shock absorption of classic cars is also very Okay, it's pretty smooth along the way.

And Zhang Feng, along the way, maintained a posture that made Xu Jie more comfortable, and only occasionally glanced at the beautiful woman beside him, coupled with the neon lights coming in from outside the car from time to time, coupled with the slow speed of the car and the passing buses from time to time. With the flow of people on the side of the road, there is such a trace of tranquility that touches people's hearts.

Just when Zhang Feng looked down at Xu Jie, a voice sounded: "Do I look good?"

Zhang Feng's face froze for a moment, then he lowered his head and whispered, "The beauty mole on my chest is still there."

"hiss!"

Zhang Feng took a breath of cold air, his face was very exciting, and his sly words repaid the reality. However, Xu Jie's head was completely buried in Zhang Feng's arms, and she murmured: "Comfortable."

"Comfortable?"

When the middle-aged man surnamed Liu saw the situation in the back seat, he couldn't help muttering a few words in his heart, probably scolding Zhang Feng, or envious.

When we arrived at the hotel, we didn't open any more rooms, because Zhang Feng himself opened a double bed room. As soon as he entered the room, Xu Jie let go even more. He threw himself on the bed without caring about his image, and said, "It's so comfortable, you Quite enjoyable.”

"Have you gotten enough sleep?"

"Enough, 15 minutes is enough."

"Why did you come here suddenly? Is there any business to discuss here?" Zhang Feng asked while pouring water for Xu Jie.

"There is a contract to be signed, and there are a few events to attend. I plan to hold a photography exhibition for you personally...to cooperate with the company's promotion of tourism." Xu Jie added the latter sentence after thinking about it.

Zhang Feng is a bit confused, what the hell, there is still a photography exhibition?Aren't they all art exhibitions?After handing the water to Xu Jie, she said, "Today is a lot gentler, and the skirt also matches your current appearance. How long will you stay?"

"I thought you couldn't see it. Xin'er helped me choose it. She said you would like it."

"Wood grass!"

Zhang Feng was startled to say two words, "You will like it." He looked at Xu Jie in surprise and said warily: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Cough cough cough, are you hungry? This hotel has a Michelin-starred restaurant. I haven't gone there yet. Let's try it together? I'll treat you." Zhang Feng hurriedly changed the subject.

Xu Jie didn't seem to want to continue talking about the topic just now, and she seemed to have something to let go of, and said, "I'll take a shower first, and then we'll go."

"Then I go out for a walk?"

"Need not."

"I'm nervous about you doing this."

"You are allowed to see."

……

Xu Jie said this, but Zhang Feng felt chills on his back, but he didn't leave the room, he just changed another room. After a while, the sound of water made Zhang Feng feel distracted. After imagining countless things, he finally moved his hands and feet...

　ps: Tonight's update may also be scheduled tomorrow, please don't blame me, I have an appointment tonight...

　　
　
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