Rebirth: Outstanding

In the suite of the Yunxiao Palace Hotel, four middle-aged men and women wearing fedora hats or women’s veil hats stood with Angie Peris, enjoying the refreshments delivered by the waiter, looking at the closed fan in the living room Door.

A few minutes later, Song Tianyao walked out of it, stood in front of the five people, opened his arms, and turned around on the spot.

Angie Peris nodded in satisfaction, and smiled at the middle-aged woman wearing a pair of long white gloves standing next to her: "This is what I want, thank you, madam."

A fedora hat with a folded top and a curved brim, without wrinkles, as seen in the black grid suit that has only recently become popular in London, hand-made ties, shirts, shoes, rings, belts, cigarette cases, watches, handkerchiefs.

Song Tianyao, standing in front of them, and before walking into the living room, were already different, except for the gentle but slightly cynical smile on his face, his yellow skin and black eyes.

"A suit for five hundred pounds, a tie for seventy-five pounds, leather shoes for one hundred and twenty-five pounds..." Song Tianyao took out the silk handkerchief from his suit pocket: "This small handkerchief is worth 40 pounds."

"This is not Hong Kong, this is London. You can't just wear the clothes from Hong Kong like the last time you saw Hugh Beaver." Angie Peris stepped forward to help Song Tianyao tidy his neckline and reached out to touch it. Holding Song Tianyao's cheek, he said, "Remember, when I was in Hong Kong, you gave me some money and asked me to change my clothes. It's the same now, but the reverse is true. You have to make you look like you are in London. , Even with yellow skin, he is a high-class figure living in West London."

Angie Peris slowly moved her hand from Song Tianyao's face to the suit. The black woolen cloth covered the man's chest in a soft and crisp black, stiff lapel, and padded shoulders.

Song Tianyao lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then put Angie Peris, who was checking his clothes in front of him, in his arms, and looked at the four hand tailors on the opposite side:

"Thank you, Miss Angie and I are very satisfied."

"This is your clothes, I mean you should wear this kind of clothes, sir, now you are both fashionable and elegant, and you belong to London." The middle-aged woman seemed very proud of the clothes she sent. She even raised her chin slightly: "I even think that you are an event billboard for my small shop, if you are not a yellow person."

Angie Peris patted Song Tianyao's back in the first time, and Song Tianyao looked down at Angie Peris, and touched the back of the opponent's hand, indicating that he did not unconsciously reveal it because of the woman in front of him. Discriminatory and angry.

During this time in London, he has seen a lot of this kind of discrimination.

From the first waiter at the Yunxiao Palace Hotel to the high-class people like Hue Bifu, they tried hard to demonstrate their discrimination against the yellow race, Asia, and the Chinese, but they always unconsciously or deliberately revealed So a little bit, to remind you that you belong to London, but you are a yellow race.

When Angie Peris took those people away and returned to Song Tianyao, she found that Song Tianyao was still standing in front of the window, staring at the gray haze outside, she didn't seem to be angry at the discriminatory language.

With Dunhill cigarettes in his slightly cocked mouth, his face was relaxed, with a surprising confidence.

This kind of self-confidence appears in any other young people who are the same age as Song Tianyao. Angie Peris is not surprised, but Song Tianyao is not a young person who has never seen the stormy sea. Angie Peris is always in the mall. Subconsciously ignore Song Tianyao's age, when he is a middle-aged person who must be at least 30 years old, but middle-aged people often no longer have this kind of young people's determination.

"What were you up to the other day? When Mrs. Beth and I were attending those boring or boring parties?" Angie Peris walked over and stood beside Song Tianyao, following his gaze to look outside: "Or are you just standing here blankly, enjoying the view of London, waiting for me to come back?"

"I went to some places. Mr. James from the Overseas Colony Department of Shi Zhiyi was very good to me. If it weren't for the bad weather in London, I would like to stay for a few more days, but since the weather seems to be unable to ease in the short term, so..." Song Tianyao shrugged, looked at Angie Peris, reached out and stroked Angie Peris's **** red lips with his thumb.

"Go to Glasgow to visit your parents and family."

Angie Peris looked at Song Tianyao suspiciously. She and Song Tianyao were already familiar with each other and knew what the next ten sentences were about. Song Tianyao could not just come to the UK to meet his family and spend time together. Christmas is so simple, so Song Tianyao contacted James in London, Hubeifu even hid in the hotel to write an article, Angie Peris is not surprising, only Song Tianyao said to visit her family now, she felt that there was a problem. .

"real?"

Song Tianyao pointed to the bedroom door: "There are two tickets to Glasgow in the drawer of your bedroom dressing table. I asked the hotel to buy them. At three o'clock in the afternoon, maybe five o'clock, we will be in Glasgow. Change the air in the restaurant, and I quietly asked Mrs. Beth to help your mother choose a shawl, and I also prepared a small gift for your father."

"What time is it now?" Angie Peris took a surprised look at Song Tianyao, walked quickly back to the bedroom, and quickly walked out with a ticket and a high-end shawl in a gift box: "This is for me. surprise?"

Song Tianyao glanced at his watch, squeezed out the cigarette, and walked towards the bedroom with Angie Peris in his arms: "At 1:17 in the afternoon, we can go to the bedroom to catch up and then go to the airport."

Angie Peris pushed Song Tianyao with her hand: "God, you are going to wear this carefully selected costume now. Instead of going to London for a cocktail party, you will go to see James and Hubeford, but go to the bedroom with me? At least let it appear flat in front of my parents."

Song Tianyao lowered his head and looked: "It makes sense, so if I put on this suit, I will become a saint or a Puritan? A thousand pounds is really expensive."

"Of course." Angie Peris reached out and put her arm around Song Tianyao's neck, Song Tianyao took advantage of the situation and hugged her horizontally.

"So I think it's better for me to ruin the clothes. It's better than letting you wear this suit to be seen by other women and jump out to become my rival in love."

The two walked towards the bedroom, Angie Peris said in Song Tianyao's arms: "My mother would like your gift very much, but what do you mean by my father's gift?"

"Didn't your father say that he has always envied that his neighbor is an elite? That elite neighbor even cooked dishes for the royal family once."

"Yes, that incident has always made him envious."

"No need now. He is now the boss of the elite. I asked Mr. James to help and bought the restaurant in your name."