In the suite of Yunxiao Palace Hotel, four middle-aged men and women wearing Fedora or women''s veil hats stood with Anji pelis, enjoying the tea brought by the waiter and looking at the closed door of the living room.


    A few minutes later, song TIANYAO came out from the inside, stood in front of the five, opened his arms and turned around.


    Angie pelis nodded with satisfaction and stood opposite beside her. The middle-aged woman wearing a pair of long white gloves smiled: "this is what I want. Thank you, madam."


    A fedora hat with folding top and curved eaves, without wrinkles. Look at the Haige suits that have become popular in London recently, handmade ties, shirts, leather shoes, rings, belts, cigarette boxes, watches and handkerchiefs.


    Song TIANYAO, who stood in front of them, was different from before entering the living room, except for his gentle and slightly cynical smile, his yellow skin and black eyes.


    "A suit of 500 pounds, a tie of 75 pounds and leather shoes of 125 pounds..." song TIANYAO took out a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket: "this small handkerchief is worth 40 pounds."


    "This is not Hong Kong, this is London. You can''t wear the clothes from Hong Kong as you did when you saw Hugh Beaver last time." Angie pelis came forward to help song TIANYAO tidy up his collar, reached out and touched song TIANYAO''s cheek and said: "Remember, when I was in Hong Kong, you gave me some money and asked me to change my clothes. Now it''s the same, but just the opposite. When you are in London, you have to make you look like an upper class person living in West London, even if you have yellow skin."


    Angie pelis''s hand moved slowly from Song TIANYAO''s face to the suit. The black wool material covered the man''s chest soft and crisp, with a stiff lapel and padded shoulders.


    Song TIANYAO lowered his head and lit a cigarette, then held Anji pelis, who was checking his clothes in front of him, in his arms and looked at the four manual tailors opposite:


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


    "This is your clothes. I mean you should wear such clothes. Sir, now you are fashionable and elegant. You belong to London." the middle-aged woman seemed very proud of the clothes she sent, and she even raised her chin a little: "I even think you are the activity billboard of my shop, if you are not a yellow man."


    Angie pelis "really?"


    Song TIANYAO pointed to the bedroom door: "There are two tickets to Glasgow in the drawer of your bedroom dresser. I asked the hotel to help buy them. At three o''clock in the afternoon, maybe five o''clock, we can change the air in the Glasgow restaurant. In addition, I quietly asked Mrs. Beth to help your mother choose a shawl, and I prepared a small gift for your father."


    "What time is it?" Angie pelice glanced at Song TIANYAO in surprise, quickly walked back to the bedroom, and soon came out with a ticket and a high-end shawl in the gift box: "this is a surprise for me?"


    Song TIANYAO glanced at his watch, twisted out his cigarette and walked towards the bedroom with Anji pelis in his arms: "at 1:17 p.m., we can go to the bedroom to make up for sleep, and then go to the airport."


    Angie pelis pushed song TIANYAO with her hand: "God, you''re going to wear my carefully selected clothes now. Instead of going to the reception in London and meeting James and hubeaver, you''re going to the bedroom with me? At least let it appear in front of my parents."


    Song TIANYAO looked down and said, "that''s reasonable. So, wearing this suit, I''ll become a saint or a Puritan? A thousand pounds is really expensive."


    "Of course." Angie pelice put her hand around Song TIANYAO''s neck, and song TIANYAO picked her up.


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


    The two walked towards the bedroom. Angie pelis said in Song TIANYAO''s arms, "my mother will like your gift very much, but what do you say about my father''s gift?"


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


    "Yes, that has always been his envy."


    "Not now. He is now the boss of the elite. I asked Mr. James to help buy the restaurant in your name."