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Han Changsheng picked up his teacup and drank it down in one gulp, showing no gentlemanly demeanor at all.

He filled the cup with hot water, then smiled lightly at the stunned Williams: "If I'm thirsty, I don't care...

Whether it is the Earl Grey tea from your country or the black tea from our country, they are both good teas.

But if I am not thirsty, the best tea is not good."

Williams carefully tasted what Han Changsheng said again, and gave a thumbs up directly, "It's really refreshing to chat with Mr. Han, and I feel that my mental state has been sublimated a lot."

"Overrated."

Han Changsheng smiled faintly, but this time he began to drink the warm Earl Gray tea one mouthful at a time.

To him, tea is no different from fruit juice, coffee, wine and other drinks, it's just... a thirst quenching drink.

That's why he never thought of researching this tea thoroughly, researching it clearly, and researching it so that it can be used as a fork.

Therefore, when it comes to tasting tea, he is clearly no match for Williams.

Then he simply did the opposite, breaking this elegance with simplicity and rudeness.

The language in use is... ignoring all the skills of the opponent, and directly breaking them with brute force, one force will drop ten times.

Now it seems that it has successfully installed the fork again.

During the chat, time passed quickly.

At 4:[-] p.m., Han Changsheng and Williams shook hands and said goodbye.

The eight ladies hugged each other and said goodbye with a smile, and then they separated with their greeting gifts.

The meeting of the eight ladies was really fun.

Catherine sent Liu Sisi seven homemade butter cookies.

And Liu Sisi and the others gave Catherine seven side dishes made by Han Changsheng, among which was the beef chili sauce that Liu Sisi brought.

Han Changsheng didn't know whether Catherine was used to eating or not, anyway...he looked at this... royal concubine with a bit of joy on her face...

Eight of Han Changsheng's eight people left the tea restaurant, and did not go directly back to the Melia Hotel, but got into the car and went to Lundun International Airport.

Sha Yihuke and his sixty-six people are on today's plane, and their family arrived one day earlier, so they were regarded as half of the hosts.

Han Changsheng is not good at rejecting acquaintances, so he can only come to pick up the plane.

"Sister Ke'er, Brother Nan, and Sister Li."

"Mimi, Yaya... Fatty."

When the ten ladies met, they just hugged happily and jumped up and down, obviously very affectionate.

As soon as Sha Yi saw Han Changsheng, he immediately gave him a warm hug, and punched Han Changsheng deliberately, "Brother Han, we really took advantage of you this time!"

"When a big man meets, can he not hug him so hard?"

Han Changsheng broke away from Sha Yi's embrace in disdain, and couldn't laugh or cry: "You six 66 are not short of money, you can come whenever you want, and you need to borrow my light."

Wu Jing laughed and said: "Although I can come here whenever I want, but if I book the presidential suite, I have to spend my own money? With you, we can enjoy free treatment."

Guo Jingfei counted the money, and said happily: "Director Wang endured the pain of being bloodletted, and booked us three presidential suites. Don't be too happy."

Han Changsheng glanced at Wang Zhengyu who was silent at the side, blinked and teased: "Director Wang, you didn't open a presidential suite with Sister Xiangxiang."

"Cough cough..."

Wang Zhengyu coughed twice, raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth, "We all eat and live together, how can we enjoy special treatment?"

Before the words finished, Wang Zhengyu leaned close to Han Changsheng's ear and whispered, "With your help, Xiangxiang and I really opened a presidential suite in your name."

Han Changsheng was taken aback, "Why are you borrowing my light again?"

Wang Zhengyu shrugged, "The eight members of your family spent their own money to open two rooms, so I just borrowed all of them from you."

Han Changsheng: "..."

There is a "sun" on his head

Two words? Why does everyone want to borrow his light? He doesn't know who to borrow.

Everyone chatted for a while, got in the car that picked up the guests at the hotel, and returned to the Melia Hotel all the way.

Needless to say, the clean dinner, anyway... Sha Yi and the others went downstairs to eat after washing up.

After eating, it was only 7:[-], and they all went upstairs together: jet lag...

Looking at the quiet lights outside the hotel, Di Lieba said crisply: "Master, anyway... we are not sleepy, let's go for a walk!"

Yang Mi raised her hand, "Agree!"

"Seconded."

"+"

Seeing that the seven maids were all very excited, Han Changsheng didn't let them down.

He put his arms around Mimi and Yaya's soft and boneless waists, and walked with them on the streets filled with the flavor of Yinglun.

Compared with the capital, Luundun not only has a different slow and fast pace of life, but also has many other differences.