"Hey, what's the origin of this guy?"

After Huang Tianshun went to make arrangements, Yang Huan looked at Charlene Lahry strangely.

For no reason, how could a dignified duke come to him?

Charlene Lahry slapped his forehead hard and shook his head straight.

This guy came to the UK to do business, but he knew nothing about the British upper class. He didn't even want to understand it at all. He entered the British upper class. He and Abramovich were completely different.

Russians have to go to the upper class if they have sharpened their heads.

I didn't see that he just regarded himself as a British now.

"There are twenty dukes in Britain in total, ten of whom belong to the royal family, and the other ten are inherited by other high-ranking nobles. The Duke of Westminster is one of them. The family history is said to be traced back to the era of William the Conqueror."

"William the Conqueror?" Yang Huan looked confused.

Finally, I just spread my hands and looked like a rascal.

"Well, I admit, I don't know the history of your empire that never sets."

Charlene Lahry glared at him angrily because she felt that Yang Huan's statement that the Empire of the Sun never set was a bit ridiculous.

However, many British people now do retain such imperial fantasies.

"It's about a thousand years ago now."

"Oh." Yang Huan understood.

But I was a little shocked in my heart, the old noble who had been passed down for a thousand years.

Wow, the complete British aristocrat.

"Hasn't it been broken in the middle?" Yang Huan was surprised, it's been more than a thousand years.

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Huan smiled, "I mean, this family has been passed down for more than a thousand years?"

This is incredible.

According to normal logic, how huge a family is a thousand-year-old.

"How do I know?" Charlene Lahry replied angrily, "I'm not a specialist in this."

After a pause, she continued: "Their family has been truly prosperous for only two hundred years, and it has been passed down to him for six generations. Who knows what it has to do with the nobles in the era of William the Conqueror?"

Judging from her tone, she seemed not very interested in this duke.

"Why do you give me the feeling that I don't like this person very much?"

Charlene Lahry shrugged, "Although he has always claimed to be a gentleman and a model husband, in fact, he is not a good person. During his tenure as assistant chief of staff of the Ministry of Defense, the newspaper published his scandal four times in six weeks."

But Yang Huan laughed loudly after hearing this, "This person is interesting, I like it!"

What he dislikes the most is the kind of guy who claims to be as gentlemanly as he is, and as righteous as a gentleman.

This kind of person is very gentleman on the surface, but he often does all the dirty things behind his back.

On the contrary, people with flaws are more real.

But in the eyes of Charlene Lahry, Yang Huan is like a stinking person.

"goat!"

Yang Huan didn't explain, and still smiled, "You talk about it."

Charlene Lahryn nodded, and she didn't want Yang Huan to make a fool of herself, so she continued.

"He is the richest man in the UK, once served as a senior government official, and is a very close friend of Prince Charles. His wife is Prince William's godmother, and his eldest daughter married Prince Charles' adopted son."

Yang Huan nodded unstoppablely.

Many people say that the British royal family is no longer in charge, and even has only symbolic meanings.

But in fact, the royal family's relationship network is still spread throughout the UK.

"What did he do for you?" Charlene Lahry was a little curious.

Yang Huan shrugged, "How do I know?"

Finally, he laughed proudly, "Maybe, he sees that I am handsome and wants to marry my daughter?"

"Oh, by the way, does he still have a daughter?"

Charlene Lahry almost burst into laughter.

You don’t even know whether someone has a daughter or not, just want to be someone else’s son-in-law?

Is there anyone like you?

However, she refused to answer Yang Huan's question.

Yang Huan stood up, "You go with me to see him."

"Me?" Charlene Lahry was a little surprised.

"Yes, I don't understand so many etiquettes in your UK. Of course, you are here with me!"

After Yang Huan said this, Charlene Lahry is really hard to refuse.

"Then...let's go!"

She was really a little nervous.

Then he is a duke.

Yang Huan looked calm and, under the eyes of the people around him, walked into the Wangjiang Pavilion lobby and went directly to the second floor.

On the passage to the private room on the second floor, a group of people came towards him.

The leader is a fat man.

Seeing him, a word popped up in Yang Huan's mind, Roushan.

He is definitely the kind that is so fat that he is breathless when walking.

But the voice was very loud, especially the laughter was very thick, which carried a kind of momentum of a superior.

But Yang Huan usually ignores this so-called momentum directly.

His logic is also very simple. I don’t owe you anything or ask you for anything, so there is no need to be afraid of you!

"Hello, Mr. Yang Huan!" The Duke of Westminster opposite extended his big flesh palm from a distance.

Yang welcomed him, "Hello, Lord Duke!"

The two happened to shake hands at the door of the private room.

"Hello, Miss Rahry!" The Duke of Westminster greeted Charlene Rahry behind Yang Huan.

But it seemed like he just nodded and smiled, and he was a little deliberately trying to keep a distance.

"Sit inside!" Yang Huan reached out and asked.

The two walked into the private room.

The Duke of Westminster's entourage and bodyguard were both standing outside the door consciously. Charlene Rahry hesitated for a moment and followed him in, and she listened to Yang Huan's words.

The Duke of Westminster saw Charlene Lahry walking in, looked at Yang Huan again, and nodded and smiled as if he had gained something.

Soon a waiter immediately delivered a genuine Dahongpao, which was airlifted from China.

Yang Huan asked the waiter to leave and started making tea. Not long after, the tea fragrance was everywhere.

"I wonder what the Duke is asking me for?" Yang Huan personally sent a cup of tea to him and asked with a smile.

As the saying goes, you will not enter the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble.

Yang Huan doesn't like to deal with people who need to speak up, so he doesn't have much contact with the nobles.

He believed that others would not come to the door for no reason.

"Actually, it's nothing. I believe Mr. Yang Huan also knows that many Londoners have chosen to live in suburbs over the years. Southampton, which is only an hour's drive from London, has become the choice of many people, so there is great potential for development here."

Yang Huan nodded.

"I recently received another news that Mr. Yang Huan plans to build a maritime football field and a seabed hotel in Southampton. It just so happens that Southampton is interested in renovating the old town on the banks of the Ichin River, so I'm here!"

He spoke very relaxedly.

But Yang Huan heard that this guy has a wide connection.

I'm afraid Southampton's new mayor Terry Matthews will have a good relationship with him.

As a real estate developer, how can it be possible without some government resources?

Soon, Yang Huan thought of another question.

St. Mary's Stadium happens to be on the banks of the Ichin River. He said so, could it be...

"Mr. Yang Huan, I believe we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future!"

Yang Huan shrugged. He really didn't have much interest in real estate development.
To be continued...