Yu Qian understood what Zhou Dalin meant, which was to let her entangle Meng Xier for a day so that he could have time to do a good job.

However, as Zhou Dalin's secretary, he took the initiative to find Mengxier and asked her to accompany her to go shopping. This seemed to be inconsistent with her secretary's identity and was not suitable.

Therefore, Zhou Dalin had to do this in person.

Mengxier doesn't seem to have many friends in Germany. A few days ago, he worked as an interpreter for Zhou Dalin. The matter was almost the same. Zhou Dalin didn't go to her grandfather's side, and she rarely went there. She would run back to have dinner when the meal was over.

She was used to staying in China and liked to eat Chinese food. Zhou Dalin's ability to cook was no less than that of a chef in a hotel, so she was even more reluctant to go to her grandfather for a meal.

During lunch that day, Zhou Dalin said to her: "Look, my cousin rarely has the opportunity to go abroad. She has come out and stays with me in this house all day long. Isn't this a waste? If you have nothing else, go to the city with her and open your eyes, right?"

Meng Xier agreed so happily.

"No problem, I want to go out and play, but I don't have the money."

Zhou Dalin looked at her for a long time before saying, "The eldest princess of the Simon family told me that she didn't have any money to play. Do you think I would believe it?"

Meng Xier said with a serious look on his face: "It's really not. You don't know that I have paid for it. I have already paid it. The money I got back from the plane was called by Durson. That was what she asked my grandfather for instructions and my grandfather agreed."

"Then you ask your grandfather again, he has assets of over 100 billion yuan. Is he still unwilling to give his granddaughter some pocket money?" Zhou Dalin asked.

Meng Xier put down the quickie in his hand and sighed and said, "Zhou Dalin, when I was in China, I repeatedly reminded you to know more about Germany and the Germans. Why don't you listen? You don't understand us at all!"

Mengxier is really not lying.

In most people's impression, Germany is mostly middle-class, with few rich and poor people. In fact, it is true that there are few poor people. As a veteran capitalist country, Germany has many rich people, and it is absolutely fine to rank among the top three in the world. However, most of the rich people in Germany are similar to Simon, very, very low-key.

As the head of the Simon Consortium, the name of Old Simon is almost known to everyone. However, few people in this world really know Old Simon. Looking through all the web pages, at most you can find a few photos of Old Simon, all of which are from when he was young.

Not attending any public events or accepting interviews from any media seems to be the common tacit understanding of German wealthy people.

The luxury car that Mengxier drove was actually not from Old Simon, but from her uncle. She bought a luxury car for her uncle, and Old Simon almost beat her son. She was so scared that she threw the luxury car directly into the house and never dared to drive it out by herself again.

Mengxier was grandfather’s favorite granddaughter, and she was the only one who drove a luxury car out. Old Simon didn’t say anything. So her uncle simply gave her the luxury car.

Although the old Simon is still the head of the Simon family, the family's business has been handed over to the next generation. It is not a decision to change the fate of Simon's consortium. He generally does not participate, which is equivalent to a semi-retired state.

When he was in charge of Simon's business, he lived in the city. At that time, Mengxier's grandmother was still alive, and he was like all German rich people, very low-key.

The house in their city is next to an ordinary street. It looks like the houses around it, without any special places, no bodyguards, and no servants. Old Simon goes to work in the company and rides a bicycle. There are five names in the mailbox at the door of the house, but none of them belong to Old Simon. Except for the post office, no one knows that the person living in that ordinary house is actually the famous Old Simon.

Walking on the street by bicycle or taking a bus, no one knows him or knows who he is.

Who would have thought that such a person dressed in an ordinary dress and went to and from get off work by bicycle? He was the head of the Simon Consortium? He would not have thought that the 300 hectares of forests and villas in the suburbs were owned by this cyclist.

A low-key rich man like Old Simon is everywhere in Germany. The head of Mercedes-Benz works in an ordinary position in his company. No one around knows that their colleague is also their boss.

Rich people in beautiful countries will be very angry if they see their rankings on the world wealth rankings drop, and complain that they have underestimated their wealth.

The German rich man is just the opposite. When he sees himself at the top, he will be very panicked and contact the relevant personnel and say that their data is inaccurate. He doesn’t have that much money and doesn’t even have half of it.

The development of this low-key habit probably originated from German companies, mostly family businesses, right? Many wealthy people have the blood of famous nobles, and they have passed on them from generation to generation to maintain this tradition.

The rich and poor Germans basically do not have friends or communicate, which is probably related to this.

Like all German rich people, Old Simon kept a low profile and strictly demanded himself while also being extremely strict with the education of the next generation. Mengxier's father passed away early, and his mother was a romantic Frenchman and basically didn't care much about his children's affairs. Education Mengxier became Old Simon's unshirkable responsibility. The low-key and simple tradition is naturally included.

Mengxier can go to a noble school with a total of 10,000 euros per month, but she must dress and eat like ordinary people. She must not be special. When she is an adult, she must support herself. She can give her 30 million yuan to start a business in China. This is because she lacks fatherly love since childhood and has special care for her. Mengxier has grown up and received traditional aristocratic education. She has requirements for both etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. After spending all the money in her hand, how can she have the nerve to speak to her grandfather?

After listening to Meng Xier's explanation, Zhou Dalin admired the old Simon more and more. In fact, his principles of being a human being are the same as those of the old Simon. The chairman of the board of directors of Kuai Le Group is so famous that everyone in the country knows. But there are only a handful of people who know him.

Believing that Meng Xier was telling the truth, Zhou Dalin asked her: "How much does it cost to go out for a day?"

Mengxier looked at him and asked, "Don't you go with us?"

Zhou Dalin refused and said, "Where do I have time?"

"Then what are you doing at home alone?" Meng Xier asked.

He looked at her meaningfully and asked her: "Do you think I have touched your grandpa this time?"

Meng Xier smiled and said, "99% of you have succeeded. You have expressed so much professional knowledge and insights, and you will be stunned by the old man. He basically agrees with your opinion."

Zhou Dalin asked her again: "Where do I come from those things?"

Meng Xier stared at her two big blue eyes and said, "What can I say? I feel strange, how can you, the scumbag, have these things in your belly?"

Why is Zhou Dalin so angry? Why is he a scumbag? If he is a scumbag, I will have been scumbag long ago!

"I have been preparing for half a year before I will have those things!" He said angrily, "Talking to your grandfather is just the first step. The next step is to discuss the specific agreement for cooperation, there is no need to prepare? You jumped over in front of me all day long, how do you ask me to prepare?"

Meng Xier understood. It turned out that this guy worked a lot on this, but he just didn't want her to know. It seemed that she was really wronged him.

"Okay." She said, "Miss Yu and I will go out to play and leave you the time to prepare."

Speaking of this, she looked at him pitifully.

"I really have no money," she said.

Zhou Dalin said: "I won't ask you how much money you need?"

Meng Xier thought about it and said carefully: "It will take one or two thousand to go out for a day, right?"

Zhou Dalin didn't talk to her directly, so he went to the house to take out a check book and issued her 10,000 euros in front of her.

Mengxier almost glared out and asked him: "When did you have an account in a German bank? Do you know how much is 10,000 euros per 10,000 yuan?"

Zhou Dalin looked at her in anger.

"I'm still the young lady, I'll scare you one hundred thousand. Are you a roe deer? Do I have an account and need to report to you? If you think it's too much, I'll write it." As he said that, he was going to take back the check.

Mengxier quickly grabbed it and said with a chuckle: "No more, not much, I'll ask you for it if the flowers are gone."

Then she stood up with the check, pulled Yu Qian up from the table, shouting, "Let's go, go, you have money, let's have fun!"

No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a young lady, you don’t want to be a German, you are just a Chinese girl, and you haven’t grown up, like you are fifteen or sixteen.

Seeing Yu Qian let her pull, stumble out, and go upstairs to change clothes, he shook his head helplessly.

This time, Meng Xier did not drive his own luxury car, and drove the luxury car back to her grandfather's house with Yu Qian, then drove out his grandfather's ordinary version of BMW, and took Yu Qian to the city.

First, I went to Potsdamer Platz, found a place to park my car, took Yu Qian to see the Brandenburg Gate, then followed Bodhi Street to the Capitol, then went to Alexander Square, overlooking the entire city, and also went to Frederi Street to shop.

After turning around this circle, it was almost dark. She had money in her hands, but she was not her own, and she didn't feel sorry for spending it. In the evening, she didn't go home with Yu Qian for dinner, so she went directly to the Adron Hotel and had a great meal.

I still don’t want to go back after I’m full. After leaving the Adron Hotel, it happens to be the department store in District 206, the most beautiful and most elegant shopping paradise in Europe.

At this moment, ten thousand euros were finally in a blink of an eye.

Yu Qian finally knew what a lady was. She didn't ask the price for anything she bought, Hermes' bag, Chanel's scarf, and Stano's coat. If you like it, buy it, and it's one for each person.

Yu Qian was born into a poor family and had no brand concept in her mind. In addition, she knew nothing about German and had no idea how much she spent.

If it weren't for spending all the money, she would have planned to take Yu Qian to the National Theater to listen to a concert.

When he got home, he took all the things he bought back into the house and threw them on the sofa. Zhou Dalin looked at him and his liver trembled.

"How much did it cost?" he asked Mengxier in a trembling voice.

Meng Xier smiled and said, "You have enough money, and there are still two hundred euros left!"

"What? You spent 100,000 yuan in one afternoon!" Zhou Dalin was anxious now, "Don't you betray me? I'll tell you Meng Xier, you have to pay me back the money in the future!"


Chapter completed!