Ma Wei doesn't want to spend too much time on buying a suit. For the sake of future social occasions, he plans to buy multiple sets at one time, so that he can wear them differently.

So, he asked the saleswoman bluntly, "What are the most expensive suits in your store?" ”

As soon as the rich voice fell, I saw the saleswoman standing in front of me, and her eyes lit up and she hurriedly replied, "Sir, what do you mean by that, as long as it is ready-made, right? According to your height and body type, we have exactly two sets in the store that are more suitable for you to wear...... Would you like to give it a try?"

"Hmm. Ma Wei nodded casually. Then he walked into the fitting room under the guidance of the saleswoman. and tried on two sets of Italian suits she brought.

"Wow, sir, this gray plaid suit is so handsome on you! "The saleswoman wasn't fooling Ma Wei.

Indeed, with Ma Weina's height of 1.85 meters, as well as strong muscles, and handsome appearance, he is absolutely handsome in a suit. To sum it up in one sentence, that is, it is thin in clothes, fleshy in undressing, and full of male style.

After some fitting on, Ma Wei directly asked the housekeeper to take the card and swipe the money. Three sets of handmade suits, a total of 135,000 US dollars. The styles are gray plaid with an atmospheric atmosphere, an elegant and restrained dark blue suit, and a khaki suit with a business style.

After swiping the card and paying the money, Ma Wei walked out of the suit store empty-handed. Anyway, as a young master, someone will naturally help him get the suit. He didn't need to do it himself.

The saleswoman looked at the back of Ma Wei, who had left in a dashing manner, and couldn't help but sigh with envy, "Eh, if I could have a life like him, how good it would be..."

……

At around 8 p.m. that day, one of the most luxurious hotels in Washington, the "JW Marriott Hotel". One after another, expensive luxury cars came and stopped downstairs in the hotel.

Among them is the pure black Tiger Head Ben S-Class. There is also a plain white Lincoln City Extended, a solid silver Bentley Turbo R, and a black Cadillac Fleetwood......

These luxury cars drive on the road and can make passers-by pay attention. The owner of the car who sat in the car enjoyed the attention of the outside world throughout the whole process. They are the leading figures in American society, and luxury cars are their own personality markers. Every car must have a driver, and driving by yourself is definitely a loss of identity.

American celebrities who walked out of luxury cars, men uniformly dressed in expensive suits, plus eye-catching brand-name leather shoes. The women wore backless dresses and low-cut evening ceremonies, dressed up in fancy and glamorous. They wore very expensive jewelry around their necks and wrists, for fear that others would not know their noble status.

At 8:10 p.m., Mavi rode his Cadillac and slowly drove into the underground parking garage of the Marriott Hotel.

Tonight, Ma Wei is wearing the dark blue Italian suit. And in the inner pocket of the suit, there is the MP3 Walkman he bought some time ago. Two pure white headphone cables, sticking out of his pockets, connected all the way to his ears. This made Ma Wei feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he would often listen to music like this when he came home from work in his previous life.

As soon as the car stopped, the Russian bodyguards, who were five big and three thick, immediately got out of the car and opened the door for him, "Young master, we have arrived." ”

"Well, you stay here. Ma Wei asked the bodyguards to wait for him in the garage, so he didn't have to go up with him. After all, at a celebrity gathering like this, bodyguards are not suitable for entry, so they can only wait outside.

"Okay, young master. The Russian bodyguards automatically stepped aside, then watched their young master walk to the garage elevator.

The banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel is directly accessible by elevator. In this way, it can avoid celebrities with distinguished status and crowding the elevator with ordinary hotel guests.

When Ma Wei came to the dedicated elevator hall. At this time, a light green Aston Martin DB7 sports car drove into the underground garage very handsomely. and stopped diagonally behind him.

A few seconds later, the car door opened, and I saw a long-haired woman wearing a pure white off-the-shoulder evening dress, carrying her black bag, and walked out of the car in style. Then, the woman closed the door casually, and then walked in the direction of Ma Wei.

"Tata Tata..."

The sound of women's high heels, from far to near. The smell of floral perfume on her body also floated on the tip of Ma Wei's nose.

This long-haired woman looks to be about 20 years old. Her skin is fair, and her long flowing black hair has made her delicate facial features more attractive. Especially the delicate sexy red lips and beautiful eyes that make people want to look away from it. I just want to keep watching.

The woman came to Ma Wei with a noble temperament and waited with him for the slowly descending elevator.

Her name is Jennifer Swift, and she is the daughter of Marriott Hotel Group. His father is the president of the group and is worth billions of dollars. Mother is the runner-up of Miss World Beauty Pageant. So Jennifer is naturally beautiful, both in temperament and figure, she is very good.

Marvey glanced at Jennifer slightly, and then waited for the elevator without thinking much about it.

When the elevator went down to the second basement floor, Jennifer was the first to step on her high heels and step into the elevator. Then press the top button.

It is worth noting that Jennifer, as the daughter of a wealthy family, did not wear any jewelry or jewelry on her neck and wrists. Even the small black bag she was carrying was just a very ordinary brand. It's not that kind of designer limited edition. It's as if she never cared about anything outside of her.

Ma Wei stepped into the elevator, and then stood on the left side of the elevator with Jennifer in one position.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Ma Wei could smell the floral perfume on Jennifer's body, which became more and more intoxicating into the tip of his nose, teasing his olfactory nerves.

Ma Wei is not the kind of man who can't stand his legs when he sees a beautiful woman. He is a man in two lives, and he does not have the attribute of kneeling and licking women in his character. He just stood bored in the elevator, thinking about tomorrow and the next two days.

But at this time, the walkman in Ma Wei's suit pocket, I don't know if it was touched or what the reason was. Suddenly, the inexplicable power played! And the music played was an English song he loved in his previous life, called "You Raise Me Up".

The song was supposed to be sung five years later, in 2005, by the West Side Boys. But because Mavi didn't want to wait that long. So I just asked someone to interpret the whole song, record it into audio, and then collect it privately.

When the melodious and tactful song sounded not long after it came out of Ma Wei's walkman. I saw Jennifer, who was standing on the side, who was also bored, suddenly turned her cheeks with a hint of curiosity, and glanced at Ma Wei seriously.