"Look up the famous castles in European vampire legends!hmm、Especially the ...... that match the appearance of this architectural drawing."

"It's small, it's simple... However, the boss and the female employees of our company haven't seen you for a long time, and they all miss you. They asked me to ask, when will you come back......" Liu Yang's playful voice came from the other side of the phone.

As the person in charge of the company's network security, as the earliest veteran, Liu Yang can be regarded as Tang Wen's confidant.

Not only is he responsible for the day-to-day operation of the company, but he also needs to occasionally turn into a hacker to check some information.

This girl is very smart, she does the work she gives and never asks.

Especially after she knew Nangong Caiwei's identity, she didn't even have the slightest worry about it.

The picture comparison tool is no longer new, Liu Yang climbed over the wall, changed a few vests, and finalized a very similar outline diagram in three or two. It took less than five minutes.

Tang Wen was also a little surprised, and what surprised him even more was that the castle represented in this picture was very famous.

Romania, Fort Dracula!

Needless to say, the origin of modern vampire culture is derived from a vampire called "Dracula".

And coincidentally, Dracula has a real character prototype in history. Similarly, Fort Dracula has a prototype.

In the mountains of the southwestern suburbs of central Romania, there is a castle called Brown.

Built in the 12th century, the castle began as a fortification. Used to defend against the invasion of the Turks.

The castle was therefore built on a high hill with a wide view and a warning effect. At that time, it didn't even have a gate, and you had to climb it up with a rope ladder to get in.

But now, it's become a tourist attraction.

"Dracula Castle...... Are you going to make a trip to Romania?"

"How?"

"Uh, didn't you say that you want to go around Switzerland and buy a house by the way?" Nangong Caiwei looked at the phone with a strange expression. Without waiting for Tang Wen to ask, he threw his phone over, and the page was a record of chatting with a person.

"Who is this woman?" It can be seen that it is a real shot, and the smile is beautiful and moving. Looking at the photos, I think she should not be more than twenty-five years old, she is dressed in a summer dress and has a white tennis cap stuck on her head, and the background is an undulating green court. It's like playing golf.

"An old classmate of mine. "Nangong Caiwei is meaningful, I can hear that she has a 'festival' with this woman.

"She invited you to her home in Switzerland?"

Rivalries between pretty women tend to last a long time, and both parties are reluctant to miss any opportunity to show off.

Nangong Caiwei is not happy to stir up trouble, but she will never let those who dare to provoke have a good time.

"Humph!" she slid around with a tablet in her hand. The face is slightly cold.

"Maybe people just want to catch up with you?" Tang Wen said with a smile, playing a little temper, and the Nangong beauty, who competed with other women, seemed to him a little more pyrotechnic. Well, it's cute.

"When I was in high school, I was the school flower, so she was the class flower. The boy she had a crush on was very good at drawing, but he was chasing me every day to paint a portrait of me......"

"Haha... I see. That 'Liangzi' can be bigger!" Tang Wen still has a lot of things to do in the world of women, but he doesn't understand it. Because it is incomprehensible at all, especially women's sensitivity in 'palace fighting' is simply one dimension higher than that of men.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Wen was quite interested, looking back and forth at the circle of friends of her beautiful girlfriend. In the photos she sent, this woman seems to be a successful person, living in luxury hotels all over the world, watching the scenery, shopping, eating food, as if she never has to work. Even if there is some distress, it is a disease-free moan like 'Wear this Chanel or Prada tomorrow?'. Of course, it's not all that obvious show-off.

"It's been a long time since I've stepped on someone, of course I have to step on it back!" Nangong Caiwei tied her hair into a high ponytail and turned into a strong woman. It's just that looking at her bright smiling face, anyone will think that she and that woman are friends who haven't seen each other for many years. will be so excited.

"How do you step on it?"

"Do you know what is the best ornament for a woman?" she winked and smiled mysteriously.

"Jewelry, status, mansions?"

Nangong Caiwei raised her finger and shook it: "No! it's her man." ”

"Men are ornaments?" Tang Wen laughed angrily at her theory.

Otherwise, the reverse is true. Women are also the best decorations for men, and when you men get together, you men don't talk about women?

Tang Wen was speechless, touched his chin and said helplessly: "How are you going to turn me into an ornament?"

"Your costume stylist is coming soon, you just listen to the command......" Nangong Caiwei saw Tang Wen's empty wrist and picked up her phone again.

"What are you going to dress me up for?"

When a piece of Gaobo Fuss GMT Black worth 19 million yuan was brought to Tang Wen's wrist by Nangong Caiwei herself. He suddenly remembered that his fairy was also a billionaire. It's just that this competition is too costly, right?

"Well, it's according to the top level in Zurich!" she kissed Tang Wen's face, stood up and skillfully took her black card to settle the bill.

This made several service staff change color slightly, and they became more and more respectful to her. Looking at Tang Wen's eyes, he couldn't help but be a little strange. This is a little white face who has been raised! What a lucky guy. ’

Turning around, Nangong Caiwei said to the costume designer and stylist: "My boyfriend, as the president of an Internet company, always doesn't care too much about his appearance. I hope you two can give him a taste of what it means to be dressed in exquisite clothes and have an aristocratic temperament!"

The two looked at each other, and the stylist, who looked gay, asked, "In my opinion, this honorable gentleman is in good condition." There are a lot of features that are worth highlighting. I don't know, what do you want to emphasize?"

Unexpectedly, although this person's appearance was a little uncomfortable for Tang Wen, he was still very polite. He asked with a slight bow, as if he was facing Tang Wen, and as if he was asking Nangong Caiwei. Neither of them felt left out or valued.

"Young and promising!" Nangong Caiwei spat out such a sentence, and stepped on the cat's step into the inner bedroom with the service staff prepared for herself.

...... Tang Wen was drowsy, stared at by two middle-aged men and several women, seven or eight pairs of eyes, he was very uncomfortable. In particular, the various eyeballs of these people were reflected in the mirror in front of him from time to time. He had the urge to shoot them in the eye with a needle. So, he had to force himself to look at his new watch in a daze. Think about why it's worth millions of dollars. Even the gears are exposed, and the dial is so complicated......

"Are you sure you understand what my girlfriend meant?" Tang Wen stood in front of the mirror in a daze, looking at his own appearance. He suspected that these two famous stylists in Zurich had never studied at all for Lan Xiang Beauty and Hairdressing!

"Of course, sir, I wonder what you are not satisfied with?"

"Pink suit?" Tang Wen stretched out his hand and pointed to the mirror. He seriously doubted the orientation of this stylist.

"Well, because your face is young and vibrant, it's a symbol of youth! No scars, no blemishes, creamy skin is more perfect than many women......" The gay's eyes are shining, his hands are dancing, and he looks like he can't wait to come and touch two handfuls!

"OK!OK!You can leave, no need to explain, Lu Peng, send the two gentlemen out. "Tang Wenxin is very tired.

"Hey, Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, I haven't finished explaining ......"

"Check out! Send them away!" Tang Wen's emotions were a little out of control.

Nangong Caiwei heard the movement here and came out to see. At a glance, I saw Tang Wen's meticulous hair, a white face that seemed to be dripping water, a purple rose on his chest, a small pink, cropped pants, and even socks were pink. I almost laughed out loud.

"You're still smiling! This is the styling master you're looking for!" Tang Wen glared at her.

"Haha...... But it's beautiful!" she couldn't help but smile and took out her phone, quickly took a few photos and sent them to the group. Immediately startled a shoal of 'gulls and herons'. Their responses were unanimous.

First of all, Bai Qing didn't appreciate this the most, and replied with an angry expression: It was bent? Who did it!

Zhou Meiren, who grew up in the same small city, couldn't understand the fact that her man was wearing a pink suit and being painted so bewitchingly, so she was stunned and replied: Impossible! So hard! followed by a picture of a golden stick getting bigger.

Xu Na made an expression of 'the rabbit is sitting upright and knocking on the golden rice bowl', and said with a 'hidden evil heart': "Why are you dressed up like this when you go out with Sister Cai Wei! It's hard that Sister Cai Wei is not as attractive to you as a man?!"

Tang Wen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Helen finally came out and said flatly: "I think my man is very good-looking! He is so handsome and charming no matter how he dresses!"

Tang Wen's mood suddenly smoothed down a lot.

Xu Na, Zhou Xiaoyu, Bai Qing and Nangong Caiwei jumped out together, staring at the dog and accusing: "Sure enough, you are still deep in routine!"

"You're such a Helen..."

"Doesn't your fake conscience hurt?"

"The flirtatious skill has been obtained" Nangong Caiwei made a sneering expression, glanced at Tang Wen who was watching the play, and replied: "Thank you, Teacher Helen, I'll try your man tonight......"

The other three women immediately turned their guns. Nangong replied with a 'smug'.

However, it was still Miss Helen who cultivated more deeply and 'helped her eyes': "No thanks! remember to write a 3,000-word experience report tomorrow and hand it to the teacher." ”

Nangong Caiwei hated it so much that she sat on the makeup chair and thought about it for a long time. Huo went out and replied with a 'shy' face: "It's so busy at night, I don't have time!

The WeChat group was chaotic again, and everyone 'jumped' to accuse her of purity...... Among them, a classmate nicknamed 'Zhou Baitu' in this group has the most 'bad' language. The villain in her hair looked ignorant, and the index fingertips of both hands nodded weakly together, like a white lotus: "What are you saying, why can't I understand it?"