Chapter 463: European Goddesses

The streets of London, with the crowds of people coming and going, the cars shuttling like clouds, especially the beautiful double-decker buses, the red color, are very eye-catching.

Sitting in his own Cadillac monster, Abel was in a normal mood.

He was speculating whether the scene at Heathrow Airport was the work of the neon Ministry of Foreign Affairs or the locals.

Fortunately, whatever the possibility, it doesn't actually have much impact.

At most, he can only be disgusted, not even disgusted.

So Abel thought about it for a while, and he put his spirit into the surrounding London street scene.

Now in 2002.

The Iron Lady's reform of Britain back then seemed to be very successful.

She succeeded in making Britain, which was originally very strong in industry, abandon most of the tiring factories and industries on the basis of the economy.

Under her leadership, the British were originally very competitive in a series of countries. capital companies, privatized one after another.

Most of these "burdens" are also thrown to foreigners.

For example, the Americans, the French, the Germans......

Too wise, too wise.

She is also very "smart" to use the service industry, especially the financial industry, as a substitute industry to replace those industries in the UK.

In the UK, with a population of less than 60 million, nearly 600,000 people work in the financial industry......

This figure has reached one percent.

What's more, there are as many as two or three million people who indirectly serve this group of people.

It can be said that the four words of financial establishment are now the United Kingdom. Plan.

Eventually, with the help of the Iron Lady, Britain began to completely transform itself in the 80s.

Today, Britain has completely transformed into a service-oriented country, mainly relying on finance and other tertiary industries to support its people.

It is precisely because of this kind of country. The United Kingdom, especially London, has become a "magnet" for the world's rich.

Relatively low taxes, a well-developed legal system, rich cultural life, convenient language, good education, a large number of professionals to recruit, a time zone located in the middle of the Americas and Asia, which is convenient for taking into account the markets of three continents, and is located in Europe, but not in the troublesome eurozone, etc.

For the rich, London is simply the perfect city.

As a result, it is home to two-thirds of Britain's billionaires, who were either born, live here for a long time, or use London as their home base for business.

Although London is a historic economic and cultural capital, it seems to be a little less "modern" than emerging financial centers such as New York, New Capo, Dubai, and Monaco, but it can still attract so many new rich people.

The British rich "are mostly foreigners, which shows the strong attraction of Britain to the world's richest people from one side."

The British press proudly believes that the biggest secret to Britain's attraction to the rich is its low taxes.

The British are known as "escapes. Tax haven". According to the accounting firm "Grant International", the total assets of the top 54 "billionaires" in the UK reached 126 billion pounds

On the other hand, the liberal immigration policy has also attracted many wealthy people to the UK.

For those rich people who have "committed crimes" in their own countries, as long as they offer refuge, Britain generally does not refuse to come.

A lot of hairy bear oligarchs, such as Berezovsky, Abramovich and others.

When they couldn't stay in their home country, they all chose to live in London as soon as possible.

Although most of them do not have British citizenship, they are treated in the same way as British citizens.

Most pleasing to the rich, banks and law firms in the UK are less likely to ask questions such as where does the money come from.

Of course, we all know that.

Britain's "education without class" of foreign tycoons is actually just a pretend.

At a critical moment, the pirate nature of the Anzans should still be exposed.

It's just that in the current era, there are no challengers for the Anthems.

As an extension of New York and Wall Street, London, where the sun has set, is not badly disguised.

Abel's gaze looked at the scenery along the way.

The banks of the River Thames, as well as Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament are some of London's most famous attractions, and you can cross the bridge and pass in front of the London Eye.

Looking at it closely, you can feel that this London Eye is still very imposing.

Drive all the way through Prince of Wales Street and King Road.

Abel's convoy eventually arrived at No. 1 Garden Street, Kensington Palace.

The house, now known as the 'Smith House', is one of the largest buildings in the entire Garden Street of Kensington Palace.

Aside from the nearby Kensington Palace, it may even be the largest residence.

Covering an area of 18,589 square meters, it is a high-class luxury house in the heart of London.

When the long-absent owner returned, the people who worked in No. 1 Garden Street at Kensington Palace naturally all went out.

Born in a family of housekeepers, in Wen. Ms. Joanna, the deputy manager of the Smith family office and the level of royal housekeeper who has worked in Sabaoh for several years, led the housekeepers, maids, and maids she has trained in the past year, and lined up at the door to welcome the arrival of the master.

Two rows of beautiful young women, all dressed in professional butler costumes or maid costumes, lined up from the door to the inside.

Abel got out of the car at the door of the manor villa and walked inside.

Joanna took the lead and bent down slightly, and said softly, "Welcome back the master." ”

"Welcome back to the host ......"

Greetings that are delicate or beautiful or feminine sound at the same time, and it looks like it sounds magnificent.

A feeling of great aristocrats in the Middle Ages in Europe was born in my heart.

Looking at Joanna, and the batch of housekeeping talents she has cultivated and trained.

Abel wanted to say to David next to him

"Now, look, that's called professionalism."

But he didn't, just smiled at Joanna, kept his master's reserve, and walked towards the manor.

Abel from India. By the time I arrived, it was already late.

By the time we got to the gardens of Kensington Palace, it was getting dark.

Abel directly asked Joanna to prepare dinner, and after dinner, he planned to take a shower.

Joanna, the chief butler, arranged for a beautiful housekeeper and two maids to guide Abel to the master bathroom.

Abel, who was walking behind him, looked at the housekeepers and maids in front of him, and was tightly wrapped in the back of his exaggerated curvy body by the professional suit.

He once again praised Joanna's work in the past year.

It seems that in the past year, the money spent on the garden of Kensington Palace, so that Joanna trained professional housekeepers and maids, was not spent in vain!

Able was guided to the bedroom, and he didn't even have to say a word or make a single superfluous gesture the whole time.

He has a beautiful maid, under the command of the beautiful housekeeper, who helps him open the wardrobe, take out the bathrobe, and take it off for him. Ditch your original clothes and change into a comfy velvet bathrobe.

The maids continued to guide him to the spacious bathroom.

When he sat down in the whirlpool bathtub, two beautiful maids who were definitely many suitors outside came up to take a shower and scrub his body for him with a smile.

"Whew-"

With a long exhale, Abel couldn't help but sigh-

In terms of tossing people, it is still the old and young culture of this old empire that is professional enough!

It is no wonder that the rich people in the United States are vying to hire these professional British butlers.

I have to say that from the point of view of the enjoyer, it is really worth the money.

Smack-

With his eyes slightly closed, Abel, who enjoyed the top service, snapped his fingers: "The mobile phone ......"

The beautiful housekeeper brought the waterproof satellite phone in the shortest possible time.

Abel, who had his eyes closed, thought about it, since it was in Europe, of course he called his European girls over.

"Call Sophie Marceau and Penelope Cruz."

Paris, France.

Since the entertainment division of Vivendi Group signed a cooperation agreement with Smith Media in the United States, they jointly engaged in a "Eurostar" program.

The European entertainment industry, which was originally a backwater, seemed to have been thrown into a super bomb, which caused huge ripples.

The ripples named Smith quickly spread throughout the European entertainment media industry.

Since July last year, the "Eurostar" program was launched.

Smith Media and Vivendi have jointly invested in a total of 17 films and TV series in Europe.

Most of the investments in these film and television dramas are around $10 million to $20 million.

An investment budget at this level, if it were in Hollywood, would be a small and medium-sized investment at best.

But this level of investment, in many cases in the European film industry and TV groups, can be regarded as a large investment.

Therefore, the alliance between Vivendi and Smith naturally set off a huge repercussion in the European film industry.

A large number of European entertainment and media professionals have benefited from the "Eurostar" program.

Among them, Sophie Marceau, who has already made a name for herself in France and is known as the kiss of France, has benefited a lot.

Among the 17 film and television dramas of the "Eurostar" project.

The two movies with the largest investment, one in which she is the heroine, and one in which Sophie is the most important supporting role.

There is also a TV series in which Vivendi is strongly invested in filming, and Smith bears part of the funding, and she also serves as the heroine.

Of course, there is a reason why a big star like Sophie Marceau, who debuted as a movie café, is willing to perform in a TV series.

Because this is a TV series with an investment budget of 80 million euros, according to the current exchange rate, if converted into US dollars, the investment budget is almost hundreds of millions of dollars.

Vivendi is ready to film the life of Marie Antonet, the famous "guillotine queen" in French history.

Vivendi plans to adapt and shoot based on the story of Queen Marie Antonet in the history books, plus "The Beheaded Queen" written by Austrian Stefan Zweig.

The famous sentence "She was too young to know all the gifts of fate, and she had already secretly marked the price" was uttered by Stephen Zweig in "The Beheaded Queen".

Two "big movies" in the eyes of Europeans, plus one "big drama" in the eyes of Europeans.

and herself as one of the most famous actresses in Europe.

Sophie Marceau, who was already a little quiet and planned to go to Hollywood for development, has exploded again in Europe.

Both the movie and the TV series are still being filmed.

Sophie Marceau has regained the endorsement of a large number of European and even international brands in Europe and even around the world.

She's been busy all this time.

She had to squeeze out time to shoot commercials and endorsement MVs in addition to the shooting tasks of movies and TV series.

Like at this moment, she is in Paris, and has just finished shooting an endorsement advertisement for L'Oréal's latest lipstick.

In the dressing room, Sophie sits in a chair.

She was only wearing a rice red silk nightgown at the moment, and she reached out to straighten the front of her nightgown, flattening the gap that could see her side peak, and the slender and beautiful pair of slender and beautiful beautiful moons relaxed and relaxed.

On the bare white and delicate feet, the red nail polish is particularly conspicuous.

The makeup artist held the makeup remover in her hand and began to help her remove her makeup quickly.

In order to show L'Oréal's black tube 666 lipstick, the makeup on Sophie's face is very showy.

At the end of the shoot, Sophie Marceau couldn't wait to remove her makeup, she didn't want her skin to suffer.

The older the actress, the more attention she pays to her own maintenance.

"Ms. Marceau, your call ......"

A black female assistant, with a blank face, walked over briskly and handed the phone to Sophie Marceau.

Sophie glanced at the other party, she didn't like the black female assistant very much.

I don't even like the few bodyguards and assistants who follow her.

Because of these people, they are all Americans.

It's all the nasty guy, the people who arranged for her to spy on her.

Although these personnel have brought her convenience in many ways.

It makes her life and work very simple and enjoyable.

This kind of service, she feels that if she relies on herself, she may not be able to buy it with money.

But that didn't stop her from hating them any more than she hated that rude Yankee.

At least that's what Sophie Marceau herself thinks.

Hypocrisy is one of the labels of dementia women.

Picking up the phone, Sophie Marceau looked at it, her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled suddenly, she turned back to the makeup artist and said, "Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone first......"

As he spoke, he got up from his seat with a cotton pad stained with lotion, glanced back at the black female assistant angrily, walked into the lounge, and closed the door casually.

"Hey, my little French sweetheart. I'm in London right now and I hope to see you. ”

As soon as the phone was connected, it was Abel's voice.

This voice made Sophie Marceau's mood throb.

In fact, she herself didn't know whether she hated him or had some special feelings for him.

Before answering the phone, Sophie Marceau had actually thought about responding to him with a vicious voice.

Let him feel that the French kiss, even if it is persecuted, will never surrender so easily in his heart.

But now that I hear his voice, I don't know what's wrong.

Sophie's voice softened: "Have you arrived in London?" Where is it now? So I'll go? ”

How could my voice be so weak?

I didn't give in, I just thought I was a snake with him.

She felt like she still hated the bastard's heart.

"Come on, then. Come with Cruz, I've already called her, she's also in Paris. I'll have you all come by plane. ”

"Oh, my little French sweetheart. You don't know how much I miss you two, tsk, the second of the most unloved goddesses in Europe. I can't wait to hold you in my arms right now and play happily in the bathtub. ”

"I miss your ......"

"And that ......"

Listening to the phone, Abel's unbridled play.

Describing the various details that she was familiar with, Sophie Marceau was a little annoyed.

She wanted to reprimand loudly, but the thought of that situation.

The French kiss a pair of bright eyes, and the mist can't help but rise.

"Don't talk about it."

"Once you've packed up, just ask someone close to you to bring you over. Seriously, I can't wait to meet you guys. Oh, Sophie, you'll soon know how much I miss you. ”

“Mon Dieu, mon oncle.”

Sophie Marceau finally couldn't help it anymore and whispered a curse in French.

Abel naturally heard it, and he guessed that it should not be a good word.

Anyway, he didn't understand, he simply didn't bother to pay attention.

"So be it. Waiting for you to come. ”

He hung up the phone and scolded Sophie Marceau, who spoke foul French in French, and it was useless to scold him.

Smack-

She smashed her phone on the ground and fell apart.

But a few minutes later, the tsundere literary young woman, the so-called demented literary woman, still walked out expressionlessly.

Then asked the makeup artist to help her remove her makeup, and re-made a makeup look that matched her temperament and someone's favorite.

She doesn't have to wait for her to go back and pack her things, she has her own rock security staff to help her sort everything out.

Sophie Marceau only needs to get in the car and the convoy heads straight to Charles de Gaulle Airport.

It takes just over 1 hour to fly from Paris to London.

So in fact, Abel will be able to see her in two hours at most after the call.

Wait for Sophie Marceau to arrive at the airport and board an Air France-owned Airbus A320.

Sure enough, on the plane.

She met the Spanish national treasure goddess who was named by someone just now, the famous Spanish actress Penelope Cruz.

Before Sophie could say hello to Penelope, she saw another Cruz next to Cruz.

This Cruz, Sophie Marceau knows.

She is Penelope Cruz's sister, the kind of kiss, whose name is Monica Cruz.

Monica Cruz is also an actress and a model.

However, compared to her sister who has become famous, Monica, who looks like Penelope, is just a little transparent in the European entertainment industry.

"Hi Penny and Monica."

Sophie was stunned for a moment, but still took the initiative to say hello.

In fact, Sophie Marceau and Penelope Cruz were not very familiar with the previous words.

One of the two is in France and the other is in Spain, and they are not in the same circle.

It's just that since the two of them have been under someone's influence, they have been frank and "presented" to each other many times.

Even if I wasn't familiar with it before, I can't help but be familiar with it now.

So the French kiss, just called Penelope's nickname "Penny".

But she was not familiar with Monica Cruz, she had only met twice, and she just called her by name.

"Hey, Sophie! Good evening. ”

When Sophie came up, Penelope was reading a book with a book.

Seeing the "comrades-in-arms" appear.

The goddess of Spain's national treasure looks delighted.

She smiled and beckoned Sophie to come and sit next to her.

Little transparent Monica Cruz, at this time, also flattered to greet the big star:

"Good evening, dear Miss Sophie Marceau."

Sophie responds to Penelope's sister, then sits down next to Penelope and looks curiously at the book in her hand.

"What are you looking at?"

In Sophie's mind, Penelope was not a person who loved to read.

This Spanish actress is a very non-European European actress.

This refers to the fact that generally speaking, actresses from European origin who became famous in Europe are more literary.

And Penelope Cruz became famous in Europe, but she is not literary at all, but very "commercial", and is not liked by mainstream European filmmakers.

That's why Penelope Cruz will go to Hollywood to develop earlier.

Because Hollywood actresses are all Penelope.

At the moment, Penelope, who is not literary enough and doesn't like to read, is reading.

Sophie naturally asked curiously.

"It's not a book, it's a magazine!"

Penelope chuckled and raised the thick magazine in his hand.

"The European Observer? Haven't heard of this magazine. ”

Sophie was curious.

Penelope smiled: "This is the first issue of our man, his magazine to be the first in Europe. The first report above was about us men, so I bought dozens of copies, no-"

She gestured to a large stack of magazines next to her.

"It's 12 euros a piece, which is so expensive."

In this era, in the United States, regardless of the monthly and weekly magazines, the price of magazines is not much different, and the mainstream price is $4-6.

European magazine pricing is slightly more expensive than in the United States, with the normal price being 6-8 euros.

The price of 12 euros a copy is relatively expensive, whether it is a monthly or quarterly magazine.

Although Sophie doesn't like Penelope's "us man" title very much.

But she still couldn't help but pick up a copy of "The European Observer" and opened it.

This is the French version of The Observer of Europe, which is thicker and looks like a lot of content.

She glanced at the table of contents and went straight to the first article, which was titled "The Golden Age of Smith".

The title piqued her curiosity, and Sophie Marceau flipped through it.

(End of chapter)