It rained again in London in the early hours of last night, and the night of rain swept away the dead yellow leaves all over the ground.

The next morning, the sanitation workers slowly walked into the streets to start work, and the drivers who blocked the motorway were not in a hurry, and rarely honked their horns to urge.

There was even a car parked in the middle of the road, and the driver got out of the car and went straight to the café that had just opened on the side of the street. Then I saw a patrol police car driving by......

Charlotte wore a bathrobe, her long blond hair unkempt over her shoulders, and leaned lazily against the street window, looking at the scene on the street to empty her head.

"Good morning, I thought you had to sleep a little longer." Hall walked in with a large tray, "I just bought this house, and I haven't had time to hire a chef yet, but fortunately there are leftover ingredients yesterday." ”

milk, latte, black tea; Sandwiches, bread with jam, vegetable salad.

Charlotte said dumbfounded, "Thank you." ”

"Just thank you? I thought you'd go back to bed for breakfast and praise me for my cooking. Hale raised an eyebrow.

Charlotte went back to the bed and lay down against the head of the bed, allowing him to serve herself like a medieval nobleman's valet: "I didn't expect you to cook." ”

Hall picked up a sandwich: "I'll have a lot of them, you have to take the initiative to find them, like a treasure hunt." Last night's physical exertion was a bit big, so I had to replenish my energy.

"I will." A faint red crept up Charlotte's face.

Hall stared at her for a moment, then picked up a small pink wildflower for a sandwich plating, smoothed the messy hair around her ear, and pinned the wildflower to her ear: "Beautiful." ”

Charlotte looked up at him, her lips moved without speaking, she reached out and grabbed his neck and kissed him.

"I didn't waste this little wildflower that I woke up early in the morning and instructed Brandon to find so hard." Hall thought to himself as the sandwich and salad knife fell limply on the carpet.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Brandon knocked on the bedroom door: "Boss, the people from the clothing store have arrived." ”

Hall said to Charlotte, who had just come out of the bathroom and was wiping her hair, "Go pick out your own clothes, I'll take care of the work and I'll be with you later." ”

"Okay." Charlotte's eyes quickly swept over Brandon standing in the doorway and the crumpled champagne-colored dress on the bedroom sofa, tightened her bathrobe, and walked out in a panic.

Roger Vivia, BC, Burberry, Chopin......

In the living room, a dozen or so trained staff quickly assembled movable hangers and counters, and magically conjured up a small department store, selling everything from clothing and shoes to jewelry and perfumes.

Charlotte struggled to identify some of the luxury brands that were rarely seen in school fashion classes, and asked in a whisper, "Can I choose any of these?" ”

"Yes, feel free to choose. Don't worry about the wrong size of the goods, they have stores nearby, and they guarantee that they can deliver to your door within 10 minutes. Brandon replied, "Due to the inconvenience of storing goods for out-of-office services, they only brought the new high-end products of the season, and they needed to look at the album more comprehensively." ”

Charlotte stopped talking, she didn't mean that.

"I'm sorry, if there's no other problem, I'll have to report to work." Brandon said politely.

Charlotte recalled the posture she had learned in the etiquette class, sat down on the couch in her posture standard, and bowed slightly: "Well, let them start." ”

"Okay." Brandon gestured to the staff and turned to leave.

"Hello Miss Charlotte, I'm Jason, Marketing Director of Chanel London, and first of all, allow me to show you this year's Fall/Winter ready-to-wear collection."

A middle-aged man with a big back combed said as several models lined up in catwalks, walking around the living room to display their goods in all directions......

In the study, Hall selected a copy from a pile of bodyguard candidate materials and threw it to Brandon: "For the time being, let's just ask him to interview next weekend." ”

"Okay." Bran opened his briefcase and took out a few bills, "This is the bill for yesterday's cocktail party." ”

"Is the handover of a private lawyer and a private finance?" Hall asked casually as he signed the check.

Previously, his personal finances were taken care of by the family's personal lawyer Benjamin and private finance Jared, but now that Brandon has taken over Caroline's work, the related affairs naturally have to be handed over.

Although in fact the services are still provided by Benjamin Law Firm and Jared Firm, the legal relationship and contract terms must be clarified. His personal belonging to the individual, and the Hall family's to the Hall family, can be regarded as a way to divide the risk.

Brandon replied, "Yes, wait until Monday to hand over the contract you signed yesterday, and the handover will be complete." ”

"These things are done as soon as possible, and we have to go on a business trip to New York for Christmas and New Year's holidays." Hall signed another £200,000 deal.

Now that the time has come to the end of November of 87, the U.S. stock market will pass the sluggish period and enter a rebound trend in January next year.

However, his own situation is a little embarrassing, the time is cut into two parts by going to school and studying, and it is too inefficient to deal with work affairs only on weekends, and it has not been done for three weeks just to hire bodyguards.

This will continue until he graduates next year, and he will have to find a way to adjust.

Brandon took the check and asked suspiciously, "What is this money?" ”

“…… What do you think about the erosion of the private life of the aristocracy? Hall was silent for a moment and asked rhetorically.

Brandon looked at the little boss as if he was studying some academic topic: "Well, I don't have the right to judge other people's lifestyles with my own moral concepts, I don't agree, but I can understand." ”

"Very good, give me a bank account and transfer it back in every month...... £25,000. Hall instructed with a moment of thought.

"Special prostitution?" A word sounded in Brandon's head, this prostitution is a bit expensive, and it will almost catch up with his basic annual salary in a month, and then count the string of luxury brands in the living room next door...... The little boss is atmospheric!

Hall didn't feel much about this, to put it shamelessly, the ancient Qinglou Oiran still had to be auctioned.

Charlotte, a girl who took out a loan to study in an aristocratic private school, was trained completely according to the template of a noble wife, and was no worse than Isabella in all aspects except for the family, rolled the sheets with him the second time they met, for what?

Either be a girlfriend who doesn't want money, or be a lover who spends a lot of money.

Hall has a crush on Charlotte and is willing to treat her as much as possible after sleeping, being romantic and affectionate...... But it's far from liking, last night it was just because Isabella's little M aroused desire.

He doesn't want to paint a pie with an empty title, it's a deal, at least for now.

“…… Also, I'm going to buy a football club, you can collect the relevant information. Hall said.

Brandon confirmed: "Do you mean buying a stake or a wholly owned acquisition?" What are the specific requirements. ”

"Only the club that is fully owned and can hold the actual control is considered, with a capital budget of 20 million and a fluctuation of 3 million pounds." Hall gives the core bottom line.

As for the other issues, he is not interested in football, and he buys a club mainly to experience the "happiness of the rich", and secondly, by the way, he buys tickets and takes advantage of the upcoming Champions League to lay out the big commercial sector of "sports entertainment".