Negative Electrode Material Chapter 1

The empress has arrived

Chapter 1 The Queen Arrives

In November, a certain boutique hotel in Chelsea, London, became very famous when it opened, but closed three months later.Nowadays, there are often several blond girls in gorgeous clothes and heavy makeup walking around in the lobby. They are engaged in the oldest profession, but they are like props that will never grow old.

Gao Huan moved here after graduating from college and became almost an invisible tenant after more than two years.New concierges would occasionally come forward to say hello, but old employees would just nod lightly.

The person who communicates the most is the veteran driver of the hotel.Three times a week, the driver would wait in the car for him to practice fencing on time. The conversation in the car would always be about the weather: “Today’s highest temperature is 30 degrees,” “This damn weather makes me lose my temper,” and “I hope it won’t rain again tomorrow.”In this way, the days flow quietly like a long shot without sound.After graduating from the Department of Economics, he did not go to work and only did fencing and volunteering in museums. Although Gao Huan was slightly uneasy in the repetition almost day after day, he did not hate this floating feeling.

Whenever the “empress” comes, this long shot will be cut into several montages.Empress, is what Gao Huan calls Wang Yuan when they are alone.Wang Yuan is 46 years old and is the special assistant of his father Gao Xuefeng.

Assistant Wang is less than 1.8 meters tall, has a thin build, and always wears meticulous dark suits.He has a long and narrow face, a high forehead, inner eyes, thick and raised eyebrows, and he always looks at people with a certain edge of scrutiny.

Gao Huan had noticed since he was a child that the way Brother Yuan looked at Gao Xuefeng was not as simple as a subordinate looking at his boss.She also cares about his and his sister’s affairs, taking every detail into consideration without overstepping the rules.When he reached adolescence, he suddenly realized.

Wang Yuan had worked in the group for twenty years and had been with Gao Xuefeng for thirteen years. Gao Huan couldn’t figure out why he wanted to cling to a relationship that had no trace of it, but that seemed to be a fact that Wang Yuan wanted to forget.Gao Huan didn’t dare to ask.

Women around his father came and went, and even Gao Huan’s mother was just a passerby. Only this special assistant Wang was untouchable.

At first, Wang Yuan was shocked when Gao Huan jokingly called her “Empress”, but later he saw that the child was from the same family as him, so he acquiesced.The title stayed and became a secret between the two, with a touch of teasing intimacy.

“Hey, your hair… what are you wearing? Why don’t you look good as a young man?” When Wang Yuan opened his mouth, he was interrogated and concerned at the same time.Gao Huan lowered his head and glanced at his T-shirt that read “London xx Fencing Club” and a pair of fluorescent yellow sports shorts. Then he subconsciously touched his unkempt hair that almost reached his shoulders and said with a smile: “The Queen has traveled thousands of miles to patrol her territory. It’s a blessing.”

“Don’t be poor. Don’t be so obedient as to call me out in front of others. I won’t take issue with you.” Wang Yuan pretended and put his briefcase on the table. “Your father is really discerning in buying these British schools. At first, I doubted whether he bought them specifically for you – so that you would not be bullied in school. But over the past few years, it seems that the British are serious about making money through education.”

Before Gao Huan went to the UK to attend middle school, Gao Xuefeng’s Haoyue Group acquired a private school group with more than a dozen schools: a few were poorly run, but most had good reputations.The British have a complicated attitude towards the involvement of foreign capital in education, and Gao Xuefeng is also aware of this. Therefore, whether at home or abroad, he tries his best to keep a low profile and keep the media and public opinion to a minimum.

After lunch, Wang Yuan took Gao Huan to buy clothes, not the old tailor-made suits that he was familiar with, but a few pieces that the young master might be able to use according to his current living situation.Gao Huan tried on each item good-naturedly, tilting his head and spreading his hands to show Wang Yuan.Standing 1.88 meters tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, he looks good in anything except wearing a skirt.

The empress nodded and Gao Huan swiped his card.

On the way back, Wang Yuan couldn’t help nagging: “Master, don’t you think about going back? Your dad is indeed not old now, but you are not a child anymore. Can we take on some responsibilities? You can stay in Europe if you want, Haoyue Europe. You can’t go to the art museum every day to give directions to tourists. ”

Gao Huan turned his head, staring at Wang Yuan with his almond-shaped eyes, then closed them again, and nodded his head twice: “Your Majesty, I will do it now.”

“You kid, come back and do whatever you want with me. If you don’t do anything to me, I will bring two bodyguards to take you back next time!”

The driver couldn’t understand their conversation, but he smiled when he saw that the usually silent guests were so lively today.

“Your Italian friend Lorenzo, a century-old winery in Tuscany, is a better assistant than you and has a family fortune. If you hang out with him, can you align your family responsibilities?”

The car slowly stopped in front of the hotel. Before the driver could open the door, Gao Huan jumped out of the car, blocked the door and told the driver, ‘This gentleman goes to Rosewood hotel!’, and ran away.

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