Chapter 381

"Yes, old John, this may conflict with traditional British etiquette, but we are in America. There are no nobles here, only upstarts."

Old John's eyes naturally couldn't escape Zheng Jianguo's eyes. In addition, when the housekeeper looked at it earlier, it was almost the same as the eyes of the fashion designer when he saw the roadside stall. He knew that the time had finally come: "this dress is still custom-made."

"Well, I can see that there are more than 100 pieces of Duomei cashmere, wickner and Kashmir blended fabric suits. If this suit is a two-piece suit and a bow tie is OK, sir, you should match one."

Old John nodded slightly and still kept his previous look and tone. Zheng Jianguo didn't continue to stick to his ideas: "OK, I'll do what you say."

"Sir, what do you think nobility is?"

After old John blinked, he still asked without any change. Zheng Jianguo didn't think about it and said, "title? The Republic also had titles in ancient times. With titles, there were money and privileges -- "

"No, the nobility is actually a kind of recognition. The person recognized by the people with power and ability is the nobility. In Britain is a title and castle, in America is money and ability.

The word "nouveau riche" fully exposes people's recognition of the ability of new aristocrats, and the people who make this evaluation can only be those who have no quality and ability but are extremely jealous.

With your knowledge, you should not take this kind of thing to heart. What you need to pay attention to is the people around you and those with more titles. They are the people you need to devote energy and attention to. "

Old John showed a faint smile on his unchanged face. The reason why he ran over after receiving a call from Big John was because he recognized Zheng Jianguo's "aristocratic" identity, young (19 years old), multi gold (hundreds of millions of wealth), identity (Doctor) and status (academic achievements).

He also plans to settle down in the United States, which is much more noble than the nobles he served before: "there is a saying in Chinese idioms that is very good. I feel I can give it to Mr. Zhu. He who is close to Zhu is red and he who is close to ink is black."

"Hehe, old John, I didn't expect you were still learning Chinese."

Zheng Jianguo was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he just said a famous comment on the gratitude and resentment of rich families. Old John saw that there was an upstart inferiority complex in his heart. Just when these comforting words came into his ears, this embarrassment was thrown out of his mind: "thank you, old John."

"Sir, why don't I order some clothes for you and put them here so that you can change them directly when necessary."

Old John accepted Zheng Jianguo's thanks without politeness. The latter nodded and said, "of course, look back - Oh, you brought a ruler?"

Before Zheng Jianguo agreed, old John had found a soft ruler from his pocket, so after measuring the size of his feet, Zheng Jianguo got on Andy's car and drove on Fifth Avenue while old John was watching.

Only the car turned onto Fifth Avenue and didn't go far. The car that ran was blocked and stopped walking. It didn't drive to east 12th Street in the lower east side of Manhattan until half an hour later. Before dinner, it hurried to Camille's home: "sorry, the traffic jam is really exaggerated."

"It won't be better until 7 o'clock, but there should be more people on the street at that time. Give me your suit."

Standing at the door, he poked out his little hand at Zheng Jianguo. Camille said with a pair of eyes blinking and blinking. Of course, Rao is Zheng Jianguo. She knows that her action is an expression of intimacy, and there are Yang Na and Zheng Donghua in the hall. She still gave her the suit she had taken off and said, "I can come by myself. Are you taking me as a guest?"

"It's your first time, so of course it's a guest. We'll wait for you. It seems that we need to make a quick decision."

Hang Zheng Jianguo's suit on the clothes rack next to him. Camille said it without stopping. He turned and smiled at him and said, "my mother is still busy in the kitchen. She learned some Chinese food from others. Come on, I'll show you -"

"Hehe, Ms. Taylor is so out of touch."

He looked at Yang Na and Zheng Donghua. Zheng Jianguo followed Camille into the nearby kitchen. He didn't expect Camille's family to have such a large independent kitchen. Just when he entered the door, he saw Taylor wearing an apron and a middle-aged woman with blond hair and blue eyes. He heard Camille say, "this is my godmother, MS Naomi. "

"Hi, Hello, Ms. Naomi. Nice to meet you."

Remembering Camille's family situation, Zheng Jianguo subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw Tara look at her wet hands. Zheng Jianguo smiled apologetically: "sorry, I haven't noticed yet."

"Zheng, you go to the living room and sit down. We'll be busy right away."

Taylor, who was also busy with both hands, answered. Naomi followed her and said, "yes, Christa, take Zheng out for a meeting. We'll have dinner soon."

"OK, mom."

With Camille's brilliant opening, Zheng Jianguo showed rare shyness and followed her out of the kitchen. Camille looked at him and whispered, "your girlfriend and sister are so formal?"

"My sister is very formal. Her adaptive learning of English is not over yet. If you speak fast, she may not understand."

Thinking of Yang Na's eyes, Zheng Jianguo didn't dare to guess her thoughts, but said nonsense: "maybe I feel that so many people come to trouble you, in order to reduce some trouble?"

"I'm in a hurry. I haven't entertained so many people. Let's listen to the song and go shopping at 9 pm? I just need to be back by 10 p.m. "

Camille said excitedly on his exquisite cheek, but Zheng Jianguo smiled and said, "how about next time? I have to see someone later. It ends at 9 o'clock. It takes more than ten minutes on the way back. It won't take long to go shopping. Let's go together next time when I come over."

"That's a deal. Next time you come to New York, how about going to the opera? Since you told your mother that you suggested me to learn acting, now I'm learning some acting courses by myself."

Camille still kept his previous excitement, nodded, and Zheng Jianguo laughed: "I see you have a lot more advertisements recently, and I thought you didn't start learning."

"My mother is very strict. It won't take long to take photos. It's over when I make up and change clothes. Let me read in the space between photos."

Camille's face collapsed in an instant. Many whispered complaints. Zheng Jianguo was amused by her small appearance. Fortunately, he knew that there were Yang Na and Zheng Donghua outside. He raised his feet and walked to the living room and said, "this is your beautiful appearance. You can take photos at any station. You can put them on the cover. You should ask the photographer for money and how much film they saved --"

"Ha ha, Zheng, you are still so humorous."

With a laugh, Camille went to the living room with Zheng Jianguo. Just when he saw him sitting next to Yang Na, his smile became a little stiff. Zheng Jianguo said, "Christa, have you seen Romeo and Juliet?"

"Romeo and Juliet? Is that a tragicomedy? "

Just because Zheng Jianguo was a little depressed sitting next to Yang Na, Camille was distracted by his words. Several scenes of pictures he had seen flashed in his mind. His small face was much ugly: "I don't think it's a comedy for them to call back the reconciliation of the two families with death."

"That's called tragicomedy."

He quickly opened his mouth and corrected Camille's statement. When Zheng Jianguo found that she looked at her, he thought she would continue to defend. He didn't want Camille to throw away the topic: "what have you asked me to do with this?"

"Shakespeare's Juliet is 13 years old, which is about your age. I want you to write down the changes in Romeo's mind from the perspective of you substituting Juliet, that is, condense the whole script into a song, and then find someone to compose it into a song for singing."

Zheng Jianguo tried to keep his look and said nothing strange. When Camille continued to be stunned, Taylor's voice came from a distance: "Camille, you can promise. Don't you like singing?"

"Oh, OK, no problem. I can see it."

Camille blinked his big eyes and nodded. Zheng Jianguo laughed: "Ms. Taylor, I want to talk to you about this matter after Camille agrees -"

"It's all right. I know you're really kind to her. I'm sorry to have kept everyone waiting so long. Now we can have dinner. Let's go to the table and talk while eating."

Taylor said with both hands and made an invitation gesture. She had already prepared for two days to meet these people. But when they came, they didn't expect to toss around to this time: "you have to go out. It's bad to be late."

"Thank you, Ms. Taylor."

Zheng Donghua stood up first and said that Kou Yang, Kou bin, Li tieroland and others also thanked one after another. Fortunately, after this period of intensive learning, simple dialogue can still be understood by Taylor.

However, when Zheng Jianguo, accompanied by Yang Na, and Camille followed him down to the bathroom to wait for washing hands, the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Camille looked at him and immediately ran to pick it up. After a Hello, her voice suddenly rose a few decibels: "why did you call?"

"Christa, why are you so impolite?"

Naomi's figure appeared with the voice. Camille quickly said, "godmother, it's Frank's phone. He's looking for Ms. Taylor."

"Frank?"

Naomi's cheeks with a few freckles changed slightly. She turned her head and looked at Zheng Jianguo. She turned to Camille and said, "Christa, call me. You can entertain your friends."

"OK, godmother."

Camille gave Naomi the phone and walked a few steps in front of Zheng Jianguo. He looked at him silently and said in a stuffy voice, "my father."

"Adults, you should let your mother deal with it. You are not an adult."

Silently looked at the baby of the single parent family. After Zheng Jianguo said two words, he changed the topic: "you should keep Romeo in mind and take it out as soon as possible. There is still a video to shoot behind."

"The video is going to be made? Is it a movie to make a video? "

Camille's attention was diverted again. Zheng Donghua, who had washed his hands in front, went out of the bathroom. Zheng Jianguo took Yang Na inside, rubbed the hand sanitizer back and forth and rushed down. Camille also squeezed into the bathroom, picked up his towel and leaned over: "this is mine, you can use it."

"The towel is not clean for a long time. In addition, I think the ventilation here is not good. It's best to replace it with a towel or hand dryer."

After looking back and forth in the bathroom, Zheng Jianguo took the towel in Camille's hand and wiped it. Finally, she handed it to Yang Na, who had just washed it. Yang Na took it and wiped it. Seeing Camille wash his hand, she only heard her say, "it's no problem. Next time let the godmother buy it, Zheng, are you going to make a video tape movie?"

"Today's music is a song and there is no pure sound of the picture. On this basis, I intend to add the picture corresponding to the lyrics. For example, the description of meeting Romeo appears in the lyrics you extracted, and you and Romeo in full dress will appear on the picture --"

Zheng Jianguo stopped and wanted to take Yang Na to the restaurant. He explained his desired effect to Camille in advance. At present, there is not no music tape. On the contrary, most of the famous singers are out. However, the content has nothing to do with the lyrics, either holding a speaker or singing to the camera with musical instruments. The description of the picture and lyrics is separated, Lack of story.

Zheng Jianguo can sing a lot of songs, but they mainly focus on Chinese songs. Just in his current name, he will cross the border to lead the trend in the music industry, not to mention that he will abandon the old profession of medicine, which is waiting for harvest. I'm afraid Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei will have a mixed doubles for him when they know it.

Since he can't use it, Zheng Jianguo doesn't want to give it away for nothing. He also wants to mix his son's and daughter's useless in the entertainment industry and take it out again. These are all things that can't be beaten.

Until he thought of rubbing Camille's popularity to improve his popularity, Zheng Jianguo began to think of songs for this sister like girl. It's just pity that the 26 letters in his last life were only exposed in the 21st century, and there are only a few English songs, but the Japanese songs are one order of magnitude more than English songs.

Fortunately, after many years of recollection, although Zheng Jianguo only remembered two or three English songs, the love story his son liked to listen to every day in his previous life was prepared to give to Camille. Of course, it also increased the exposure of MTV TV station: "it's like a movie for a few minutes. After shooting, I'll take it to increase the exposure of the TV station, Then don't forget to let Ms. Taylor remember to pay the tax. Oh, you don't have to pay it if you go abroad. "