Chapter 2085

A slight change can be detected. The low and quiet voice of discussion in the hall on the first floor seems to be recovering quietly. It doesn't disappear completely. It just seems to be absent-minded, as if all attention has gone away; Wine red as the main color of the space unknowingly become cool, the air seems to be so rigid, so that everyone's action can not help slowing down, there is a kind of time stagnation illusion.

Tim Stanley, who led the way for Lanley and Matthew, stood on one side, his muscles slightly stiff.

According to common sense, after the guests meet, Tim's work is over and he can retire; But the situation of the hall family is very special. George and Elizabeth appear on the stage without an invitation. The staff of the first level are extremely flustered, but they have nothing to do. In order to avoid making gossip, under the attention of the reporters, they lead the hall couple into the hall on the first floor, looking forward to solving the problem in the reception room next to the cloakroom.

At this time, Tim is waiting for the opportunity to guide them into the next reception room, but here's the problem:

After the meeting, the two sides froze. No one spoke. No one's talking!

After the four people met, there was no greeting, no greeting, even no verbal confrontation, no sound. The quiet scene was so frightening that Tim didn't know what to do. He couldn't break the deadlock on his own initiative. It was neither leaving nor staying, so his position suddenly became awkward

The etiquette manual does not teach how to deal with such a scene.

George and Elizabeth didn't speak, and Langley didn't intend to speak, and Matthew was even more so. Today, Langley is the one who takes the absolute initiative. When George and Elizabeth don't show up at the Merrick club with an invitation, they let themselves fall into a passive situation. Are they still holding their pride and indifference, Are you looking forward to the success of blue rite? Do they have any misunderstanding about Langley?

Lanli's silence made the scene stiff.

George... Refused to speak. It's a shame to appear here. He refused to make himself more miserable, to expose his vulnerability in front of outsiders, and to show his shyness to lanli. This is absolutely impossible. Even if the sky falls, he will never take the initiative to break the deadlock.

Now is the time to test his endurance. As long as he doesn't speak, and lanli doesn't speak, then the surrounding environment and atmosphere will gradually put pressure on lanli - because lanli is a junior and a master. He needs to take the lead in expressing his position, either to welcome or to expel. He must give an attitude. Then, this will be George's opportunity.

George was so convinced.

Elizabeth could not help but slightly clench her fist. Her long, narrow and sharp fingertips fell deeply into the tender flesh of her palm. Her thoughts were surging in her mind. If she could, she refused to lose her dignity, but she knew she didn't have much choice. The shame made her fingertips tremble

Damn lanli, can't he save some face for them?

Elizabeth is still holding a glimmer of hope. She is waiting for a miracle. For example, someone else shows up unexpectedly, and then somehow breaks the deadlock, so that they can find a step to resolve the situation and finally turn the situation around.

But... Waiting, waiting, still nothing happened. Those accidents may happen on other occasions, but they will never be here.

Elizabeth suddenly complained about the noble's "obedience". She could clearly see the calm in blue Li's eyes. She was not affected at all. The calmness and calmness made her feel flustered and guilty.

Then she knew that she was doomed to be disappointed. George is so, so is Langley. Even Matthew is so. In such an occasion, it's only her who can break the deadlock, isn't she? This is the fate of women, how ridiculous, how sad.

Elizabeth opened her shoulders slightly unseen, straightened her chest, and said gracefully and politely to lenley, "is the weather suitable?"

Even though she broke the deadlock passively, Elizabeth still did not lose her wisdom and grace

As a mother, she shows just the right care, chooses the most daily weather, doesn't flatter or dictate, and has perfect social etiquette. It's the best way to break the deadlock.

Even Langley wanted to give a round of applause to Elizabeth, which reminds him of ALF, who returned to London for the first time in order to shoot "crazy love" and then came to visit him. The images of the two women overlap in this way, but Elizabeth is still a little more sophisticated.

"It's still adjusting." Lanli was not aggressive either. He gave a gentle answer. He could not feel any emotion in his calm words. It was as if he was having an ordinary conversation. There was no intimacy, no hatred, even no emotion fluctuation. He was just a stranger.

Standing beside him, Tim can clearly feel the indifference in his bones. He can't help but close up all the rest of his sight and try his best to eliminate his sense of existence. It's like being at the scene of a whale fight, for fear that if he exposes his existence, he will be swallowed directly.

"Charles?" Tim heard Elizabeth's call, he suddenly raised his head, and then noticed that Elizabeth was smiling at himself, but there was no temperature at all. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with his work, which made him feel excited.

Charles.

This is an unwritten rule from private clubs. Waiters must firmly remember the name and address of every club member. This is their job; But on the contrary, how can those noble lords remember the names of every waiter? Even if the waiters don't put on their nameplates now, they still need to consider a variety of situations. Some people may be too lazy to observe, some may be too short-sighted to see, some may be too late to read in confusion, and some may be too far away to recognize... All these mean that the names of waiters are a puzzle.

So, what should we do at this time?

In order to avoid club members or VIPs calling wrong names and causing unnecessary shame, the names of all the waiters in private clubs are unified as "Charles" -- note that all clubs, no private club has its own privilege to name waiters by different names. There is no such thing. They all serve for club members, Therefore, all names are unified to avoid the possibility that some aristocrats may be members of different private clubs and need to remember different names to cause potential oolong. All the members of the club are treated as the highest.

Of course, Tim's chest also don't have a plaque, if a guest is willing to call his name, that's no problem, it's an extra respect.

Now, Elizabeth's call to "Charles" is actually signaling that Tim should step in now.

Tim responded immediately and asked politely, "do you need some private space? There is a waiting room next to it. " Next, he just needs to lead the way to the waiting room, his work can be finished, and then he can leave here.

"There is not much time left for the auction. We are here today, obviously not for greeting." Langley politely refused.

Tim was just in the same place. He had an impulse to cry.

Lenley seemed to be able to read Tim's mood and cast his eyes with a smile. "Thank you for your help. I think you should have other work to do."

The subtext is: you can leave.

Tim blinked his eyes. He couldn't turn his mind around, but he was a little stunned. He still took two steps back, nodded his head, and then turned to leave. He walked faster and faster. He had only one thought in his head: How did he get away? Did he really get away?

Tim's departure didn't cause much disturbance, and then Langley turned his head and looked at George and Elizabeth again with a smile on his face.

No words.

Elizabeth knows that Langley has once again thrown out the initiative - obviously, this is not because he respects his elders, but because Langley sits firmly in Diaoyutai, forcing them to take a low attitude to break the deadlock. Langley wants to see their embarrassment and embarrassment, and Langley wants to enjoy the pleasure of the winner.

Elizabeth wanted to be rude.

But this time George took the initiative to break the deadlock - because there were no outsiders at this time, and George didn't want to continue to stand in public and show his shame. Since he was blocking the way and refused to go to the waiting room, they had to make a quick decision here, so he finally spoke.

"We came here specially to attend the charity auction. Let's go in together." George gave orders perfunctorily and rudely, and the real point was so vague - they didn't have an invitation, they just asked Langley to take them to the auction.

The corner of lanli's mouth rose slightly, and his voice was calm and soft. "Sorry, you have found the wrong person. The organizer of this auction is Alexander. Do you want me to call Alexander for you?"

That pair of bright eyes so calm and firm to meet George and Elizabeth's line of sight, ruthlessly in the hall couple's chest to give a heavy hammer, that kind of dull tearing feeling let two people are a little embarrassed, almost to lose their manners, the taste of only their own understanding.

George didn't hold back after all. "You know what I mean, I'll tell you for the last time: we're here for the charity auction. Don't challenge my bottom line."