Macedonia grinned and touched his chubby belly, and smiled: "Ron, don't you think, although the Constantine family is a bit decayed, there are still a lot of good wines."
"This... This is the wine I plan to keep in the next few years when I'm dying," the old man Ron said in weeping.
Sauron answered stiffly: "If you want to die, don't waste the wine."
"One-eyed red bird! This is not your wine, you and this fat man will have to lose money!" Ron yelled without a gentleman.
But these two guys wouldn't pay back the money, one looked into the distance, and the other simply scratched his ears as if he didn't hear it.
Yang Chen looked at the old man a little pitifully, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Forget it, these two bottles are for everyone to drink together today. I remember that I have a few 1811 Egan Chateau white wines. You are helping me. Those who are in charge of the logistics must know where to put it. Go and drink it yourself."
Ron said with a grateful expression: "It's still Hades, but... the wine doesn't suit my taste. Can I exchange for the other two Medusas from the Chateau Conti in Rome?"
"Old fox! Do it on purpose! One Medusa is worthy of these two black pearls!" Macedon yelled.
Yang Chen was also quite helpless, these guys were really able to produce moths like before.
But he didn't have a preference for fine wine, so he generously promised to give it to Ron.
Immediately afterwards, as everyone took their seats, Isabella, the fat cook, brought out all the rich Mediterranean seafood he cooked, and Brewster, who was a helper, was very obedient to the people.
During the meal, a few people chatted with Yang Chen about old times, and they spoke mostly English, so as not to leave Lin Ruoxi and others in the cold.
It's just that I always hear some words like fighter jet models, nuclear warheads, and nuclear submarines, and I always feel a bit creepy.
Halfway through the meal, Isabella patted the table and said: "You old guys, what are you doing talking to Miss Lin and Madam about these wars? Tomorrow is the wedding of Lord Pluto, so you can't say anything interesting. NS?"
For her father and grandfather in-laws, this fat girl didn't mean to be polite at all.
Brewster hurriedly clapped his hands on the side, "I agree with what my dear said."
Macedonia hated it and cursed his grandson "a follower", but murmured and dared not refute Isabella. Obviously, these people were eaten to death by the fat girl.
Sauron grinned rarely, "Dear Bella, don't you think that talking about war will make you especially appetite?"
"That's you, old man," Isabella rolled her eyes.
With that said, the fat girl picked up a plate of yellow and white dishes from in front of her and sent it to Guo Xuehua and Wang Ma.
"Two ladies, you can try this. This is called bacalhauabraz. It is a Portuguese food. The main ingredient is cod and fried with eggs and vegetables. It should be in line with the tastes of the East." Isabella smiled road.
Guo Xuehua and Wang Ma glanced at each other. They did feel that the food here was a bit off their appetite. Although the ingredients were all excellent seafood, they couldn't stand up to pure and big mouthfuls of seafood.
After accepting it with a smile, they all said simple thanks to Isabella, after all, they don't speak English either.
Isabella got energized, and began to explain the names of the dishes and ingredients to Lin Ruoxi again, but she directly pushed aside the men on the table.
In this way, a meal is really lively.
After waiting, Ron made a please gesture to Lin Ruoxi and went to a studio he set up next door.
Yang Chen was originally curious and wanted to follow, but Guo Xuehua stopped him.
"Stupid boy, it doesn't work to see the wedding dress now. When the wedding is tomorrow, you will see it again. That makes sense," Guo Xuehua taught.
Yang Chen felt that it was the same, adding a little more mystery, the effect might be better, so he endured the itch, sat at Ron's house, drank black tea and watched TV.
At the invitation of Isabella, Guo Xuehua and Wang Ma brought a young man on the island who could translate Chinese to visit the surrounding environment.
For them, since this is Yang Chen's, it is their own, of course, they have to understand it well.
When the room calmed down, only Yang Chen, Macedonia, and Sauron remained.
Drinking the royal black tea, Yang Chen suddenly remembered something and asked: "Right, Edward and the others."
Sauron said, "Edward has gone to pick up Catherine and Jane. He should be there at night."
"The London Olympics are still at a critical juncture these days. Catherine needs to attend many occasions, so she is busy and can only come later. After attending the wedding, she has to rush back to attend the closing ceremony of the Olympics," Macedonia explained.
Yang Chen just remembered that he didn't even pay attention to what was going on in the Olympics.
"Your Excellency Pluto, don't you plan to... go and see her" Sauron hesitated and said, "After all, you are getting married, tomorrow."
Yang Chen's hand trembled slightly, and a complex thought flashed in his eyes, his complexion a bit deep.
"I'm going there," Yang Chen nodded.
"Hey, Red Eagle, what are you doing to mention that thing, you were happily," Macedonian said displeased.
"I just reminded me kindly, I think Lord Pluto would think about going too," Sauron glanced at him disdainfully.
Yang Chen told the two to stop booing, and laughed: "This is indeed what it should be. After I left here more than two years ago, I never came back to see her again. She may be in another world and hates me... I am here now. Marriage, if I don't tell her, I will feel uneasy.
Or, let me bury the past today and officially welcome the new life. "
When the three men were talking about a rather sad topic, in a red room next door, it was another scene.
This is Ron's work room on weekdays, and the role is naturally to design and display all his works.
Around the entire workshop, a dazzling array of luxurious bohemian women's skirts, rich and luxurious, rushed to the face.
Ron was standing outside the fitting room at the moment, a little nervous, looking expectantly at the dark brown curtain.
And his two female assistants helped Lin Ruoxi put on the designed wedding dresses inside.
After ten minutes, the two assistants finally walked out, and then slowly opened the curtain...
"Hiss..."
When Ron saw the woman coming out of the fitting room, he couldn't help but sucked.
Immediately after swallowing his throat, the old man drew a cross in front of him, as if he was grateful for God's favor.
Ron, who couldn't move his gaze, said in admiration, "Miss Lin, you will be the most beautiful bride I have ever seen in most of my life... Haha, of course, I also have credit for the wedding dress I designed."
Lin Ruoxi took a picture of herself in the mirror, her little hand clutching the skirt of her skirt, also a little unbelievable.
It seems that wearing this wedding dress will make my whole temperament and manners sublimate from beginning to end.
"Thank you, Mr. Ron", Lin Ruoxi asked with a smile, "Does this wedding dress have its name?"
"Well, good question," Ron smiled: "This wedding dress, I'll name it demeter, Demeter."
Lin Ruoxi wondered: "Some familiar, is this a person's name?"
"No, no, this is your'mother'" Ron smiled kindly: "Master Persephone, the mother in mythology, is Demeter, the goddess of fertility.
I named the wedding dress by Demeter's name, which means that this wedding dress will take care of you like a mother and go to the palace of marriage. "
Lin Ruoxi was stunned. After reciting silently several times, she also accepted it happily.
At this time, Ron circled the woman two more times, and exclaimed: "It looks like this, especially in terms of temperament, after putting on the wedding dress, it looks exactly the same."
Although Ron talked softly, Lin Ruoxi could still hear it, and the happy woman couldn't help asking, "What's the same?"
Ron froze for a moment, and said in embarrassment, "Miss Lin, as you know, the only woman the Lord Pluto has been with in the past was Miss Seventeen.
Sauron, Jane, and Catherine said before that you and Miss Seventeen are often very similar in temperament and demeanor. Now it seems that I have to agree with them. "
Hearing this, Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but smiled unnaturally, "Really... It's a pity that I haven't seen her."