The Bentley dropped off Huang Yaming at the intersection into the city, and then drove away.
Xu Tingsheng was a little surprised, so he parked the car on the side of the road and waited. Huang Yaming came over to try it out, but found that the car door was locked, so he had to knock on the window: "Open, I'll get in the car."
Xu Tingsheng and Tan Yao turned their heads together, showing "looking up" eyes, and said, "What's the matter? Mr. Huang. How come a big man like you in Vanity Fair rides in a broken car like ours? Where's your Bentley?"
"That car... I borrowed it from someone to show off, and to stimulate you by the way. Now I am in a hurry to use it, so I leave first. If you want to laugh, just laugh and open the door first."
After getting into the car, Huang Yaming began to instigate Xu Tingsheng to buy a good car. In fact, no matter from the economical or practical point of view, Xu Tingsheng has indeed reached the time when he should buy a car.
The problem was that Xu Tingsheng really didn't want to buy it, especially not a good car. He still thinks about it all the time, revisiting the simple and ordinary college life, being an ordinary college student. A luxury car would make him a minority among college students of this era, although in fact, he is already the smallest minority among them.
However, at least subjectively, Xu Tingsheng was still unwilling to accept this state.
He is still looking forward to, when Hucheng is on track, and when Dad Xu takes the lead in career development in other directions, he can make a clearer distinction between career and life, and return to college life more thoroughly.
For example, the reason for skipping class is better to play games all night or oversleep, or just because the teacher of this class doesn't like roll call, so you can skip class, not because of work or business trip;
For example, it is better to go to the playground, enter the library, drill into the small bushes in the student square, and squeeze into the night market stalls instead of driving and eating Western food when you are in love;
Xu Tingsheng explained his reasons to Huang Yaming.
Huang Yaming said directly: "It's so easy to handle. You bought it, and I usually drive it. I'm different from you. I just hope to get rid of the things you want as soon as possible, and then live all the lives you fear."
"How can I be a brother to you?!" Xu Tingsheng sighed, this is indeed Huang Yaming, who has too many conflicts of ideas with him, but he is the best brother.
Xu Tingsheng said, "Then I'll think about it later."
Huang Yaming said: "Okay, I remember, if you don't buy it, you will be bored to death. Turn left... then turn left again. Then go two intersections, turn right, go straight for 500 meters and stop."
Xu Tingsheng followed the instructions and made two turns, parked at the downstairs of a western-style building, looked up and said, "This... where? It's not a hotel or Tianyi."
Huang Yaming explained proudly: "Upstairs there is a shop opened by an old Italian tailor, which is purely handmade and high-end customized. The old man only comes here for three months every year, and not many people know about it. I came here with a vice president of Tianyi a few days ago I just found out."
Xu Tingsheng nodded, "Excellent, but what does that concern me?"
Huang Yaming yelled: "Get a set, you get a set for yourself, and get a set for the two of us. You don't plan on the three of us just going to the reception in casual outfits, do you?"
"Is it expensive?" Xu Tingsheng asked after thinking about it.
"Don't worry, let's choose the cheap one." Huang Yaming said.
"It's only 20,000 to 30,000 sets." Huang Yaming said again.
Xu Tingsheng started the car and stepped on the gas pedal.
Huang Yaming leaned on the back of the chair and begged: "Brother, please. I have been in Shenghai for the past two months, and I have been stopped by people too many times wearing a torn T-shirt and a bad shirt. Generally, in high-end occasions, I can't even step forward." Those who dare not leave Tianyi, I have been used as a parking officer, as a garbage collector... "
he finished. Xu Tingsheng braked and turned around.
Tianyi was Xu Tingsheng who asked Huang Yaming to come, but he didn't think about it for him, and asked him to talk to Tianyi's people, he would definitely not do it, for fear of embarrassing Xu Tingsheng.
So it is conceivable that he may have suffered a lot of cold looks and ridicule, but he never mentioned it to Xu Tingsheng, but he still followed Xu Tingsheng's instructions, looking for every opportunity to participate in and get in touch with these circles and those people.
"Let's go expensive today." Xu Tingsheng said to Huang Yaming when he went up the stairs.
"In fact, it doesn't need to be too expensive, and there are not many opportunities to wear it in the future." Huang Yaming said.
"You will have more chances to wear it." Xu Tingsheng said.
"It's still cheaper."
"With my guest..."
"Seventy to eighty thousand is fine."
"..."
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The old Italian tailor Huang Yaming was talking about was an old man with short silver hair and round antique glasses. He looked about to be seventy years old, and he had a calm demeanor in his gestures and gestures.
This kind of demeanor may not come from wealth, but from professional self-confidence and professional focus, without distractions.
The three of them stood for a while, the old man was concentrating on sewing a button, but there was no trace of enthusiasm for the guests.
In addition to the old man, there were three middle-aged Italian men who were equally focused, and a compatriot beauty around 30 years old. She was the only one who nodded and smiled at Xu Tingsheng and the three of them.
Just at this moment, Huang Yaming and Tan Yao secretly gave Xu Tingsheng an elbow respectively.
This is a very beautiful mature woman.
Not long ago, Xu Tingsheng met a mature beauty, Yu Xinlan from Dexin Education and Training School. She was a "crime-provoking" woman, a woman who could easily make men lose their minds, leaving only animal nature. He is also very good at using his own capital, and he is very willing.
This one is different.
With the same hot figure, she is much prettier than Yu Xinlan, with better and more delicate skin, and more leaf-like eyebrows and eyes.
Of course, these are secondary. The most charming thing is her temperament, which is based on the feeling of women in the Republic of China, adding an elegant and leisurely temperament.
Yu Xinlan makes people want to commit a crime, but the woman in front of her makes people want to slap herself when she thinks about committing a crime, thinking it is a kind of blasphemy, and then...continues to want to commit a crime.
Finally, the old man looked up after sewing the buttons, looked at the three young men in front of him, and then babbled a lot of Italian.
Xu Tingsheng, Huang Yaming, Tan Yao, you look at me, I look at you, dumbfounded.
"There is someone who can speak English when I came back last time," Huang Yaming explained.
"Sorry, Mr. Angelo asked for absolute silence when cutting or sewing. Just now, Mr. Angelo said, it's a pleasure to meet you, young man."
The woman came over to help with the translation. The accent and voice of the words made Huang Yaming and Tan Yao sit down in a daze as soon as they opened their mouths.
Thirty-one uncle could barely bear it.
"He babbled for so long, is that all he said?" Xu Tingsheng asked.
"En." The woman nodded and smiled slightly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth.
The old man named Angelo continued to babble. Even though he couldn't understand a word, Xu Tingsheng still listened intently, looked at the other person, and waited for him to finish his gurgling before turning his gaze to the woman.
The woman gently opened her lips: "Mr. Angelo said that in his hometown, the transformation from a boy to a man started with his first handmade custom suit. A man knows how to be delicate to himself, which is the greatest gift for a gentleman to a lady." Respect. So, he's happy to see you, three young men."
The old man kept grunting, Xu Tingsheng turned his head, and turned back again.
The woman has adapted to the rhythm of the translation and said: "The feeling is that when you become famous one day, your first handmade suit is still carefully collected, and you can still wear it. Mr. Angelo means that he does not like Guys who let their bodies go out of shape."
Xu Tingsheng nodded to express his understanding.
"Then, you put it on again, and there is a beautiful lady beside you. She fastens your tie, buttons your shirt, and kisses you on the cheek skillfully and naturally. This is the feeling and success."
Xu Tingsheng greeted with a smile: "Thank you, thank you for your translation, and please tell Mr. Angelo for me, this is the best definition of success I have ever heard."