Zhao Fanghua was stunned, then shook her head, "How is it possible? I wasn't as good-looking as she was when I was young."
"Really, if you don't believe me, ask Mr. Hans!"
"It does look very similar. For a moment, I thought it was you when you were young, but after taking a closer look, it doesn't really look like you. Fanghua, you loved to laugh when you were young, but this girl doesn't like to smile and has a bit of a cold temper."
Hans observed carefully and saw that Tang Niannian had a cold temperament, which was very different from the charming Zhao Fanghua.
"There are a lot of people who look alike, so it's not surprising."
Zhao Fanghua didn't take it to heart. There were too many similar people in the world, so it wasn't surprising. She just wanted to find her son quickly.
The elevator came, and the three of them walked in. Just as they were about to close the door, a cheerful voice sounded: "Wait a minute!"
Tang Changfeng ran over, and he was the only one.
He got into the elevator, smiled heartily at the three of them and said, "Thank you!"
Zhao Fanghua also smiled. This boy also gave her a warm feeling, and she suddenly felt good about him. She didn't know why, but during this trip to the inland, her heart seemed to have softened, and she felt warm when she saw a good-looking young man. , She didn't have such a compassionate heart before.
"Ding"
When the elevator reached the first floor, the door opened. Sister Cui helped Zhao Fanghua out, but a man rushed in and was about to hit Zhao Fanghua. Tang Changfeng stepped forward and blocked the collision.
Sister Cui said angrily: "Why are you so careless? The people inside haven't come out yet. Why are you in such a hurry? Can you afford to pay for bumping into my young lady?"
"Sorry, I didn't see it."
The other person was a foreign man with a garlic nose, about forty years old, very tall, and looked very arrogant. However, after seeing Hans, he calmed down a little and smiled.
Although this man apologized, he didn't mean it sincerely. His eyes and expression were clearly disdainful, but he was only targeting Chinese people.
"Are you blind? With such big eyes, all you can do is look at the sky? My lady is the Marquis of Cumberland, what are you pulling on!"
Sister Cui usually looks dull, but now she is full of energy. She is not weak at all when facing a foreign man who is a head taller than her.
Zhao Fanghua had a calm expression and said in fluent English: "Sir, this is the land of China. Your actions represent your country. Don't embarrass your country!"
"Are you the Marchioness of Cumberland?"
The man looked dubious. The Marquis of Cumberland was very famous in the aristocratic circles of Europe and the United States, because the Marquis of Cumberland was an oriental woman and a second-married woman. When the Marquis of Cumberland married this woman, he was opposed by the entire family and the royal family. , but the Marquis would rather give up his family property and title to marry this woman.
Just like Edward VIII, he would rather have beauty than power.
But the Marquess of Cumberland is luckier than Edward VIII. The other heirs of the Cumberland family are all mediocre in ability, and they are all supported by the Marquis. The living expenses of the rest of the family have to be taken from the Marquis. The Marquis is basically the only one in the Cumberland family. The final say.
At that time, the Edward VIII incident was causing quite a stir, and the royal family made a big fool of themselves. If the Marquis was deprived of his title, there would definitely be more trouble. In the end, the royal family recognized this oriental woman.
Of course, the most important reason is that the Marquis of Cumberland’s ex-wife gave birth to three sons and one daughter, so the title will not fall into the hands of the children born to this Oriental woman. Moreover, to everyone’s expectation, after this Oriental woman married, she and the Marquis She was very loving, but had no children until the death of the Marquis a few years ago, and the title was passed to his eldest son.
The new Marquis respects his stepmother very much, and this oriental woman is also very sociable. She often attends parties of the royal family and aristocrats. She is a well-rounded and versatile person. She also founded her own luxury brand and made a lot of money.
Therefore, after the death of the old Marquis, the status of oriental women was not affected, and she still had a relatively high status in the aristocratic circle. However, in the past two years, the old Marquis seemed to have retired and rarely attended social occasions.
There were several people with the foreign men, all looking at Zhao Fanghua curiously. They had all heard the legend of the old Marquise. It was said that she came from the mysterious and distant China. She was a lady, well-educated, and spoke many Chinese languages.
But some people say that the old Marquise was a brothel girl with numerous patrons, and that she met the deceased Marquis in a brothel.
There are various theories, which add a mysterious color to the old Marquise. This lady never came forward to explain, but her luxury brands are selling better and better.
Zhao Fanghua remained calm in the face of these people's probing and appraising gazes. She raised her chin slightly and said with a smile: "Of course, please give way, I want to get out of the elevator."
Several people were suppressed by her momentum and involuntarily got out of the way, watching helplessly as Zhao Fanghua and the others walked out of the elevator.
"She really is the Marchioness of Cumberland, she has such a noble temperament!"
Everyone's contemptuous eyes gradually turned into respect.
Legend has it that the old Marchioness of Cumberland was noble, beautiful, elegant and generous, and would haunt people when they met her. They used to think that this statement was too exaggerated. How could anyone be so beautiful?
Now that they have met in person, they believe it.
There are indeed people who are like those carved by God's own hands. Even though they are old, they still cannot hide their beauty.
"So what about the Marquise? She's just a lowly yellow-skinned woman."
The garlic-nosed man sneered, his expression full of disdain. His name was Kurt, he was a handsome Chinese, and he was extremely discriminatory towards Chinese people.
"Be careful what you say, this is China, don't let anyone hear you!"
His companions all advised him that they just felt that they should be more careful in China's territory.
"It's nothing to hear. They are still asking us to buy things, otherwise they won't even be able to eat!"
Kurt boasted proudly that he had participated in the Spring Canton Fair in the first half of the year and bought a lot of high-quality and low-priced goods to sell back home and made a fortune, so he signed up for the Autumn Canton Fair again and planned to buy more goods.
The companions frowned slightly and said nothing more. After all, there are indeed many people in China who cannot afford to eat. Although Kurt's words may not be pleasant to listen to, they are fact.
They also feel that coming to China to do business is to save the Chinese people, and they are comparable to God.
"You are just too careful. Haven't you seen that those officials are groveling to us? We are their God. Even if we sit on their heads and shit, they don't dare to resist, and they still want to fawn over us!"
Kurt smiled very wildly, and his garlic nose was red, which made him look particularly abrupt.
They had already exited the elevator, and there were many foreign businessmen in the corridor. They all laughed after hearing his words, obviously agreeing with them.
Tang Niannian didn't hear the arrogance of these people. She, Bova and the others were looking for a restaurant in the alleys of Yangcheng.
