I am a nobleman in England

Chapter 24 There is a kind of sadness, called the British hairline!

"Wow..."

"puff--"

Arthur took the towel and wiped the water droplets off his face. The cold water dispelled the restlessness and laziness that he had just woke up. He leaned forward and looked at himself in the mirror with wide eyes. The bloodshot eyes had eased.

Hung up the towel, walked out of the bathroom, walked directly into the cloakroom, took off the silk nightgown on her body, took the maid ironed the flat white square collar shirt and put it on, fastened the buttons, and took off a navy blue stitching The slim-fit pullover in gray, put it on carefully, with the round neck pressed against the small square collar of the shirt.

Put on a pair of slim-fitting jeans and white casual leather shoes. This casual style is the longest and most infallible dressing style worn by modern British nobles.

Seeing himself looking clean and handsome in the coat mirror, Arthur picked up a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the cupboard and put on them, which was more gentle and elegant. Well, as long as the injury on the head is not clear, it will look a little funny.

However, this does not trouble the British because they have hats.

Walked to the hat stand, reached out and took a gray peaked cap, tidyed it down, and then put it on carefully, looking in the mirror, tilted the short brim of the front slightly to the left, and then pressed down the brim, a thick yuppie style , Let Arthur's temperament look new.

Sure enough, hats are the British favorite...

British people, both men and women, like to wear hats, of course not green hats, cough cough, women like to wear hats for beauty, and men wear hats mainly because of Britain's bald fate!

The huge England, is it only Wang room cursed by the bald god?

Nonono, forty percent of men in this country must face their fate of being bald.

In England, there is a kind of sadness called the British hairline...

What is the existence of the hairline?

It is like a girlfriend, who takes it for granted when he is always with him, and only realizes the seriousness of the problem after gradual loss.The hairline is also like a blind on the forehead. The higher it is stretched, the more likely it is to be radiated by light, and it will be embarrassing when the forehead flashes to others.

The hairline is getting higher and higher, until the day when it is completely lost, the bald boys will try their best to avoid coming out to see people, and all choose to wear a hat......

Ahem, it seems that the lawyers in the English courts wear wigs to avoid the whole court from being bright, right?

Therefore, some handsome British guys seem to be infinitely beautiful on the surface, and they are already bald behind their backs.

"Haha..."

Thinking of this, Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle, but with a smile, he also had to worry about his hairline. According to a report read in a previous life, Britain, and even Europe as a whole, had serious baldness, mainly Because of the water problem, especially in the United Kingdom, the water is too hard and contains a lot of minerals. As long as you take a bath with this water and drink it, you will definitely lose a lot of hair.

It seems that the first thing to do is to buy some water quality filters to install on the castle, and in the future, only drink mineral water...Okay, this kind of consumption is a bit high. Tsk tsk, it is also a motivation to make a lot of money and become a rich man. Otherwise, you don’t need to shave your head. The bald head is beckoning to yourself. At that time, I can only comfort myself and show my hair. Without a trace, the scalp is more outstanding...

"Boom boom——"

"Count, the guest has passed the gate of the manor."

Arthur saw Paul, the butler who walked in, looking at the meticulous sparse hair volume and high hairline that the other party combed, pressing the smile in his heart, smiling and saying: "Let's go, go and meet us. The guests."

As he said, Arthur walked out of the master bedroom quickly, and the butler Paul followed him step by step, "By the way, Paul, look at the water quality filters on the market to see if there are large ones, at what price, and the tap water from the castle in the future. It’s best to use filtered ones."

"Water filter? Earl, can I ask, why?"

Arthur looked back at the butler Paul and smiled and said: "I once read a report. Some scientists believed that the water quality in Britain contains a lot of minerals. The water quality is hard, which may be the biggest cause of baldness in the British."

"..." Butler Paul grew up with a bit of astonishment, and then instinctively wanted to raise his hand to touch the top of his head, but finally reacted, put his hand down in embarrassment, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay, earl, I will deal with it as soon as possible."

"Haha, trouble you." Arthur chuckled lightly, leaning on the oak handrail of the glaze HUA of the stairs, stepping briskly down the stairs.

Arthur and Paul, the butler, stood under the arched gate of the castle and looked at the two cars that had been parked in the square in front of the main entrance. One was a Ford Focus and the other was a Nissan Qashqai.

First of all, from the two cars, Arthur can at least see that the people in charge of helping him manage the two companies are relatively pragmatic and low-key people. Watching the two middle-aged people who got out of the car and smiled, Arthur's face He didn't move his steps with a smile, but Paul, the housekeeper standing on the side, smiled and shook hands with the two who came.

"Lord, this is the head of Boleyn Publishing House, Tom White." The butler Paul smiled and introduced Arthur to Arthur, a middle-aged bald man with a blessed figure and a gray suit.

"Good morning, Lord, this is Tom White. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, just call me Arthur. In fact, I wanted to see you a long time ago. I didn't expect to be delayed until now. I'm really sorry." Arthur smiled and said. He doesn't put on aristocratic airs. He knows very well. The respect of the other party is only the respect for the title.

"Good morning, Lord, I’m Jerry Fuller. It’s a great honor to meet you." The head of the newspaper, who was wearing glasses, wearing a black suit and a little brown curly hair, smiled and shook hands with Arthur. , Doing self-introduction.

"Nice to meet you..."

Arthur also smiled and shook hands with each other for a few words, and then stretched out his hand in a gesture of asking, "Please, please, I have many questions to ask both of you."

Tom and Jerry glanced at each other, both smiling at Arthur and said, "It's our honor. Please first please—"

Arthur did not continue to give in. He smiled and nodded. He took the lead and walked into the castle. Butler Paul and the two were one position behind. They were talking in a low voice. The three of them are not strange, but very familiar. , After all, many things in the past were the butler Paul contacting the two.

In the study, Arthur was sitting on a big red velvet sofa alone with LI. Tom and Jerry were sitting on either side of him. Butler Paul was standing on the side of the sofa where Arthur was sitting.

Arthur took a sip of coffee, leaned forward with a smile, placed the white porcelain coffee cup on the cup and saucer, crossed his fingers in front of him, and cast his eyes on Tom White, the head of the publishing house, and asked: "I As I said before, in fact, we should have met a long time ago. However, because of the death of my father, the emotional impact and the pressure on the burden of the family made me a little repulsive to accept the burden of the family... "

"We can understand your mood..."

Hearing Tom’s comforting words, Arthur shook his head and smiled, “Thank you for your understanding, but after a period of adjustment, I also figured it out. It is my responsibility and obligation to shoulder the inheritance and glory of the family. At the same time, I hope that the two of them can help me as much as they want to help my father. The Bolling family will never forget the hard work and hard work of their own people."

"Honored!"

Tom and Jerry did not hesitate at all, and responded to Arthur with serious and solemn expressions.