The Greatest Showman

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Kensington-Chelsea is a high-end residential area located on the west side of London, adjacent to Hyde Park and Green Park, with convenient transportation and beautiful scenery. Top notch whisky club and more, peaceful and modern.

As a result, a large number of middle-class professional white-collar workers and senior freelancers, some well-known artists and designers, and the young descendants of the aristocratic aristocrats, gradually began to gather here, and then formed a young middle-class community.

Kensington-Chelsea is looming to replace the raucous, expensive, old and outdated neighborhoods of Knightsbridge. However, it is more like a pure living community, with complete supporting facilities, but a strong atmosphere of life, without too much commercial atmosphere, so that people can calm down and integrate into life.

Leaving the main street and entering the residential area on the right, the two-carriage lane is not spacious, or even narrow. Occasionally, there will be vehicles parked on the roadside, and the speed of the vehicle has to be slowed down to avoid accidents. The two-story white building can be seen from a distance. The temporary parking spaces at the entrance are already full. The bright lights and melodious music revealed in the windows of the two-story building slowly spread in the cold night. , all indications are that this is Renly's destination tonight.

In addition to Savile Row, haute couture clothing stores, or top private buyers, and niche designer stores are now more popular and hidden in the city, arranged in ordinary residential areas. Only through word of mouth and the introduction of friends can you find a way, otherwise even if you are sitting on gold and silver, it will still be difficult to break into the private circle of the upper class.

Renly couldn't help but think of Melvin Brides, the first stylist he met after Renly and Andy decided to work together. Melvin's office also chose to be in a private residence, but the initial encounter was not a pleasant memory. It's just that this trend of private residences is now spreading from Europe to the North American continent.

"Master Renly, what time will I be here to pick you up?" Tonight's car was sent by Philip, one of the three drivers of the Hall family, richard-martin. He is the youngest, only thirty-five years old this year, and has inherited his father's job.

"Richard, go and enjoy Saturday night by yourself. I'll find the car and go back." Renly said with a smile, as if he knew what Richard was going to say, he added, "I can't find it. If we arrive, there will be taxis. It's the twenty-first century, and life isn't that hard." He patted Richard on the shoulder, and Renly pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Richard looked at Renly's back quickly leaving. He didn't even have time to unbuckle his seat belt, let alone get out of the car to open the door. In the end, he could only shout to Renly's back, "The party is over. , call me." Renly waved casually and disappeared into the lush shade of trees at the door.

Pushing open the door on the first floor, the door was unlocked, and the warm atmosphere of the room rushed in. Standing at the door was a woman of about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a well-cut lavender suit. The light blue shirt brightened his face, and his dark brown hair was braided into fishbone braids and pulled down, with a little girlish playfulness in his maturity, but not too rude.

When the guest came, the woman took the initiative to greet him. When she saw Renly's face, her expression paused for a moment. When she said "Welcome", there was a momentary pause. The smile brought her back to her senses, and the words came out of her throat, "Welcome, Your Excellency Renly."

Renly didn't enter in a hurry, raised his head and looked around briefly. This is a very ordinary residential house, with the kitchen on the left and the living room on the right.

However, at this time, the kitchen has become a lounge, and you can see that fruit plates and snacks are placed in the center, and drinks are next to it; the living room has become a reception room, with gantry racks placed against the four corners, with various All kinds of clothes, the central space was completely cleared, and people gathered in twos and threes, holding a glass of champagne and chatting in a low voice.

Right in front is an aisle, you can go all the way to the end on the left, there is a sign of "toilet", and on the right is the wooden staircase leading to the second floor.

The whole space is dominated by beige and light blue, which is generous and warm, revealing a strong home atmosphere. It doesn't look like a clothes store at all, more like a designer's home creative space. This should be what Eaton hopes to achieve.

"You can go to the left to find some food first, then go to the right to enjoy the music and relax." The woman gave the introduction with a smile, and she has repeated it twenty or thirty times tonight, and she is already familiar with it, "If you are interested, , you can go to the second floor, there is a private custom space, and there are some designer works."

Renly closed his chin lightly, and without saying anything, stepped forward and walked towards the kitchen on the left.

The woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly walked through the crowd: Where is Eaton? More importantly, where are George Hall and Elizabeth Hall now? God, it's finally time for Mars to hit Earth. What should I do now? How to do?

Renly didn't have to look back to know that the receptionist had gone for help. It was eight-eighteen, and both George and Elizabeth were there. I believe that it will only take three minutes, and everyone in the whole room will spread the news, waiting to watch the show. Of course, there may be other gossip worth discussing beyond this, but Renly

Having been absent from the London social circle for two years, it's hard to keep up with the speed of gossip.

"Jesus Christ." Before the first drop of champagne fell from the champagne in Renly's hand, a voice with suppressed excitement came from behind him. Without looking back, Renly knew who was coming. Who else but Edith could be so excited?

Turning around, Renly saw Edith's excited eyes, "Calm down. This is London, you wouldn't want anyone to see you like this." Renly persuaded with a smile, but let him Edith rolled her eyes secretly, big ones.

In the UK, Edith is still the official partner photographer of the United Nations, and is still the second daughter of the Hall family who devotes herself to philanthropy. Just look at Edith's outfit today, a white suit with a black shirt, very handsome, even handsome, but there is no eye shadow, no black nail polish, and no Los Angeles She is unruly and arrogant, and you can tell at a glance that she is hidden behind this mask, and plays the identity of the second daughter of the Hall family well-behaved and sensible.

However, today Edith did not plan to quarrel with Renly, but raised her eyebrows, "You did this on purpose?" Deliberately chose this time to appear and meet George and Elizabeth.

Renly was noncommittal.

But it was this simple expression that made Edith happy, and the gloating eyes were not concealed at all, and she was about to cheer for Renly by beating gongs and drums.

"Renly?" Eaton's voice came from behind. Edith didn't say anything more, just blinked her right eye, and then returned to her usual demeanor, waiting for Eaton's arrival. Turned around and left. Renly knew that Edith must be looking for the "auditorium".

Eaton was a pure-hearted man, walked up with a smile, and gave Renly a big hug, "They told me just now that you showed up, and I couldn't believe it. Haven't you been very busy with work recently? The last time I chatted with Matthew, he mentioned your latest move."

"To be honest, I only had thirty minutes to spare today." Renly joked seriously.

But Eaton took it seriously, "Five minutes is enough." Eaton looked around, "George and Elizabeth are on the second floor now, do you need me to take you up?"

"I'm not a guest, so I don't need a referral." Renly said lightly, "Is there any special guest who needs to be introduced to you? It's been two years without contact, and it seems that a lot of unfamiliar faces have been added."

"This is London." Eaton laughed. "It's still the old faces that are worth knowing; as for those unfamiliar faces that you haven't seen before, it means there's no value in making friends." The straightforward explanation is: strangers , they are all upstarts with unstable foundations, or nouveau riches. For business, they are a market worth developing; but for actors like Renly, there is really no need to get acquainted.

Having said that, Eaton wasn't a mean person, he was just joking, "However, there's someone you definitely want to meet." Eaton took Renly out of the kitchen and into the hall.

The eyes that were silently sizing all fell on Renly's body, exploring, examining, observing, just one glance, which contained an indescribable weight. Renly did not evade, but took the initiative to hold up the champagne and greeted the first sight, "Nicholas, will you participate in this hunting? It has been raining recently, and the hunting difficulty is bound to increase. Henry is I like hunting in rainy days.”

After a lapse of two years, the youngest son of the Hall family reappeared in the social circle of the upper class in London, where he was rumored and attracted much attention. But Renly didn't panic in the slightest, taking it easy and handling it with ease.

Conversation, it's skillful. Instead of asking about the current situation, not filling in the blanks, not recalling the past, but asking about a relatively neutral topic. It's like Elf's antique collection, and it's like hunting this winter. Nicholas, like Henry Dunlop, were the hunters.

Time can change a lot of things, but the life of the nobles is boring, and their interests and hobbies will not change drastically. Even though Nicholas doesn't like hunting anymore, winter hunting will still be a hot topic. Quietly, the gap in time just disappeared.

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