My 1999

Women all over the world love Milan the most. When they come to Milan, they want to go to Napoleon Street the most.

This street has nothing to do with Napoleon, but it has all the luxury stores in the world.

Although it is ridiculously expensive for ordinary people, it is just a drizzle for Xu Liang.

Watching Mo Hongzhuang wandering around in the stores like a butterfly.

Xu Liang couldn't help but said, "Don't you buy two pieces?"

Mo Hongzhuang shook her head, "No, all luxury goods are IQ taxes, I want to save money to start a business."

Xu Liang said with interest, "I can pay you."

Mo Hongzhuang smiled and stretched out her fair and slender little hand in front of Xu Liang.

"Brother-in-law, I roughly calculated that the money I spent on luxury goods today is about 200,000 pounds. Why don't you pay me directly?"

Xu Liang laughed dumbly.

"You are good at calculating."

"Hehe, my father often taught me that if you want to be a successful businessman, you must be able to calculate."

"My father-in-law is a smart man."

"My father admires you very much. He said that you are a rare business genius in a century." As she said that, she came over and hugged Xu Liang's right arm, and her plump breasts pressed against him, and her words were tentative, "When I return to London, I will take you to see him?"

Xu Liang was of course aware of her little thoughts.

But since they have slept together, she should give an explanation.

It's just money anyway.

He doesn't need it.

"Okay, you can arrange it."

Mo Hongzhuang smiled happily, "Brother-in-law, you are so nice."

"Are you still shopping?"

"Of course."

Mo Hongzhuang took him into the Armani fashion store next door.

A beautiful female clerk wearing a women's lapel suit, a silver-gray one-step skirt and black stockings came up quickly.

"Sir, Madam, welcome to Armani."

Mo Hongzhuang nodded slightly, glanced around, let go of Xu Liang's arm, and walked towards the men's clothing area.

She quickly took a set of blue and white T-shirts and khaki trousers and walked over.

"Brother-in-law, try it on."

Looking at her expectant expression, Xu Liang did not refuse her and took it to the dressing room next door.

After changing out.

Mo Hongzhuang exclaimed: "Brother-in-law, you are really a natural clothes hanger. You look so handsome in this dress."

The waiter who had not spoken next to him also complimented.

"Sir, this dress is very suitable for your temperament. Standing with your lover, you will be the most enviable couple in the whole of Milan."

She could not understand Mo Hongzhuang's Mandarin.

Not knowing the meaning of the two words "brother-in-law", she thought the two were a couple, although that was the fact.

Xu Liang could understand the waiter's English, so he smiled and nodded to her, then turned to look at Mo Hongzhuang.

"Why did you buy it for me when you didn't buy it for yourself?"

"My mother said that it is the wife's responsibility to dress her man up nicely and handsomely.

I am my brother-in-law's woman, so of course I have to buy clothes for you and dress you up handsomely, so that I can be a qualified wife."

Mo Hongzhuang smiled, with infinite tenderness in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Xu Liang's heart softened a little.

After touching her head with a smile, he turned back to the dressing room to change his clothes.

"I want this set of clothes, pack it up."

"Okay, sir. Please wait."

The waiter went to get the packaging bag with a happy face, which was all performance.

Just when Xu Liang was about to swipe his card, he was stopped by Mo Hongzhuang.

"This is the clothes I bought for my brother-in-law, how can I swipe your card?"

Opened the purse and handed over his bank card.

Xu Liang did not give in, anyway, it was just buying another more expensive one to return, and it didn't cost much money.

But through this incident, he realized the cleverness of the women around him more and more.

Mo Manniang is aloof from the mundane world, cold and aloof, and wholeheartedly pursues a higher realm of painting.

As a cousin, Mo Hongzhuang is different. Although she is young and lacks wrists, she is smart and agile, and has the foundation to become a strong woman.

"Brother-in-law, let's go to dinner?"

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, let's go to the Victoria II Arcade and see."

The Victoria II Arcade is also known as the Victor Emmanuel Arcade.

The overall shape is a "cross", 200 meters long from north to south and 100 meters wide from east to west. It was built in 1887.

The top is covered with glass and the ground is paved with marble.

This is the most prosperous area in Milan, and most of the first-class shops are concentrated here.

A classic and gorgeous shopping area with many bars and high-end restaurants.

It is the most lively when the lights are on, so it is also called the Emmanuel Night Gallery.

The corridor is cross-shaped, with mosaics symbolizing the four continents of America, Asia, Africa and Europe.

"Brother-in-law, this place is so beautiful?"

Looking at the exquisite sculptures and unique decorative styles around, the beauty's eyes were full of admiration.

"This Renaissance style is indeed beautiful, but if you look beyond the appearance and look at the essence, this place may not be suitable for living." Xu Liang smiled.

"It's good-looking enough, I don't plan to live here. But if brother-in-law likes it, I will live here with you for the rest of my life."

Looking at her innocent look, Xu Liang raised his hand and touched her smooth forehead.

"We have a luxurious manor in London, why come here to suffer?"

"Hehe, that's just what I said. Brother-in-law, shall we go to the restaurant in front to eat?"

Xu Liang looked in the direction of his finger.

The plaque above the door reads 'Balder'.

Push the door and go in.

It is a western restaurant with a very elegant environment.

The two found a seat by the window and sat down.

The bodyguards who came in with the two also sat around.

The waiter came over and handed over the menu.

After spending a long time with Xu Liang, Mo Hongzhuang also knew his big appetite.

Directly ordered ten fillet steaks.

Also ordered a lot of various meats.

"Brother-in-law, if it's not enough, we can add more."

Xu Liang smiled and nodded, picked up the knife and fork, and was about to eat.

A melodious song came from a distance.

Subconsciously turning his head to look, a girl in a red long skirt and chestnut hair was performing on the stage not far away.

The gentle voice was like crying and complaining.

"Where the sea shines, the wind blows gently; on an ancient terrace..."

"Brother-in-law, have you heard this song?"

Xu Liang shook his head, "Do you know?"

"The name of the song is Caruso." Mo Hongzhuang nodded and continued, "Italian composer Lucio Delan came to the Bay of Naples for supplies during his voyage.

The Victorian Exquisite Hotel where Delan stayed was where the singing master Caruso recuperated before his death.

And Delan's room was the one where Caruso lived that year.

During her time in Naples, Delan stood on the balcony where Caruso stood that year.

Listening to the hotel owner telling her everything about Caruso's life in the hotel before his death."

Mo Hongzhuang enthusiastically told the story behind the song that she knew.

"Caruso is a singer.

In 1897, composer Puccini was selecting actors for "The Artist's Life".

Caruso became the male lead of "The Artist's Life" with his heavenly voice and skillful skills.

Gradually became a world-famous singer.

In 1920, Caruso performed "Pagliacci" at the Metropolitan Opera in New York. Soon after the performance, he began to cough and spit blood, and the audience asked him not to sing anymore.

Finally, Caruso fainted.

From then on, he left the singing stage and returned to Naples.

Although he could not go on stage, he continued to give vocal lessons to his beloved wife in this hotel.

Because Caruso suffered from pleurisy, he had no voice at that time, but he still tried to demonstrate for her.

On August 2, 1921, this great singing master passed away.

In order to commemorate the singing master Caruso, Delan started to create the song "Caruso". "

Looking at Mo Hongzhuang's blurred eyes, Xu Liang smiled and shook his head.

Girls like this kind of sad love story.

But in Xu Liang's opinion, how could a man who had been married three times be a faithful lover?

Peeling off the phenomenon and looking at the essence, this guy named Caruso was just an unlucky singer, who happened to be adapted into a phenomenal song by a talented composer, and then passed on to later generations.

This is the same tune as "Water Margin".

The numerous bandits in all dynasties were adapted into heroes who resisted tyranny.

But these so-called heroes often killed whole families and ate human flesh.

Tsk tsk...

"How do you know this?" Xu Liang asked with a smile.

"The teacher taught me in music class. "Caruso" is very popular and many singers have covered it."

Changed the subject.

"I heard from my cousin that my brother-in-law also wrote his own songs?"

Xu Liang's face was filled with memories.

"Many years ago."

It should be in 2001. He sang Zhao Lei's "Ideal" at the annual meeting of New Dream.

At that time, the song was not very popular.

But as his status became higher and higher, the previous incidents were repeatedly pulled up by the media.

This song became popular inexplicably.

And it was also regarded as a divine song by countless domestic and foreign entrepreneurs.

"Brother-in-law, you are really talented! Not only are you good at business, but you are also a first-class oil painter and you understand music. People really admire you."

Xu Liang glanced at her.

"You flatter me well, keep it up."

"Hate it, I'm serious."

The two chatted while eating.

After a day of playing, they returned to the hotel. After closing the door, Mo Hongzhuang rushed over...

...

In the office, a fat figure was smoking a cigar.

Because of the sitting posture and body, the black suit had more wrinkles and became ugly.

It turns out that whether the clothes look good or not has nothing to do with the price. The key is who wears them.

The slim brown-haired female secretary came over with a cup of coffee.

"Sophia, what time is it?"

"It's thirteen minutes to nine."

The young man sitting opposite said, "Dad, did Xu Liang break his promise?"

Berlusconi glanced at him with a calm expression.

"Luca, I have always taught you that if you want to be a successful businessman or politician, you must always stay calm."

The man called Luca's face changed slightly and took a deep breath.

"Dad, I know."

Knock knock...

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A middle-aged man in a brown suit pushed the door open and walked in.

"Boss, Mr. Xu is here."

Berlusconi's eyes lit up and he quickly got up to greet him.

Xu Liang stepped in.

Looking at the old man walking towards him quickly, he smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Mr. Berlusconi, it's an honor to meet you."

"It is also an honor for me to meet Mr. Xu."

After a few polite words.

Berlusconi half-turned around to make way for a young man who looked six or seven times like him behind him.

"This is my son Luca."

"Hello Mr. Xu, I personally admire your business talent very much and hope to have more opportunities to communicate and ask for advice in the future."

"I have long heard that Mr. Berlusconi has a very outstanding son. Only when I met Mr. Luca today did I know that what he said was true."

A smile appeared on Luka's face.

"Thank you."

Berlusconi was also very happy that his son could be praised by the world's top figures.

"Please take a seat."

"please."

After everyone was seated, the secretary quickly served tea.

"I heard that Mr. Xu likes to drink tea. I specially ordered the top-quality black tea from China and flew it to Italy. I hope Mr. Xu likes it."

"Mr Berlusconi is so kind."

Berlusconi made a gesture of invitation.

Xu Liang picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"It leaves a fragrance on your lips and teeth, and an endless aftertaste. It is indeed a good tea! Thank you for your hospitality."

"Haha, Mr. Xu is my distinguished guest, and it is my responsibility to entertain you well."

The two of them exchanged cups, and after three rounds of tea.

Xu Liang stopped being verbose.

"Mr. Berlusconi, China's economic development is now in full swing, and consortiums around the world are planning to get a share of the pie. I wonder if the Feiningwest Group is interested?"

Feiningwester Group is a consortium founded by Berlusconi from scratch.

Compared with Xu Liang who relied on the memories of his previous life to create his current business empire.

Berlusconi has everything he has now solely because of his talent.

Lao Bei, who comes from a middle-class background, began to deliberately accumulate wealth while in college.

Not only did he form a student band and perform around the world in nightclubs and cruise ships; he also sold vacuum cleaners and ghostwritten homework in the university.