Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 90 The manor attends the meeting

   Time to the end of March.

   It was almost time to take Joanna to visit Mrs. Sinclair last time.

  Considering the customs of Westerners, An Feng made an appointment a week in advance, and asked Joanna about some common etiquette. When visiting someone's house, you have to do as the Romans do. What's more, he took Joanna as a guest, and he also had a small plan to get closer. Mrs. Sinclair is a big backer.

  Meet Joanna at Paso Robles Airport. She was waiting outside the airport with a trolley suitcase. Seeing this, Gu Li stepped forward to help her carry the things. She smiled at Gu Li and said thank you. Gu Li smiled honestly. He has always had a good impression of Joanna, and he even praised her as a standard rich lady.

  The car drove into the airport and stopped in front of a plane. An Feng turned sideways in front of the gangway and gave her a hand. Joanna pulled up her skirt in a very ladylike manner and stepped up in small steps. An Feng followed. This business jet was sent by Mrs. Sinclair to pick them up, which shows her serious attitude.

  The plane took off and its destination was San Antonio, Texas.

   An Feng and Joanna chatted about some knowledge of the manor, which can be regarded as giving her a thorough understanding. But even if she doesn't say it, she can handle it with ease. I think that when I went to the manor for the first time as a guest, I was really shocked by the aristocratic etiquette that has been passed down for generations. A British butler is like an army officer, and the servants are soldiers under him. One look, one sentence Reminder, the subordinates will execute in an orderly manner.

  An Feng said: "I had a very profound experience that time. I feel that the butler is like a clone of the master. They must have been professionally trained, right?"

Joanna said: "Of course, as you said, the butler is the most cutting-edge part. This kind of butler often has professional training or hereditary inheritance, has extremely high self-quality and rich life knowledge, and is familiar with various etiquettes , delicacies and famous dishes, and appreciating famous wines, you can be called a noble teacher!"

  An Feng sighed: "It's too powerful, and the housekeeper is also hereditary, it feels like..."

  An Feng racked his brains and couldn't find a description. Joanna helped him add: "Like a CEO who manages servants?"

   "Yes, that's what it means!" An Feng said.

"This is a cutting-edge customization culture. The butler is in charge of a family service team including chefs, bodyguards, gardeners, tailors, nannies, and servants. As the most trusted secretary and confidant, he considers the master, Organize the daily affairs of the whole family."

  An Feng listened, and nodded again and again: "Your statement is extremely correct, I can't think of how to describe the orderly under the control of the housekeeper."

Joanna smiled: "Although the butler is not a nobleman, he is indeed the best teacher of the nobility. So there is a saying in the society that a qualified butler can make the master who is not a nobleman behave like a three-generation nobleman in all aspects. So, Ann Sir, you need to pay attention."

  An Feng was delighted: "I'm afraid I won't be able to learn that kind of state, and I'm currently a loser, far away from the rich, and even farther away from the nobles."

  Joanna said: "Nobles are not necessarily rich."

  An Feng shook his head: "But without money, you can't afford the huge land, the cost of the house, the servant team, and the Rolls Royce for the housekeeper."

   "That's right." Joanna agreed.

  …

   After spending more than four hours chatting, the plane landed at the airport in San Antonio, and it was still the VIP channel to the end. A Bentley and two Land Rover were picked up at the airport. Bentley stopped in front of the lowered gangway, and as soon as they got off, bodyguards in black came to open the door for them.

  When I came to Sinclair's manor, it was still the same as last time. A row of servants stood straight and waited for the distinguished guests without squinting. The car stopped, and the two male servants stepped forward to open the door swiftly, protecting their hands on the roof of the car to prevent accidental bumps on the guests' heads. Details are everywhere.

  An Feng and Joanna got out of the car, and Mrs. Sinclair, who was on crutches, smiled and said, "Welcome both of you!"

  The men in the servant team nodded and bowed, and the women curtseyed. Seeing this, An Feng smiled at the old lady: "Mrs. Sinclair, thank you for your hospitality."

   "Where, where, your arrival makes the humble house flourish." Mrs. Sinclair said.

  An Feng introduced Joanna sideways according to the next step of etiquette: "This lady is Joanna, Miss J.S. Stanwell."

  Joanna smiled and held on to her skirt, curtseying: "It's a pleasure to be your guest here, Mrs. Sinclair. Your garden is so beautiful!"

"Thank you for your praise! Beautiful lady!" Mrs. Sinclair was very happy. Several gorgeously dressed men and women came out of the room at the same time. The lady introduced: "This is my eldest son Bazel, his son Charlie; of course , the other is the second son Matthew, and the granddaughter Catherine I told you about last time!"

  An Feng smiled and nodded at them, and went up to shake hands one by one to greet each other. Joanna also followed him, knowing each other with a smile on his face.

  Ms. Sinclair said: "You must have worked hard to come here from California. Please come in!"

  The butler who was closest to the door made a gesture of invitation, turned around and walked in the front and opened the door. The guests and the hosts stood side by side, chatting and walking, stepped up the steps, and entered the house. The servants could not go through the main entrance, but could only leave in an orderly way along the side path.

  …

   An Feng didn't pay attention to these details of the reception last time, but after Joanna's popularization, he finally knew that it was deliberately arranged by the housekeeper.

  The purpose of the butler is to make the guests feel comfortable. Guests of different levels have different ways of entertaining. An Feng's first visit is relatively civilian, so the style of hospitality tends to be casual, without too much particularity. And Joanna who visited this time was from aristocratic background, so that rigorous set was also put on display.

  Just for this simple detail, the butler has made an extremely meticulous plan.

   It can be said that this time it is playing the authentic high society. From the moment he got off the car, An Feng had to observe and pay more attention. He really admired Joanna, who was able to deal with it freely, and even she was leading many processes.

  Joanna is chatting with Mrs. Sinclair. Except for them, everyone else had smiles on their faces, but the details showed that not everyone was used to this kind of occasion where servants gathered and welcomed grandly. For example, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old granddaughter Catherine looked around , distracted.

  After the welcome ceremony, the two guests returned to the guest room to put their luggage under the leadership of the servants. An Feng walked out of the guest room and ventilated with Joanna in the corridor. She explained: "Next is free time, you can let the host's family accompany you, or you can go shopping by yourself. As for the evening banquet, come back half an hour early and change your clothes. Be careful here, even if your clothes are not dirty .”

  An Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Understood."

  Joanna asked: "How about it, can you still get used to it?"

  An Feng said: "It takes some time to get used to it. I didn't expect you to pay attention to the truth when you walk around. It's because you are smart and wink first-class."

  Joanna smiled: "Remember to owe me a favor."

When going downstairs, An Feng met Mrs. Sinclair's second son, a middle-aged man named Matthew, probably in his early forties, wearing a black suit, combing his shiny hair up, giving him a sense of humor. Feeling energetic, sunny and positive, it is easy to gain the trust of others.

   "Hello, Mr. Ann." Matthew Sinclair held out his hand.

   "Hello, please call me Bruce." An Feng shook hands with him.

   "Okay, Bruce." Matthew motioned sideways to walk together, "Are you free now?"

   "I'm free, just looking for someone to chat with."

   "Okay, I want to talk to you about graphene and your GP company."

  An Feng and Matthew came to the backyard garden and walked along the cobblestone path by the lake. Chatting along the way, Matthew was very interested in graphene technology and wanted to join the cooperation circle. Of course, in his personal capacity, not on behalf of the Sinclair family. Because the family still has the final say on the old lady.

Matthew specially reminded: "Once this technology is born, it will involve the gains and losses of many people. Therefore, if there is no strong enough partner, there will always be some people who are self-righteous, or think that they can achieve themselves through lures, threats, etc. the goal of."

  An Feng smiled: "It's so dark to hear what you said."

Matthew also smiled: "The bright ones don't dare to come, and committing the wrongdoing of the world will arouse public anger. But if you want to avoid the dark ones, you have to be high-profile enough. As we all know, technology stars are not soft persimmons that everyone can pinch .But I feel that you are not inclined to high-profile, so the second way is to have a group of strong partners."

  An Feng said directly: "Doesn't Mrs. Sinclair count?"

  Matthew nodded without hesitation: "Yes, as long as my mother speaks out, no one will dare to provoke the Sinclair family, but things are not optimistic."

An Feng knew that he was referring to cancer, but if he could remind himself, whether it was out of kindness or something, An Feng would have to thank him: "Thank you for your reminder. Of course, I am also looking for a partner now, because its It's too broad, and I just needed the money and the connections."

  Matthew's eyes lit up.

  (end of this chapter)