Chapter 231 Anne
The general manager has appeared, so the private interview in incognito mode naturally cannot proceed.
Actually, it doesn’t matter. Through the Siberian Hypermarket, George can basically confirm that Vladivostok has a wide variety of products and the prices are reasonable, which is enough.
The Imperial Plaza in front of the hypermarket is equally lively. Many parents are playing with their children in the square. There are also many vendors doing small businesses around the square, including those selling candied haws, candy men, and roasted sweet potatoes. Pie seller blah blah blah.
The most outrageous thing is that there are people who buy ice cream. Are you really not afraid of the cold if you eat ice cream in the winter?
Miraculously, the business of buying ice cream is the best.
There are also smart people who brought sleds, including sled dogs and reindeer, around the square for one kopeck, and business is even better.
Milyugin sat on a chair beside the square, dazzled. He often sat here in the square when he had nothing to do, and could watch it all day long.
Milyugin never gets tired of this kind of scene.
George asked Deyang to buy candied haws on a stick, but Deyang was stingy and only bought one, earning Milyutin’s glare.
There was no need for George to give orders this time. Deyang called the candied haws seller over and let Milyugin choose as he pleased.
A few children who wanted to buy candied haws came with me.
Mi Liujing smiled and distributed the food to the children one by one. He actually took care of the children's preferences and was careful and considerate.
Karpov was taking his wife for a walk in the square. After noticing George and Milyutin, he immediately brought his wife over.
“When did you get married?”
George really didn't know.
“Last year——”
Karpov was so happy that he couldn’t open his mouth from ear to ear.
Although George didn't know it, Yuriev Palace was following the elements.
George subconsciously looked at Karpov's wife's belly, which was flat.
How useless!
George looked at Karpov with contempt.
"Already given birth to a pair."
They are both men, so Karpov naturally knows what they mean.
“Go back to Yuriev Palace——”
George originally wanted to relieve Catherine's boredom, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it and stop causing trouble for himself.
“It’s too noisy and makes me restless all night long.”
The happiness on Karpov’s face cannot be faked.
George waved his hand to Karpov, and immediately someone he knew or didn’t know came over to say hello.
George and Milyutin could only retreat.
There is a subway station at the Imperial Square. Take the subway all the way to Peter the Great Bay and arrive at the Entertainment City of Vladivostok.
The entertainment city is built on the mountain. You can take a small train from the foot of the mountain directly to the top of the mountain.
Winter entertainment in Vladivostok is definitely dominated by ice and snow sports, and there is an endless stream of young people queuing up to ride the snowmobile.
There are also many skiers. Many young people make their own skis using birch bark, which is much faster than a small train.
There is also a buffet restaurant on the top of the mountain, and the price is acceptable. Regardless of men, women, old or young, you can eat all you want for 5 kopecks.
The 5 kopecks is a buffet, focusing on affordability.
If you want to enjoy better service, go to a high-end restaurant.
The service in high-end restaurants is really good, and the service staff are all well-trained and well-trained.
The band in the restaurant provides on-demand services, but the price is relatively expensive, one ruble per song.
Milyugin ordered an "Imperial March" and was mercilessly laughed at by George.
What kind of march should I listen to during dinner? I should listen to "Evenings in the Suburbs of St. Petersburg".
The veteran scoundrel really has no taste.
But George was not sorry, because next someone ordered "An Evening in the Suburbs of St. Petersburg."
Compared with "Imperial March", "Evening on the Suburbs of St. Petersburg" obviously fits the atmosphere of the restaurant better.
At the end of the song, there were still people applauding.
George followed the sound and saw nothing.
High-end restaurants attach great importance to the privacy of customers. Each seat has a partition, separated by screens and green plants, to fully protect the privacy of every guest.
The sight can be blocked, but the sound cannot.
Next door to George and Milyutin, there should be several girls from Germany.
“I didn’t expect Vladivostok to be so fun. I want to settle here for a long time.”
"What about your poor fiancé?"
"Send it to you!"
"I want to go to listen to "La Traviata" later, does anyone want to come with me?"
"No, I want to listen to "The Peach Blossom Fan"."
"Can you understand it?"
"Art has no borders!"
George and Milyutin are also discussing art.
"You haven't composed music for a long time, right?"
Milyugin knew that "Imperial March" and "Evening on the Suburbs of St. Petersburg" were both works by George.
George is also a member of the St. Petersburg Composers Association——
Oh, I'm a committee member now.
The funny thing is that George never participated in the activities of the St. Petersburg Composition Society.
I don’t even know where the Composers Guild is.
“That thing can only be mastered if you have hands!”
George has been too busy in the past two years and really has no time to copy those things, so he might as well leave something for others to eat.
Before Milyugin could speak, a few chuckles came from the next door.
"Come on, come on, I'll lend you my hand, don't let the Germans laugh at us."
Milyugin is also a person who doesn't take it too seriously to watch the excitement.
George became playful and asked Dejan to borrow a guitar from the band.
“Really?”
Milyutin really didn't expect that George would come as soon as he said he would.
""Call My Name Softly" - to those who sacrificed their lives for the empire."
George's casual words made Milyutin's expression immediately solemn.
"Call My Name Softly" is a work by the Lyuba band, known as the Russian Beatles.
George chose this because the song only needed a guitar to accompany it.
Call my name softly and bring me sweet nectar
Is the empty heart still echoing
Infatuation, gentle and indescribable
< br>The reason why classic works are immortal and has beautiful melodies is not to mention that they must be sung by the right people to resonate with them.
I know, we will meet again
But I always want to postpone the separation
The blue crescent moon is hidden behind the city
No tears, don’t be sad
It was freezing outside the restaurant, but inside the restaurant was as warm as spring. There was no sound from the box next door, and the waiter passing the dishes stopped. The scream of boiling water on the stove was so harsh, but no one took it away.
Milyujing looked at George blankly, and subconsciously looked at his hands.
Is this thing really possible with hands?
——
I know, we will meet again
I will come back, this is my promise
George handed the guitar to DeYoung.
Dejan didn’t want to take it, and seemed to want George to play another song.
"Is this song written for His Majesty?"
Milyugin's eyes were still moist.
Ya Er?
No, no, no, George and Yaer really don’t have such a deep relationship.
But from Milyugin's point of view, this song is not written for Yaer, who else could it be written for?
It is not written to Nicholas I.
George had never met Nicholas I.
"To all those who gave their lives for the Empire——"
George trailed off and was suddenly interrupted by enthusiastic applause.
The sound of a chair being pushed was heard from next door.
Yuri stopped him in time.
"Sorry, you can't go in."
"Who played the piano just now? Who was singing? What's the name?"
The girl's urgent voice finally made Milyugin return to normal.
Really, what is Princess Yurievskaya worried about? With just this skill, George will have no idea how many girls he will need in the future.
“First, sir, can you tell me the name of this song?”
The band conductor couldn’t sit still either. This song is so suitable for playing in a restaurant. Several guests were clamoring for drinks.
Such a beautiful song should come to light.
Honor those warriors who sacrificed their lives for the Empire!
“Look at the trouble you’ve caused.”
Milyugin gloated.
“Isn’t this what you asked for?”
George was angry, this old man was simply disrespectful.
"Get out of the way, this is Princess Anne from Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen."
The dispute outside the box was escalating.
Archduke Carol of Romania seems to be from the Hohenzollern-Sigmaringen family.
This——
Even though we have gone to Vladivostok, we still can’t get around the circle of the European royal family?
"No!"
Yuri is selfless, but inside he is also the super duke Yurievsky of the Russian Empire. Who are you trying to scare?
"Yuri, please invite our guests in."
Milyugin took the initiative to give in.
The Kingdom of Romania is an ally of the Russian Empire. The Crown Prince and George have a close relationship and correspond almost every month. This relationship must be maintained.
Four girls filed in.
When I saw Milyugin, I was a little cautious.
Even though Miliugin usually smiles like a retired old man, he has been the Minister of War for more than 20 years, and his temperament cannot be concealed.
The four girls are all young, and the first one is about 1.7 meters tall. As soon as she entered the door, her eyes were fixed on George.
"Sit down, don't stand, let me introduce to you. This is George from St. Petersburg. He is the greatest composer in our Russian Empire——"
Milyugin's introduction made George feel a little hot.
“Is it George from the outskirts of St. Petersburg?”
The 1.7-meter-seven big dark blue eyes are shining, very much like Wei Ka in "First Kiss".
"Yes, he lives outside St. Petersburg."
Milyugin followed Anne's wishes and said.
So Annie's expression was a little helpless.
Annie just wanted to come over and see who was singing.
If Anne knew it was George, she would definitely not be so presumptuous.
But now that we have come, it would be even more rude to turn around and leave.
So Anne gave George a court salute seriously.
George was even more helpless. This was not a palace dance. It was just a meal. Could you please relax?
"George, shouldn't you play one more song for our guests?"
Milyugin obviously didn't hear enough.
Anne's eyes lit up instantly.
“You have to pay to listen to music!”
George suddenly remembered something.
Did the restaurant band pay royalties to George for using his songs?
If you don’t pay, it’s a copyright infringement, and George can sue them.
Mi Liujing touched his pocket, looking embarrassed.
Anne was generous and took off the ring from her hand and placed it in front of George.
Inlaid with gold, the ring is a huge emerald.
That's enough now.
(End of this chapter)