Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

After coming out of Malpensa Airport, she met Milan in the drizzle.

This ancient and elegant city in Southern Europe has magnificent and elegant buildings, romantic and leisurely residents, and museums and galleries everywhere connecting the lost pearls in the history of art. It is fashionable and passionate, wise and innovative, and has canals built during the Renaissance.

Waterways run like spiders through the entire Milan, even compared to the famous "Queen of the Adriatic" water city Venice.

Looking at the pitch-black wilderness, Gu Wanwan took a deep breath. The information about Milan that he had crammed on the plane quickly flashed through his mind. He felt that his artistic taste and appreciation level had risen sharply in an instant.

steps.

Until a white taxi passed quickly in front of her and splashed sewage all over her body.

She took two steps back and saw the taxi moving left and right, passing private cars one after another, and stopped suddenly in front of a Japanese female tourist with a suitcase in her left hand and a shopping bag in her right hand.

The window on the driver's side was lowered, and a typical Italian man with a big beard poked his head out of the car, chattered to the tourist, and then jumped out to help her carry her luggage into the car.

The Japanese tourist didn't seem to speak English very well. She shook her head desperately and grabbed the driver's arm to stop him from moving her luggage. When she got excited, she switched to continuous sentences in Japanese, while the driver only occasionally mixed in a few words in long paragraphs of Italian.

The two of them talked for a long time in English with a heavy accent. One wanted to move, and the other stopped him from moving. Gu Wanwan finally couldn't stand it anymore. Regardless of his own half-hearted English skills, he stepped forward to help him.

The two of them rescued the siege.

After stumbling over translation for a long time, she finally figured out that the driver came to the airport to pick up an Asian woman, and that the Japanese tourist was traveling alone from Hokkaido to Paris, and then diverted to Milan on an impromptu basis without booking a taxi.

However, the driver insisted that a noble gentleman had booked a taxi for the lady and asked him to come to the airport at this time to pick her up and take her to the hotel. As he said this, he took out the one-inch photo he had in his breast pocket and showed it to them.

Gu Wan held the photo in his hands and meditated for a long time, then he held the photo in one hand and placed it between himself and the Japanese female tourist, and asked him, uncle, don't you realize that the person in this photo is me even after we talked for a long time?

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In the photo, her hair was loose, but now she has tied it up. The biggest thing in common between the photo and the Japanese lady is that they both have their hair loose. However, the Italian driver's eyes are between the photo and the two of them.

After going back and forth for a long time, I still refused to believe what she said.

If it weren't for his typical Italian man's fluffy gray-blue eyes, which are charming and affectionate, Gu Wanwan would have wanted to punch him and cure his exotic blindness.

She had no choice but to sigh and untie her ponytail.

"Oh...oh..." the driver pointed at the photo and kept echoing.

Gu Wanwan gave him a fake smile.

Because he misunderstood the Japanese female tourist, the driver said "sorry" countless times to her and warmly invited her to get on the bus. He would take her to a hotel in the city for free. He probably looked at Gu Wanwan's Dongfang with the same characteristics.

Face, the Japanese female tourist felt relieved and actually agreed. Accompanied by the song "e Italiana", she drove towards downtown Milan.