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Huaxia Country, the airport of Furong City, at this time, Sally, with long blond hair, pulled her suitcase and boarded the plane from Furong City to Charles de Gaulle Airport in France. m

"The editor-in-chief said that this time in the world-famous oil painting exhibition held at the government building in the 13th district of France, there will be a great painting by a Chinese painter. The floating museum was bought at a high price to prepare the collection."

After boarding the plane to Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, Sally started sketching with a notebook in her seat, planning her news excavation plan this time.

"As far as I know, only Liu Yizhi, who has risen this year, seems to be the only Chinese painter who can gain a position in the international painting circle. Shouldn't it be that this painting belongs to Liu Yizhi?"

Thinking of the painter Liu Yizhi, Sally nodded, "Yes, it's Liu Yizhi. The last time "The Train Is Coming" caused quite a stir in the European painting circles, this time, it's probably Liu Yizhi's latest painting! It is not unusual for the paintings of Chinese painters to be collected in the Louvre Museum, but the paintings that can be collected in the Louvre in the past are basically Chinese paintings. It seems that there is no precedent for Chinese painters at present... So, this time, this mysterious painter is likely to be Liu Yizhi, and Liu Yizhi also represents Chinese painters who have begun to show their prominence in the world of painting with oil paintings..."

Although Sally does not have any in-depth research on oil painting, as a reporter, she needs a wide range of knowledge. Before getting on the plane, she checked some information. Knowing Liu Yizhi, he can be said to be the Chinese painter who has achieved the highest achievements in oil painting in history.

"This time, we must win this headline. The editor-in-chief's gossip is not small, and he even booked the same hotel as this mysterious painter, the Warwick Champs Elysees Hotel in Paris next to the government building in the 13th arrondissement of France. It will cost more than 3,000 RMB in the evening. This time, the newspaper is for this headline. It seems that the bleeding is not small..."

Sally determined the interview plan and plan for this time in her head, and then slowly narrowed her eyes. After all, these ten-hour flights are not so easy to get through.

The main reason why the editor-in-chief of "Furong Daily" will send Sally to participate in the headline report of the mysterious oil painter this time is because of Sally's western appearance and excellent English communication skills.

At the same time, many other relatively large newspapers and news corporations in the country. From their respective news channels, I learned that there is a talented painter from China in this world-famous oil painting exhibition in France.

Of course, this news was leaked because Liu Yizhi deliberately signaled the European Oil Painting Association to release it. After all, although Su Lin did not want to reveal his identity. He also used a pseudonym of sny, but Liu Yizhi finally wanted to let the whole world, especially the compatriots of Huaxia, know that there is an oil painting genius in Huaxia. Absolute genius, comparable to the genius of Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo and Van Gogh.

These media reporters also tried their best to get tickets to the exhibition. There are not many invitation tickets. There are only fifty invitation tickets. Each invitation ticket is issued after careful consideration by the European Oil Painting Association. Basically, it can be said that the fifty people who got the invitation tickets can already It represents the highest level of oil painting in the world today.

After eleven hours of sailing, Su Lin woke up from the turbulence about to land after taking a nap.

"So soon? Getting off the plane?"

Su Lin opened his eyes and found that he had been falling asleep leaning on Chen Xueling's shoulder. He quickly collected his saliva and said apologetically, "That...Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I just fell asleep, I... I didn't know I had been relying on you."

"It's nothing, Su Lin, you came all the way to France to protect me."

Along the way, Chen Xueling did not fall asleep, but was reading carefully with a book. This book, Su Lin glanced at, was the "History of Western Oil Painting Development" that Liu Yizhi asked Su Lin to revise together.

"It's already past ten o'clock, Mr. Chen, our hotel is the Warwick Champs-Elysees Hotel in Paris next to the government building in the thirteenth district. After getting off the plane, let's take a taxi together? However, I don't have any euros on me. , do you have foreign currency?"

Su Lin came in a hurry, so he did not exchange foreign currency. It can be said that now Surin has only UnionPay cards. Although it can be swiped abroad, it is not as convenient as cash.

"It's okay, I have it."

Chen Xueling, who had been planning to come to France for a long time, exchanged a lot of foreign exchange at the bank. France is a member of the European Union, so the currency used is also the euro.

"Damn brat. Don't be complacent now, you'll suffer when you get off the plane."

The plane was about to stop. Song Jia, who was sitting in row D at the back, picked up his mobile phone, turned it on, and sent a text message to Philip, the local snake in Paris, France, whom he had contacted a long time ago, asking Philip to take someone near the airport to prepare for Su Lin and Chen Xueling .

During the eleven hours on the plane, Song Jia was extremely aggrieved. Watching Su Lin pretended to be asleep, he leaned over Chen Xueling's shoulder. The point is, Chen Xueling didn't react at all except for pushing Su Lin at the beginning, and let the stinky boy Su Lin lean on her.

Usually, Song Jia couldn't even hold Chen Xueling's hand, let alone have other intimate actions with Chen Xueling. But the family's order demanded him, no matter what, to find a way to marry Chen Xueling, and then bind the Chen family to his own family.

"If you can't be soft, just be hard. Chen Xueling, this trip to France will definitely be an unforgettable moment in your life..."

Song Jia touched the inside of the bag he carried with him, and there was a bottle of potent aphrodisiac. He believed that as long as he was in the hotel, he would find an opportunity to let Chen Xueling take this potent aphrodisiac and let Chen Xueling take it. If you make fun of yourself, then as long as you are a man. Appeared in front of her, she would not refuse anyone who came.

Just take down Chen Xueling, the old maid from the aristocratic family. After taking the video again, Song Jia couldn't believe that Chen Xueling could still escape from her palm?

Moreover, with the video as evidence, even if she returned to the Huaxia Kingdom, Song Jia could claim that she was forced by Chen Xueling and couldn't help herself. What's more, the video is in hand. With the prestige of the Chen family, I was also afraid that such a video would leak out. In the end, there was no doubt that I could only choose to marry the Song family.

"If it wasn't for what my uncle told me, I really wouldn't believe it. Chen Xueling is thirty-one years old, and she's still a virgin."

The plane has landed. Under the sound of the announcement, the passengers started to get off the plane one by one. Song Jia, who was walking in the back, stared at Chen Xueling's plump figure and round buttocks, and couldn't help but burst out. Thinking that tonight, she can press Chen Xueling under her body and turn her into a slut. Crying and begging to let herself go to her, Song Jia felt an extremely satisfied sense of expectation in her heart.

"That's it for a while, let Philip lead someone to stop Chen Xueling and that stinky boy outside the airport, beat that stinky boy half to death, and then. When they plan to molest Chen Xueling, I will be born again. Hero saves the beauty... ...Tsk tsk... That's right, it's the hero who saves the beauty, and it doesn't go well after a hundred attempts. As a result, Chen Xueling's attitude towards me should change... Besides, this is France, and she has no reason to suspect me at all... …”

After getting off the plane, Song Jia immediately called Philip, the boss of the Paris gangster, and said to Philip in very pure French: "Philip, what I told you before has changed, not just that beautiful woman with an Asian face. There is also a stinky boy with him. You will beat that stinky boy to death in a while, and then when you are ready to molest that girl, I will show up in time. You can cooperate with my performance at that time, and let me kill you. All the thugs under his command were driven away... After the matter is done, 100,000 euros..."

Although Song Jia is a child of an aristocratic family who is not doing a proper job, he studied in France for a period of time when he was a child, so his French is very pure, and he can collude with a French gangster like Philip.

As long as you spend 100,000 euros, you can teach the stinky boy Su Lin a lesson, and you can save the beauty by being a hero, so that Chen Xueling's image will be greatly improved. How can Song Jia think that the 100,000 euros are too worth it, cost-effective very high.

As for Philip, the gangster in Paris, he just asked himself to dispatch a dozen younger brothers to help a noble boy from Huaxia teach a stinky boy, and then play another show. In less than an hour, he can get 100,000 euros The reward, Philip really thinks, is more profitable than robbery. He collects protection fees for entertainment venues in more than a dozen districts in Paris, and his daily income is only a few hundred thousand euros.

"Su Lin, follow me in a while. Don't get lost, or if you don't understand the language, you may be separated..."

Chen Xueling can speak a little French, but it is only limited to ordinary communication, which is far less smooth than her English. However, in Paris, France, it is still better to speak French. Although as an international metropolis, there are many people who understand English in Paris, but when someone communicates with them in English, most of them ignore it. Second, English is only useful at airport receptions or public places like EuroDisney. It is not that the French are arrogant, they are raising the use of French to the height of national image and a symbol of dignity.

Chen Xueling remembered that when she took a domestic flight in France and went to the airport exit, she encountered a Chinese in France who happened to meet the police to check his passport. When questioned by the police, the Chinese asked: "meEnglsh (can you tell me? English)?" The policeman replied in standard English: Your residence permit is from France, how can you not understand French?

In the eyes of the French, it is natural to use the local language in France. In order to protect the local language and culture, the French government even legislated to limit the proportion of English songs and films broadcast or screened in the media. The French believe that French is the most elegant and beautiful language in the world.

"Don't worry! Teacher Chen, I will always be by your side."

Su Lin smiled, although he didn't speak French, and even English was half a bucket of test-oriented education, so communication would definitely be a problem. But Su Lin has an omnipotent beauty training system. When he was about to get off the plane, Su Lin spent 500 training points in exchange for the "language master" skills.

With the skill of "Language Master", Surin has mastered any language on earth, even more proficient than the locals.

Of course, Su Lin wouldn't deliberately show off his French in front of Chen Xueling, but he just helped Chen Xueling with her luggage, looked for the sign, and went to the underground taxi pick-up point.

After all, in Paris, France, I don’t know where I am, and there are no buses so late. Taking a taxi directly from the airport to the hotel is the most convenient and fast way.

However, when he just got to the taxi pick-up point, Su Lin realized something was wrong. Because there were more than a dozen big men of different races hanging around in this place, Su Lin, who saw this from a distance, had a bad premonition.

Because these big men have a suffocating aura, Su Lin can clearly feel that these big men are definitely not easy to mess with, it is estimated that they are gangsters on the streets of Paris.

Europeans are generally taller than Asians. Among the dozen or so big men, there are even five in height, and the muscles on their bodies are about to bulge out.

"Mr. Chen, let's...let's go the other way! Those people in front of me look a little ill-intentioned."

Although Su Lin is not afraid of those people, he has just arrived in Paris, France, and he is not familiar with his life. Su Lin does not want to cause any conflict as soon as he arrives. After all, he is going to participate in tomorrow's oil painting exhibition. If it is because of a fight , was detained by the local police, and tomorrow's exhibition will be in vain.

"Okay, Su Lin, let's go the other way."

Chen Xueling apparently also saw the dozen or so big men, and her heart was tight. She pulled Su Lin and walked to the taxi stand on the other side.

However, when they moved like this, the dozen or so big men also discovered them.

"Boss, those two... Chinese-faced men and women should be the target people Song said."

One of the blacks pointed at Su Lin and Chen Xueling and shouted. The white boss in the middle wearing a black jacket was the underground king of Paris, Philippe, with a cigar in his mouth, and wearing sunglasses so late. The black man pointed to the past and saw Su Lin and Chen Xueling, and snapped his fingers: "It's them, surround me." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qn) to vote for the recommendation, Monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qn to read.)

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