A Citroen DS 7 drove into the main entrance of the Palace of Versailles, and was heavily guarded along the way, with many military and police. In recent days, a major disaster has cheated the French people so badly that the whole of France has been in chaos, and security measures have been strengthened on important occasions.

The car stopped steadily, and Zhou Qingfeng, dressed in formal clothes, got off the car first, smiled at the reporter's flash light, turned around and protected Ai Jielin, who was also dressed up, got off. The two of them smiled in front of the media, and walked forward.

"Ai Jielin, can't you take a more spacious car?" Zhou Qingfeng complained a little about the DS 7. French luxury cars have limited brands, and top-notch cars can only be counted as Bugatti. But that thing is a sports car, which is not suitable for driving to formal occasions. The result can only be a Citroen.

"No." Ai Jielin, who complained and held hands to make intimate situations, refused without hesitation. No matter how rich the French powerful people were, they were reluctant to ride foreign cars. Perhaps they were not short of Bentley and Maybach, but they could only choose their own cars if they officially appeared.

The place where Zhou Qingfeng got off the bus was the marble courtyard at the main entrance of the Palace of Versailles, which was a small square surrounded by three sides. The stone building looked magnificent and grand, and it remained the same after three hundred years of wind and rain. He had to sigh a few times about this royal palace.

Since ancient Greece, Egypt and Rome, Westerners have liked to build palaces and temples with stones. The Egyptian pyramids were built more than 2,600 BC and are almost 5,000 years old. The rabbit family of the same period was still in the mythological era, and the earliest Xia Dynasty was not yet established.

"My sister, it's a benefit to build a house with stones, and it's staying for a long time." Zhou Qingfeng had a deep resentment about this. The history of the flower-planting family is not short, and there are very few ancient buildings that can be traced back. If you really want to fill the scene, you can only pull out the tomb of the First Emperor's mound tomb to make up for it.

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's muttering, Ai Jielin couldn't help but smile proudly. "Lin, you are sometimes cute."

"Can you understand Chinese?" Zhou Qingfeng was shocked.

French girl smirked.

Zhou Qingfeng and Ai Jielin attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared, because one of them was wearing a simple suit and the other was wearing a palace women's clothing with complicated skirts. What was even more surprising was that behind them was a female slave Safiya dressed in gorgeous Persian ancient style.

Everyone was wearing serious clothes, but Safia only had a short skirt and a strapless bra, and at most a veil was added. The court director of Versailles was responsible for the banquet and rolling the tables. Seeing this strange combination, he couldn't stop him.

One is the super disaster that stirs the world, and the other is the wealthy and wealthy family entrenched in France. As for the female slaves they followed, this is not a big deal.

The court director is the official staff member of the Palace of Versailles, and his title is this. After the roll call, hundreds of pairs of eyes were looked over at the mirror hall where the dinner was held.

The dinner was held by the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which welcomes envoys and well-known figures from all over the world, mainly to promote French cuisine. Didn’t you expect that? The French Ministry of Foreign Affairs is still doing this!

Zhou Dahuo appeared with his own spotlight effect. Ai Jielin was very familiar with him to meet the guests present, many of whom were ambassadors to France, and there were giants in the French industry and business circles. In short, no one was fuel-efficient.

Ai Jielin is a member of the Licus family and one of the large consortiums that dominate Europe. Although she is not the main heir of the family, she can still easily become the focus of the dinner. There are endless people who want to know her, many of whom are high-ranking officials and nobles.

For many people, if they can win the favor of Aijielin Licus and marry her, they will struggle for several lifetimes!

While drinking and having fun, Zhou Qingfeng, who stood beside Ai Jielin and had a female slave, would naturally suffer some disaster in the fish pond. French girls were afraid that they were just making this plan.

Zhou Qingfeng held the wine glass and squeezed into the discussion circle of several diplomats, and heard a bearded guy saying: "Food gras is really delicious. This is the food that the upper class should enjoy and is a specialty of democratic countries. I like it very much and will definitely recommend it to my colleagues."

Well..., French food is famous all over the world, and the taste of foie gras is quite good. The advantage of this thing is that it is not as rare as truffles and caviar. It is cheaper and can be afforded by ordinary people.

Everyone was holding the plate and echoing while eating. Zhou Qingfeng nodded. But the guy who said this saw Zhou Qingfeng and immediately changed his mind, "In contrast, the food from the flower farmer is very problematic."

yeah……?

Zhou Qingfeng is very confused. There are many problems with our food in the foodie empire? Why don’t I know?

Several other diplomats in the circle also showed some strange expressions. Especially Zhou Qingfeng is famous, and even the blind man can tell that this is directed at him. Ai Jielin laughed slightly from the side and said to Zhou Qingfeng in a low voice: "This is the Indian ambassador to France."

Zhou Qingfeng touched his nose and didn't say much, just waiting for the other party to write down.

The ambassador of the third brother continued: "The food for growing flowers always adds too much seasoning. These things will trigger hormonal imbalances in men and awaken the sexual impulses in the body. The rape cases in our country have repeatedly hit new highs because of the widespread popularity of growing flowers and fried noodles."

What?

If it weren't for the current occasion that was a regular diplomatic dinner at the Palace of Versailles, Zhou Qingfeng would have felt that he had met a fake ambassador. This serious and nonsense imagination broke through the sky!

Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: I won’t say that every dish of you San has a heavy-tasting curry, but your third brother’s rapists blame our fried noodles? What’s the reason?

Uncle Zhou really wanted to make a few words immediately, but he still asked first, "Mr. Ambassador, what's the basis for saying this?"

The Ambassador of the Third Brother said with confidence: "This is the research result of our Minister of State Vinay. He taught the people to eat vegetarian food and avoid incidents that induce indecent and madness."

Such strong research results are beyond words.

Hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng sighed in his heart, "It's so unhappy, I didn't fight it. I can't lower my IQ to the level of a fool, and then the other party will defeat me with his rich experience."

Zhou Qingfeng looked like "lucky I didn't talk too much" and silently wanted to leave. But the ambassador didn't let him go. When he saw that Uncle Zhou had shrunk, the ambassador was even happier.

"The flower grower not only has food problems, but also has extremely poor products and is useless at all." The third brother ambassador said again.

Zhou Qingfeng was about to leave, but he couldn't help but want to stay after hearing this. He asked back, "Mr. Ambassador, do you have any evidence? Why do you say that the quality of our products in our country is poor? Any products we currently export are worth the price paid by the buyer."

You get what you pay for. Rabbit’s products may not be the best in the world, but they can be cost-effective!

But when asked about the evidence, the ambassador of the Third Brother was even more angry. He said: "The aircraft carrier we purchased from Russia took so much money and took so much time. Seven of them exploded on eight boilers on their maiden voyages.

Afterwards, it was found that the refractory bricks of the boiler were inferior products of civilian grade and could not be used on warships at all. And those refractory bricks were produced by your flower growers."

Seeing the distorted face of the third brother's ambassador, Zhou Qingfeng really couldn't even scream. You were slaughtered like a fat sheep. How could you blame us?

The hairy bear is really good. Such a good fat sheep is not very good at cherishing it. It actually cut corners on refractory bricks. We are not without military-grade boiler refractory bricks. Can you not be greedy for too much?
Chapter completed!