Fu Zhengyi's encouragement made Li Xueyao raise her head, wanting to speak, but in the end she still pursed her lips and just smiled.

Delfina's arrangements are very detailed.

The apartment I live in is not top-notch in Paris, but it is convenient and clean here. The tenants in the apartment have also been investigated and are all long-term tenants, so there is nothing to worry about in terms of safety.

In the future, there will be professional French teachers responsible for their language. Although Bafra, who was originally responsible for teaching etiquette, was not particularly good at grammar, but as Svetlana's assistant, there was no problem. After obtaining the language environment, Fu Zhengyi believed that Li Xueyao could get through the language barrier in less than half a year. The listening and reading problems were solved first, and naturally there were only words that needed rote memorization. Fu Zhengyi felt that memorizing words, which required patience and perseverance, would not be a problem for them.

He expressed his gratitude to Delfina. When he sent her downstairs, he heard that he had arranged a driver and bodyguard for them. Fu Zhengyi once again expressed his gratitude seriously.

Holding the car door, Delfina hesitated and said, "Fu, the application for shooting in the Louvre should be no big problem. Candice will come to film "The Phantom of Louvre" after Christmas..."

"That's very good!"

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant, Delfina sighed and pointed to the apartment above. "But the problem is that Candice is also one of the shareholders of the company. It is impossible for her to know that the person above exists..."

Fu Zhengyi was a little embarrassed, and thought for a while and said, "As long as someone deliberately lets them collide together, there will be no problem!"

Delfina frowned in dissatisfaction. "Fu! Are men like this?"

He raised his face and found the balcony of the apartment she lived in. Fu Zhengyi couldn't help but feel silent.

The most important woman in life is in this apartment, maybe she is now setting up a dining table, or maybe she is staying in the kitchen with Mishasa to study how to cook a sumptuous lunch, but whether it is Candice, Liu Meijia, or winter or summer, he can no longer make himself regard them as a passerby in his life journey.

Delfina sighed. "Well, I promise I won't deliberately arrange for them to meet, but I don't promise to lie because of you!"

"Thanks!"

Delfina got in the car and left. Fu Zhengyi stood at the door of the apartment. It was not until Svetrana appeared on the balcony and called him to eat. She woke up. She glanced at the patrol car parked on the corner of the street and turned around.

The Sky yacht set sail from Queensland, crossed the Strait of Malacca and entered the Indian Ocean. It stayed in the Maldives for a few days before continuing westward, entered Europe via the Suez Canal and arrived in Paris smoothly.

A brand new life is about to begin, and years of long-term wishes are about to come true. Even if Li Xueyao understands that she is actually the kind of girl who is soft on the outside and hard on the inside, she really can't refuse all this in front of her.

The Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame Cathedral, Arc de Triomphe, Louvre, Champs Elysees...

Fu Zhengyi takes her to visit Paris attractions every day, talking and chatting with her in French. While letting her feel the charm of Paris' autumn, she does not delay her study or feel any pressure. In addition, the existence of Mishasa, a big pistachio-like light bulb, has passed by several weeks without realizing it.

I asked for two offices in the [PanFrench Investment Holding Company] managed by Delfina. Every time I took Li Xueyao out for a tour every day, Fu Zhengyi would go over to handle official duties.

In Paris, New York, San Francisco, and China, the time difference factors make many things coordinated by Ran Ying. Thanks to the assistance of instant messaging software and email, Fu Zhengyi can still handle official duties in a timely manner, listen to reports, and issue instructions. Moreover, most of its companies are in a period of rapid development, and even if there are occasional omissions, they will not cause serious problems.

Besides, Fu Zhengyi doesn't feel that he is not the kind of person who wants to hold all power in his hands. Professional matters must be left to professionals to take care of. He just needs to choose a good direction and ensure that the direction of his company is not going astray.

At a time when the Internet is beginning to flourish, is there any better way for entrepreneurs who can understand what to do except to describe it as "perfect"?

Maybe it was because she was slightly drunk, or maybe it was because she could finally hold her hand today. Anyway, Fu Zhengyi was frankly spreading her hands and making such an evaluation of herself.

Mishasha, who was sitting opposite, immediately covered her mouth and looked like she was about to vomit. "It's so disgusting! It's so disgusting! Yaoyao, I really think your aesthetics need to be rebuilt..."

Li Xueyao smiled, her eyes a little narrow-minded. "Why should I go back and recreate it? My aesthetic view is much better than yours. Don't forget who asked me to help the two years ago..."

Mishasa's face turned red. "Don't say it!"

"Why?"

Mishasa raised her fork and knife and said viciously. "Just don't say it!"

"Hey! You can't say it, you can do it for me if you didn't find the information I found yesterday!"

Mishasha was anxious. "Why? That book is so thick that it can kill people. You can't understand the special words of theology without looking up the dictionary. Even Svetlana can't read that book. You're too much!"

"It's not too much! I found a lot of the information in your paper. Now it's your turn to help me..."

The quarrel mode was turned on again, Fu Zhengyi turned the red wine glass in his hand and admired it. Her every frown and smile, her every move, and even her ponytail were so cute. He was a little lucky. Fortunately, he did not appear in her life completely in her sophomore year...

Pulling Li Xueyao over, Mishasa leaned into her ear and muttered, "Yaoyao! Look, he has that expression again..."

He glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. His gentle expression made Li Xueyao's heart tremble, and he quickly lowered his head and said angrily. "No one thinks you are mute if you don't speak!"

Mishasha sighed heavily. "Hey, I'm so envious! If your mother hadn't made a strong explanation to my mother, I would have to look at you for twenty-four hours, I would have wanted to find a boyfriend..."

Li Xueyao was a little embarrassed and bit her lip and said, "I remember when I was in the Louvre, a boy stuffed you a note and said! Did you call that boy?"

"Get out! That kid is as black as a carbon ball!"

"I don't know how I'm blessed! I forgot how Na Ying sang that song? I don't understand the darkness of the night during the day..."

"Li! Xue! Yao!"
Chapter completed!