There were road signs all over the street, and none of the words on them could be recognized by Jing Gao. Not only was his English mute, but he had also degraded after graduating so many years ago. What’s more, this was France. The road signs were in French.
The light rain was falling non-stop, and at the intersection where Jing Gao didn't know where it was, pedestrians were hurriedly walking on the street. A bicycle passed by at high speed, splashing water.
Across the intersection, a tour group of about thirty people got off the bus, all wearing red caps issued by the travel agency. They were very eye-catching.
The tour guide holding a small blue flag was shouting loudly, "Everyone, please pay attention. Please take care of your personal valuables and do not leave them in the car. Put your backpack upside down and put it in front. Take care of your children and the elderly..."
The scene was extremely lively for a while, breaking the silence on the road and looking a bit eye-catching.
Shu Xiaoya, who was holding a small pink umbrella, pushed up her flat-rimmed glasses, shook her head, and said with emotion: "The quality of the Chinese people really needs to be improved. When they shout like this, they lose more than just their own face.
It even tarnishes the country’s image. When you go out, you represent not only a person, but also China.”
Go ahead! Jing Gao almost spit out his blood. Such a familiar public speaking accent! It’s already 2016, he really didn’t expect that he could meet one in real life.
If Igao were in college now, he would probably have revolted. What the hell? That law stipulates that you can’t shout on the street? Haha, in a free country, you don’t even have the freedom to speak loudly to your friends?
Moreover, does this have anything to do with quality? When people in that country travel together, they are quiet on the streets? They are filming horror movies, right?
Moreover, how can it be related to discrediting the motherland? The people of the motherland are not something you can represent if you want to represent them. The image of the motherland is not something you can discredit if you want to! The image of a country is only as good as its strength and propaganda.
Relevant, okay?
The Yankees have been fighting and killing people all over the world these years. Don't you guys also use Eagle Sauce as a beacon?
Read more books! After World War II, Americans became very wealthy. They traveled all over the world, made friends, shopped and spent money wherever they went. They were exactly the same as the Chinese people today. The locals loved and disliked them.
Similarly, in the 1980s, after Japan's economy took off and it claimed that it could buy the United States, Japanese people also traveled around the world, and wherever they went, they were still exactly the same as the Chinese today.
Do you understand? This is a common characteristic of human beings.
I magnify some of my personal behaviors and then come to the conclusion: Chinese people are bad, ugly Chinese people. This is because my husband knows what he is saying.
Now, they are all adults, and Jing Gao has no interest in being Shu Xiaoya's father and teaching her the principles of life.
Chu Xuefei was originally going to echo a few words, but when she saw Jing Gao's obvious disdainful smile, she quietly stuck out her tongue and looked at the buildings on both sides of the road, pretending not to hear Sister Shu's emotion.
At this time, the red light on the sidewalk had not disappeared. Seeing that there were no vehicles driving on both sides of the road, people were pouring in. The tour group followed the crowd across the road.
Shu Xiaoya immediately frowned and said to Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei: "Let's wait a moment. These people are really embarrassed to be sent abroad. When someone else posts a picture on Twitter, the public opinion field will explode. A bunch of people will curse again.
How are we Chinese..."
This is the truth. Chu Xuefei said: "Yes."
Jing Gao couldn't bear it anymore and retorted: "Teacher Shu, that's not what you said, right? The three of us standing here can see clearly that the one who took the lead in running the red light was not our domestic tourist group."
As a host, Shu Xiaoya has a more sincere personality, and the rich and famous people she has interviewed are better than Jing Gao, a kid from a rich family. She choked and said: "Then you can't just follow the red light..."
Jing Gao interrupted her directly and said forcefully: "I want to make two points. First, it is indeed wrong to run a red light. However, there are too many red lights here in Paris. Don't treat them differently, just criticize the Chinese.
Second, don’t blame everything on the country’s image. What’s wrong with Western media and public criticism? Haven’t you understood their attitude towards China over the years? We don’t need to please them. Do you understand?
I’m speaking from Professor Daikin’s point of view. It’s unrealistic not to let people scold you! It’s too overbearing. Why? I’m not as good as you, so I can just scold you a few times, right?”
Fu Ye and his two subordinates, who were not far behind Jing Gao, tried hard not to laugh out loud. This was said with humor and confidence. China's GDP is the second in the world, surpassing the next few combined. Isn't it true?
A word of qualification: I am better at it than you are?
Shu Xiaoya almost breathed out. Jing Gao not only refuted her point of view, but also pointed at her nose and scolded her. And she couldn't find words to refute for a while. When she saw the green light on the sidewalk, she immediately snorted,
Quickly cross the road.
Chu Xuefei was about to cry. Mr. Jing, please don't trick me. I've already held your arm and made it clear that we have a relationship with you. If Sister Shu puts on any small shoes for me on the stage, I will be dead.
She wanted to chase Shu Xiaoya, but her reason stopped her. In terms of strength, Mr. Jing must be the best! She is not stupid.
Jing Gao smiled and said: "Xiao Chu, cherish your life and stay away from the public."
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They broke up on the spot. Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei did not go to watch Chanel's fashion show with Shu Xiaoya. Instead, they wandered around the shops on the Champs Elysées and did some shopping. Jing Gao needed to take care of the beauties when he went back.
Gift.
He has this need. Of course, the most important thing is the gift for Weiwei.
The Champs Elysees is known as the most beautiful street in the world. It is one of the three most prosperous central streets in the world, with a total length of 1,800 meters. It starts from Place de la Concorde in the east and ends at Place de Gaulle in the west. It is located on the central axis of the Louvre Museum and the new Arc de Triomphe, also known as
Avenue of Triumph.
Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei drove Google Maps and scanned goods along the street. World-renowned luxury brands are gathered here.
"Ah..." Chu Xuefei originally accompanied Jing Gao to France to work as a translator. The original intention was to enhance their relationship. To be honest, she was at most envious of Sister Shu's elegant life: going to fashion shows. But she didn't want to accompany Jing Gao.
Shop here.
This experience is simply amazing. Especially when shopping at Jinggao, it’s really a shopping experience! If you like something, just buy it.
Chu Xuefei came out of the LV store carrying a large bag and a small bag. She couldn't help but give Jing Gao a big hug and shouted: "Mr. Jing, I love you!"
Even though these things were not bought for her, she really experienced the joy of shopping, which was completely different from the feeling she had when shopping in China before.
The light rain had not stopped yet. Jing Gao smiled and handed the paper bag in Chu Xuefei's hand to Fu Ye's two bodyguards. He had already called the hotel, called a car, and followed behind.
To place these clothes, leather shoes and other luxury goods.
"Classmate Xiao Chu, where are we now? Come on, accompany me to pick out two suitable gifts for you."
Chu Xuefei smiled sweetly and said coquettishly: "Thank you."
Jing Gao chose a set of Hermès summer shirts and trousers for Chu Xuefei, with a total price of about 8,000 euros, and a Cartier women's watch for her, with a price of nearly 50,000 euros.
I bought men's belts for Fu Ye and the others, about 500 euros, and gave them as gifts.
Then I bought pens and other items in Montblanc, and later returned to the hotel to give them to my colleagues Guan Yujia, Lin Xuanzhong and others.
We chose a Western restaurant for lunch and went to Tiffany in the afternoon to choose a bracelet for Weiwei. In fact, if Weiwei is willing to accept it, he can buy diamonds worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The key is that they are too expensive, and Weiwei's temperament probably won't.
need.
He thought carefully about the gift for her. At this stage, it was appropriate to give her a bracelet.
While walking around Tiffany's store, someone suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, Mr. Jing, what a coincidence?"
