Gu Xixi didn't have a good night's sleep in the Park Hyatt Hotel, and woke up early the next day. The curtains in the suite were drawn, not a ray of sunlight penetrated, and a dim light was on in the foyer.
Listening to the breathing of his mother Ji Shuya beside him, Gu Xixi turned over and went to get the mobile phone on the bedside table. When the screen turned on, he found that the time was 6:40 in the morning, and a WeChat message was displayed.
She used her fingerprint to unlock the lock. It was Brother Jing who sent her a message: Xixi, I'm going to bed first. The crisis is generally over, but you still need to stay vigilant to prevent the dog from jumping over the wall. You have breakfast in the hotel, call Junzi, and let her
I'll send a car to pick you up.
"Xixi, why are you awake so early? Go back to sleep!" Ji Shuya was struck by the light from her daughter's mobile phone and persuaded her in a daze.
Gu Xixi agreed and took another nap. After breakfast, she and her mother took a car back to the villa at No. 12 Rotan Street. It was already about nine o'clock in the morning.
A staff member greeted him with a smile, "Assistant Gu, are you back?" Then he said to Ji Shuya, "Hello, aunt!"
This is really easy to recognize. The appearance of mother and daughter Ji Shuya and Gu Xixi are very similar. Even if Gu Xixi doesn't introduce them, they will still recognize them.
"Oh, hello." Gu Xixi said hello and saw several French people sitting in the living room on the first floor, one of whom was Little Pinault and his black confidant David Lewis.
Obviously, little Pinault was waiting for Brother Jing to get up. Since when did Brother Jing have such prestige? The celebration banquet last night was just to celebrate Brother Jing being accepted by the rich men in Paris.
Gu Xixi led her mother to the living room on the second floor with suspicion. "Mom, sit here for a while. I'll go up and take a look." He walked up to the third floor softly.
It was quiet on the third floor. Sister Xiaowan and Qingshuang's bedroom doors were closed, which meant that they were taking a rest. The door of the master bedroom was covered, and when she opened the door and entered, she heard Jing Gao's breathing.
Gu Xixi couldn't help but walked forward and looked at Jing Qing's thin face, and a thousand words came to her heart. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked his neck, Adam's apple, chin, lips, and bridge of nose with her fingers.
Then he gently stretched his brows, hoping to engrave his face into his soul and never forget it.
She received a call from Brother Jing last night and learned that he had been shot. The worry that surged in her heart was that she would never see him again.
How could we forget the first time we met at Fudan University. At that time, she was only a sophomore student.
How could we forget to see the bright fireworks in the night sky on the "Phoenix" yacht! She nestled in his arms.
How could she forget the scene when she visited Suzhou this spring, with small bridges and flowing water in the ancient city, mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, white walls and black tiles, and she and he were walking among them, it was the lingering wind and rain.
Jing Gao was sleeping very lightly. He felt someone sitting next to him. He struggled a few times and woke up slowly. Then he saw Gu Xixi's flawless and beautiful face. He stretched out his hand naturally.
He stroked her face and shouted: "Xixi."
Gu Xixi smiled, leaned over to hug Jing Gao, pressed her face against his, and said softly: "Brother Jing, I didn't sleep well last night because I was worried about you. Brother Jing, I'm leaving.
What happened after that?"
Listening to her series of words, Jing Gao smiled slightly, asked her to adjust her position, hugged her, and talked about what happened last night.
There is a sense of leisure, silence and leisure after tension in the air
Jing Gao didn't get up until nearly 11 a.m., and first went to the second floor to briefly say hello to Ji Shuya, Gu Xixi's mother, "Auntie, if you need anything, just tell them."
Ji Shuya was a little embarrassed to see Jing Gao again. She made a bit of a fuss yesterday. According to Lao Gu, if you embarrass Jing Gao, you will face terrible retaliation! There are really not many people in the country who dare to do such a thing.
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At the same time, she also felt that Jing Gao was a little embarrassed when facing her. She probably asked about when he would marry Xixi, so he said, "You go and do your work first. I have nothing to do here."
Jing Gao smiled and nodded, then went to the first floor to meet and talk with Pino.
Andre Griffin and Arthur Lagardère, Arnault's confidants who Dong Youwei "entertained", have left. They did not meet with Pinault. Dong Youwei stayed up all night and went to rest.
Gu Xixi participated in this meeting as an assistant, along with translator Jing Shufeng.
The meeting took place in a transparent room on the east side of the first floor. A subordinate employee came in to make tea. Jing Gao extended his hand and invited: "Mr. Pinault, please have tea."
Little Pino smiled and said: "Mr. Jing, it seems that you have recovered from last night's incident! I will bring you the explanation I promised you yesterday to repair our friendship."
Jing Gao made a gesture with a calm expression.
He was actually in a good mood. First, he had just been upstairs with Xixi for almost two hours. They hugged and talked together, and the time passed quickly. Second, he had learned from Bernard Arnault, Arthur
-Lagardère gained a lot from both sides.
However, he had a "falling out" with Pinocchio on the phone yesterday. Even if he was in a very good mood, he couldn't just pretend to be.
Little Pino coughed and said: "Mr. Jing, I have found out that the person behind the plan to shoot you last night was Louis Froude, the Minister of Territorial Integration and Local Liaison."
Jing Gao nodded calmly, "I know."
Little Pino laughed dryly, not surprised that Jing Gao knew this name, and then said: "Mr. Jing, I have consulted my friend Jim Rothschild. It is difficult to enter the financial industry in France.
It's easy to say simple.
The Rothschild family is a veteran banker. The three of us can initiate the establishment of a bank, with me as the chairman of the bank's board of directors. The Rothschild family will hold 30% of the equity, I will hold 60%, and you will hold 10%.
However, the two of us are signing a legally binding supplementary agreement, and I will transfer 50% of the equity and income to you. I will give up the position of chairman of the bank's board of directors when you find a suitable candidate."
Jing Gao smiled noncommittally, picked up the tea cup and drank tea.
Little Pino suddenly felt confident and said: "Mr. Jing, I am very sorry about what happened last night. To compensate for your loss, I plan to give you two gifts. Kering Group has acquired the German sports brand Puma. I can use the market to
The price is to transfer 5% of Puma shares to you, allowing you to occupy a director seat in the Puma Group. In addition, these are the originals of some agreements signed by Connie, and I will give her to you as a gift."
As he spoke, he made a gesture.
David Lewis took out a folder from the briefcase at hand, walked to Jing Gao, bent down, and handed it to Jing Gao with both hands.
Jing Gao didn't look at the so-called "agreement". He knew what it roughly contained. He handed it to Gu Xixi directly and said: "
Mr. Pinault, the shareholding ratio of the new bank is roughly based on what you said, and the final shareholding structure needs to be adjusted. I only plan to hold 2% of the shares on the surface. Oh, have you chosen the name of the bank?"
This newly rebranded bank will also obtain the qualifications of an investment bank in the future, and will use the face of a French bank to dominate European stock markets, and even the U.S. stock market. The lower the proportion of its shares in it, the better.
However, this does not mean that he will give up control. He will use the method of the Japanese consortium to penetrate his influence into the bank and control the bank.
Little Pino laughed and said with a hint of flattery: "Of course you have to confirm this, Mr. Jing."
Jing Gao laughed and said, "Then I will think about a good name. I will arrange the sale of LVMH Group's shares to you as soon as possible." After saying that, he stood up and said, "Mr. Pinault, we have a happy cooperation!"
“A pleasure to work with!”
Just when Jing Gao saw off Little Pino and his entourage and were about to go to the second floor for lunch, he received a call from Tang Jinxue, the leader of French Chinese businessmen, "Mr. Jing, how about lunch. Didn't I disturb you?"
Jing Gao turned around and walked upstairs, saying casually: "Oh, Mr. Tang, hello. No, no. Is there something wrong?"
He was still worried about how to chat with Gu Xixi's mother Ji Shuya when he saw her later. In addition, he considered going to the embassy in the afternoon to say thank you. Yesterday, thanks to Ambassador Wu and Counselor Wu.
Also, he had to think about where he and his team would go next. He had a vague feeling that after meeting Little Pinault, he should consider disappearing in Paris for a while.
Just keep a low profile completely, let the subsequent punishments be implemented one by one, and not let people think of him.
Tang Jinxue said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, you are powerful in Europe and have become the pride of us Chinese. I wonder if you have time to come to my house for a meal recently?"
Jing Gao smiled inwardly. Last night, Little Pino held a celebration banquet, but Mr. Tang did not come. Instead, a French Chinese businessman named Chu Yunfei appeared in front of him. The meaning of this was very obvious.
This old guy had probably seen how ruthless the French capitalists were, and thought he might not survive last night, so he didn't come to celebrate him. Now, seeing that he was fine and the situation was stable, he climbed up the pole and climbed over.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang. I have something to do recently. Let's wait for another day!" Jing Gao refused neatly and walked into the restaurant.