Thirteen originally thought that as an envoy from the Great Celestial Empire, although he could not enjoy the same level of reception as the head of state, he could still catch up with Zheng He who traveled to the West, right? (Note: Zheng He is tj→_→)
However, after experiencing the nightmare of economy class on the plane, this fantasy of Thirteen has long since disappeared, but the reception does not have to be so simple, right? I just found a girl holding this card with two words "Thirteen" written on it.
What does word reception count for?
What is a little comforting is that the girl looks really good. She has a standard European pure white skin, but is more delicate and petite than Europeans. She is 165cm tall and has golden curly hair. She looks very fashionable.
In addition to height, bust size has also shrunk. Doesn’t it mean that the average bust size of European women should be C? This petite girl is only 32b when stretched to death, but this girl is better because of her blond hair, blue eyes and sweet smile, and she is no longer thirteen
I’m going to hold the receptionist accountable for cutting corners. Hirteen!” Thirteen walked up to the girl and introduced herself in English that she had been reading for a long time on the plane.
"Hello, Mr. Thirteen, actually I can speak Chinese. My Chinese name is Jing Chumei. It's our first time meeting you. Please take care of me." Jing Chumei accepted the sign and the smile on her face looked so sweet.
"Ah? You know what we said? It really scared me to death. I thought I was going to be a dull gourd." Thirteen felt her aura. She was no better than ordinary people. She didn't seem to be able to catch ghosts.
Practitioner.
"Mr. Thirteen, I understand Chinese but don't understand the dialect, so please don't tease me, okay?" Jing Chumei said, maintaining her sweet smile.
"Stop being pretentious, you will be my receptionist in France this time, right?" Thirteen quite liked his little receptionist.
"I made you laugh, please come with me." Jing Chumei took Shisan's luggage, took him to the parking lot, put his luggage in the trunk, and got in the car to act as Shisan's driver.
Thirteen was very adaptable to the enjoyment of having a beautiful driver, especially when the girl was sitting in the driver's seat and her flesh-colored garter stockings were exposed under her automatically shrinking skirt. Thirteen immediately made a note that she must let Lin Xi wear them when she goes back.
It’s really beautiful from this angle.
On the way to the hotel, Thirteen kept asking questions like Thirty-eight, and soon learned that Jing Chumei was only 2 years old and was still a college student, but she had already become an intern of the Holy Cross Legion.
It turns out that foreigners are also thieves. Not only did the Chinese come up with the temporary labor system, but the intern system they played is even more shameless, because all internships are voluntary and they don't even give half a cent of salary.
you.
I just can prepare a better recommendation report for you so that you can have better promotion opportunities when you join the Holy Cross Legion. This is the third month of Jing Chumei’s internship. Because she majors in foreign languages, the extra time is all there.
I did some work of translating foreign documents. I really didn’t expect that I would be qualified to do the job of receiving foreign guests.
Along the way, Jing Chumei always looked at the road and secretly glanced at Thirteen beside her. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak.
"Is there something dirty on my face?" Thirteen asked curiously.
"Mr. Thirteen, to be honest with you, before I came here, they told me that you were the champion of the latest annual skills training exercise of the Underworld Bureau, and it was the third time you had won this honor. I thought you would be more successful.
Stronger, older, and more arrogant. Our Holy Cross Legion also has similar competitions, and every winner is like this." Jing Chumei only felt that this champion from the East was too low-key and easy-going, and he
He keeps looking between his legs, but never reaches out to offend himself. He is really such a gentleman.
You must know that in France, a person with his status can easily break the unspoken rules when facing a low-level intern like her, and thousands of interns will be grateful for such an opportunity.
"Really? In our dynasty, strong people are very diverse, some are old and some are young. Strength depends on talent and brains, not who is older or who is more powerful.
And as the saying goes, Superman vomits after drinking too much, so he should act as low-key as possible. The specific reason will be discussed later in my room in the evening." Thirteen revealed his pervert's big tail.
"Hehe, Mr. Thirteen is such a good person. Well, I will definitely learn from him carefully." Jing Chumei's unsuspecting look and her sweet smile made Thirteen a little at a loss what to do.
Arrive at the hotel...Although everything in Paris is expensive, it is for receiving foreign guests after all, right? There is no need to find a place like this, right? A three-star apartment was converted into a hotel. The corridor was so narrow that the fat man sitting next to me this morning couldn't pass it.
It may get stuck. Isn't there someone from the fire department here to take care of it?
Even if the hotel is bad, the room is even worse. Not to mention, when you open the window, you don’t see the street view directly outside, but the fire escape in the side alley. There is also a shemale family living across the street who has not had sex reassignment surgery. As soon as the guy saw Thirteen, he immediately fell on his face.
The window sill cast a flirtatious look. Thirteen quickly locked the window and drew the curtains, refusing to open it again until his death.
"I'm really sorry. I also know that it's really shameful to arrange for you to live in such a room, but the financial situation in France is really not very good recently. The government has passed a bill to rob the rich, and those with an annual income of more than one million
The rich have to pay 40% personal income tax every year, and many rich people have fled to surrounding countries for political asylum.
A large part of the Holy Cross Legion's income comes from free donations from these wealthy people." Jing Chumei showed an embarrassed smile.
"It's okay, frugality is a virtue, I understand." Thirteen tried to act like he didn't care, "Can you tell me about your arrangements?"
"Because there is a meeting at the headquarters during the day, I can only go to the Logistics Department to claim the items given to you at night, so during the day, if you are willing, I can take you around outside. Although Paris, France
It’s not as long-lasting as the culture of the Celestial Dynasty, and it has many scenic spots worth seeing.” Jing Chumei finally quietly added, “And with our ID proofs, we don’t have to pay tickets or queue up wherever we go. This is the only privilege we have left.
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"Since you said so, let's go!" Thirteen has already taken out his SLR camera. He borrowed this from the princess before going out, vowing to take pictures of all the beauties passing by. Click! Thirteen first
I gave one to Jing Chumei.
Just when Thirteen was so frustrated that he wanted to live in a small cheap room, the stretched Rolls Royce carrying Zanchen drove into Clark Manor in the suburbs. This manor was transformed from a medieval castle and even had a moat.
and the suspension bridge, it is like a miniature city.
The vehicle stopped in front of the main door of the main hall. When Zanchen came down, he was already a little tipsy and had drank a little too much red wine. The male and female servants stood in two rows and came forward to greet them. Standard European palace etiquette was also adopted.
It's not something you can see everywhere.
"Mr. Zanchen, please follow me." Clark held the scepter and personally led Zanchen the way to the interior of the castle.
"The old guy knows how to enjoy himself. Even if he lives in a castle, he won't be afraid of rheumatic bone disease." Zanchen said sarcastically without hesitation.
"Mr. Zanchen laughs. Our generation has been here a long time ago, almost as old as Europe. The castle is the main business and cannot be discarded. Thanks to our Lord's blessing, our genes are different from those of ordinary people.
It's different, so you won't get the diseases of mortals." Clark showed off.
"Aren't you just vampires? Don't consider yourself arrogant. You are not considered advanced creatures. I can create things like you. It's just that zombies have no ability to communicate at all. Speaking of which, the smell of blood in this castle
It's really heavy. How many living people have you eaten?" In Zanchen's eyes, everything that considers itself high-end is not high-end, and everything worth showing off is rubbish. The story of vampires has been spreading across Europe for a long time.
, they were even filmed and presented to the audience in the form of idol dramas.
But in fact, the so-called vampires are just a group of people who have caused genetic mutations through secret techniques. They transform the human body into a structure that can absorb the spiritual power of others like monsters. They strengthen their own spiritual power and cultivation through blood-sucking, and obtain extraordinary achievements.
The power of people.
There is no way for real vampires to turn into bats, and they are not afraid of sunlight and garlic. Holy water cannot burn their skin, and crosses cannot stop their progress. But they can blow their hearts, brains, or burn them with fire.
The method can indeed kill them.
They have no way of turning someone into a clansman just by biting them. This is extremely unscientific. Transforming a human body into a vampire is a complicated process that requires the right time, place, people, and 90% luck.
It is normal for the person being transformed to die if he is not careful.
But once successful, vampires will also have extraordinary advantages, the most important of which is... immortality. Gaining the power of immortality by constantly sucking blood was once a power that countless emperors and nobles longed to possess. But for those who are
For a reformer, this power is a curse...
While walking, Clark was already swaying a little. When he was about to faint, a maid stepped forward to help him up.
"Thank you." Clark opened his bloodshot eyes and bit down on the maid's neck. The hot blood was quickly sucked into Clark's four fangs as if it had been plugged into a water pump.
Fingertips Love You Clark's chapped skin has regained its luster, and she feels like she has regressed from a 90-year-old to a 70-year-old. The beauty effect is absolutely world-class.
In just 10 seconds, the maid was turned into a mummy, and fell to the ground with a look of fear on her face. The male servants on the side were not surprised and quickly stepped forward to clean up the already extremely light mummy.
The mutation had just begun. Clark knelt on the ground and did not get any pleasure from eating. Instead, he twitched and roared in pain. This is the process of the body's immune system devouring foreign blood and evolving into its own blood. This purely physical process
The reaction brings unimaginable pain at the cellular level. Normal humans would suffer nerve rupture and die within thirty seconds of this kind of pain. However, vampires are a modified race, so they may survive the entire experience.
Clark's mutation tore up the carpet and rolled on the ground like a bug. The admiring ministers who were watching sighed, "Fortunately, I am an immortal whose soul has been transferred. The pain lasts a lifetime. Vampires, how pitiful they are."