Counterattack 1988

Chapter 970 Encounter

Sister Lin and Li Wenjuan returned to the hotel first.

Li Wenjuan chatted with Sister Lin, saying that her brother-in-law would not be entangled by beautiful women when he went to the bar, right?
Sister Lin giggled and said, didn't you let him experience it?The beauties in Paris are very open, and Wang Lin is so handsome, it is possible to be entangled by several women.

Li Wenjuan said dejectedly, how can I do that? After returning home, my sister must not scold me to death?
Sister Lin asked, did your sister ask you to supervise your brother-in-law?

Li Wenjuan even said no.

Sister Lin said, do you trust your brother-in-law?Maybe he just went to the bar for a drink and a show?
Li Wenjuan said that I trust my brother-in-law, he will not mess around outside.And asked what performances are good in the bar?
Sister Lin said that it was nothing more than beautiful women in cool clothes twisting their waists and dancing.

Li Wenjuan said that's terrible, isn't that seducing a man to turn bad?
Sister Lin smiled and said that there are temptations everywhere in this world. If a man wants to turn bad, he doesn't need a woman to seduce him at all.A rich man like your brother-in-law can turn bad anytime he wants.

The two chatted with each other.

Bai Lan and the others wrote the summary in the room. They are employees and dare not be as casual as Sister Lin and Li Wenjuan. What an honor it is for them to come to Paris on a business trip with them?Everything will be done according to Wang Lin's orders.

Wang Lin ordered everyone to write an after-view review every day.

The time came to half past ten in the evening.

Wang Lin and Uncle Zhong still haven't come back.

Li Wenjuan couldn't sit still anymore, pouted her small mouth, and said angrily: "He won't be really fascinated by the beautiful models in Paris, will he?"

Sister Lin giggled and said, "Okay, don't think about it, let him be cool all night! Let's also write the summary and then go to bed."

"One night? You mean, he won't be back tonight?"

"possible."

"..."

"Wenjuan, for the stability of your brother-in-law and your sister's family, don't talk nonsense about what happened here after you go home. It's not good for your sister."

"I know." Li Wenjuan entered the room sullenly.

At the moment, the rooftop bar is located on the top floor of the Baswi department store in the avant-garde Marais district of Paris.

This century-old department store is just opposite the Paris City Hall. On the rooftop, you can see the Eiffel Tower in the distance.This is one of Paris' bourgeois bars in summer with an unrivaled view.

Strong drumbeats, loud crowds, sexy and sexy women and young crazy men.Even sitting in the corner is full of clinking glasses and uncontrollable howling.

It's past ten o'clock at night, people who like nightlife, this time is the beginning of their wonderful life, there are many people in the bar today, all kinds of seductive girls in the middle of the dance floor are constantly playing with the loud disco music , frantically shaking his body, the white body is particularly eye-catching in the flickering lights, and the long hair is swinging back and forth from left to right.Suddenly, an ambiguous atmosphere enveloped the entire bar.

When Wang Lin and Uncle Zhong came to the bar, they met some people dancing in the frantic crowd amidst the flickering lights and blurred music, some people sitting leisurely in front of the bar watching the bar tender play with wine bottles, some noisy, lonely, excited and low-key people. Powerful helpless people.The wine bottle is between the left hand and the right hand, swimming obediently, bouncing up and down, docile and hypocritical.

But Wang Lin and Uncle Zhong, sitting in an inconspicuous corner, did not scoff at the hustle and bustle of capitalism in front of them, nor were they excited or envious, on the contrary they were a little indifferent.

On the opposite side of the bar, a middle-aged woman and a young man were rubbing each other's ears, and the man gently hugged the woman's slender waist.This has to make people sigh, when time has deprived many women of their youthful appearance and colorful figure, they have given her the still graceful divine power extra graciously.

The people who come to this bar to consume are said to be relatively high-end.The so-called class refers to the kind with a lot of cards, a lot of money, and a lot of lovers.

Suddenly remembered that sentence, the higher the class, the lower the class.

The night view of the bar was so eerie that it made people's eyes blur. Then Wang Lin couldn't help but wonder, if he was ten years older, would he also be obsessed with this feeling?The feeling of dripping thinly and shallowly into a wine glass filled with colorful liquids, slowly sinking.

Gothic buildings painted with thick milky white, flashing neon lights, the bartender swaying quietly, mixing a glass of colorful cocktails very elegantly, white doves piercing the sky, and the sound of fluttering wings Breaking through the clouds suddenly.

Following the white pigeon, Wang Lin turned his face inadvertently, and saw a woman with her legs crossed sitting in the same dim corner beside her. Surprisingly, there was a book beside this woman.

A gust of wind blew over from a certain corner, blowing a yellowed book on the blue and white tablecloth. There was no cover or back cover, and Wang Lin couldn't understand the French on it.

The woman seemed to sense Wang Lin's gaze, and smiled at him.

Wang Lin picked up his wine glass and greeted her.

The girl also picked up the cup, clinked with him in the air, and took a sip gracefully.

This is a Caucasian woman with an angelic face and a devilish figure, with long and slender legs, without stockings, shining bright white under the neon lights.The slender waist seems to be able to embrace with two palms.The most fascinating thing is her delicate and flawless beautiful face, which gives people a stunning look.

Wang Lin felt that her face was very familiar.

Sophie Marceau?

Seems to be right?
After all, Wang Lin has only seen the appearance of this goddess in movies.

And the appearance of many stars in life is very different in some movies.

This year's Sophie Marceau, in her 20s, was the best youth in her life.

However, this year's Sophie Marceau is not particularly famous.

Sophie Marceau became popular in the mid-to-late 90s.

Especially after starring in "Braveheart" in 1995, starring in the love movie "Anna Karenina" in 1997, and starring in the action-adventure movie "1999: Black Sun Crisis" in 007, her fame , is really the world's attention.

And her sexiness and style, coupled with a romantic French accent, have also amazed Hollywood ever since.

It is entirely possible for a movie artist to come to Paris Fashion Week.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the bar for a while, I would meet Sophie Marceau by chance.

The charm of a beautiful woman is unstoppable, even if she is not very famous now, she can still attract the attention of many men.

For a while, several gentlemen or snarky men came over, wanting to strike up a conversation with the woman, but she coldly rejected them all, as if she came here just to win the attention of men, and did not I don't want to have any real contact with men.

The atmosphere of the bar is of course suitable for all kinds of in-depth exchanges between men and women.

The people who come here, whether they are men or women, have somewhat of an idea of ​​wanting to meet the opposite sex.

The behavior of this woman confuses the man who came to strike up a conversation. Since you don't want to strike up a conversation, why come here and sit?

Wang Lin was also accosted by several women who looked like monsters.

These women seem to be out looking for excitement or money.

In front of Wang Lin was a bottle of high-end Remy Martin Louis XIII, which sold for more than [-] yuan in this bar.

Brandy is graded according to barrel storage time.The production standard of Remy Martin is higher than the standard stipulated in the production decree of the cognac producing area, and the aging period of more than 50 years is called Louis XIII.

A bottle of this kind of wine on the table is enough to show that the owner of the table is very wealthy, and it will naturally arouse the interest of women.

Of course Wang Lin couldn't arouse any interest in them.

He is a man who has seen the world, surrounded by clouds of beauties, he will not easily become interested in those prostitutes.

Wang Lin came to the bar just to feel the atmosphere of Paris night life.

Occasional luxury is also a kind of relaxation.

Uncle Zhong asked with a smile: "Mr. Wang, there are so many beautiful women, don't you have any eyes?"

Wang Lindao: "What about you? Don't want to find one?"

Uncle Zhong shook his head slowly: "I don't need a woman."

Wang Lin nodded, expressing his understanding.

Suddenly a gust of fragrant wind hit the face.

The woman next to her walked over gracefully, sat down beside Wang Lin, and put her empty wine glass on the table.

"Hey!" She greeted Wang Lin.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, picked up the wine bottle, filled her glass with a glass of wine, and said in not-so-fluent French, "Please."

"Thank you." The woman spoke English. She could tell that Wang Lin was from the East, and that she spoke French so-so. She was just taking care of her language habits.

She picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and asked Wang Lin, "Are you Japanese or Korean?"

"No, I'm Chinese."

"It's rare to see Chinese people."

"There will be more in the future."

"Are all Chinese as handsome as you?"

"Are all French women as beautiful as you?"

The two smiled at each other.

Wang Lin asked, "What book are you reading?"

"No, this book is not for reading," the woman said honestly, "I just use reading to reject other men's approach."

Wang Lin laughed.

The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became.

Women also came to participate in the fashion week. They talked with Wang Lin about clothing and fashion, and also about the differences between Eastern and Western cultures.

Wang Lin talked eloquently, with witty remarks, and often said some insightful words.

The woman speaks elegantly, with a fresh tone and a superb temperament, unlike ordinary women.

They met by chance, and Wang Lin didn't ask her her name, where she came from, or what she did.

She also didn't ask Wang Lin too much personal information, the two only talked about Fengyue, regardless of other things.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, but there are more and more people in the bar.

There are many kinds of bars in Paris. There is an emotional bar dedicated to nightlife, which is full of beauty and violence.There are also clear bars and party bars, as well as music bars and restaurant bars.

The bar like Wang Lin's is very high-end, and the quality of the men and women is relatively high. If you fail to strike up a conversation, you can just walk away and look for the next target without getting too entangled.

But there were still two men who were jealous of a bar girl and fought, attracting a group of onlookers.

Those two men were both very strong, and you punched and kicked each other.

Wang Lin was very surprised, there were security guards in the bar here, but those security guards only watched and did not come to try to persuade the fight.

Do they think that this kind of fight can enliven the atmosphere of the bar, drive business and popularity?
The onlookers shouted loudly, and some clapped vigorously, for fear that the other party might not have hit hard enough.

"Don't you like violence?" the woman asked Wang Lin.

"Violence is a blind beast, but it is not a good medicine for the world. But violence is the midwife of every new society. Violence itself is an economic force. In the clamor of violence, the voice of law is too weak. Because, When geniality fails, violence can be used. There is no other way to simplify a complex life than violence."

"So you approve of violence?"

"Violence is only a means to solve problems, it is a process. Modern civilization is also born out of violence. I do not approve of violence, but when there is no other way, only violence can solve it."

"Shall we go?" The woman looked at her watch, "It's getting late."

"Shall we go together?" Wang Lin smiled.

"You don't want to go with me? Then I will go with you?" The woman's eyes became blurred.

In a bar in Paris, if two people see each other right, a night of romance seems to be a matter of course.

Wang Lin is not Liu Xiahui, nor is he a Taoist.

A moralist can be compared to a kind of superficially innocent and ascetic, who can’t see the vitality of all living beings, but in fact he is not a good person, just like the Claude in "Notre Dame de Paris", who clearly covets the gypsy girl Ace Melada, seduced by her beauty, is fascinated, but she pretends to be aloof and blames other people's love.The sanctimonious man is not as holy as the ugly Quasimodo.

The woman in front of him really attracted Wang Lin.

She has clear and melancholy eyes, a head of beautiful long black straight hair, a delicate face and a sweet smile, plus a tall and plump figure, she is always so eye-catching in the crowd, she can attract others' eyes at the first sight, and she is overwhelmed There are countless beings.

Her innocence, sensuality, elegance and independence make her the eternal love of French men.

Sophie's appearance is quite unique, she doesn't look like a pure French. She feels that her facial features are almost of Asian blood. She has straight black hair and a classical temperament when she smiles. The audience likes it.

In particular, her eyes are as clear as a lake, but with an impenetrable confusion and melancholy. Her elegance and beauty have deeply attracted a large number of movie fans.Also because of the affectionate kiss in "The First Kiss", Sophie was called the "French Kiss" by the French.

Now, such a beautiful goddess actually sent an invitation to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin seemed to have no reason to refuse.

With a woman like Sophie, even if it's just for one night, she can leave a memorable moment in the limited life, right?

Sophie has a straightforward personality and always smiles like a flower. She said that the most important thing for a woman is elegance. She said that she does not need marriage, but happiness.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed to the invitation from the French goddess.

(End of this chapter)