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Chapter 1060 Zhang Fengxia's Pain
Early the next morning, as soon as Lu Feng had finished his breakfast, the manager of the lobby came over with a man in his thirties, and said to Lu Feng, "Mr. Lu, this is an interpreter for you. The salary is settled daily. A hundred francs."

Lu Feng looked at the man for a while, and the man also greeted him in English, saying that he knew the situation in Paris very well, and he could go anywhere he wanted.

"That's good, take me to a place first, on the street of Notre Dame." After Lu Feng finished speaking, the lobby manager left.

A few minutes later, the two went downstairs to stop a car and went straight to their destination!

Boulevard Notre Dame is the most famous street in Paris. There are many tourists coming and going, all of them are heading for this ancient art palace. There is a small stadium three kilometers away from here. This exposition will start here. Participate There are more than a thousand enterprises, and hundreds of new products are expected to be launched.

Lu Feng got out of the car and looked at the stadium in front of him. There were many tourists in the square taking pictures. Apparently, not many people knew that there would be a semiconductor expo held here the day after tomorrow. They cared more about the pictures taken by the cameraman they paid for. Is it good or not.

The translator looked at the scene in front of him and said in a low voice: "Boss, you said that a semiconductor expo will be held here?"

"That's right, let's go up and ask first to see if it's true." Lu Feng walked towards the gymnasium, which will open the day after tomorrow. It should be almost ready by now, and the staff are here.

"What is a semiconductor?" The translator asked a little puzzled.

"The core processor, you can simply understand it as the brain of the machine, what education do you have?" Lu Feng glanced at him.

"Undergraduate, double major in English and painting." The translator said quite complacently.

"Then do you know st?" Lu Feng asked casually.

"What is ST?"

"The largest semiconductor company in your country is about the same size as companies like Nokia/Siemens in Europe. It's just that this company doesn't have products, and it directly connects with end product companies." Lu Feng said casually.

The interpreter shrugged his shoulders, seemingly indifferent, and muttered casually: "This is the capital of art."

"If there is no cannon, industry, and core high-tech industries behind art, where would art be?" Lu Feng didn't want to talk to him about these useless things. When he walked to the entrance of the venue, he saw that the gate was closed, and there were a few rows of Flags, there are some flags of international associations. It seems that this is the biggest external publicity. At most, the mainstream media will mention it, and some ordinary people will stare at the mainstream media.

Many countries are whales on the bottom of the sea. They seem to have no strengths. When you really go deep into the industry, you will find that these grandchildren are very serious. They have all kinds of industries, but they don’t say it. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are engaged in art. .

"There is a window over there, it seems that someone is there." The translator pointed to an external window not far away.

Lu Feng walked over. It was a consultation window. A slightly plump woman in her thirties was sitting there. She looked at Lu Feng and said, "What's the matter? I'm going to get off work soon."

"Hello, I want to ask, is the Paris Semiconductor Expo held here?" Lu Feng asked her.

After listening to the translator, the woman nodded and said, "That's right, didn't you see the flag at the door?"

Lu Feng glanced at the invitation in his hand, and said to her: "That's right, the boss of our company received the invitation, but he couldn't come because of time, so he sent me to take a look, but the name on the invitation is not my name." name, can you help me with this matter?"

After hearing this, the woman stared at Lu Feng and looked at him. She didn't look like the kind of person who picked up an invitation letter on the side of the road, and said, "This expo is not open to the public. Only industry insiders who have received the invitation You are qualified to enter, does your company have a stamped authorization letter? Authorizes you to participate in this event."

"I can have this, but I didn't bring it with me. Is it convenient? It's not easy for me to fly here from England." Lu Feng hurriedly took out the wallet from his pocket, took out the prepared wallet and clipped it on the invitation letter. , handed it in through the window and said: "You are lucky!"

The woman wanted to prevaricate by saying that she was off work, but when she opened the invitation letter and saw the money inside, she raised her carefully drawn eyebrows, smiled on her face, and said to Lu Feng: "You are lucky to come here, we are here to solve the problem for you Yes, we must first confirm whether the person on this invitation letter is on the invite list, and then send an email to the invitee, I will go to our director, please wait a moment."

"Okay, fortunately!"

Lu Feng felt a little helpless standing outside after speaking. Didn't Xiao En say that it was very simple, so why contact him to check the truth.

In the past, the expos were all open to the public. There would be a list of media reporters, and it was easy to get in. This year’s expo is not open to the public, but the communication between companies is relatively strict.

Ten minutes later, a caucasian man in his fifties came out from the inside, he looked like a leader, walked in front of Lu Feng, and the woman just introduced him, "This is the director of our reception office."

"How did you get this invitation? It's an invitation letter from SK Transistor Company in Germany. This company is not big, so it only issued one invitation letter." The director stared at Lu Feng obviously doubting the origin of the invitation letter.

From what he said, Lu Feng could hear that Xiao En might have a leather bag company, and the other party knew it well, so he distributed one and it was in his hands.

"Our boss has something to do temporarily, so let me take a look. As the general manager of the company, I plan to get to know more companies and reach some cooperation at the expo this year." Lu Feng replied quite officially.

"Is that so? It's not easy to come here. Our expo is mainly to provide convenience and communication for the development of the industry, not to embarrass you. According to the regulations, this matter may not work." The director returned the invitation letter while talking. Lu Feng.

After hearing this, Lu Feng looked back at his translator and asked, "Are you sure what he said is according to the regulations?"

"The translation is correct!"

"Then I understand." Lu Feng came to his senses, took out all his money from his pocket, most of it was US dollars, estimated to be several thousand dollars, and put it in the invitation letter in front of them and handed it over , Said: "You are lucky, our small company, if this matter is not handled well, I am afraid that I will lose my job when I go back."

The director was also a straightforward person. He counted the money in front of Lu Feng, put it in his pocket, and said, "Understood. I'll change your name for you. Wait a minute."

After the two returned, the translator stood aside and smacked his lips, saying, "Sometimes I feel hopeless in this rotten world."

"When you have money, you will find that the world is different. We have no power to change the rules, we can only obey." Lu Feng lit a cigarette and turned to look at the tourists on the square, and stopped talking.

After waiting for almost an hour, the reception staff at the window came out and handed a new invitation letter to Lu Feng, but it changed Lu Feng's name on it.

"Okay, go back." Lu Feng looked at the invitation letter in his hand, feeling quite good.

Today's Paris is sunny, and there is a gust of wind blowing in the hot and dry air, which makes people not want to hide in the air-conditioned room. Zhang Fengxia has been here for two days, jet lag is reversed, and she just wanders around the streets every day with nothing to do.

She couldn't understand the words of the people around her, and everything around her seemed a little strange to her. Yesterday, there was a person promoting tour groups, but today, there was no one talking.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, walking alone on the busy street, looking for a store to buy an ice cream, just walked out of the door, a white man dressed in a slightly vicissitudes of life pointed at her with a camera in his hand and clicked the shutter.

The man stepped forward to show Zhang Fengxia the photo, chattering in French, expressing nothing more than that this photo is beautiful and artistic, if you want it, you can pay me a sum of money, if you don't want it, I will I kept it.

Looking at herself in the camera, Zhang Fengxia frowned, and said in English: "Please delete my photo."

"Nonono, money, give me money, you are beautiful." The man still praised Zhang Fengxia with simple words.

"I don't want it, you deleted the photo!" Zhang Fengxia scolded.

Seeing that they couldn't get any money, the men spread their hands and prepared to leave. These unsold photos would be packaged and sold to some magazines or other companies that needed the right to use the photos to earn some film money.

Before the man could leave, a woman in her thirties rushed up and chatted with the man, but the man had no choice but to throw the rubber sole into the trash can.

"Are you okay? These people often do this kind of thing, mainly for tourists." The woman said to Zhang Fengxia in fluent English.

"It's okay, thank you very much." Zhang Fengxia said politely: "I don't even know how to thank you, how about we have a meal together?"

The woman didn't hesitate, and nodded in agreement. Zhang Fengxia has been in this foreign country for the past few days, and she has an indescribable feeling in her heart. It's still those things, and she is still vacillating.

Now I finally met a man who could talk, and told all his stories at the dinner table. The woman opposite was eating, listening to this story, and said: "I don't think such a man is worth your nostalgia, you Should have a better life, in fact, men do not have a good thing."

"But now I can't let go. I feel like I'm being squeezed between two mountains. No matter how I go, it's all wrong. I don't want to be sorry for Miss Xiaoyan, but I can't go against the feelings deep in my heart. .” Zhang Fengxia picked up the wine glass and drank it down with a bit of distress.

"You have wasted all your wonderful youth here, and now everything is thanks to him, and you still have to wait for him in a strange city. This relationship is entirely due to you alone. I Let me tell you, all men are like this, men are the most disgusting creatures in this world, there is no one." The woman said viciously.

(End of this chapter)