Overnight Rich Family: This president, I ate

I didn't expect to receive an endorsement for a luxury advertisement, but the film crew will rush to Paris, France for on-site shooting, so Lin Wutong is entangled.

In the private room, Liu Sisi pointed to Lin Wutong and said, "You are stupid, that is Paris, France, where all kinds of top brand stores in the world are located, and you can smell the smell of money when you go shopping on the Champs Elysees Avenue." Weier. Honey, what are you hesitating about?" With her career booming, Liu Sisi became as bright and talkative as before.

Lin Wutong held the wine glass in his hand, but he couldn't tell her about the child at home. Basically, no one knew about it.

With her current status, she simply does not allow anyone to know about having a child. Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, she, a second- and third-rate star, will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of public opinion, and her career will plummet because of it.

So Lin Wutong called Liu Hongyi: "Hello? Ah Yi, I'm going to Paris to shoot an advertisement in these two days, that, can I bring you Zhenzhen and the baby? I'm going there not long ago, about a week Time will come back."

Liu Hongyi’s voice on the phone was a bit noisy, probably because he was working in the company, but at this time, Liu Hongyi was indeed in the office room, he was holding the mobile phone with one shoulder, and both hands were still typing on the computer in front of him quickly, listening Hearing Lin Wutong's voice, he stopped his hands for a moment, and then replied: "Okay."

"Then I'll send them over tomorrow. Ah, by the way, don't use a locomotive to send them to school in the future. They will have a school bus to pick them up. He will be responsible for sending them to school. Thank you."

"Need not."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Hongyi stared at the computer screen in front of him for a long time before putting his finger on the computer keyboard and getting busy again.

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Paris is one of the four major cities in the world. Just like Liu Sisi said, you can smell money whenever you walk along the Champs Elysees Avenue.

However, when he first set foot in this central city of France, what shocked Lin Wutong the most was not the casual foreigners wandering on the streets or the famous brand cars, but the beautiful buildings. .

The architecture of Paris is famous for its Gothic style. There are round arches, towering spires, and colorful stained glass. Walking on those streets, you feel as if you are in a European medieval court. same as in.

Lin Wutong chose to shoot the advertisement on the section of the road leading to the Arc de Triomphe on the Champs Elysees.

Behind the gray castle-like buildings, Lin Wutong is sitting on a large box, her hair is dyed dark yellow in a large curl above her head, revealing her cheeks with heavy makeup, her lips are bright red, and her 12cm high heels support her Her slender legs were spread out in an inverted "V" shape. She supported her chin with one hand, her eyes were looking forward, and her body leaned forward, as if she was about to run at any moment.

The cameraman took pictures of her from the side, and Lin Wutong in the camera showed a strong magnificence.

"Perfect!" The foreign photographer sighed again and again, "this is a very flexible actor! (This is a very flexible actor)"

"Youstarttoherisnotsatisfactory. (You are not satisfied with her at first)" his photography assistant said to him.

"That'sright! theactresslookstoosmall.sheisnotfittobeamodel! (That's not wrong, this actress is too petite, she is not suitable as a model.)" The foreign photographer explained, "butshe'sperfectnow. (But she is perfect.)"

The gothic architecture combined with Lin Wutong's dark and oppressive makeup perfectly expresses the characteristics of the products she endorses.

After an afternoon of shooting, the film crew called it a day, Lin Wutong took off his makeup and came out, the foreign photographer looked at Lin Wutong in amazement again.

"Youareso..." He tried to find the word among a bunch of words, and finally settled on "ordinary"-ordinary.

"You are so ordinary." Lin Wutong understood what he meant, with black lines all over his face.Although he only went to high school, Lin Wutong's grades at that time were excellent, and his English was not much different from the CET-[-] in college, and he could understand the words of foreigners.

However, what the foreign photographer George wants to express is not this. The facial features of the Chinese people are too plain to them, and there is not much difference between anyone and everyone. Impact, and now it seems so ordinary.

Poor George, his poor English vocabulary, which lacks emotional undertones, doesn't seem to help him express what's on his mind.

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It is a rare time to come to France, and the entourage of the film crew all suggested to go shopping.

Everyone has different opinions. Men want to go to the famous dance hall and nightclub Moulin Rouge, while women want to go to the famous brand shop on the Champs Elysees.

Finally asked Lin Wutong for his opinion, Lin Wutong thought about it for a while, and decided to go to the Moulin Rouge with those men.

On the roof is a long, large impeller with red light flashing, neon lights are flashing around, and guests are entering the venue one after another. This is the nightclub Moulin Rouge that attracts countless people from all over the world.

Lin Wutong followed George and the others in, and when he was still walking to the door, he heard George, an Englishman, exclaim: "oh! oh! oh!"

Lin Wutong squinted at him and said, "Isn't this your first time here?"

George replied solemnly under the light: "No matter how many times you come here, this place screams!" Of course he spoke English.

Lin Wutong did not refute.

Already on stage, dancers in feather sequins were slowly coming up, their upper bodies mostly bare, their legs straight and their smiles wide.

The music sounded frantically, and the dancer on the stage began to twist her hips happily, her slender and strong thighs were raised high, straight to the ceiling where the chandelier was hung.

Among them, a woman with the most beautiful appearance slowly walked to the front, and then men with white gloves, top hats and black tuxedos came up from all around.

They surrounded her to the front like the stars, and their hands moved around her like a simulation, as if they were stroking her body, and the woman made a seductive expression as if she was being caressed.

She walked slowly to the front step by step with the music, still wiggling her hips cheerfully under the cheers of the male guests around.

The men around seemed to be induced by her, screaming frantically.

Then she continued to walk forward slowly, step by step, until she stopped in front of a man who was drinking in his hand.

She put her hands on the man's shoulders, walked slowly around the man, and then put her cheek close to the man's lips, and her lips slowly slid across the man's lips, seductively, and her eyes were also seductive.

She looked at the man, then turned sideways, and slowly moved away from him as if reluctantly.

There are boos and whistles all around.

In this voice, the finger that seemed to be about to leave was grabbed by a slender and beautiful hand. The man pulled her back with a slight smile, hooked the waist of the pretty girl with one hand under the blurred light, and bent over. He lowered his head and printed a beautiful kiss on her lips.

Lin Wutong looked at this scene, so beautiful and beautiful, but she couldn't speak.

That person is - Ji Fanli who should never appear here in the first place, should still be in G City.

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George shouted loudly: "Linlin! Look, Orientals, Orientals like you!" Of course he still spoke English.

"Oh, oh, he is so handsome! No wonder women love him!" He was referring to the good-looking foreign woman, but in fact he himself was not bad looking, but Ji Fanli was really good-looking Yes, even Westerners who look the same to Easterners think he is good-looking.

Lin Wutong just stood behind the crowd and watched him quietly, watching him tactfully drink the wine in his glass and socialize with the dancing girls calmly.

Lin Wutong stood up and wanted to go outside, but George behind him grabbed his wrist and asked, "Lin, where are you going?"

Lin Wutong wanted to break free from his hand, and replied: "I'll go out for a walk!"

"Oh, no, the show is not over yet! There are more exciting things to come, and you should stay and watch."

As a result, during the struggle with him, he overturned all the wine glasses in the tray of the waiter who came to deliver the wine to the ground. Seeing that the situation was a bit serious, George loosened his grip on Lin Wutong, but Lin Wutong was forced to It was too big, and she fell backwards with inertia, and all the wine bottles and glasses placed on the glass table behind were swept to the ground by her body, and she was lying on top of those broken wine glasses and wine bottles, with liquid flowing under her body.

The noise alarmed the security at the door, and someone came in immediately to check what was going on, thinking that someone was making trouble.

George didn't expect things to turn out like this, he walked over a few steps, and apologized to help Lin Wutong up: "Lin, I'm so sorry."

He said so, but before his hand touched Lin Wutong, he was gently pushed away by a person next to him.

George glanced at him, and it turned out to be the man who was flirting with the pretty dancer just now.

Ji Fanli helped Lin Wutong who was lying on the ground up, patted her on the back lightly, then stuck to her lower back, lowered her head and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

He looked and sounded like he was filled with endless concern.

Lin Wutong looked up at him and shook his head.

"Go out, I'll take you to change your clothes, your clothes are all wet."

In his silver sports car, the roof of the car was pulled up, Lin Wutong huddled on the seat, changing the clothes he brought out from the shop.He stood outside the window and waited for her.

Lin Wutong changed his clothes and got off from the other side of the car, walked up to him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ji Fanli put his hands in the bag on the side of his trousers, and leaned slightly against the sports car behind him. This appearance made him look very elegant.The outline of the face is too delicate, under the blurred light at night, it looks like a divine sacrifice coming out of the halo, noble and inaccessible, mysterious and beautiful.

He glanced at her and said, "A friend's fashion show is going on, and he invited me over."

Lin Wutong nodded, looked around, and said: "It's getting late, I'm leaving first." Originally, he wanted to say "Thank you for your clothes", but he turned around and left without saying a word.

"Do you know the road here?" the person behind asked.

"I can call a taxi." Lin Wutong lowered his head and returned without looking back.

"This is France." The man behind grabbed his arm, "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

Lin Wutong slowly but resolutely opened his hand with one hand, and then walked forward still resolutely.

The whole person was hugged by one arm, and her small body was completely wrapped in his arms. At night in Paris, it was a strange street where no one knew them.

Lin Wutong was fully hugged by the people behind, he pressed against her ear, and said with a soft smile: "I'm angry. But what are you angry about?"

Lin Wutong clenched his teeth tightly, and he was still pulling his arms around his own with his hands. He only felt that this person was good or bad.

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The tone will be more cheerful later, I wish you a happy reading.