Overnight Rich Family: This president, I ate

The window is bright and brilliant.Bathed in the beautiful halo of the morning, the Eiffel Tower welcomes onlookers from all over the world.

Lin Wutong's phone was almost off the hook by the film crew.

Lin Wutong pressed the answer button tremblingly.

"￥%￥...%...amp;%%!" There was a lot of English in Perak Bala. Even if Lin Wutong passed the English test, she couldn't digest such an extremely fast speaking speed.So much so that she said multiple "pardonme" in a row.

"Misslin, please look carefully at the time now! (Miss Lin, please look carefully at the time now!)" George seldom called her "misslin" directly, and calling her directly like this indicated that he was really angry now.

Lin Wutong glanced at the time in the corner of the phone, screamed and almost covered his mouth.

"12:00am"

She fell asleep all of a sudden.

"and you are now in what place! the hotel can't find you! do you know that the crew can't find you, you are the default! (And where are you now?! You can't be found in the hotel at all! Do you know that you are in breach of contract if the camera crew waits for you!)"

"iamsorry!" Lin Wutong hurriedly said n "sorry" to the phone, while getting up to find his clothes.

There was a knock on the door of the guest room, and there was a strange Chinese pronunciation from outside: "Miss Hua, are you awake now?"

Lin Wutong put down the phone and returned: "Yes."

So the door of the room was pushed open, and a French woman in hotel customer service clothes came in pushing a dining table.

"Miss, this is the breakfast that mr. The packaging bag was placed in front of Lin Wutong.

"This is the new clothes that Dior sent over this morning." Of course the clothes were for her to wear, and the French woman put the clothes on the bed beside her for her.

The phone in Lin Wutong's hand hadn't been turned off yet, so George's standard British English cursing tone quickly rang through the air.

Lin Wutong was a little embarrassed.

The French woman continued to use her somewhat weird Chinese to say: "The gentleman asked us to leave this to you. If you need it, you can call him on the number above."

Lin Wutong looked at the platinum card. Besides the number, there was a row of French letters on it.

Lin Wutong took the clothes to the bathroom to change, came out to eat something, and then ran towards the set.

The filming didn't come to an end until the afternoon.

She stared at the platinum card, and George on the side also glanced at it: "Oh! #"

Lin Wutong glanced at him, his speech speed was too fast, Lin Wutong only heard a bunch of garbled characters.

He slowly slowed down his speech, and Lin Wutong could hear what he meant clearly.

It turned out that he said that this card was a VIP card for casinos in Monaco, but obviously there was no name on the card, so it was a higher-level business card than a VIP card.

"How did you get this card?" George asked.

Lin Wutong looked up at him, only shook his head.

"This thing is obviously owned by managers and directors. That is to say, Lin, you know someone who runs a casino in Monaco." Then George became excited, "Oh my god, Lin, next time I go to the casino, you Let your friend take care of me."

When the people around heard the Monaco casino, they all gathered around and asked.

In the film crew, a young assistant who just came in didn't understand the situation, so he asked casually: "What is Monaco?"

The men around looked at her like lizards.

A younger boy returned: "That is where the world's richest people gather, and there is the world's top Formula 1 racing track, and you can hardly see Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Ferrari, Lotus, and Rolls-Royce cars there. They are everywhere. There are also luxury yachts in hotels and harbors..." He paused at this point, "Have you seen "007", right?"

The young girl was already a little terrified by what he said, and she nodded immediately when he asked.

The boy said: "The super casino scene in "007" was taken in Monaco. The casino there is a paradise for gambling."

Someone also saw the platinum card in Lin Wutong's hand, and Lin Wutong pinched it in his hand in a panic.

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in the hotel.

Lin Wutong looked at the phone for a long time, and then finally pressed the number on it to make a call.

After the call was connected, there was an extremely quiet voice over there. It should be in a very quiet environment, so that his voice was very clear, and he asked, "Hello?"

Lin Wutong grabbed the bed sheet next to him and said, "Yes, I." There was a little knot.

"Hmm." His voice was soft and clear as if he had no emotion, "What's the matter?" Still a little alienated.

"No~ well, I just wanted to ask when you will go back, my commercial will be finished shooting tomorrow—" Before she finished speaking, the person over there asked, "Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"No." Lin Wutong replied, just wanted to ask when you will go back, maybe I can be with you, maybe it is impossible to sit in the same cabin, but it is possible to be on the same plane on the same flight.

"You should buy more things when you arrive in France. You can write down what you want, and I will ask my assistant to buy it for you."

If Lin Wutong was in front of him, he would have waved his hands, but then he thought that Liu Sisi asked her to bring some essential oil back, so he paused and said, "I want to buy some essential oil."

"it is good."

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What Lin Wutong didn't expect was that to buy some essential oils, a person drove her to Provence, the origin of the best essential oils in the world.

The lavender fields swaying in the wind are so beautiful in the bright sunshine.

A man led her into a shop with simple decoration. There were many small flowers on the outside wall of the shop. When she walked into the shop, there was music flowing like water.

The man who looked a little bit of mixed race spoke to the proprietress of the shop for a while, Lin Wutong couldn't understand the French pronunciation.

Then the plump proprietress in French-style printing and dyeing came towards her with a smile and said a few words, but Lin Wutong didn't understand.

The mixed-race man said: "Here is the most complete essential oil in Provence, you can pick whatever you want." After speaking, he bowed, turned around and went out to wait quietly outside the shop.

The French woman stood by and looked at her with a quiet smile, and then said in English: "Ishenotyourboyfriend? (Is he not your boyfriend?)"

"no."

"so.quot; The French woman smiled knowingly, and then said, "what do you want for properties of essential oils. ican introduce you. (I can help you choose what kind of essential oil you want.) "lavender roses and sunflowers (lavender roses and sunflowers)"

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The essential oil was packed in a very delicate box. When Lin Wutong walked out the door, he suddenly heard the proprietress behind him say: "etc. (wait)"

She spoke French, but Lin Wutong's pause was about what she meant.

"Thisis aprovencepeople, we will give her agift. ihopeyoulike. iwishyoutoplayhappilyinlove. (This is everyone who comes to Provence, we will give her a gift. Hope you like it. I hope you have a good time in the land of love."

It was a simple brooch with an extremely simple style. In the middle of the brooch was a small purple flower, which was lavender carved out of the "crystal".

The flower language of lavender is to wait for love.

The proprietress has the gentlest smile of a French woman in Provence: "this is the gift of love. (This is a gift of love) wish you have a good time inprovence (I wish you a good journey in Provence.)" The proprietress approached her ear happily.

In Provence, the air is full of the slightly spicy aroma of lavender and the wonderful smell of green grass scorched by the sun.

"Miss Hua, if you need it, we can also buy a bottle or two of the red wine here. The quality of the red wine here is very high."

In the end, Lin Wutong got into the car and returned to the center of Paris with two boxes of premium essential oils and two bottles of red wine.

"Hua Rong, our return ticket is booked the day after tomorrow." The film crew told her.

Because she was leaving, George was full of reluctance: "You can wait a little longer, I can take you to many beautiful places in Paris."

Lin Wutong glanced at him: "You take me to all the bars in Paris, right?"

George spread his hands: "Of course not, you haven't been to the Arc de Triomphe, the Louvre, or the Opera House yet? It's a pity to leave like this."

His assistant next to him interjected: "He hasn't asked you to introduce the big boss of the casino to him yet, so he doesn't want you to go."

Assistant, you are telling the truth.

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That night, Lin Wutong couldn't hold back and still called, but he didn't know if he would hear his impatient tone.

It was still an extremely quiet environment, his voice was unusually clear, Lin Wutong thanked him, and suddenly asked: "What are you doing?"

There seemed to be a little silence on the other side, and then said: "Fencing."

Fortunately, Lin Wutong understands, Lin Wutong still likes the dazzling Olympic events every four years, and will sit on the sofa with a pillow in his arms to watch.

"Is it a foil? A saber? Or an epee?"

There seemed to be a slight smile on the other side, and said: "It's nothing, just the most primitive French fencing."

"Oh~" Lin Wutong actually didn't understand.

"As long as you click on the opponent's body, no matter what part you are on, you will win." The opponent explained.

"Oh."

On the other side, in a quiet and empty room.

The walls of the room are carved with the most beautiful patterns, and the high beams and columns support the huge dome of the room.

A tall French man took off his helmet and put it beside him, then looked at the person who was answering the phone with a slight smile.

He pretended to talk to him, but was immediately stopped by a gesture from him, and moved his body, listening to the content on the phone more seriously.As if that call was extremely important.

Lin Wutong said: "I may fly the day after tomorrow, thank you very much this time in France." She seemed to be remembering something again, she closed her mouth and did not speak.

"When did you take the plane?" Lin Wutong asked again.

Ji Fanli on the other end said: "It will take some time, I haven't finished my business in France yet."

"Oh." Anyway, I never thought that I could be on the same flight with him, Lin Wutong was not very disappointed.

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