How Did I Become a God

There are road signs all over the street, and none of the words on them are recognized by Jing Gaoneng. Not only is he dumb English, but he has degraded so many years after graduation. Not to mention, here is France. The signpost is in French.

The light rain kept pattering, and at the intersection where Jinggao didn't know the location, pedestrians hurried on the street. A bicycle swiftly passed by, splashing water.

On the opposite side of the intersection, there was a tour group with about 30 people coming off the bus, all wearing red caps issued by the travel agency. Very eye-catching.

The tour guide holding the small blue flag is yelling, "Pay attention to everything, pay attention to it, take your personal valuables, don't leave it in the car. Backpack your backpack and put it in front. Take care of your children, the elderly..."

For a time, the scene was extremely lively, breaking the silence on the road, and it seemed a bit eye-catching.

Holding a small pink umbrella, Shu Xiaoya pushed her flat-frame glasses, shook her head, and said with emotion: "The quality of Chinese people really needs to be improved. They yelled like this and lost more than just their faces. It even smears the image of the country. When you go out, it represents not only one person, but also China."

I go! Jing Gao almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. This familiar and well-known accent! It's all special in 2016, and he really didn't expect that he would still meet one in real life.

If Jing Gao is now in college, he would be ashamed. WTF? That law stipulates that you can't shout in the street? Haha, in a free country, even the freedom to talk to friends loudly is gone?

Moreover, does this have a relationship with quality? When people from that country get together to travel, are they quiet on the street? That's making a horror movie!

Moreover, how did it involve discrediting the motherland? The people of the motherland cannot be represented as you want. The image of the motherland does not mean that you can smear it if you want to smear it! The image of a country is only related to its strength and propaganda, right?

The Yankees have been fighting and killing people all over the world these years. Don't you people use eagle sauce as a beacon?

Read more books! After World War II, Americans became very wealthy, traveling around the world, calling friends wherever they went, shopping and spending. It's exactly the same as today's Chinese. The locals are both loving and unhappy.

Similarly, after the Japanese economy took off in the 1980s, they claimed to be able to buy the United States. The Japanese people also traveled around the world, and wherever they went, they were still exactly the same as the Chinese today.

understand? This is the commonality of human beings.

Amplify certain behaviors of individuals, and then draw a conclusion: Chinese are not good, ugly Chinese. This is what the husband knows.

Now, they are all adults, and Jing Gao is not interested in being Shu Xiaoya's father and teaching her the principles of life.

Chu Xuefei originally wanted to echo the two sentences, but seeing Jing Gao's obvious disdainful smile, she quietly stuck her tongue out, looked at the buildings on both sides of the road, pretending not to hear Sister Shu's emotion.

At this time, the red light on the sidewalk has not disappeared. Seeing that there are no vehicles on both sides of the road, the flow of people is surging. The tour group followed the flow of people across the road.

Shu Xiaoya frowned immediately and said to Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei: "Let's wait a minute. These people are really embarrassed and thrown abroad. When they turned back, others posted a picture on Twitter, and the public opinion field was about to burst. There were a bunch of people scolding. How do we Chinese..."

This is the truth. Chu Xuefei said, "Yes."

Jing Gao couldn't help it anymore, and retorted: "Mr. Shu, isn't that what you said? The three of us stood here to see clearly. It is not our domestic tourist group who took the lead in running the red light."

As the host, Shu Xiaoya has a real personality, and the wealthy and celebrities she has interviewed are better than those from the rich family like Jing Gao. She choked: "Then you can't follow the red light..."

Jing Gao interrupted her directly and said forcefully: "I'll make two points. First, it's really wrong to run a red light. However, there are too many red lights here in Paris. Don't treat them differently, only criticize the Chinese.

Second, don't talk about the image of the country in everything. What happened to the Western media and public opinion? Haven't they understood their attitude towards China in recent years? We don't need to please them. Understand?

I will talk about the personal views of Professor Daikin. It is unrealistic not to let people scold you! Too overbearing. why? I'm not as good as you, so I can always scold you, right? "

Fu Ye and his two subordinates, who were not far behind Jing Gao, held back hard and didn't laugh. These words are humorous with confidence. China's GDP is second in the world, surpassing the sum of the latter. Don’t you have the right to say: I’m better than you guys?

Shu Xiaoya almost didn't come out in one breath. Jing Gao not only refuted her point of view, but also pointed to her nose to curse. And she couldn't find a rebuttal for a while. Seeing the green light on the sidewalk, he immediately snorted and crossed the road quickly.

Chu Xuefei almost cried. Mr. Jing, don't cheat me. I have taken your arm to show my relationship with you. Sister Shu casually wears a pair of shoes for me in the stage, and I'm all done. She wanted to chase Shu Xiaoya, but reason stopped her footsteps. If you really want to talk about strength, it must be Mr. Jing Qiang! She is not stupid.

Jing Gao chuckled and said, "Little Chu, cherish life and stay away from public knowledge."

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Tore their faces on the spot, Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei never went to watch Chanel's costume show with Shu Xiaoya. Instead, wandering around the shops on the Champs Elysées, shopping by the way. Jing Gao needs to bring gifts to the confidantes when he goes back.

He has this need. Of course, the most important one is a gift to Weiwei.

The Champs Elysées is known as the most beautiful street in the world and is one of the three most prosperous central streets in the world, with a total length of 1,800 meters. From the Place de la Concorde in the east, to the Place de Gaulle in the west. Located on the central axis of the Louvre and the New Arc de Triomphe, it is also known as the Avenue of Triumph.

Jing Gao and Chu Xuefei drove Google Maps and scanned the goods along the street. Here gathers world-renowned luxury brands.

"Ah..." Chu Xuefei originally accompanied Jing Gao to France as an interpreter~www.ltnovel.com~ The original intention was to enhance feelings. To be honest, she envied the elegant life of Sister Shu at best: going to a fashion show. But I don't want to accompany Jing Gao to shop here.

This experience is simply amazing. Especially Jinggao shopping, it's really a scandal! If you see it right, just buy it.

Chu Xuefei came out of the lv shop with big and small bags, and couldn't help but give Jing Gao a big hug, shouting: "Manager Jing, I love you!"

Even though these things were not bought for her, she really experienced the joy of shopping, which was completely different from the feeling of shopping in China before.

The light rain didn't stop, Jing Gao smiled and gave the paper bag in Chu Xuefei's hand to Fu Ye's two bodyguards. He had already called the hotel and called a car to come and follow behind for special use. Come to place these luxury items such as clothes and leather shoes.

"Student Xiao Chu, where does this go? Let's go, and accompany me to pick two suitable gifts for you."

Chu Xuefei smiled but said coquettishly, "Thank you."

Jing Gao chose a set of Hermès summer shirts and trousers for Chu Xuefei, priced at a total of about 8,000 euros, and then selected her a Cartier women's watch, priced at nearly 50,000 euros.

I bought men's belts for Fu Ye and the others, about 500 Euros, and gave them to them.

Then buy pens and other items in Montblanc, and then return to the hotel to give them to fellow colleagues Guan Yujia, Lin Xiaozhong and others.

I chose a western restaurant for dinner at noon, and went to Tiffany in the afternoon to choose a bracelet for Weiwei. In fact, if Weiwei is willing to accept it, he can buy diamonds worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The key is that it is too expensive, and most of them won't want Weiwei's temperament.

He had thought about the gift to her, and at this stage, it was just right to give her a bracelet.

While walking around in Tiffany's shop, someone suddenly asked in surprise: "Hi, Mr. Jing, what a coincidence?"