Wall Street Legend

   Chapter 152 Paris (33)

   “Honestly, the paint makes your jeans look so pretty, I would have thought they were the same if you hadn’t mentioned it yourself.”

Meeting Miss Maxi again, she was still so beautiful, which made Ye Dongqing feel much happier. Originally, after dealing with the acquisition of Skype, she should have returned to New York directly. It was precisely because she wanted to meet her that she made a special detour. Come to Paris.

  The weather is fine. People have already changed out of their winter clothes. It is past noon, and the bright sun is shining on this romantic and ancient city. The hotel is not far from the Eiffel Tower, and you can see it from the balcony now.

In fact, it’s the same thing during the day, and it’s beautiful when the lights are on at night. You can see a lot of green plants by the window. The French like to plant brightly colored flowers by the window. Compared with the American way of life, their life Undoubtedly, it is more emotional, and it is estimated that this is the reason why many Americans choose to settle in European cities mainly in Paris and London for a long time.

  Maxi was just laughing after hearing this, and just a few minutes after the two met, she was telling Ye Dongqing: "I was shocked when I heard the news that you came to Paris, and I thought it was a prank or something.

But when you said you were going to Rome to discuss business, I thought it might be possible. I just went to Rome for a trip last year, and it was pretty good there, but I still like it more. My hometown is too small, and there is no place like Paris. big city. "

"It's true, it's more beautiful here. The Colosseum and other classics are not interesting at all. It's suitable to take a photo outside and then go. After I'm done with the company, I look around there, and then I think I'll come anyway. Why wait until you go to New York, so I flew directly to Paris, I hope I didn't bother you."

  Ye Dongqing opened a bottle of red wine while talking. She is not a sommelier, so she was too lazy to sober up or something, so she just poured two small glasses.

"No, my recent courses are very free. I don't like theoretical things very much, so I often practice in the studio by myself. I originally planned to go to New York to travel to New York after finishing my recent part-time job. Now all my plans have been disrupted. .

   So are you sure you want to drink red wine at this point? I don't want to show a drunk on the streets of Paris, so what about this one. "

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not addicted to alcohol, but I feel sorry for the scenery in the distance if I don't drink anything." Ye Dongqing joked, then changed the subject and asked her: "What part-time job? Could it be that a person who owns one-fifth of an Atlanta The rich daughter of Tees Hotel still needs to earn living expenses by herself?"

  With old friends in the Bahamas, this kind of words will not cause Miss Marcie to be ridiculed.

  She replied with a smile: “I’m painting a bar mural with my classmates, there are three in total, 1,400 euros, I can get half of it, and it can be finished tomorrow.

  My father gave me a lot of money, which I used to use, but not long after I entered college, I felt that I should experience the life of ordinary people, which happened to be able to support myself. I mean eating, shopping and so on. This kind of life is more interesting. "

"Ordinary people try their best to have wealth like your family, and you choose to go back to them, it's interesting, isn't it, it's not as interesting as you imagined, for example, when I was poor last year, I could only live in a little bit big , In a very dilapidated house, a good life has become the most important meaning for me to continue to make money.

As a member of Wall Street vampires, if you want to manage money, maybe I can give you some investment advice, such as buying Apple or Amazon stocks, and then holding them for a long time. After about ten or fifteen years, you will Thank me. "

  Drinking the red wine, Ye Dongqing lay on the balcony and looked into the small courtyard of the hotel. He knew very well that a girl like Ma Xi didn't need to experience the sufferings of life, just enjoy the life she wanted.

"I know, so no matter how much I study, I won't really be like a normal person, unless I cut off my relationship with my parents, and then donate all the money in the account, not even the house my father bought for me live."

   "These are not enough, you have to stay away from me, otherwise I will buy all the best things for you, and it will still be a great life by then."

  Marci smiled happily. She was no longer a little girl who didn't understand anything. A man ran all the way to Paris to find her. She didn't think it was really just for that little friendship.

   Said to Ye Dongqing: "It seems that someone has eaten honey recently, I remember when you were in Paradise Island, you couldn't talk sweetly, like these French people..."

   I really only drank half a cup, and then I walked out to look around.

  Her bodyguards couldn't help but feel that Ye Dongqing was a difficult little guy, and even felt a little disgusting, so they chased him all the way to France.

  There was no bodyguard last time, but this time I brought two bodyguards here. I checked the details before and didn't think anything about it, but they didn't know that Ye Dongqing's worth more than doubled in such a short period of time.

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  Paris' architecture is world-famous, and it brings together a variety of styles. Even after hundreds of years of baptism, it still makes people feel exquisite.

Ye Dongqing didn't know about these things, but Miss Maxi knew that she was a relatively qualified little tour guide, and she could always tell him something interesting, such as the Eiffel Tower. I didn't know that someone jumped from it to try out a parachute. died.

  Finding topics for each other, being together is never boring. This is the case in the Bahamas, and it is the same now. Time flies. The two came to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts in the evening, and Marci was going to let him see her oil paintings.

For oil painting art, there was a relatively unified aesthetic standard in the Renaissance, but it gradually changed, such as Fauvism, abstraction represented by Picasso, etc. Those oil paintings looked like a madman on oil canvas. Scribbling, even if you give kindergarten children a drawing board, they can tinker with a similar work, and it is more important to know who will hype than the ability.

On the way there, he was mentally prepared. He had never seen Miss Marci's work before, which gave him plenty of room for imagination, and it was still not so good. He could only hope that it would not be too bad, otherwise The next time I hear her talk about oil painting, Ye Dongqing may not be able to help but laugh out loud, that would ruin the impression too much.

So far, Marci has no blemishes in his mind. When passing through the exquisite buildings, he even considered how to persuade her to change careers in a tactful and harmless way if he thought it was not good. This problem troubled him all over. More than ten minutes, until I walked into a small studio and saw a few works hanging on the wall...

  (end of this chapter)