On both sides of the Seine, the banks of the Seine are lined with French-style buildings, feathery white clouds floating under the clear blue sky, and the water surface is shimmering with soft waves. A young woman with black hair and black eyes walked along the Seine to the door of a brown-walled house and knocked lightly. A young man's voice came from inside, "Please come in." ”

She walked into the spacious studio. "You're here?" said Orenz as he painted, and he didn't look up.

Watching him sketch in the room, she bent □ and asked, "What are you going to paint this time?"

He raised his eyes, glanced at her, and began to sketch, "I'm preparing to conceive a series of works called 'Galaxy'. ”

"It may take a long time to complete the entire series of paintings. ”

Su Xiaoqi has seen his sketches, very detailed outlines, and there will be a sense of sacredness and piety when he puts pen to paper, sometimes just a sketch work, he will spend more than a dozen hours to complete it.

Looking at such works, it seems that a feeling rises from the bottom of my heart, and the painter is creating with his own life, so these paintings come to life.

Her stray footsteps stopped in front of an easel, and above it was a feminine noblewoman, her expression serene, beautiful, and elegant. Those who see this painting will involuntarily stop, and wherever their eyes touch, they will be infected by the vitality that shines through the paper.

"This piece is for you. At some point, Orenz stopped his paintbrush and turned to her.

"For me?" she looked at the painting, "she's beautiful, serene, there's an elegant and solemn beauty, was it really given to me?"

"Yes. ”

She smiled back, "Thank you, I'm glad to receive such a piece." ”

After Su Xiaoqi came out, she looked at the watch on her wrist, it was half past one in the afternoon, walking on the new bridge, she was holding the painting in her hand and preparing to frame it, when she suddenly heard a deafening and strong whistling sound passing by-

Subconsciously dodging, the first reaction was to protect the painting with her arms, the two cars chased each other and brushed by, and her body was unbalanced and fell on the road.

When she rolled to the side, she turned her face sideways and looked at the painting, which was great!

A man's hand picked up the painting beside her, and she froze for a moment, looking at the tall, black figure blocking the sunlight. She squinted slightly, and from the silhouette in front of her, she could tell that a young man in a beige suit was standing in front of her.

This is a young man who looks very elegant and handsome from any angle, and he holds the painting in his left hand, and has no intention of returning it to her, holding the painting and commenting: "This is a good work, and it is no wonder that you should protect it in this way." ”

He only glanced at it and understood the painting, "This painting is a bold and innovative technique based on a part of the Italian painter Mazzolini, in which the elegant and charming goddess from the fifteenth century is Flora, with Tuscany in the background below." ”

Tuscany, she remembers that it was the central region of Italy, known as the "capital of luxury".

The young man in the beige suit turned to the side and said to her, "Miss, can you stand up?" A few locks of dark sea in front of his forehead brushed his eyes, as if the morning sun was shining through the fog, the bridge of his nose was erect, and his lips were perfectly sexy.

She was stunned for a moment, reacted, and replied, "It's okay." ”

The young man stretched out his arms and bent down to pull her up.

Su Xiaoqi patted the dust on her body with her hand and said, "Well, thank you." Then he asked, "Tuscany, you say?"

The young man looked at her and hooked a smile from the corner of his lips, "Tuscany is a magical land with aristocratic fashion, medieval stately towers, and the magnificence of Renaissance architecture. ”

"Bathed in the Tuscan sun, the countryside of olives and vineyards is rustic and pure...... There is the former capital of Italy, Florence - the capital of flowers, firenze, etymology comes from flora, that is, the god of flowers. ”

She raised her head and asked, "Are you familiar with Italy?"

The young man lowered his long, curly eyelashes, "That's where I'm from." As he spoke, he returned the painting in his hand to her.

She was taken aback by holding the painting in both hands, "Are you Italian?" No wonder I looked at his eyes and thought it was a little special, and a little familiar, they were a pair of Mediterranean eyes.

His eyes were as deep as mist, and there was a misty smile that could draw a person's gaze. If you hadn't seen too much Alan, the person in front of you would have been accidentally sucked into those eyes, right?

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and said: "I grew up in France, and my father mentioned that when he was a child, he followed his grandfather to escape the war, and there were some famous paintings at home, and my grandfather hid them in the bunker in order to protect this batch of masterpieces. ”

The young man paused and said slowly: "It was the time of the world war, and the plane came and dropped the bomb...... They watched as not even a single fragment of the centuries-old paintings remained, and he stood alone by the river and cried for a long time. ”

"That's a really sad thing. She couldn't help but ask.

The young man lowered his eyes and stood in front of her: "I was surprised to see you desperately protecting this painting and almost hurting yourself. ”

They stand on the Seine River, and there are quite a few cafes nearby. On a sunny day, the café extends from the inside to the aisle, where many French people sit and drink coffee, quietly enjoying the sun and watching the passers-by, and the passers-by also admire the people on the other side of the road, and occasionally smile in return.

He turned his head and said, "Why don't we sit down and have a drink?"

"Good. She accepted the mention.

Su Xiaoqi was studying literature and art history, and there was a kind of excitement about meeting an opponent, this young man seemed to know a lot, and it would never be cold to talk to him.

So they went to a café by the Seine, sat down for a cup of coffee, and chatted freely.

She was fond of French and Italian culture, and his knowledge was comparable to that of a professional, and the two talked very closely, from Flaubert to Hugo, from Monet to Picasso.

The interest was high, but suddenly I caught a glimpse of the sky was getting late. "To my house, or to yours?" he asked, turning his head politely.

She reacted and was taken aback, "Go to your house...... What are you doing at your house?"

The young man's deep Mediterranean eyes looked at her, "You don't know?" a slurred smile tugged at the corners of his lips, "This is France." ”

Su Xiaoqi has been immersed in her homework for the past few years, and she hasn't thought about it at all. In France, a man and a woman meet during the day, meet for coffee together, and as long as they have a good impression of each other, they can spend a good night together at night.

The two of them drank coffee until it was late, and in terms of French men and women, in the eyes of the other party, she agreed to go home with others at night.

"I'm sorry, I can't go to your house, I still have some business...... Went first. Su Xiaoqi bowed her head and apologized to the young man with a little embarrassment, then picked up the painting and ran away quickly.

Su Xiaoqi ran all the way to the street, she got on a bus, sat in the car and let out a long breath. The two talked for so long, they didn't ask each other's names at all, and now they don't know what each other's names are.

Su Xiaoqi admitted in her heart that she had a good impression of the man just now, but like a French man and woman drinking a cup of coffee together, you can be intimate to that kind of Cheng Dù, and accept incompetence.

For Su Xiaoqi, who is still Chinese psychologically, her emotions are subtle, although she has been in Italy for so long, she has devoted herself to art history and has not learned Italian romance at all.

With his past experience, he was able to deal with some ill-intentioned people, but he felt a little overwhelmed by both French and Italian romance, so he had to get up from the young man and leave.

Su Xiaoqi got up from her seat, and after hurriedly leaving, the young man sat opposite, first blinked and looked at her leaving figure curiously, remembering the wolf bèi when she left, and then the young man laughed lowly, this should be the first time, right? I didn't expect that he could scare the girl away.

The corners of his mouth curled, this wasn't a Cinderella story, was it? The young man slowly walked over to his white sports car, where he was going to find the shoe?

In a place like France, it is the first time to meet this kind of girl, the corners of the young man's lips are curled, is it like this for a girl who grew up in Italy?

It was not the first time he had met her, the last time by the Seine, this girl sat in the café next to him with a young man, he thought it was a young Chinese schoolgirl, but he did not expect her to come up with a sum of money to finance the painter, and also talked about Italy.

He raised his head and glanced at her faintly, digging in the middle of the sea of people and funding an artist, it takes a certain amount of eyesight, and the family has done the same thing.

Seeing her desperately protecting the painting today, it did catch his attention, and over the years there have been many women around him who have approached him in different ways, and he has long been familiar with the methods of women. I suddenly had a bit of fun in my heart, was it a chance encounter with this girl, or was it a well-planned director?

So, I came over to say hello to her.

She saw that the young man was very knowledgeable and well-behaved, and thought that it was okay to chat, so she began to talk to him.

The two got along and really fell in love. chatted until nightfall, Su Xiaoqi reacted that such a relationship would be misunderstood in France, and ran away in embarrassment.

Seeing this, the young man smiled, and he didn't care, he opened the door, got into the white sports car, and held the steering wheel—did the other man want to get away with it, or did it really happen?

On the bustling streets of Manhattan, New York, skyscrapers soar into the sky, and a black Rolls-Royce is driving low-key towards the airport amid the bustling traffic of pedestrians and traffic.

A handsome young man sitting in a limousine opened the text folder, and the plan book had more than a dozen pages of materials spread out on the saddle armchair. He has risen a lot in the past few years, and he is already a young man, and at first glance, he is handsome like a teenager.

The young man looked at the information in his hand, and his light blue eyes were slightly blocked by the golden broken hair on his forehead.

When he read the text, he was so quiet that there was no sound, and he turned a page of material in his hand, and the blonde hair with the most top-notch color in natural light fell down the tips of his ears and the back of his head, and scattered on the young man's graceful white neck. Although the young man in the limousine had a very mild temperament, the entourage did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

The young man's fine hair fell down in front of his forehead, and the man next to him felt that at this moment, the color of the blonde hair was supreme and beautiful to the extreme, coupled with his appearance was quite extraordinary, indifferent temperament, rare in the world, the man seemed to be facing a magnificent and magnificent work, and the person in front of him was the most beautiful light in nature.

The blond-haired man asked softly respectfully, "Young Master Egbert?"

The boy sat in the car with his fingers crossed on his chin. The matter he is dealing with now is the North American investment plan that William was responsible for, which included a project.

"Undo it, this project doesn't make any sense anymore. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and it was foreseeable that William would be angry like a great badger bear that had been stepped on by its tail.

If there's something in it, it's clear when you check it. At that time, two excellent scientists were lost for this project, and there is no progress to this day, which can be described as a failed project.

"Yes, young master. The accompanying assistant immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed it out, saying, "Mr. Franks, the young master wants you to cancel the investment plan of Sohu Company in North America, yes, implement it immediately." ”

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and suddenly the brakes were urgent. "What's wrong?" the boy asked, looking up.

"I'm sorry, Master Egbert, the road ahead is blocked by a car. Said the driver on the Rolls-Royce.

The blonde man sitting next to him said to Allen, "Young master, I'll go down and take a look." The man opened the car door and walked down, his figure was similar to Allen, just closed the car door, the man suddenly fell to the ground, the bullet slashed through the body, forming a bullet mark -

A black car stopped behind, and Fermi, the security assistant, got out of the car to check the surrounding situation, and immediately took out his mobile phone and said: "The security personnel will arrive at the scene immediately and block all areas......"

The young man put down the text in his hand, and his gaze swept away lightly.

Fifteen minutes later, Fermi walked up to the black Rolls-Royce, and he swore in his heart that he would catch the sniper, and that Young Master Egbert was an important candidate for family management, and that someone would dare to assassinate him in a blatant manner.

The window of the car slowly lowered a little, and Fermi leaned over and said, "Young Master Eggbert, it was my dereliction of duty that the gunman fled the scene just now!"

Fermi said with a solemn face: "You have been adjusted to the highest security level before this trip, and the other party chose this time to start because he had no fear, and the young master changed his itinerary plan." ”

The lips of the young man sitting in the car seat slowly pulled out a sarcastic arc, and the other party finally couldn't help but make a move?

The boy said lightly: "Fermi, you inform the uebee team, Davis will contact you later, call up all the monitoring and travel information in this area, you investigate the inerfo personnel who have entered the New York City in the last month, what should you do next, you know?"

"Yes, young master. Fermi said.

"Young Master, do you need to change your itinerary to France now?" asked the accompanying assistant.

"No change required. ”

Now I am no longer the teenager I was back then.

The game has just begun.

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