0399 You're Hurt, I Just Have Medicine!
A heartfelt smile appeared on his face as he looked at the portrait of John Hoblum, the first governor of the Bank of England, on the pink bill in his hand.
From the time I received the evening overtime notice in the afternoon to the unpleasantness ten seconds ago, it all came to naught.
This tip is almost equivalent to ten days' salary.
"Oh, Sir, you are so generous, it's a pity that the pound can't be used in Paris (whisper), but it doesn't matter, I'll exchange it myself, you don't have to worry about me, please, please, please, please go this way." ”
Karoud's service attitude has risen three notches directly, and this is the second time he has been so enthusiastic in his career, the first time being on his first day on the job.
The first time Wu Qian saw Karude, he felt that this person exuded strong negative energy, and he should have suppressed great resentment in his heart.
Is it to worry about his bad attitude and the official complaint of the tower, or to use other methods to meet his needs and ensure that the good mood at the moment is not destroyed?
The latter, of course!
How could Wu Qian have the leisure and time to discuss the issue of service attitude with an attendant who led the way, it would be too cautious.
This attendant was just "a little wounded", and Wu Qian happened to have "medicine".
Money is a good medicine, and it easily heals the wounds left by overtime in Karude's heart.
When you have money, you will find that the whole world revolves around you.
Is the world revolving around you?
The world revolves around wealth, and you happen to have it!
Wu Qian and the others followed Karud and went all the way up from the exclusive elevator.
Wu Qian's servants reluctantly followed the restaurant's service staff and took the restaurant's elevator down the tower.
Although the boss didn't take them to the top of the tower in the end, for the eight of them, the experience of tonight was also very precious.
In fact, it is also to blame the servants for being timid, but whoever has the courage to show their desire to climb the tower to view the scenery, their boss will definitely not refuse, they do not know their boss well enough, and they are very easy-going people.
Two cars, one up and one down.
As the height of the upward car climbs, the change of air pressure follows, looking at the change of the scenery outside the elevator, Wu Qian really feels the magnificence of this pure steel building.
Countless towers made of steel and iron bones give goosebumps to people with dense phobia, but such a building is now a work of art.
Thinking back to the time when Eiffel handed over the drawings of the Eiffel Tower, he was opposed by the whole of France, it can be seen that art is always ahead of its time, and if it can be appreciated and understood by the contemporary, it may not be called art......
After a while, the elevator reached the top of the tower.
The elevator that Wu Qian and others took was a low-speed ladder, and the climbing speed was only about one meter per second, and it took three minutes to climb from 58 meters to 300 meters.
During the time when the elevator was climbing, Karoud made many introductions to Wu Qian diligently, and he felt that his saliva was about to dry, but it didn't matter.
When Wu Qian and his party stepped out of the elevator, Karude smiled brightly, took out a key from his pocket, and said mysteriously: "Sir, the watchtower is a viewing facility for ordinary tourists, you are obviously not an ordinary tourist, I will take you over there ......"
As he spoke, Caroud pointed not far away, and continued: "I hope you enjoy the midnight view of Paris in the apartment over there." ”
Even if Karud didn't say it, Wu Qian had already seen that there was a closed space not far from the watchtower, and Karud explained that he hadn't thought much about it before, thinking it was just a dispatch console, a console or some functional building, but he didn't expect it to be an apartment.
"Apartment?" Wu Qian asked a little puzzled.
David glanced at Rosalind in some surprise, what does that mean, didn't you tell the boss?
Rosalind pursed her lips and chuckled, waving her hand vaguely, she naturally knew these little secrets of the Eiffel Tower, but she kept this easter egg for the boss to find out for herself, so interesting, looking at the boss's current expression, she knew that she must be very curious.
"What does this pervert care about every day......
Fang Nanqi naturally didn't know Rosalind's plan, she was very surprised why Wu Qian had so little knowledge, and what was she usually paying attention to?
Sheng Yihuan saw Wu Qian's stunned and confused expression, smiled lightly, and took the initiative to explain to him.
"Wu Qian, this apartment has a lot of origins. ”
After designing the Eiffel Tower, Gustandve Eiffel gave himself a small gift, which is the tallest apartment building in Paris, where Gustave Eiffel is said to have done meteorological research. ”
Karud didn't speak Chinese, but he estimated that someone was explaining to the generous boss in front of him, so he didn't say much, just quietly led the way.
After listening to Sheng Yihuan's explanation, Wu Qian looked suddenly and said with a smile: "Those big artists are very skinny." ”
In the early days, the apartment was closed to the public, but now it is open to tourists, but the number of people it receives each day is extremely limited, and it is difficult for ordinary tourists to see the real thing.
Countless celebrities and the rich want to buy this tallest apartment in Paris, but no matter how much money they give the French government, the French government does not nod, which is absolutely not for sale, just like the "Mona Lisa's Smile" in the Louvre.
Squeak.
Carud pushed the apartment door open and stepped in to turn on the tungsten light.
Wu Qian stood at the door, the old industrial atmosphere of the early last century came to his face, as if he had returned to the era of the steam engine in an instant!
Wu Qian walked into the apartment gently, he was not looking at history, but stepping on history, deeply afraid that he would accidentally destroy this history.
The apartment is not big, only two rooms.
It can be seen that the decoration style of a hundred years ago is still maintained, many of the furnishings are items used by Eiffel back then, the old-fashioned but delicate striped flower wallpaper is covered with traces of time, and the tables, chairs, coffee tables, and photo frames are all old and full of the taste of time.
In the main room, about the golden section, there is a faded grand piano, and on the coffee table is a gramophone that is too old to know the year.
Everything is the same as when Gustave Eiffel lived in this apartment.
"I ...... !"
Wu Qian sighed that it is not appropriate to say "" at this time, and it will seem out of style.
To be sure, the view here is not as good as the 360-degree view of the watchtower, because in the apartment, you can only see the view of Paris through the windows on all sides, but here, you can taste the charm that the watchtower can definitely not give.