The two got out of the car with their luggage, and Wang Bo looked up at the Montparnasse Tower, the tallest building in the center of Paris, in front of him.

With Montparnasse as the center, Wang Bo looked around, searching for the direction where he remembered Ibis (ibis).

IBIS is a budget hotel chain in France, which is equivalent to "Home Inn" or "Seven Days" in China. With Wang Bo's current value, of course, there is no need to live in any economic hotels, and Ibis in the center of France is not as good as home and seven days in China, because the hotel is modernized with a centuries-old stone house on the streets of France, and the space is limited, so whether it is an elevator or a room, the hotel is pitifully small. Wang Boyu remembers the first time he stayed in Ibis with his colleagues in France, he and his colleagues each carried a large suitcase, and the elevator was full with two large boxes plus the two of them, and the passengers behind could only wait for the second trip.

However, it is still the same sentence, the purpose of his trip this time is not to play in the mountains and rivers, but just to temporarily escape from something that makes him painful and depressed, and to find some familiar memories of his previous life, so he doesn't want to be like in China, when he travels on a business trip, he doesn't live in five-star.

There are several "ibis" near Montparnasse, after getting off the train, Wang Bo pretended to look around, suddenly "his eyes lit up", pointed to a hotel next to the subway station opposite Chong Ning Qian and said: "Ning Qian, is the hotel in grammar also called Hotel?"

"Hmm!" Ning Qian nodded.

"There seems to be one on the other side, let's go over and ask. ”

"Okay, Mr. Wang. ”

The two began to cross the street, and there was neither a zebra crossing nor a red street light nearby, and cars were coming and going. When he saw that there were fewer cars, Wang Bo took the lead and walked towards the middle of the road.

Drivers on the European side have a commendable point is that the car generally gives way to pedestrians, seeing someone crossing the road, even if it is a red light, the driver will take the initiative to slow down, stop, let the pedestrian pass first, and even a better driver will give you a gesture in the car, smiling and signaling: you please first! Replaced by a domestic driver, it is very likely that he will be unforgiving, poke his head out, and say viciously:

"Do you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!"

When crossing the street, Ning Qian was next to him, he took the girl's hand, protected the girl with his body, and looked cautious, for fear that the other party would be hit by the car, until he saw the oncoming cars in front of him slow down one by one, slow down, and the two passed smoothly, then let go of each other's hands, "breathed a sigh of relief", and then said "surprised":

"Ning Qian, the driver here is not bad, huh, let us pass first, so polite!"

Ning Qian's heart fluttered, like a deer crashing, although she knew that Wang Bo's pulling her hand was just an expedient measure, and wanted to protect her, it didn't necessarily mean anything else, and the other party let go after crossing the road, Ning Qian still had a sense of dizziness, and her heart was like the Evian mineral water she had just drunk, sweet.

"Yes, on the European side...... Here, it's all about drivers and pedestrians. Ning Qian said with a blushing face.

"This is good, and our domestic drivers should learn from it. There are a lot of people, driving a car, just looking like they can't buy it if they can't buy it, they feel superior, and they look like they pull it up——, what is there to drag? It's just a means of transportation, don't you say?" Wang Bo said.

"'Why don't you buy it?'" Ning Qian looked puzzled.

"Aha, I'm sorry! The local dialect, our local dialect there, is the meaning of being complacent, very dragged, and the leather drum is dragged to the sky. I'm really sorry, I'm used to speaking local dialects, and I don't speak Mandarin well, so I often use local dialects when communicating with people, especially people from other provinces, and that's how Trump came. ”

"Poof-" Ning Qian chuckled, "It's okay Mr. Wang, I feel ...... It's interesting. ”

"Haha, I also think the Trump of the SCZQ people is funny. ”

After a few words, the hotel with the "IBIS, HOTEL" sign hanging outside arrived.

"I haven't stayed in a foreigner's hotel yet, it's up to you next, Ning Qian? Wang Bo took out his passport and credit card, handed them to Ning Qian, and winked at the girl.

"Okay, Mr. Wang. Ning Qian took Wang Bo's passport and credit card. She has never stayed in Paris, the last time she went to Paris with her colleagues, she went shopping in the morning and left in the afternoon, because the accommodation in the city is too expensive, the cheapest is sixty or seventy euros, and it is six or seven hundred yuan in yuan, which is really not cost-effective.

However, even if you have never stayed in a hotel abroad, as long as you can communicate with each other, it is not a big deal.

The two pushed the door open and walked into the lobby of the hotel. The lobby is small, with only a middle-aged aunt with a tall nose and blue eyes in uniform.

"Bonjour (hello) ......" Ning Qian chattered, communicating with the middle-aged aunt in French, and within a minute, she looked at Wang Bo with a regretful face and said:

"Mr. Wang, they don't have a room here anymore. ”

"No room, no room, no room, no room, no room?"

Ning Qian asked again, she didn't have time to come back, but she saw the middle-aged aunt behind the counter shrugging her shoulders, spreading her hands with a look of regret.

She said there was no room left. Ning Qian translated to Wang Bo.

"Then let's ask the next house. I noticed that there are several hotels in the vicinity. ”

The two walked out of the hotel, onto the street, and walked towards the other Ibis that Wang Bo remembered.

Another Ibis is just a few minutes away from another block less than fifty meters away.

Wang Bo still asked Ning Qian to ask.

This time, the waitress was a young fat girl with blonde hair. After a burst of chatter that he didn't understand, Ning Qian said to Wang Bo with a worried face:

"Mr. Wang, she said there is also a single room. ”

"There are only single rooms, so let's go next. Wang Bo shook his head.

On the way to continue looking for the next Ibis, Wang Bo asked Ning Qian what day of the week it was. Ning Qian looked at her watch.

"Today is Sunday, Mr. Wang. ”

"No wonder!" Wang Bo suddenly realized.

As the world's largest tourist city, Paris receives tens of millions of tourists from all over the world every year, and it is possible that you can't find a room during the holidays.

Thinking of this, Wang Bo regretted it a little, regretting that he had not booked in advance. It's okay for him to be alone, the key is Ning Qian, call people out, and say that the good food is packaged, everything is included, don't even find a place to stay, then it's funny.

"Do you really want me to stay at the Arc de Triomphe, the Peninsula near the Champs-Élysées?" Wang Bo shrunk his neck. If you don't book in advance, the Peninsula Hotel has a room, at least tens of thousands for one night, two rooms are 20,000, and it's almost the same to deliver a pure blonde French beauty, otherwise it will cost 20,000 for just one night, four years of college tuition, even as a veritable billionaire, he feels a little painful, and there is no cost performance.

I have to say that as a self-made man, not a young rich man who doesn't know oil, salt, firewood and rice, many times, before consumption, Wang Bo has to convert it in his heart to see if it is worth the price. Now, in the face of hundreds or thousands of consumption, he has been able to spend casually without blinking, but with five-figure consumption, he still has to measure the cost performance in his heart.

The third one, still without a room.

The fourth, with one room.

When I asked about the fifth, there was still only one room, and here it was far from the Montparnasse Tower, a landmark that served as a navigation.

"Otherwise, Ning Qian, let's go to the IBIS in front of us, which is closer to the Montparnasse Building, and settle down the only room. Today is Sunday, tomorrow is going to work, many French people who come to Paris to play are expected to check out at noon. When the time comes, we will make up another one, do you think it will work?" Wang Bo really didn't want to leave, and he didn't plan to stay in the palatial Peninsula Hotel, where many presidents would choose to stay when they visited Paris.

"I ...... I listen to you, Mr. Wang. Ning Qian lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, and whispered in a mosquito-like voice.

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PS: I recommend a historical essay "Zhu Ming" that I read in one breath last night, which is not depressing, very cool, and the rhythm is also very fast, especially the pig's foot's character of not dragging the heroine, I like it very much. But the grades are not very good, so the editor didn't give any recommendations.

Why don't the books of the authors I like do very well?

There is a shortage of books, and book lovers who are interested in history can take a look!