Chapter Eighty-Three: The Day France Vomits Blood!

The French president took the data in his hand and said slowly into the microphone, "After a night of voting, 81 percent agreed to the transaction, and 19 percent disagreed, so ......"

He closed the book folder in his hand and raised his head suddenly, "So, we have agreed to this transaction, we will send one hundred pieces of Huaxia National Treasures to Li Shang's manor as soon as possible, and at the same time, I hope that Mr. Li Shang can keep his promise."

At this point, his voice became stern: "Otherwise, you will be the public enemy of our France, and you will live in fear for the rest of your life!"

The French president's words directly detonated the scene, even these viewers in front of the TV did not expect that the kind-looking French president in front of him would say this. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

All the Frenchmen who heard it were stirred, with fanaticism on their faces and shouts in their mouths.

In the hotel not far from Li Shang Manor, these officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs watched the news on TV, one by one, and swept away the previous decadence.

And the curator of the Louvre, on the other hand, was slumped on the sofa, his face full of bitterness, he didn't expect that the president would actually agree to this deal, which made him really a little unbelievable.

His eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible!"

Everyone also woke up from the excitement, and looked at the curator, who was more than ten years old in an instant, and his mouth was a little bitter, and he didn't know what to say.

Everyone sighed and fell silent, except for the sound from the TV, and the whole room fell silent.

In the manor, Li Shang held a tablet, looking at the French president shouting at Li Shang on the screen, Li Shang smiled and asked Yaheng, "Do you think this is a threat?"

Yaheng didn't have a trace of a smile on his face, and said very seriously to Li Shang, "Sir, this matter is very big, you have annoyed France now, and in the near future, you should not go to France, otherwise there may not be any accidents!"

Li Shang smiled and shook his head, of course he knew that he had angered the French government, so he wouldn't be stupid, and now he would go to France!

The French president's declaration instantly spread all over the world, allowing people to reacquaint themselves with France.

Some people are happy and some are worried, anyway, the coffin has been closed, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, and now it is a bad deal.

Li Shang, who was bored, lay on the recliner, covered with a blanket, and looked at the seaside.

Alva walked to Li Shang's side and said softly, "Boss, the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs is here!"

"Oh~~!" Li Shang's interest was raised, and he said, "Please come over!"

Li Shang lifted the blanket, stood up, faced the sea, and waited for the French Foreign Ministry to come.

The French Ministry of Foreign Affairs walked in unhappily, without that kind of coping smile on his face, very gloomy, glanced at Li Shang, and did not say hello at all.

Yaheng also received the news, and walked over with a frown, looked at Li Shang who was standing on the edge of the cliff, and then looked at a group of French Foreign Ministry officials with gloomy faces.

Adrien didn't care whether Li Shang heard it or not, he stood not far away and said, "Li Shang, I hope you keep the agreement, we have agreed to your request, if you don't want to be an enemy of our France, just do it truthfully!"

After speaking, he didn't care about Li Shang, turned around and left.

The French Foreign Ministry officials present were almost dying of joy in their hearts, and finally they didn't have to put a smile on their faces and looked at Li Shang's face that wanted to strangle him.

Li Shang didn't even turn around, his face was calm, and he couldn't see any psychological fluctuations at all, and he didn't turn around until these French diplomats left.

Looking at the bodyguards who were a little worried between Yaheng and Meiyu, Li Shang smiled, smiled very happily, his white teeth were exposed, and Yaheng and the bodyguards around him were a little trembling, and there was some worry in their eyes.

Li Shangxiao put his hands on his knees, waited for a while before straightening his waist, looked at Yaheng who was a little worried with his eyes beside him, and said with a smile on his face, "I'm fine, it's just a little too funny!"

When these French Foreign Ministry officials except for Li Shang's estate, they all laughed loudly, after all, their mood had been suppressed for two days, and now they were finally relaxed and happy.

Some even stuck their heads out of the driving car and scolded in the direction of Li Shang Manor behind, just wanting to scold all the grievances in their hearts.

"Bang!"

In France, in the presidential conference room of the Elysee Palace, after the French president returned to the conference room, he directly threw the speech in his hand directly on the table, and the voice was very loud.

For him, it was his darkest day, the day he was stapled to the frame of shame, the national disgrace of France.

The more he thought about it, the more sad and angry he became, so he picked up the chair at hand and fell apart.

No one stopped him, and if the officials present didn't care that this was the presidential palace, I am afraid that they would smash everything in front of them like the president.

Finally, after the president finished venting, he stood like that, and ordered to everyone, "First of all, call the director of the Louvre" and said with some unspeakability, "Let him pick a hundred Chinese national treasures, and then ....."

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said with a hideous face, "Then send it to that Li Shang!"

He gasped, looked around, and said, "If there is anything else, if there is not, the meeting will be dismissed directly!"

This matter is very big, it can be remembered in history, for the French, on this day there was a man named Li Shang who took the 'Mona Lisa' to directly threaten their country, and the most uncomfortable thing is that they had to agree to come down.

One plane after another, and finally, a special plane stopped at the French international airport, and a group of people got out of it, and it was the officials of the French Foreign Ministry who were talking to Li Shang.

Among the group, the curator of the Louvre faltered, his gray hair messed in the wind, his beard that had not been trimmed for several days, and his pale and wrinkled cheeks, made him look as fragile as an old man in his twilight.

There were already cars waiting in the airport, waiting for everyone to get on the bus, and they kept driving towards the Louvre.

It never occurred to the Louvre curator how much he wished the journey to the Louvre would be a little longer, a little longer, so that they could stay a little quieter.

When the car stopped, the curator of the Louvre faltered, and he could feel his heart ache with every step.

Finally, they came to the place where the Chinese national treasure was stored, and the director of the Louvre said to the officials behind him with nostalgia in his eyes, "You guys go out first, let me stay quietly for a while!"

The officials didn't say anything, and quietly retreated, leaving only the crumpty body of the Louvre curator in the entire collection.