After the door of the hotel room was repaired, Zeng Cheng was about to call Fan Xueqing, and Fan Xueqing used the embassy phone to notify Zeng Cheng, saying that there was an event tonight and an event tomorrow, and she couldn't go back to the hotel, so Zeng Cheng was free to move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Free activities? Zeng Cheng shook his head, not knowing how he should spend the night. So he ran to his subordinates next door and asked them, "What is there to do in Paris at night?"

"You can go and climb the Eiffel Tower. One employee suggested.

"Am I sick?" Zeng Cheng replied dissatisfied.

The Eiffel Tower is so high, although I have good physical strength, but after climbing up and coming down, my stomach should be empty, and I have to add another supper. Meals at the George V Hotel are so cheap that you can pay thousands of dollars for a late-night snack. Although we say that we have money, it's not such a flower. If you can save something, you still have to save some.

"Then let's go to Montmartre. It's fun out there, and it's perfect for men. An employee of Xianyuan Airlines, who had been to France, suggested to Zeng Cheng with a wicked smile.

Zeng Cheng frowned and asked, "Montmartre?"

Another employee named Dubson, who was aware of the situation, shrugged his shoulders and said, "The most famous red light district in Paris." Sun Qingshu, you bad seed, you can't bring the boss badly. ”

Red light district...... Zeng Cheng has the heart to see and understand, but he is a big boss with a net worth of tens of billions, so he can't adjust the price in front of his subordinates, right?

Even if there is such a demand, then why do you have to find an international supermodel or an international female star? Paris, the international fashion capital, there are many international supermodels or female stars who make a living here. The street girl who was randomly pulled from the red light district did not conform to her identity.

But before he could make a rebuttal, another subordinate named Pan Mengyang retorted: "How can Montmartre be a red-light district?

"What do you say?" Zeng Cheng suddenly became interested and turned his head to ask.

"Montmartre is a revolutionary mecca!" Pan Mengyang said, and then explained to Zeng Cheng.

During the Franco-Prussian War, Prussian troops besieged Paris. The artillery positions of the National Guard, the workers' armed forces of Paris, were located on the heights of Montmartre.

In the early hours of March 18, 1871, the French bourgeois army attacked Montmartre in an attempt to seize the cannons, only to be discovered by the locals. So the two sides clashed, which led directly to the Paris Commune uprising.

It is said that the bourgeois army at that time did not bring horses and therefore could not quickly drag these cannons, which led to the failure of the operation.

Later, during the bloody week of May in the defeat of the Paris Commune, the bourgeois army attacked the city from the west, and the proletariat on the heights of Montmartre opened fire, but the range was not far and the shells fell into friendly positions.

The traitors took advantage of the night to stuff stones into the chambers of the cannons, paralyzing the cannons, and Montmartre saw Paris in a state of smoke and fire.

Two years later, the bourgeois republic built the Sacré-Coeur church on the heights of Montmartre to commemorate all the unfortunate in France.

"Well, in that case, you have to go and see it. The Holy Land of Revolution......" Zeng Cheng Laocheng nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice.

The attachés he brought out this time were basically men, and Song Shiyu, the general manager of Xianyuan Airlines, wanted to stay in China. The only few female bodyguards were following Fan Xueqing's side at this time. So everyone got a guide and went on a pilgrimage to Montmartre.

The Montmartre Plateau stands on the north side of Paris, high above the heights, and you can look down on the whole of Paris from the heights.

Once a small country village full of vineyards and mills and windmills, it was annexed to the city of Paris during a major reconstruction, becoming a district of Paris. Until now, there is a small vineyard on the back side of the highlands, and a few hundred bottles of wine are still produced every year.

Zeng Cheng and the others were dressed luxuriously, and at first glance they were people with status, so those rookies did not dare to come forward to talk. However, some turtle boys came out and enthusiastically introduced them to the show, and each of them only charged twenty dollars.

Du Boshan said indifferently: "It's okay to take a look, but what is the boss's opinion?"

Zeng Cheng nodded with a straight face and said, "What's the big deal, just take a look." We have to fully experience the rotten capitalist life before we realize how rotten it is!"

"Brilliant!" the crowd praised.

As a result, as soon as he followed the man in, he found that there were many scantily clad girls scratching their heads in the windows on both sides. But everyone just came out to see, of course, no one was embarrassed to choose a woman to serve in front of the boss. So they paid $20 per person for admission and walked to the bar inside to see the show.

Zeng Cheng looked at the vulgar fans in those windows, raised his head very disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "Capitalism!"

When everyone saw Zeng Cheng's style, they couldn't help but laugh. His expression is the same as Arnold Schwarzenegger's expression in "SWAT on Red Square", which is very interesting to watch.

However, before they could recover their strength, Zeng Cheng commented to himself: "The quantity is not much, the quality is not good, and this kind of crooked melon and cracked jujube is embarrassed to be taken out, it is really declining." ”

It was probably Zeng Cheng's voice that was a little higher, and many people nearby heard it. But most of the foreigners obviously didn't understand what he was saying, but a good-looking blonde ran up to him with bright eyes and stopped him very excitedly.

"What are you going to do?" Zeng Cheng took a step back with some vigilance, then looked at her and asked.

I saw that the blonde girl puffed up her chest with some excitement, so that Zeng Cheng fully understood her broad mind, and then asked in fluent and pure Mandarin: "Comrade, do you want to do it?"

Zeng Cheng was distracted for a moment, and then he reacted, and said with a wry smile: "We are not civil servants!"

Zeng Chengchu was a little surprised when he heard the blonde's question, but he was stunned but felt that this sentence had a profound meaning, and he tasted it carefully, and finally felt a little admired.

In just one sentence, it is only ten Chinese characters, which actually includes greetings, discussions and the deep care of Parisian romance, and the three words with invoice are the finishing touch, truly reaching the infinite charm of a sentence top 10,000 sentences.

The warm language of the blonde girl, coupled with the lingering and tactful eyes and expressions, made Zeng Cheng feel a little shaken, if there was really a civil servant who had seen a big scene, maybe he would have obeyed immediately, maybe after the consumption was satisfied, he could still carry the invoice and say goodbye to the blondes.

For the sake of a common revolutionary ideal, although we do not understand the language and nationality, we can always find an international common way of communication between the spirit and the flesh.

Well, naturally, it's not singing the Internationale.

This blonde girl can express the cumbersome Chinese meaning so concisely and vividly in just one sentence, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and it is full of humanistic care, and the other party feels at home, it is really concise and concise!

As a citizen of a country in the initial stage of socialism, as a reborn young man who has profoundly understood the essence of the ideology of the three represents, and as a patriotic businessman who still keeps in mind the important program of the Eight Honors and Eight Shames after reliving his life, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of the decadent nature of capitalism, but it is also necessary to resolutely resist the erosion of the decadent lifestyle of capitalism.

But the important reason why Zeng Cheng made up his mind to refuse the invitation of these street girls was Du Boshan's words.

"Boss, just look at the excitement of these, the hotel is provided with international supermodels, and the price is not expensive, 10,000 US dollars a night. Guests of the Deluxe Suites can also get a discount of 85%. Du Boshan whispered in Zeng Cheng's ear.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, it's a waste of everyone's expressions......" Zeng Cheng also whispered a reproach.

Du Boshan shrugged his shoulders and said in his heart You are here with your girlfriend, how can we be embarrassed to introduce this kind of thing to you? If the future proprietress is angry, it is not only you who are unlucky, but we will also suffer from the pond fish.

However, Sun Qingshu interjected next to him: "It's really amazing! The French legal system is very strict, and it really takes a lot of courage for the street girl to be able to provide tax invoices to guests!"

Zeng Cheng nodded, he also knew about it.

Unlike the Chinese, the Chinese are used to tax evasion. There are always people selling VAT invoices near the train station, and the police don't come and take care of them. But in France, this kind of thing is very risky.

Westerners are in awe of the term tax, and the idea of taxation is an important part of Western society and humanistic thought. The tax invoice provided by the street girl to the guest is obviously not very compliant.

But then again, Lao Ma said a long time ago that when the profits reach 10 percent, the capitalists will be ready to move; when the profits reach 50 percent, the capitalists will take risks; when the profits reach 100 percent, they dare to trample on all the laws of the world; and when the profits reach 300 percent, they dare to risk the gallows.

At present, even the capitalists are so unbearable, let alone the girls standing on the street?

The capital of the civil servants who travel in a foreign land to find pleasure is based on the demand for taxpayers, and the pleasure of the French street girl is also infused by the blood and sweat of the taxpayers in their hometown.

Zeng Cheng thought of this, and couldn't help sighing, feeling that the world is so big, and there are no surprises. (To be continued.) )