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"Hurry up, pack your things now!"

"This way!"

"Xixi, you go take a shower first, I'll wait for you outside!"

"Dayong, you immediately ask the hotel to bring some drinks, be quick! Also, if you see if there's anything to taste, get something to eat first, I'm starving to death! ”

In the Grand Hotel Raphael, not far from the Champs-Élysées in the 8th arrondissement, Zhang Chen commanded Dayong as soon as he entered the door. "Music Text"

Because of the long time spent at the French Foreign Office, it was nearly seven o'clock after the ceremonial welcome was over.

The French are romantic, but the pace of life is too slow, if it weren't for the face of his boss, Zhang Chen even wanted to greet the prime minister, Mr. Raffarin.

When I got off the plane and didn't say anything about eating hot, I didn't even go to the toilet, and the little thing I ate on the plane had already entered the valley of reincarnation, when answering a reporter's question just now, when the last reporter asked, Zhang Chen stood up directly without saying a word and pointed to his stomach:

"Sir, it's not that I don't want to answer your question, it's that my stomach is protesting because the last time it ate was on Chinese soil."

As soon as he finished saying this, he almost laughed at the audience.

Immediately, those reporters really put away their cameras and dispersed, which surprised Zhang Chen, if you are in China, let alone that you are hungry, I am afraid that you will die and have to surround you to take two pictures.

At eight o'clock there was a presidential welcome dinner at the Élysée Palace on the Champs-Élysées, and Zhang Chen did not want to starve to death before the banquet even began.

The cuisine of the French is notoriously delicious. But in addition to being delicious, there are also notoriously inadequate foods, in fact, Western food is generally like this.

Even if it's a general restaurant. Eating Western food is just eating with taste and style, who would really eat and drink a few big plates.

But this point does not work for Zhang Chen.

He is notoriously big eater. Usually at home, he eats two big bowls at a meal, and if you let him eat such a piece of steak, plus some salad or something, I'm afraid he will starve to death.

And tonight is a state banquet.

After the banquet, there was a ball, and he and Chen Xi didn't know how many times they had learned to dance before coming, but it was always going to come in handy, and tonight French President Mr. Chirac will entertain delegations from all over the world on behalf of the French government.

If you don't have enough to eat, I'm afraid your feet will become weak.

This time, naturally, the Chinese delegation was the top priority. Not because of China's unique position, but because unlike other delegations, the Chinese delegation is still responsible for the trip.

Chirac's 10 years in office were the most golden years in Sino-French relations, and it is not unusual for such an arrangement to exist.

The Chinese embassy at the Raphael Hotel had already decided on a place to stay before the delegation arrived, close to the 8th arrondissement, and even the Elysée Palace was only a few dozen minutes away.

The room where Zhang Chen and Chen Xi lived was paid for by himself and did not use the funds of the delegation this time, so the level was relatively high, and it was a presidential suite. In addition to this suite, the opposite and adjacent rooms were also booked by him, and Dayong, Sun Xin and Tian Bin lived in it.

Ye Qi lived alone in a general luxury room.

Just entered the room. Chen Xi went to take a shower in the bathroom first, but fortunately, Zhang Chen had asked the French side to prepare the dresses in advance.

But the key problem is that Ye Qi doesn't have a dress!

Zhang Chen had no choice but to let Ye Qi hug the size, and then ask the hotel waiter to call the nearest clothing specialty store to send a set over, even if he attended the dinner as Chen Xi and Zhang Chen's personal translator, Ye Qi could not dress casually.

This time at the dinner held by the French government, Zhang Chen got three places in his hand, except for him and his female companion, that is, Chen Xi. The other place was originally intended to be given to the delegation, but then Ye Qi also came. Naturally, I wanted to take her in.

As for Dayong and Sun Xin, they had to wait in the car. And it's the French presidential palace, not an ordinary place, and even if they can get in, it's probably hard to do anything else.

The staff of the consulate had already sent the passports and related documents of Zhang Chen and others to the Elysee Palace for inspection and comparison, and obtained the pass to attend the banquet.

When the waiter of the hotel delivered the things, it was already nearly half past seven, and Zhang Chen didn't even have time to tie the tie, so he casually drank a glass of milk and took Chen Xi down.

Chen Xi was not wearing a Western-style dress, but a Chinese-style cheongsam specially tailored by the Golden Orchid Group for this visit.

This kind of cheongsam is not exactly the kind of style of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, but after improvement, it is more suitable for modern aesthetics.

Chen Xi's complexion is relatively white, so the color of the cheongsam is a brighter sea blue, decorated with light red and black buttons and braided flowers.

She only had a diamond ring given to her by Zhang Chen on her hand, and there was nothing on her ears, but she had a jade necklace brought from China on her slender neck.

The hair was pulled up, and a turquoise hosta was buckled vertically behind the head, just exposing the slender neck, and the whole person looked clean and solemn, the original plan was actually to let Chen Xi dress up in the West, but then the designer of the Golden Orchid Group who specially designed clothing for Chen Xi thought that it was too distinctive.

Therefore, the entire design team of Golden Orchid Group was urgently mobilized to tailor such a dress for Chen Xi, and commissioned a ready-to-wear store in Paris, France that specializes in hand-sewing for the noble circle of the upper class.

Before Zhang Chen and Chen Xi arrived at the hotel or even in France, the clothes had already been delivered to the hotel suite.

Get through the car door.

The car was the car used by the Chinese Embassy in France, and this time there were not many people in the Chinese delegation who could attend the state banquet in the name of the Chinese government delegation, except for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and other officials from various ministries who attended the meeting, there were only the ambassador and his wife and Zhang Chen and his entourage.

As for the other business representatives, they are basically counted separately and are not included in this list, they are all participating in the reception dinner of the French government as representatives of this European summit, and there are some differences with Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen's car gathered the cars of other government officials of the delegation and drove straight in the direction of the Champs-Élysées.

As soon as Zhang Chen got in the car, Chen Xi leaned over to tie him a tie, his car was provided by the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and even the drivers were French.

Zhang Chen's height is on the same level as that of a foreigner, although the whole person looks thinner, but he just straightened his chest, and the top of his head still touched the roof of the car.

"Keep your head down!"

The girl's slender fingers tied the tie knot very quickly, and the distance between the two was so close that Zhang Chen could even smell the body fragrance on Chen Xi's body mixed with the special foam smell of the hotel, and there was a smell of perfume that he didn't know what it was.

This guy didn't care that there was a French bodyguard sitting in the back of the car, so he leaned up to Chen Xi's neck and sniffed it, and kissed him shallowly by the way.

"You! If you're not honest, I won't get it for you~"

After Chen Xi finished speaking, he quieted down.

At this moment, in front of the presidential palace of the Élysée Palace, located on the east side of the Champs-Élysées in the 8th arrondissement, the long red carpet has already been laid.

In addition to the Chinese delegation, guests from the United States, Japan, the United Kingdom, Australia, India, South Korea, Singapore and Singapore attended the state banquet, totaling nearly 200 people.

When the Chinese delegation's motorcade arrived, it slowly drove into the square in front of the mansion after repeated inspections, and Zhang Chen saw a bustling crowd from a long distance, not guests, but reporters.

This time, the French government has done a very generous job, not only not restricting reporters from taking photos and interviews here, but even setting up a special interview area for journalists, with nearly hundreds of reporters from all over the world crowded into one corner of the square, especially on both sides of the red carpet.

If it weren't for the fact that the French tricolor striped flags and French knights and soldiers standing guard with guns were planted all around, Zhang Chen would have even mistakenly thought that this place was the site of the Hollywood awards ceremony, the Chinese Grand Theater.

"Please, sir!"

When the car door opened, Zhang Chen didn't have time to get out of the car when he saw a young waiter wearing a bow tie walking in front of the car door.

Nodding and smiling at each other, when Chen Xi walked down with Zhang Chen's hand, he had just stepped on the red carpet and walked to the door of the palace, and the clicking flash lights suddenly drowned out the figures of the two.

After the previous scene at the airport and at the gate of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, there was no one who did not know this young Oriental couple at this time.

Especially Zhang Chen.

But at this moment, the reporters' eyes did not fall on Zhang Chen, but fell on Chen Xi, who was wearing a cheongsam and was plausible.

This girl!

It has the classical beauty of the Far East, which is elegant and exquisite, and also beautiful and generous! And in the romantic stories of the French, there has never been a shortage of such women.

So when they saw Chen Xi, the coherent movements in their hands no longer knew how many shots of murder had been taken.

It's like the French fashion industry commentary news said afterwards.

"There is no doubt that this beautiful lady is leading the way!"

(The richest Q group: 439778960) (To be continued.) )