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In the capital, the noon sun was very suitable, and the old couple were sitting in front of the window basking in the sun, when Bai Mu waved her hand and called Mu Jin over.

"Jin'er, look, you and Tong'er have been together for so long."

"We know each other well enough."

Mu Jin stood beside Bai Mu, only to hear Bai Mu say tentatively: "Otherwise, when Tong'er comes back, we will make an appointment with the two of us." ”

"Your parents, as well as our old family, also have a meal together."

"Everyone, total, let's settle things..."

Bai Mu said while observing Mu Jin's expression.

"Yes, Jin'er."

"It's too early to get this done, Jin'er, you're a good girl, we're all very satisfied." Father Bai on the side didn't notice his wife's eyes, his face was ruddy, and his voice was loud: "I just don't know, your parents don't like our Tong'er." ”

Hearing the words of Father Bai and Mother Bai, Mu Jin was overjoyed, but then he hesitated a little, and said softly: "My parents divorced when I was very young, and I was raised by my mother..."

As soon as her voice fell, the room between the three of them suddenly fell silent.

The old couple looked at each other, and the white father didn't forget to glare at his wife, feeling that he was to blame his wife for being suspicious and suspicious.

At this time, Bai Mu finally let go of the doubts in her heart, and looked at the girl in front of her with some distress.

At the same time, the suburbs of Paris.

"It's a nice night tonight."

"Our Palace of Versailles is still so beautiful.

In the large French-style garden, a group of guests sat down at their respective tables, and President Mittland put one hand on the podium, with a faint smile on his eyebrows, and only listened to him.

"Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend tonight's banquet."

As he spoke, President Mitterrand nodded slightly to the many guests in front of the podium.

The president nodded, and the ladies and gentlemen, whether they were really happy or not, smiled lightly and applauded softly.

Seeing that Mitterrand's tone was relaxed and not serious, they were also slightly relieved.

Between the seats, several people made eye contact, thinking that even if there was some blood, they could accept it.

But in the next second, the stretched eyebrows couldn't help but freeze, and only Mitterrand said in a loud voice:

"Before the dinner begins, first of all, I would like to thank the dove tree. White designer! ”

"Dove Tong. The glass pyramid scheme of the white designer gives the Louvre a new vitality and blooms with more dazzling brilliance! ”

"I believe that in the near future, the nascent Louvre will become the most famous landmark in France and a place that countless people all over the world aspire to..."

Mitterrand looked at where the dove was, and praised it without hesitation.

In his words, he imagined the future expectations and prospects for the Louvre and the glass pyramid.

This room full of ladies and gentlemen have more or less participated in the action of suppressing the dove tree, and the former dove Tong was completely grassroots, and it was never taken into account.

There are ants jumping on the back of the hand, and of course they will be dusted off.

To this day, these magnates don't think they have done anything wrong, and the only thing they are angry about is that the ant really turned the sky upside down.

On this occasion tonight, the ant is in full swing.

Everyone consciously took a step, pretending not to see such a person, but they never thought that at the beginning, this deliberately ignored person and thing was mentioned again.

No matter what, the president still has to give face, pinching his nose one after another, and his black face puffed up sparse applause.

I thought to myself, I don't think I heard this.

"Dove Tong. Designer Bai, is there anything you would like to share with you? ”

President François Mitterrand paused, and then asked Ju Tong, "Personally, I would also like to hear your whimsical sparkle when you conceived the glass pyramid. “

Hey, you're not done?

The applause was gone, and the celebrities and gentlemen were a little annoyed.

The more I don't want to see it, the more this young man has to be mentioned?

Jutong was asked by Mitterrand's note, which was a little surprising, he didn't want to say anything on stage, and he didn't have this habit.

But when he saw the expressions of the guests eating flies, he snorted in his heart: "What's the matter, I still wronged you?" ”

"The master still has to go up and say!"

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, glared at where everyone was, then stood up, straightened his suit, and walked forward with a pace.

Banxia, who was beside Jue Tong, saw all the small movements of Jue Tong clearly, covered his mouth, and snickered.

Jutong stood in front of the podium, and there was a light shining on him that was not dazzling.

Although he made up his mind to be disgusted, those celebrities who saw him as unhappy, but Jue Tong was not ready to talk nonsense.

What is prepared is a real idea, dry goods.

"In the past, people have been careful not to turn monuments into big art markets." When it comes to professionalism, Jue Tong Meiyu's expression is solemn, and his clear and rich voice resounded in the garden.

This conclusion made at the beginning of the topic is an accepted unspoken rule of the current world for the treatment of monuments, and people try to maintain their original state as much as possible when making restoration and expansion plans for monuments.

Even if it is used as a museum, the number of tourists will be strictly controlled.

"But I don't think so!"

As soon as her voice changed, she said categorically: "I think that we designers should do it by giving the most outstanding works of mankind to the most people to appreciate!" ”

"What we want to do is to make the ancient ruins perfect again in the future..."

It's really serious, and Jue Tong's tone is subdued and frustrated, and it becomes louder and louder.

His views are deviant and shocking.

At the end, her eyes were bright, looking at the front of the podium, looking at the distant starry sky, and her tone was melodious: "The glass pyramid foreshadows the future, thus making the Louvre perfect!" ”

'Bang Bang...'

As soon as the words fell, applause rang out in the corner of the XHY area.

But I saw that it was the Banxia girl who was blushing and clapping her hands vigorously, and her big watery eyes flashed with admiration.

Hearing this applause, the ladies frowned, wanting to look at the place where the sound came from.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was another round of applause in front of the podium.

When I looked over, I saw that it was President Mitterrand with a satisfied face, applauding and nodding in appreciation from time to time.

Everyone only felt helpless, scolded in their hearts, and could only clap their hands for a while.

"The banquet is really not a good banquet!"

"This old and young are colluding, right?"

"President Mitterrand is specifically angry with Jutong, right?"

With that in mind, Mitterrand once again stood back on the podium.

This time, the hawkish president restrained his smile and looked serious:

"As you all know, the situation in France is not optimistic in the new millennium because of the problems left over from history."

"The economy is in trouble, with high unemployment and inflation."

Mitterrand paused and said in a deep voice: "We urgently need to give hope to the citizens of France, and we need to announce to the world that we will return to the top!" ”

"I hope that the 'Louvre Extension' will be the first shot..."

At first, the magnates listened seriously and seriously, but slowly, they realized that something was wrong.

Just say it, why do you keep mentioning the Medici family who wants to donate money in the Grand Palace?

It is also repeatedly mentioned that Maria. Mrs. Louis?

Also repeatedly mentioned, the Williams family?

......

Soon, they understood, and they just felt like dogs.

This is asking them to pay for the construction of the glass pyramid!

Jue Tong also understood, where is this celebration of the birth of the glass pyramid!

This is Mitterrand beating the local tyrant here!

The final result was not known, but he just looked at the glamorous magnates twitching the corners of their mouths slightly, and their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, until they were slaughtered.