Chapter 215 [Coming to the door] Asking for subscription~
In fact, seriously speaking, this time's results were worse than in previous years, not only did Green not run into 9.8 seconds, but even the first place was won by Lin Jingkang, and the latter's abandonment incident did affect many people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
However, the dust has settled, and the results of more than 30 judges have been unanimously voted on, which will not change. What's more, interestingly, this time the results were calculated to three decimal places, which was a special exception that had not been made before.
"Did he really get the first place? Damn, this is the world's flyer, this rich man is really not simple! Mahmoud smacked his mouth and complimented curiously, drawing the roll of Prince Kafan's eyes.
If he had been simple, he wouldn't have messed me around!" β
At the same time, Zhang Dalin took away 2,000 euros, and the French reporter came back to his senses, looked at the former, and wanted to argue, but found that he was speechless.
'People can not only be in the top three, but also easily get the first place, not unjustly! β
Taking advantage of this gap, Qiu Fubing finally understood that the two were making a bet, and he couldn't help but look at Zhang Dalin hotly, thinking that if he also participated just now, wouldn't he have earned another thousand euros?
But, how can there be so many ifs?
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China country, the capital, the He family compound.
He Lao and Lin Jingkang's grandfather, the two old people, always play a few games of chess after dinner on weekdays, and then rest.
However, today I didn't play chess, nor did I rest early, but played TV early, guarded like a TV fan, and waited for the show to start!
Central Channel 5 started to broadcast the final 100-meter final of the World Championships from 9 o'clock in the evening, seeing this, the nurses not far away were still a little puzzled, what are the two old people doing watching this kind of live broadcast? That's what young people should be concerned about, right?
It wasn't until Lin Jingkang's close-up scene appeared that they suddenly realized, but it immediately caused deeper doubts, isn't the former a student? How did you go to such a competition?
"Judging from the many rushes, this is someone else's suspicious strategy, the purpose is to disturb his mind and rhythm, whether he can see all this clearly depends on himself."
He Lao watched the TV and still didn't forget to comment, which made the grandfather shake his head and smile bitterly, and even the nurses couldn't help laughing.
After a successful start and taking the advantage, the two old men immediately danced with their hands, and then found that they were being chased by someone, and suddenly became more nervous.
Of course, as a well-informed veteran, He Lao naturally looks at these things relatively indifferently, while his grandfather is not so calm, no matter what, he is his grandson!
After seeing Lin Jingkang win the first place on TV, everyone in the compound was shocked, even He Lao, who was overpowered by Mount Tai and did not change color, was also surprised.
What the? Actually got the first place? The fastest runner on this star?
"What's the fastest? It can only be said that it was a fluke, didn't you see the black man next to him? It was previously broadcast that this was the world record holder. β
No matter how much He Lao quibbled, Grandpa was still very happy, because it was his own grandson.
A few minutes later, the award ceremony came, and it was also under the attention of the audience, everyone heard the national anthem in the sky above the Stade de France.
At the age of more than eighty, the nurses naturally knew that such an old man was not suitable for joy and sorrow, so they hurried to comfort him, but he scolded him.
In the end, it was the doctor who came forward to make He Lao obedient, calm down, and prepare to rest.
Lin Jingkang, who was far away in Paris, declined many invitations and praises, and under the protection of his bodyguards, he fled and left the stadium.
As soon as I returned to the hotel, such as mountain interview invitations, banquet invitations, etc., came quickly, and the hotel reception hall was also crowded with people.
Since the hotel couldn't get in, Lin Jingkang had to ask Ji Jing'an and them to pick up their luggage, and then turned the car around and went to a nearby hotel to reopen the room.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, he was about to go out to eat, and he was actually blocked.
This is a Gallic rooster with a Hermès gold belt around his waist, wearing a luxurious suit handmade by a private person, carrying a Patek Philippe watch worth millions of yuan, and two strong bodyguards behind him.
"Your Excellency is Lin Jingkang, right? Contemptible Leo, from the Quentin family, I want to invite you to tonight's banquet, I wonder if you have time? β
After introducing yourself, invite people to a banquet, and there is such a way to appear? Wait, is it free to eat and drink at the banquet?
Lin Jingkang, who is a master of art, is rarely presumptuous, anyway, there is Ji Jing'an and them, regardless of whether they know this Gallic rooster or not, they will talk about it when they are full of food and drink.
If you have any requirements at that time, just push it directly, it's a big deal to pay for food!
Of course, the other party invited to take the other party's car, and he refused this because he still had something to do. But, I didn't expect that this Leo was actually a cheeky person, and he actually rode in the car with him, is he gay?
Thinking of this, he sat in the car and quietly moved his position, keeping a safe and controllable distance from the other party.
As soon as he got in the car, he began to greet each other, all kinds of gods, since the other party was not in a hurry to make his intentions clear, he was also happy to pretend to be confused, made up his mind, and left after dinner, and had the right to fight the local tyrant.
A top-notch private club in the heart of Paris looks quaint and low-key on the outside, but on the inside it is resplendent and extravagant. Of course, this is different from domestic clubs.
Because this club has a history of nearly 50 years, and it is generally only for princes and nobles, wealthy families, foreign dignitaries, etc., people who are idle have never even heard of it.
Colorful tulips, graceful vetiver irises, and exotic lavender flowers bloom on both sides of the trail in the autumn of early September.
From small talk, it is known that the owner of the clubhouse is a typical nymphomaniac, who is extremely fond of all kinds of flowers, and has also planted precious flowers from all over the world in his estate on the outskirts of Paris.
"Mr. Leo, Madame Zovi, please come to the Rose Room!"
Before entering the room, Leo and Lin Jingkang and his party were suddenly stopped by a white old man who looked like a housekeeper, and the former had to leave apologetically, but he still asked the latter to help entertain Lin Jingkang.
"Dear Sir and Beautiful Madam, please come with me."
After receiving Leo's signal, the white butler Berham respectfully led them to Caesar's Hall, but it seemed that he regarded Tang Xuan as Lin Jingkang's woman.
He is not to blame for this, because the clothes they wear are all designed by Big Dollar himself, and the clothes that are carefully handmade by people are not only comfortable to wear, but also very good-looking.
When they arrived at the door of Caesar's Hall, the rest of the bodyguards went to the side hall, only the Ji family brothers and sisters, Song Dingyi and Zhong Ruozhen could go to the main hall, which was still fought for by Lin Jingkang, otherwise the two of them would not be able to enter.
As soon as I walked into the hall, a breath that combined the smell of various perfumes and the smell of food came to my face instantly, almost choking Lin Jingkang, damn crooked nuts, I will die if I don't spray perfume for a day, right?
The banquet is a typical Western-style buffet, but after the people who come here are all rich or powerful, no one will lack food and clothing, so naturally they will not be too interested in the food on the table.
For the upper class, opening up more contacts is the secret to their longevity, so many things begin to grow under the table and then rot.
However, for Lin Jingkang, eating enough is the purpose of this trip!
Because he wants to participate in the competition, he eats reasonably according to the nutritionist's nutritious meals every day, he has been holding back for more than two months, and today, he naturally let go of eating, and so many delicacies are on the table and no one cares, isn't it a waste?
The great sages once taught us that Chinese food is hard work.
Food is not easy to come by, but after the farmers plant and harvest, it is carefully prepared by the chefs, and I don't know how many processes have gone through in the middle, because we should cherish it more.
Different from the extreme imagination of Chinese cuisine in cooking technology, French cuisine is more about the selection of ingredients, even meticulous.
Therefore, you can taste the original taste more authentically, Bryce chicken with black truffle, stewed duck leg, delicious foie gras, Australian lobster, etc.
Tang Xuan and the others were quite helpless, and when they saw the boss who had nothing to say, they couldn't help but move their position to the side, but in the banquet hall full of hundreds of people, a few yellow people who suddenly appeared were still very conspicuous, no matter where they moved, others still regarded them as one.
"Paul, are these Asians from your country? It's really hateful to look like a starving ghost, with no manners at all, and to lower the tone of the entire banquet by a few levels. β
Caesars Hall is larger than the lobby of the penthouse that Lin Jingkang bought in New York, enough to accommodate about three hundred people. In the circle of threes and twos, one of the circles of two people who happened to be next to the dining table was watching this scene with disgust.
A well-dressed, extravagant young woman frowned, and next to her was a middle-aged man in an Armani suit, who was looking embarrassed at this time, and looked at it for a long time before saying:
"I don't know this person, I know most of the Chinese people who run the business in Paris, and there are only a few people who can attend this banquet, but I definitely haven't met him."
"In that case, let the security guards blast them all out, I really don't want to see such people."
The young woman was white, tall, bumpy, and beautiful like a flower, but the contempt and disdain on her face ruined the overall beauty, and she looked like a goddess who had fallen into the mortal world.
"After all, it's the housekeeper who brought it in, isn't that okay?" Seeing that the security guard patrolling next to him had stepped forward, the middle-aged man couldn't help but remind him, but the young woman didn't hear it. (To be continued.) )