Chapter 7 The "Great Discovery" at the Funeral

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A heavy rain came a little suddenly, and under the majestic momentum, everything was shrouded in gloomy and fierce rain and looked a little swaying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhao Yan stood in a courtyard, looking at the dense rain curtain outside, but his thoughts were a little fluttering, according to time, it is almost the end of the year in China, and it is another Spring Festival.

Just now he received a call from his eldest brother, it was an international call, and he didn't know how his eldest brother found his foreign number?

The two brothers exchanged pleasantries for a while, and his eldest brother asked him when he would go home for the New Year, but the latter didn't know how to speak.

Now that he is in France, there are still some things to settle and then he has to rush back to Munich immediately, because the winter break is over, the team's new schedule has begun, and as the central figure in the rest of the schedule, he will not be absent.

This schedule is full, teach him how to make time to return to China for the New Year?

"Hey......" The eldest brother sighed on the other end of the phone, he knew what his younger brother was capable of, as the only college student in the family, his younger brother was smart since he was a child, much more capable than his older brother.

From being admitted to university, starting a business, settling in the magic capital, and now going abroad, he has never thought about these things, but Zhao Yan has done it.

He, who is an elder brother, is not jealous, on the contrary, it is a great joy that the old Zhao family can have a capable person or his own brother.

But thinking of his increasingly old parents, he often thinks about such a second boy who has been wandering away on weekdays, and he comes to him every year during the New Year's holidays to urge him to call and ask Zhao Yan if he returns to his hometown for the New Year? After learning a disappointing answer, the two old men supported the back that was already lonely when they left, and it really made him feel very sad as a son.

He also hopes that his younger brother can come back to see more, but he understands some things, and there are always times when he is a little helpless when he is floating outside.

So he said, "It's okay if you don't come back, I'll pick up the old man and them later, and you can say a few words to them, okay?" ”

Zhao Yan was silent for a while, nodded fiercely, and said, "Okay!" ”

After hanging up the phone, he was a little distraught, walked out of the somewhat stuffy room, and took out a cigar in his hand and lit it.

It's been almost a few years since I quit smoking, but I didn't expect that I still can't quit, and when I'm bored, I always want to find something to entertain, and smoking is obviously the best pastime for men.

Authentic Cuban cigars, the entrance is a strong smell, the rising smoke has a pure and soft taste, the feeling of fluttering fairy at that moment hit the nerves, Zhao Yan closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of stagnation of his mind at this moment.

Zhao Yan smashed his mouth, thinking that domestic cigarettes were more suitable for him, and he was still a little unaccustomed to smoking this cigar that cost hundreds of dollars.

Lawrence's funeral was held on this day, which was very different from the customs in China, and it seemed simpler, but it was not less solemn.

The burial was preceded by a farewell ceremony for all relatives and friends, and in an old church, a delicate coffin was placed under the statue of Jesus, surrounded by flowers, heavy mourning music was played, and the priest whispered the Bible.

When everyone stepped forward, bowed, or kissed the coffin to say goodbye, everyone's expressions were different, with true feelings and false intentions.

Sophia quietly grabbed Zhao Yan's hand, trembling a little, this girl remembered the agreement with him, and tried her best to hold back, so that her tears would not fall, and her stubborn appearance seemed to be distressing.

When he was buried, the rain miraculously became much lighter, Zhao Yan adjusted the black suit on his body, looked at the accompanying crowd, and unexpectedly found two reporters inside.

"Owen? How can there be journalists? Zhao Yan asked with a frown.

The old housekeeper glanced at the direction where the reporter was and explained: "The old man was still very influential in France during his lifetime, and the news of his death needs to be announced, and I wanted to send an obituary, but I didn't expect these reporters to take the initiative to come ......" (It seems that there is a tradition in Europe and the United States that an obituary will be posted after death, and it will be posted by relatives in the local newspaper for publicity.) From what you see in the movie, it's written here. )

"Do you want to send the reporter away?" Owen asked him for advice, after all, he also knew that Zhao Yan's identity was a bit special.

Zhao Yan shook his head when he heard this, and said, "Forget it today, they shouldn't have discovered me." ”

But he still didn't expect that with the eyes of the reporters, Zhao Yan's identity would have been known to the two of them long ago.

The two of them tried their best to make themselves look normal, and their faces remained calm, but the trembling hands holding the camera betrayed their hearts.

Excited! Agitated! You can meet a superstar at a funeral like this! God, is today our lucky day?

Two young reporters from Le Figaro's Paris bureau, two inconsequential marginal figures, but they actually dug up a big news!

A top football superstar would actually appear at the funeral of an upper-class figure, apparently or as a host? What is he?

This is a "big discovery", now Zhao Yan's fiery popularity can no longer be limited to Germany, as the three highest-paid players in world football, standing at the top of the pyramid in a field, the future ruler of the Bayern dynasty......

With a long list of dizzying titles, how could the European media ignore the rising superstar?

And now the superstar is just around the corner! Yes, he's standing not far from me! One of the two reporters whispered this sentence into his mobile phone firmly and excitedly.

The person on the phone was the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and the other end was silent for a while, and said: "Find out the identity of that Chinese at all costs, you must have photos, and you must have information!" Do you understand?! ”

"Yes, editor-in-chief, I know!"

"Very good, I believe that the newspaper will not treat you badly, young man, do a good job!"

"En'en" The young reporter nodded vigorously, as if he had seen himself become the editor-in-chief in the future, win to marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the pinnacle of life.

Looking at Zhao Yan again, he was holding Sophia, this girl saw that her father's coffin was slowly covered with mud, and her body was almost paralyzed, and she had no choice but to hold Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan glanced at Owen and said, "Let's go." "Now that the funeral is largely over, someone will naturally deal with the aftermath.

But how could the two reporters let him go calmly? So the two immediately appeared in front of Zhao Yan.

"Mr. Zhao......" a reporter just wanted to speak.

But who would have thought that Zhao Yan had a cold face, but he didn't give any face, and raised his hand to stop: "Today is private time, I don't accept interviews, sorry!" As he spoke, he walked away quickly with Sophia in his arms.

The two little reporters were shocked by his momentum, and could only open their mouths and watch speechlessly as the back gradually moved away from them.

"What to do? It's all gone......"

"Isn't there anyone else? I don't believe that I can't find a person who knows the inside story! One man said fiercely.

Once people become obsessed, everything seems to come naturally, and they happen to meet Brent's somewhat false warm smile......

(To create a sense of crisis, the first obvious villain in this article has appeared~ Ask for recommendations, ask for rewards, ask for book reviews, thank you!) )