Chapter 503, tomorrow you go out and pretend to be forced!

Seeing that the atmosphere had become solemn, the chubby Wei He stood up and played a round and said, "Mr. Mayor, please don't be angry. We have no ill will. ”

"I don't have any ill will. Just kind advice. Bertrand was still unfazed. Do these merchants think that if they have money, they can do everything? Including the dignity and life of others?

"You don't have to call us to report it. Mr. Mayor has the right to make friends. Gu Jieyu said.

Seeing his serious explanation, his two companions, Wei He and Antwan, were eager to strangle him to death. How did such an idiot manage to get to the position of vice president of Novo and Nuozi?

Wei He said with a smile: "Mr. Mayor, we have always been close friends, and we are also comrades-in-arms who advance and retreat together. But we've heard some bad news lately -- it's said that a couple of Chinese have come to Paris and are moving around trying to get the legal status of Chinese medicine in Europe -- you know, last time we came to a consensus after six months of working with the masons to introduce this ban. If someone wants to remove this regulation, our efforts will be meaningless. ”

Bertrand lit a cigarette and sat silently on the sofa.

Now, the hardest person is him.

On the one hand, he agreed to Prince Philip's request to take the lead in Paris in deregulating the crackdown and regulation of traditional Chinese medicine. On the other hand, he also agreed with what Wei He said, and he had to show enough goodwill to these conglomerates that held the votes.

Seeing Bertrand's hesitation, Antevan said with a smile: "Mr. Mayor, you should understand that we are in the same boat. Ours is yours. We have spared no effort in supporting Mr. Mayor over the years. A few days ago, when I went to visit my father, he told me that Mr. Bertrand was capable enough to be the president of France, and it was a little too aggrieved to be the mayor of Paris. In next year's general election, we will definitely vote for Mr. Bertrand. ”

"Haha, yes. That's what I thought, too. Wei He said with a smile. However, if Mr. Bertrand wants to be president, he must first protect the interests of his own entrepreneurs. Otherwise, aren't our votes wasted? ”

"Yes. We can put a man as president, or we can impeach him. Gu Jieyu said.

Bertrand's face sank, and his eyes stared sharply at Gu Jieyu. But the man with the wheat skin was looking around as if he was nothing. It was as if the threatening words didn't come out of his mouth.

"Haha, don't mind Mr. Mayor, what Mr. Gu Jieyu said is always a little unexpected." Wei He stepped forward again to ease the atmosphere. However, the meaning of what he said was very clear. We need to support a president who is willing to defend the interests of the country's entrepreneurs, not a president who wants to bring in another greedy wolf because of the prince's affection. ”

"That's what we're here for." Antwan said with a smile as he tasted the coffee in his cup.

"No one can touch our nǎi cheese." Gu Jieyu added.

Bertrand snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and said, "I roughly understand what you mean. ”

"So, what about Mr. Mayor's decision?" Wei He asked.

"I think like you - Europe is the Europe of Europeans. There really is no need to bring in another wolf to take prey. Bertrand crossed his hands together and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Mayor is wise." Wei He said with satisfaction. "Europe is the Europe of Europeans. Asia, and the Asia of Europeans. ”

"Mr. Mayor, I greet you on behalf of my father. I think that in next year's general election, my father will come out to cheer for Mr. Bertrand. Antwan also said with a smile.

"Mr. Mayor will be a good president." Gu Jieyu also praised from the bottom of his heart.

Bertrand smiled and thanked him, but his heart was heavy.

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Because of the news reports of the French media and the in-depth analysis of the well-known journalist Maisis, who hyped 'not treating French people and dogs' into hot news in society, the French people finally understood the reason why the Chinese miracle doctor did not treat the French.

They understood Qin Luo's actions and expressed a certain degree of sympathy for the injustice they had received. In Chinatown, there is no longer the vicious behavior of young French people driving speeding cars, beating people and smashing the glass of shop doors.

Today, Qin Luo still goes to the door of Wang's TCM Pharmacy to give free treatment to patients. The number of people coming is increasing. Qin Luo really couldn't bear it this time, anyway, the fire had already been lit and had been calmed down, so after he had diagnosed and treated the prescribed ten people, he continuously selected more than 20 seriously ill and critically ill patients at the back of the team for treatment, until he was physically exhausted, he was persuaded to go back by Li Qingcheng and Zhang Bo and others.

In the hotel room, Qin Luo closed his eyes and comfortably soaked his body in the bathtub, and Li Chengcheng was wiping his body with a corrugated bath towel with lymphatic drainage effect.

Li Chengcheng was wearing a silver sè professional suit, lined with a snow-white stand-up collar shirt, and when she bent down to pick up the shower gel that had fallen on the ground, Qin Luo inadvertently saw her xìng black sè thong shorts.

There is also a silk scarf tied around her neck, which looks very professional female xìng's jīng heroic demeanor. However, at this time, she was wearing a pair of white cotton slippers provided by the hotel, squatting by the bathtub and doing the work of a bather.

"You can change into a bathrobe." Qin Luo suggested out loud: "In this case, so as not to wet the clothes on your body." ”

"This kind of trick of you men to deceive those simple and ignorant teenage girls has some effect, and it has no effect on a woman with a mature mind. If I change into a bathrobe, my clothes won't get wet, but I'm afraid my body will get wet, right? ”

"-" Qin Luo sometimes felt that this woman was too annoying. Doesn't she know that always exposing the secret intentions of men in their hearts is a kind of naked slap in the face.

I remember a senior said: A wise woman is either a mistress or a nun. Qin Luo sometimes still hoped that Li Qingcheng would be stupid.

Seeing that Qin Luo no longer spoke, Li Qingcheng said with a smile: "When I want you to deceive, you can deceive me." I don't want you to cheat, so just wait. ”

Her hand fumbled in the bubble for a while, and then grabbed Qin Luo's little brother, who was as tall as a spear, and said viciously: "If you dare to think nonsense, I will cut you out as a specimen." ”

Qin Luo was in pain, and hurriedly said, "I didn't think nonsense—you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. ”

Li Chengjiao smiled and let go of Qin Luo's treasure and said, "It's best not to think about it." Gu nǎinǎi personally bathes you, and you will be content. ”

"I'm satisfied." Qin Luo's smile was more ugly than bitter.

Can you relate to his feelings? A demonic woman had to come in to help with the bath and massage, she could only look at it, not touch it. Of course, she can look at you and touch you.

Whenever her fingers touched Qin Luo's body, he would tremble slightly. It wasn't pleasant excitement, it was painful evasion.

She can not treat people as people, but she can't help but treat men as men.

Jingle Bell -

A doorbell rang outside.

"There's a guest coming." Qin Luo said.

"You want me out, do you?" Li Qingcheng said with a smile.

"Nope." Qin Luo hurriedly denied it.

"Really? Then I'm not going to open the door. "If no one opens the door, they will leave on their own." Anyway, we don't have any friends in Paris, and if they look for us, they will call us-"

"Let's go open the door." Qin Luo persuaded. "It could be something urgent."

Li Qingcheng was just joking about Qin Luo, after listening to his words, he smiled clearly, then pulled a towel to wipe off the water stains on his hands, and then changed into her black sè high heels at the door of the shower room, and then walked over to open the door.

Her clothes were kept extremely neat, and even if a guest came suddenly, she would not suspect that there was any shady affair between the two.

Standing in the doorway was Calle, Prince Philip's personal servant.

He was wearing a black sè tuxedo, his silver sè hair was combed neatly, his body stood straight, and he said to Li Qingcheng: "Miss Li, His Royal Highness the Prince sent me to send you a letter." ”

As he spoke, he brought a folded card.

"Thank you." Li Qingcheng said with a smile. She liked Calle's classical courtly manners, which were pleasing to the eye. It gives an extreme feeling of being respected.

"You're welcome." Kale bowed slightly to Li Qingcheng, and then turned to leave with two of his attendants.

At this moment, in the next room, there was a soft sound of locking. The slightest gap for peeking into the scene outside was also blocked.

Li Qingcheng closed the door of the room and opened the card sent by Prince Philip, on which were written eight Chinese characters in a black pen: Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Although the handwriting is not neat, and it is not beautiful. But Li Qingcheng can see from the font that this stroke is extremely serious. This is not a ghostwriting by a servant, it is a handwritten letter by Prince Philip.

Li Qingcheng pushed open the door of the shower room, stood at the door and said, "Philip has already talked to the mayor of Paris. Tomorrow, you'll need to show your acting talents. ”

"Performance? That's a true outpouring, how can it be said to be a performance? Qin Luo said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay." Li Qingcheng compromised. said: "Tomorrow you go out and pretend to be forced." ”

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(PS: Everyone's support and tips are very kind, but my update is very unkind.) I'm ashamed to die. I'm grateful, but I'm also depressed. Get back to the outbreak as soon as possible. ）