The wind was blowing outside the window, and a lot of leaves were falling on a few plane trees. Those leaves, with clear veins and blood red in color, are very beautiful and bewitching.

Hongling deliberately chose a location close to the window.

The decoration of this restaurant is very chic, smoked sandalwood, and the white smoke is curling, which is refreshing. High on the roof, a bronze lamp hangs. And in the distance, on the walls glowing with old yellow, there are some signatures.

Ye Xuan approached the wall and looked at the signatures carefully.

"Stussett!"

What a familiar name.

It's a pity......

Ye Xuan sighed helplessly.

It turned out that His Majesty, the previous Pope, had also come here for dinner.

Ye Xuan walked back to the windowsill from the edge of the wall and sat down at the table made of sandalwood, with a few wry smiles on his face.

"This restaurant is really good."

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times and commented.

"Of course. Those who dare to come to this restaurant to eat are either rich or expensive. Especially those returnee sons, they like to come to such a high-end place to eat with vassals and elegance, and bring those vulgar powders. ”

Hongling used a right hand that was as white as a fine onion, under her chin, and her beautiful eyes radiated clear light, falling on Ye Xuan's body, and said with a smile.

"Vassalage elegance...... Vulgar Powder...... Compared to before, your words are really a lot more. ”

Ye Xuan smiled and said.

"Huh."

Hongling smiled.

She didn't deny what Ye Xuan said.

As Hongling said, this restaurant is really high-end.

This can be seen from the guests in the restaurant.

Although the restaurant is large, it is quiet in the restaurant.

After all, there are only ten people, who eat here.

And among these ten people, it happens to be five men and five women.

It's a good idea to walk together and meet for dinner.

Ye Xuan had a few chuckles on his face, and looked around a few times very casually, and through his clothes, he could see that those men were worth a lot and had extraordinary status.

Of course, Ye Xuan didn't know those men.

This is normal.

Even if those men, no matter how high their worth and noble status are, in Ye Xuan's opinion, they are just ordinary people.

Ye Xuan, on the other hand, is the Pope.

In France, the Pope has the status of no less than that of the Emperor.

Let's ask, how can those men be compared to Ye Xuan?

Those men, no matter how powerful they are, just have some money.

And Ye Xuan's power is powerful.

In such a world, the power of power is far higher than the power of money.

"People who dare to come here to eat are more or less powerful, and if they can, they will not be offended, and they will not be offended as much as possible."

Hongling stared at Ye Xuan and reminded.

"I'm afraid it's too late."

At this time, Ye Xuan squinted his eyes and slowly stood up, staring at the young man who was walking slowly and a beautiful woman with light makeup.

If Ye Xuan remembers correctly, the beauty with light makeup should be a popular female star in Hollywood.

Is it a power trade?

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times.

The young man who walked slowly also looked at Ye Xuan with a very serious expression, and it wasn't until he walked in front of Ye Xuan that a few smiles appeared on his face.

"Hello, my name is Louis Clan, can I switch seats with you?"

The young man, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, tried to be as polite as possible, and asked Ye Xuan.

"Nope."

Ye Xuan stared at the young man and said very seriously.

"Do people want to sit in that position? Look at the scenery outside, how beautiful! ”

At this time, the female star who was holding the arm of the young man showed a smile on her face and said coquettishly.

Hearing this, the young man immediately smiled.

Immediately.

The young man, with cold eyes, stared at Ye Xuan deadly, and said indifferently: "I can give you money." ”

"How much?"

Ye Xuan poured a cup of tea, glanced at the young man with disdain, and asked.

"A thousand francs."

The young man immediately took out his wallet, took out a few francs, threw them on the table in front of Ye Xuan, and said in a cold voice.

"Not a lot."

Ye Xuan hurriedly accepted the money.

"After receiving the money, I quickly gave up my position."

The young man, whose words were full of hostility towards Ye Xuan, said sharply.

"Why?"

Ye Xuan said in surprise: "You give me money, you are willing to give me money." Why should I give up my place to you? I came to this location first. ”

“…… fuck！！！ ”

The young man's face suddenly smeared a few traces of cruelty.

At this time, in the restaurant, a middle-aged man who looked like a manager walked over quickly.

"Count Louis, do you have anything?"

The middle-aged man who looked like a manager hurriedly came to the side of the young man and asked in a low voice like a humble dog.

"Let that bastard, get out of that position. Otherwise, hmph, I'll ask my cousin to eradicate your restaurant. ”

The young man's face was wiped with cruelty, and he stared coldly at the middle-aged man who looked like a manager, and said indifferently.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man who looked like a manager was stunned.

Of course, he knew the true identity of this young man.

This young man's name is Louis Clan, but he is the cousin of His Majesty the Emperor today, and his status is very noble.

In France, members of the "Louis royal family" have always played a pivotal role.

As the cousin of His Majesty the current Emperor, Louis Clan's identity is as noble as it can be imagined.

Moreover, Louislan himself was still an earl!

On the French side, the status of the count, second only to the duke.

It's so honorable!

A character of this level, just a middle-aged man who looks like a manager, can't be provoked at all.

"Ahem."

At this time, the middle-aged man who looked like a manager couldn't help coughing a few times, walked to the side of Ye Xuan and Hongling with a cold face, and said with a smile: "Hello this guest, can you please give up this position?" ”

"I can't."

Ye Xuan directly refused.

"Huh."

The middle-aged man who looked like a manager had a slight contemptuous smile on his face, and said, "Huaxia people, don't be embarrassed." Mr. Louis Clan, the status is much more noble than yours. ”

"Really?"

Ye Xuan smiled, looked at Hongling, and wondered, "What do you say?" ”

"What else can I do? The identity of the family is too noble, let's get out of the way! ”

Hongling shook her head helplessly, looked at the middle-aged man who looked like a manager like a mentally retarded, and said.

Forthwith.

Hongling stood up and walked to the table behind her.

And Ye Xuan, at this moment, also stood up.

"Humph! Two turtle Chinese people actually dare to run rampant in France? It's a shame! ”

The female star who was holding Louis Kelan's arm snorted contemptuously a few times, snorted at Ye Xuan, and said disdainfully.

(End of chapter)