Chapter 127: "Hello, I'm Mingge."
The honking of police cars pierced the sky and shattered the peace of the city.
The young foreigner, named "Kim", was shackled and escorted to the local police station.
A thrilling curtain came to an end.
Ming Ge picked up the bag that had been cut off the strap, but the contents were undamaged, and walked over to the elegant and graceful old lady wearing a noble veil hat and white lace gloves on her hands.
"Your bag." In French, Mingge said, "You can see if the valuables inside are missing." ”
Who knows, the aristocratic old lady smiled elegantly, and what she said was fluent Chinese, "Thank you." ”
She took the bag.
didn't check it in a hurry, but looked at Ming Ge with a smile.
&; It is a kind of aristocratic courtesy, and there is also a kind of ...... Respect.
She speaks Mandarin very fluently without a hint of jerkiness.
"Beautiful Chinese girl, thank you for helping me get my bag back from the robbers, there are things that are very important to me."
"Really, thank you very much, and I would like to offer my 12 points of thanks, and may the Lord bless you with peace and joy."
Speaking of this, the old lady's wrinkled but delicate and elegant face showed a look of undisguised appreciation, "Honey, your performance just now is really amazing, I have never seen you ...... like this"
After a moment's thought, he found the words to describe, "Well, wonderful girl." ”
"You are brave, fearless, love your country, you are special."
Her tone was still so unhurried, but it could be read with a hint of appreciation.
The aristocratic old lady gracefully stretched out her hand, waited gracefully for someone to shake it, and said, "It's an honor to meet you, I'm Mlodie." ”
There are three kinds of people in France: men, women, old ladies.
French ladies are at the forefront of fashion, and their hearts for elegance and trends are hotter than most young girls.
And the name Mlodie -
It has a place in the entire international fashion industry!
There is no other reason.
Mlodie is one of the top 10 international perfumes and the founder of the Muse brand!
Everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Mingge, what kind of fairy luck is this!
As soon as you go out and meet a robber, you will stage a big battle, and the person who was robbed is still a godmother of the French fashion industry!
Ming Ge had long expected that the old lady's identity was not simple - the D-level killer-level robber was just to grab a bag, which was already suspicious - it turned out to be Mlodie (Melodie).
Her eyes flashed, and she held her hand, "Hello, I'm Mingge." ”
After a pause, she added, "A Chinese." ”
Be.
Putting aside the identities of celebrities and rich second generations, she is first and foremost a person, a Chinese.
She's so proud of it!
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