At the end of March, the early spring takes away the cold winter and opens the most comfortable time of the year.

Chen Jingyou went to France on a business trip, and he didn't worry about his girlfriend escaping from his eyelids, so he had to tie her to his side.

In fact, he was too busy to talk to her, so as soon as he boarded the plane, he left her aside and held a meeting with his subordinates to discuss the plan.

Tang Shuang knew that no one could succeed casually, this was absolutely true.

Even Mr. Chen, who was born with Jinshan and Yinshan on his back, has to step on the road of struggle non-stop, so I don't know where those domineering presidents have so much time to talk about love.

She was bored, flipping through magazines to relieve her boredom, but most of the magazines were in English, she couldn't read them well, and she fell asleep while reading, but was soon woken up again.

And the way to wake people up, is so...... Indescribable.

I don't know what kind of structure he is, he is so energetic that he is scared to death, he still tosses when everyone sleeps, this is 90,000 feet in the air, he knows how to do it without sleeping, and the twelve hours on the plane are used to be ridiculous.

Fortunately, it is a private jet, and the president is soundproofed independently, so he can do whatever he wants.

After a long time, Tang Shuang was a little unbearable, like a fish rolling in the turbulent waves.

He was also embarrassed and dissatisfied, "Don't be silent, they can't hear the soundproofing here." I love it when you call it out. Well, call it out. ”

Where is she embarrassed, she just blindly bears it, the aftermath makes her brain dizzy, and she has to beg him to let him go with a mournful gaze, but she doesn't know that this affectionate look is a stimulant, which makes the waves more violent.

When I woke up, I was already in Paris.

Tang Shuang's whole body was soft, and there were traces of his kiss everywhere, and she pouted, "I'm going to make you like this next time." ”

He said expectantly, "Okay, as long as you can make me like this, I guarantee that you won't leave a trace on you." ”

He was obviously bullying her for not having that ability, and Tang Shuang was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

It was raining lightly, and Chen Jingyou said that the rainy season in Paris is from December to April every year, and it is most suitable to stroll in the rain in the evening.

Outside the window is the Seine, the pale green water flows softly and softly, and it looks very gentle in the drizzle, and the clouds are pressed down, surging layer by layer, gray and white.

Chen Jingyou took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to meet the client, and asked a translator to accompany Tang Shuang to go shopping.

When you first arrive in Paris, you will work tirelessly to see the sights and shopping venues, and even save time to eat and sleep and take pictures, and few people will notice the theaters scattered throughout the city, which are full of wonderful music programs.

Tang Shuang has little interest in landscape fashion, and the place she wants to go to most is the theater.

The performances that can be staged on the stages of the major theaters in Paris are of a very high standard, and many of them are world-class, but unfortunately they are basically hard to find a ticket for the impromptu situation.

Fortunately, she can't enjoy the theater performances, and she can also watch street performances.

She feels that Paris is truly an artistic paradise, and that appreciating and participating in music performances is not the exclusive spring and snow of white-collar workers and the middle and upper classes, but the joy of life that can be enjoyed by any class, and it is easy and cheap to learn musical instruments, vocal music, and dance.

Here, everyone can be close to art, just like the lead singer of the band on the street, with a toolbox by his side, and when asked, he found out that his main job is an apartment security guard, a part-time plumber, singing is a hobby, and the person who seems to be a wandering artist is actually an executive of a multinational company.

In short, this is a magical place, and people like Tang Shuang, who are born with a love of music and dance, are simply happy to come here.

In the evening, she was reluctant to go back, standing in front of the royal palace north of the Louvre and listening to an entertainer singing the Spanish song "Affectionate Kiss", she was so intoxicated that her beautiful legs moved unconsciously, and then there was a melodious violin sound behind her.

As the father of French music, Saint-Saëns composed three violin concertos, two of which are rarely performed, but this No. 3 violin concerto with its beautiful melody and almost classical concerto has become one of the greatest masterpieces of Saint-Saëns' instrumental works.

"Chen Jingyou!"

Tang Shuang almost didn't believe her eyes, this handsome man who had a good hand was actually her boyfriend.

"Did you have fun?"

Chen Jingyou put away the violin, returned it to the street performer on the side, asked the interpreter to go back first, hugged her slender waist, and said dotingly, "I'll accompany you next." ”

After a busy day, he was not tired at all, and he was still so energetic.

Tang Shuang was originally worried that he was too tired, and wanted to say that he would go back to rest earlier, and when he saw him like this, he continued to shop.

Walking on the streets of a foreign country, Tang Shuang saw a different him, he used to think that he didn't like to talk and was so boring, but now he realized that he didn't like to talk, but the conversation box was not opened.

The more half-filled the water, the more clanging it is, and people like him, not to mention, are a blockbuster.

It's a walking encyclopedia, and anyone who doesn't understand has an answer here.

He speaks French very well, and from time to time he gives directions to local tourists, and people think that he is a native of Paris, and it is very surprising to learn that he is from China, and his eyes show appreciation.

Tang Shuang suddenly felt a light on his face, and he admired him more and more.

Sensing her different gaze, he raised his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, "Do you particularly worship me?" ”

Tang Shuangcai didn't want him to be embarrassed, "How can there be!" ”

Chen Jingyou didn't tear her down, the hand that hugged his arm tightly already explained her heart, and there was no need to admit it verbally.

Seeing that she was interested in musical instruments, he patiently introduced her, in addition to the violin, flute, erhu, horse-head violin, guitar and other common ones, he also told her about the unheard of zhongruan, oud, Greek lute, Austrian zigger, didgeridoo, all kinds of African drums, as well as the harmonic reed from different countries, which made Tang Shuang fall more and more.

The two went to the Rose Block to eat something, went to a theater to watch a classic musical, and met a well-known tenor soloist, who even sang a classic aria of "The Marriage of Figaro" especially for Tang Shuang.

This treatment was like a dream, Tang Shuang was so excited that he almost fainted, and kept asking Chen Jingyou if it was true, which made him cry and laugh.

On the way back to the hotel, the rain began to fall again, and Chen Jingyou took off his coat to protect Tang Shuang from the rain.

Under the street lamp, the two figures are warm and romantic, and they are flashed by the camera in the distance, and they are frozen into the most beautiful picture.

Suddenly, a small figure scurried up to the two of them.

It was a little girl, about six or seven years old, with curly brown hair and big eyes embedded in her skinny face, somewhat like an elf.

What she said, Tang Shuang didn't understand, Chen Jingyou quickly took out the money to her, she thanked her and ran away.

"Is it begging?"

"Well, she's a gypsy, and she said her mother was sick and didn't have money to eat."

"Is it a lie?"

"I don't know."

"And what about her father?"

"Dead." Chen Jingyou's expression darkened, Tang Shuang knew that this had touched his sore spot, so he stopped talking, and only listened to him ask, "Don't you have any clues about your biological father?" ”

Tang Shuang shook her head and smiled again, "My mother never told me, but my aunt said it once." Saying that I was the product of his passion for pleasure after worship, he didn't know that I existed later. ”

Chen Jingyou frowned, "So, your aunt may know who your biological father is, or I'll help you find it." ”

Tang Shuang was slightly stunned, "No, I don't care who is my biological father at all, in my heart, Tang Yuan is my father, even if that person is alive, I won't recognize it." ”

Chen Jingyou didn't say much, took her hand and walked back to the hotel quickly, at this moment, he just wanted to do happy things with his lover, and then hugged her to sleep.

The next day, Tang Shuang and Chen Jingyou went to London.

The Global Financial Centres Index (GFI) launch seminar was held in London for two days.

Tang Shuang didn't know anything about anything other than dance, and she couldn't even tell what stocks, funds, bonds, and insurance were, but Chen Jingyou brought her into the venue as a secretary.

But as soon as he entered the venue, he ignored her and let her take care of herself.

Tang Shuang was speechless, she was unfamiliar with her life, and she didn't understand the language, how to make it easier.

But she wasn't stupid either, and it quickly became clear that the people who came here didn't just come with ears and butts, there were a lot of people who needed to be interviewed, and a lot of things to deal with, after all, it was difficult for people attending such occasions to find a separate time to get together.

Times have been changing and developing, but it is still men who dominate it, just like this venue, which is basically a man's world, and the few female participants are just dotted with beautiful scenery.

And compared with these beautiful landscapes with brains, Tang Shuang is still a flashy vase.

But this vase is really good-looking, a curling cheongsam dress caught the eye, there are many people hunting here, and she soon stuffed a bunch of business cards.

To tell the truth, she is not fluent in English, and when she encounters long sentences and cold professional terms, she instantly sweats, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

At this time, a handsome and dashing man walked up to her, his appearance was very similar to Zhong Yi, and even the Danfeng eyes that were fascinated by death were extremely similar, "This, here you go." ”

The man handed her a golden sign with a few words written on it with a black oil-based pen.

Tang Shuang was confused, "This is ...... Who are you? ”

The man smiled, "Hello, in the next trillion, dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

"Tang Shuang."

The man smiled, "Miss Tang, you really have an extraordinary temperament." ”

Tang Shuang stared at him, "Mr. Wan, what is written on your sign?" ”

Trillions," English, French, Italian, Japanese, and South Korean Chinese, 'the voice is dumb'. That way no one will talk to you, and you won't have to be so embarrassed. ”

Tang Shuang was stunned for a moment, said thank you, and thought to herself that this person had been observing her for a while, and saw Chen Jingyou walking towards this side, with a rare natural expression, and did not have a black face as usual.

It's not easy for this vinegar jar to be so calm.

"Race by!" Trillion called him enthusiastically.

"Little uncle." Chen Jingyou also naturally shouted.

Tang Shuang stared at the trillion, "Are you his little uncle?" ”

Trillion smiled, "What, isn't it like?" Oh, I'm a few years younger than him, but in terms of seniority, I'm indeed his little uncle, my own uncle, and I don't have any hypocrisy. My real mother is her real grandmother. ”