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Zhang Wei followed behind Xia Hai, and the driver and secretary walked behind and slowly followed behind with Xia Hai's luggage, Xia Hai was a big lockbox. And Zhang Wei is a duffel bag, which is filled with a few clothes at random, and he can be put on his shoulder, it is said that the weather in France is not very different from the weather in China at this time.

In the cabin, because the tickets for the three people were to be booked, the order was still next to each other, but Xia Hai and the secretary's seats were in the front row, and Zhang Wei's seats were arranged in the back row, because Yang Yang had to deal with things in China, and she represented Xia Hai when Xia Hai was away, and some important documents were handed over to her and then faxed by her to Xia Hai for signature. So the one arranged by the public relations department who accompanied Xia Hai out is said to speak English, French, and German! has a sweet appearance, and she is also a big beauty, what is her name Lu Qian.

Zhang Wei sat down after finding his seat, and Xia Hai naturally had a secretary arrangement.

"Is Zhang Wei still used to it?" Xia Hai asked in a low voice after he was ready.

"Very good, Mr. Xia often goes abroad, and when he is abroad, he will take me around!" Zhang Wei said with a smile.

Lu Qian was a little surprised after listening to Zhang Wei's words, he was the first person who dared to joke with Mr. Xia, and actually asked the chairman to take you to play.

"Paris has the famous Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, and Notre Dame Cathedral, this time the time is more sufficient, and when things are done, I will take you and Xiao Lu around!" Xia Hai seemed to be more interested, and said a few more words.

"Then thank you Mr. Xia in advance!" Before Zhang Wei could reply, Lu Qian said first, after all, when Lu Qian followed Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia rarely said so much to her, and now she has a rare opportunity to talk not much, leaving an impression in Mr. Xia's heart.

"Haha, no thanks!"

Because Zhang Wei and the others took the VLP channel and got on the plane first, there were not many people on the plane, maybe the time was up at this time, and the noisy and scumbag crowd came up, it was too noisy, and the three of them were not chatting, Zhang Wei took out a fashion magazine and read it.

Suddenly, the smell of French perfume came to my nose, and I didn't need to look at it to know that it was a woman sitting next to me.

"Hey! Is that you? The woman said in amazement.

Zhang Wei looked up at the other party suspiciously, and wondered a little in his heart who else was so rich that he could go to France to play.

"Is that you?" Zhang Wei looked at the other party and found that it was a woman in a deep V shirt, wearing a pair of big sunglasses, wearing a seat belt, and with the swing of her arm, the white flesh ball inside was like a shadow.

"Yes! Hehe, I didn't expect us to meet again! The woman stretched out her white right hand, and Zhang Wei stretched out his hand to shake the other party's silky hand.

Xia Hai and Lu Qian glanced back, and then continued to flip through the magazine in front.

"You're going to France too?" Zhang Wei felt strange, this is too coincidental. The woman is Yang Yumin, the two met on the bus when they were in Xiangyang, and she was also wearing a deep V dress at that time.

"Yes! I didn't expect you to go to France too! What a coincidence. Yang Yumin obviously didn't expect to meet Zhang Wei on the plane.

Behind the two of them, a man with a bald head and a middle-haired hair watched from time to time, wearing a tight-fitting shirt, giving people a burly and powerful feeling.

"Are you visiting Paris for tourism or friends?" Yang Yumin asked with a smile.

"On a business trip, what about you?" There's nothing to hide, and it's not something to be seen.

"We are also on a business trip, and there are some business things in the company that we need to deal with!" Yang Yumin said with a flash in her eyes.

At this time, the beautiful voice of the waiter came from the radio, that is, please sit down, the plane is about to take off, Zhang Wei and Yang Yumin are not chatting, but sit quietly.

"Buzz!" The plane shivered slightly and slowly took off.

Zhang Wei suddenly felt a force on the back of his hand, maybe a little nervous or something, Yang Yumin's white and delicate hand squeezed Zhang Wei's hand tightly, Zhang Wei didn't care about letting the other party grab his palm.

Soon the plane began to fly smoothly.

"Passengers and friends are very welcome to board the Air China 738 aircraft." Then in the introduction in English and in French, Zhang Wei didn't understand a word, but he understood some.

"Where did you get here to get on the plane?" Zhang Wei asked after the plane stabilized, after all, there can be a beautiful woman in a boring flight, especially this kind of pleasing beauty.

"Xijiang, we don't have a flight to Paris, so we can only come to Haizhou City!" Yang Yumin obviously didn't mean to let go, and still grabbed Zhang Wei's hand tightly.

"Oh!" Zhang Wei doesn't know much about these either, after all, flights to France are not available in every city, and not so many people go back, after all, a one-way ticket costs thousands, and it can't be done with visas and tens of thousands of dollars per cost to France.

"By the way, are you going alone or with someone else?" Yang Yumin looked around, but didn't see anyone walking with Zhang Wei, after all, she knew the two people behind her, and the two people in front of her seemed to be a couple of young and old, not like they were with him.

"I'm with our boss!" Zhang Wei stretched out his hand and pointed at Xia Hai in front of him and said, This is not something to be seen.

"Oh!" Yang Yumin's beautiful eyes flashed.

"Looks like your boss still uses you a lot?" In her heart, she regarded Xia Hai as a person of her own kind.

“....”

"When you arrive in France, you look for your sister, and your sister will take you to Montmartre." Yang Yumin squeezed Zhang Wei's palm and said.

"What is Montmartre?" Zhang Wei asked puzzledly, after all, Zhang Wei only knew about Paris Zhang Wei only knew about a few famous attractions.

"Montmartre...., you'll find out when you get there." Yang Yumin showed a mysterious smile, a look of pride that her plan had succeeded.

"Montmartre, good I remember!" Zhang Wei remembered the name, and then the two changed their mobile phone numbers so that they could contact each other when they were in France.

"Sir, what do you want to drink?" A well-built stewardess pushed a dining cart and walked up to the two and asked.

"Two glasses of oranges!" Yang Yumin didn't wait for Zhang Wei to answer, and had already asked for a cup for Zhang Wei.

"This lady really thinks about her husband!" After the waiter finished speaking, he continued to ask others, leaving the embarrassed Zhang Wei and Yang Yumin, and at this time the two realized that the palms of the two were still pulled together, no wonder others misunderstood.

The two of them were embarrassed and didn't speak, and their palms loosened. (To be continued.) )