Han Xuan stood in place with a wonderful expression.

He saw the change in the expression on Miss Roland's face, looked down at his unique watch in the world, and sighed that it was almost exposed, seeing her enter the mall, happily walking to the side of the road, being treated as a child of an ordinary poor family, this feeling was particularly interesting to Han Xuan.

Annoyed by the traffic jam, he opened the back door and sat in and let Gabriel drive.

Han Xuan was lying in the back row, not knowing what to smirk at, Gabriel saw his expression and asked curiously, "Little boss, what did you talk to about that girl just now?"

She looked at me strangely, as if she had a grudge against me, and it was the first time I had met her. ”

"Haha!

I told her that you were my boss and that I was your driver, and that I was only paid two francs per hour.

I feel like she's going to come to me, remember, and she'll call me Duanmu when the time comes, and you're the owner of a multibillion-dollar oil company, and I'm a child laborer who drives your car.

When you go back, you tell Owen that if anyone messes up, I'll deduct their salary. ”

Gabriel squinted, thinking that he had become the boss of a small boss, he thought it was funny, in this world, how can anyone afford the salary of a small boss.

Knowing that he was playing tricks on people again, he nodded and replied, "I'm the black-hearted boss, right."

Got it, I'll tell them. ”

"My mom and my grandmother came to France for an exhibition, I don't know if they're in Paris, stop by the Seine, I'm looking for a restaurant to eat......"

The general strike on taxis and buses continues.

Someone used a bus crossbar at the intersection, and the police were just watching from the side, just maintaining order, looking lazy, and still in the mood to laugh.

It is said that there are many strikes in the United States and Britain, but in fact, France has the most, and the strikers are not fighting alone, but there are trade union people watching next to them.

French planes are often grounded, not because of the weather, but because the captains go on strike, and even worse, the logistics team and even the people who command the tower like to strike.

According to statistics, every Frenchman has to go on strike for more than 70 days a year, plus five weeks of long vacations and weekends, so the old man never considered buying an Airbus plane, even if they bid lower.

Because the waiting time is much longer than Boeing's, employees work when they are in a good mood, and there is a constitution that protects them from lawful paid strikes.

There were several waves of protests against the company's cuts in benefits, taxis were parked on several streets, and there was no way to pass, so we took a long detour until we reached the banks of the Seine at 6:50 p.m.

I came here with my family a few years ago, and the roads are familiar, so I bought a casual French seafood stew at a restaurant.

The kind of small pot, and the bodyguards put a small pot in front of each of them, and you need to add it yourself which flavor you want to eat.

Han Xuan put some garlic and mayonnaise, scooped the soup with a spoon, and poured it into a bowl to taste the taste.

Smacking his lips, he noticed a little fishy smell, sprinkled some salt into it, rummaged through the bottles and cans, and sprinkled a little if he felt that he should put it.

Soon, the fresh, dark dish was baked.

I scooped some soup again and tasted it, I couldn't open my eyes when I entered my mouth, I couldn't tell what kind of taste it was, it was very, very unpalatable, and this pot of French seafood stew was ruined by him.

The position of Shen Yutong's secretary next to her was vacant, and she went to the river to see the Eiffel Tower, Han Xuan found that she was not there, and hurriedly exchanged her pot with her own pot under the suspicious eyes of the bodyguards.

sat down solemnly, beckoned the restaurant waiter to help him add seasoning, and after asking Han Xuan about his favorite taste, he prepared a pot of fragrant seafood chowder soup.

The crowd was speechless......

When Secretary Shen came back, Secretary Dawson, George Bodyguard and others looked at her with complicated eyes, and continued to eat, without talking nonsense in Han Xuan's threatening eyes.

Secretary Shen was still immersed in the romantic aura of the Eiffel Tower, and he didn't notice that when they looked at themselves, their eyes were a little strange.

Came to the chair and sat down, licked her lips and prepared to eat, although Han Xuan didn't look at her directly, he kept watching with his spare eyes, and the others also looked at her.

I saw the little secretary scoop out a small octopus leg with a spoon, and then put the spoon into his mouth, his face suddenly changed, and he wanted to spit it out, but this was impolite, and he frowned and chewed twice and swallowed it into his stomach.

When she looked sideways at Han Xuan, Han Xuan immediately ate a piece of scallop meat, nodded while eating, and praised: "The French food is really delicious."

This French seafood stew tastes the most authentic, I came with my parents a few years ago, and I still remember this taste.

I'm going to have a treat today, let's eat them all, and I'll add a few plates of French baked snails later, which I just saw on the menu. ”

His expression and words made Secretary Shen muttered in his heart, she has been to France few times, this is the first time she has tried to eat French seafood stew, and she thought to herself, should it be this strange taste?

thought that Westerners and Easterners had differences in their taste for food, and after Han Xuan finished speaking, she nodded seriously, saying that it tasted good, and everyone else was very happy, if she said that she didn't like it, it would be unsociable.

Chinese people go to be guests, even if the host's things are not delicious, they will not say it in public, this is a matter of politeness, and Secretary Shen is holding back at this moment.

Secretary Dawson understood that she had been miserably beaten by the little boss again, coughed dryly, stifled a laugh, and asked the waiter to bring the menu and add two plates of baked snails.

Secretary Shen thought about what the hell is French food.

I didn't want to eat it, but I was already hungry, so I poked a prawn with a fork and put it in my mouth to take a bite, and tasted the so-called "authentic French delicacy" of the little boss with my heart, which was really hard to swallow, but my face pretended to be delicious.

Several bodyguards suffocated their internal injuries, their faces began to redden, and they were about to die of laughter in their hearts.....

After Han Xuan finished eating, he saw that Secretary Shen still had more than half of the pot left, so he slowly struggled whether to eat or not, and asked her with a smile, "What's the matter, I don't have an appetite?" ”

"Hmm...... I'm not hungry right now. ”

"Poof!

Hahaha! She actually said she wasn't hungry......"

Han Xuan couldn't hold it back, lying on the table and laughing, the laughter attracted the attention of many diners, this restaurant is not a formal occasion, so no one cares, but thinks it is funny.

Secretary Shen's face was confused, and he turned his questioning eyes to the others, and the bald bodyguard Owen was the first to tell what happened when she was not here, and his face turned green after listening.

Regardless of whether it was his boss or not, he reached out and pinched Han Xuan's ears and twisted them, teaching him to play tricks on himself, Gabriel They didn't stop it, and watched the little boss play with her with a smile.

After all, he didn't dare to use too much strength, Secretary Shen let go of his hand hatefully, and drank a few gulps of sweet grape juice before suppressing the strange taste.

After a while, the baked snails were delivered, a total of more than a dozen French snails, placed on a plate with shells, and the way to eat them was similar to eating snails.

After checking out, he left the restaurant, Han Xuan's ears were red and white, and in order to save face for himself, he said: "Don't think I'm afraid of you, as long as you use one trick of the Huashan Sect, you will definitely lose." ”

Secretary Shen's eyes widened, and he was about to cut Han Xuan, and it seemed that he had also watched "Heaven and Dragon Slayer: The Demon Sect Master".

The two elders of Huashan have original secret skills, and the essence is all in one "grasp" word......