Spring Thunder Chapter 0276 No Unskilled Person
After Sophie Marceau returned to Paris, her life changed dramatically and a lot of things happened in Paris.
One morning, she received a mysterious gift, a pink Porsche 911. The license plate number was also very meaningful, FF661117. As soon as Sophie Marceau saw the license plate, she knew what it meant. FF is the abbreviation of her nickname, Flat Shoes, and the number behind it is her birthday.
She was very excited when she saw the car, but when she opened the door and got in, her face fell. There were a few documents on the passenger seat, which were her admission , but she took the self-study exam.
"I've already told you that I hate school, and you still want me to go to school?"
Sophie Marceau muttered something, threw the document out of the car window, then started the car and drove out. She had to go to see the Vicomte Castle today.
Originally, Sophie Marceau thought that the houses Nan Yi asked her to look at were apartments in the city center of Paris, but who would have known that when she talked to Nan Yi on the phone two days ago, Nan Yi gave her a few castles to go and see in person.
castle……
This was something she had never dared to imagine before. She never expected that she would soon become the mistress of a castle.
Sophie Marceau drove the car so fast that the Flat Shoes Squad could hardly catch up with her. This gave Yajenny a headache. If her VIP was often like this, how would she explain to her boss if something unexpected happened?
Fortunately, after leaving the city of Paris, the road conditions were not so good, and the supercar could not reach its speed at all, so Yajni was able to catch up with Sophie Marceau's car.
As soon as she arrived at the Vicomte de Vicomte, Sophie Marceau was fascinated by the building.
The Vicomte Castle is located in the center of the garden. No matter where you look at it from in the garden, the castle stands in the center, looking majestic and imposing.
The pool 500 meters away from the castle acts as a mirror. The reflection in the water, the blue sky, the castle and the garden, the real and the unreal complement each other. The real seems more real, and the fake does not seem fake. Walking in it, one has the illusion that heaven and earth are combined.
The rooms, living rooms and corridors inside the castle are very spacious. The master's bedroom is decorated magnificently and the hostess's room is full of mirrors, which is also the predecessor of the mirror corridor of the Palace of Versailles.
After a round, Sophie Marceau said secretly: "I must become the hostess here."
"Chairman, according to the information we have, the entire French capital is dissatisfied with the slow pace of privatization of French state-owned enterprises. It is estimated that they are about to plan a big move to set off a wave of privatization." Ueto Masami said to Nan Yi while looking at the information in her hand.
"I have figured this out through data analysis. That's why I want to 'train' Sophie as soon as possible." Nan Yi nodded and said.
"President, are you sure Miss Sophie is suitable for training?"
"Oh, when I say training, I don't mean expecting her to improve on her own. I just need her to have a persona of a business genius. Yamei, set up a Sophie office to be responsible for building Sophie's persona and ensuring that her persona is not exposed."
"It's difficult to avoid being exposed. Miss Sophie's IQ is not that high. Besides, she has a straightforward temper and can't keep secrets." Ueto Masami frowned.
Nan Yi thought about it and felt that his request was a bit excessive, so he said, "At least we have to ensure that it won't be exposed for a few years."
"President, I can't guarantee it."
"Try your best." Nan Yi rubbed his temple and said, "If her character can hold up, it will be easier for her to do things. If she really can't hold up, it's okay, but this girl will have to bear some criticism.
What we need to do now is to find a screenwriter to write a script for Joan of Arc. The quality of this script will directly affect the establishment of Sophie's national friendliness. Also, we need to take the box office into consideration as much as possible. If we can recover the investment, it would be the best. If not, we should try to minimize the loss."
"President, have you never thought about making a profit?"
"We can't have all the good things. Movies with heroines are unlikely to be hot sellers. I'm satisfied as long as I can break even."
To create a film that can highlight Sophie Marceau and make the French people like her, the investment must be huge. In the 1980s, movies with female protagonists were not popular with the audience and did not sell well in North America. It is impossible to recover the investment by relying on the box office in France alone.
"President, I will first find a group of people who are proficient in movies to verify the feasibility of our project."
"Well, come up with a result as soon as possible."
Nan Yi and Ueto Masami were discussing Sophie Marceau here. In Paris, Yajnini took the opportunity to hire two Albanians, cornered a film director in an alley and gave him a beating.
Ya Zhenni was a little confused about this task. Her boss didn't even know , but insisted that she find him and use very special and perverted methods to deal with him.
"Oh, where should I light the candle wax? That place will be ruined."
Yazhenni, who was hiding in the dark, watched the two Albanians' actions and felt sorry for them. She took out her camera and took two pictures. She thought that this should be enough to get the job done.
Masami Ueto also flew to Paris soon, where he first registered a Sophie Investment Holdings Company, and then followed Sophie Marceau to visit the Fouquet family, the owners of the Vicomte de Vicomte Castle.
After more than a week of negotiations, the Vicomte de Vicomte was purchased for 300 million francs, equivalent to 39.37 million US dollars, and the responsibility for its maintenance and repair was also taken over.
If it wasn't for the purpose of increasing Sophie Marceau's value and status as quickly as possible, Nan Yi would really look down on this kind of castle because it was too troublesome to maintain.
Of course, there is a reason why the price is so outrageous. Nan Yi has never bought a house worth 40 million US dollars before.
When the title deed and land deeds of the Vicomte's Castle came into the hands of Sophie Marceau, when she went to receive it, in order to declare her sovereignty over the castle, she swam naked in the castle pool in a very French way, and then spread her scent throughout the castle.
After a few days, Nan Yi received a stack of photos sent from Paris. He first looked at the photos of Sophie Marceau taking selfies in the castle one by one, and then looked at the photos of the director. After reading them, he hid the photos of Sophie Marceau and burned the photos of the director.
Time quickly came to February 12, which was New Year's Eve. Nan Yi asked for leave for the two children and started preparing dinner early in the morning.
Although he was in a foreign country, Nan Yi prepared everything he needed, even tofu. He went to Peace Dove's New York base, set up an earthen stove and cooked two pots.
After being busy for the entire morning and most of the afternoon, when Chen Feng arrived, Nan Yi had not yet completed all the preparations.
"Nan Yi, let me introduce you. This is my buddy Xu Li, a tomboy." Chen Feng was also very outgoing. As soon as he arrived, he took Xu Li into the kitchen.
"Hello, Miss Xu, I'm Nan Yi."
"Don't call me Miss , I can't get used to it. Just call me by my name. I'm a good guy, unlike Chen Feng who is just a gigolo." Xu Li looked Nan Yi up and down, saw his bronze skin, and nodded in appreciation.
"You are talking nonsense. My family has always been good at writing since my grandfather. Your grandfather is nothing but a soldier."
"Chen Bailian, don't be so arrogant."
Xu Li didn't roll his eyes or look at Chen Feng in the eye. Instead, he patted the back of Chen Feng's head.
"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists."
"Who is the gentleman? I am a little woman."
"You can also be considered a woman." Chen Feng said disdainfully.
Nan Yi finally understood that this pair of people were a pair of happy enemies. He probably thought that both families also wanted to bring them together.
"Crazy, didn't I tell you to come earlier to help? Why are you here only now?"
"It's just a little after three o'clock, isn't it early? We have dinner at six o'clock, aren't three hours enough?" Chen Feng didn't care at all that Nan Yi called him a madman. Basically, anyone with a name containing homophonic characters such as 风/丰/锋 will have a nickname of madman.
"Nonsense, is the New Year's Eve dinner an ordinary meal? I got up early in the morning to prepare it." Nan Yi spat, then pointed at the two children, "Last time you came, they didn't introduce them to you at school. Fan Hongdou, my eldest daughter, and Nan Ruoyin, my second daughter."
"Hello uncle, hello aunt."
The two kids greeted Chen Feng and Xu Li.
"Okay." Chen Feng responded, then turned to Xu Li and said, "Have you prepared a red envelope?"
"Nonsense, you come to someone else's house to have New Year's Eve dinner, and you don't even want to think about this matter in advance?" Xu Li had no intention of covering up for Chen Feng. He reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while, then took out two red envelopes and gave one to each of the two children.
Judging from the way she took out the money, she probably had several red envelopes in her pocket.
Nan Yi immediately gave Xu Li ten extra points in his impression. Although he looked careless, he was very polite.
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Crazy man, where's yours?" Nan Yi looked at Chen Feng with amusement.
"This...this, I came too quickly, I forgot."
"If there's no red envelope, then let's work to offset it. Hurry up and help me brush the lotus leaves." Nan Yi said, pointing to the lotus leaves on the kitchen island.
"Okay , okay, I'm in the wrong, so let's just work." Chen Feng raised his hands and begged for mercy: "Why are you washing lotus leaves?"
"Steamed meatballs, steamed buns, Xu Li, please feel free to prepare them." Nan Yi called out and put the drained pork on the chopping board to chop it.
They said that they asked Chen Feng to help, and he really was just an assistant. Apart from helping to pass things, he really couldn't help at all. He even broke two lotus leaves while washing them.
Fortunately, Nan Yi didn't really count on him. He just wanted to get closer to him invisibly, otherwise he would be very angry.
After another three hours of hard work, at six o'clock in the afternoon, the New Year's Eve dinner was finally ready.
"You wouldn't know until you try it, it turns out I have a talent for being a cook. Wow, look, there are sixteen dishes, and I contributed to at least eight of them." After the dishes were placed on the table, Chen Feng stood there and boasted about himself.
"Just forget it. Do people who don't know really think you've helped in any way?" Xu Li was still arguing with him.
"Didn't I help?"
"Okay, come sit down quickly, the food will get cold soon."
Nan Yi invited the two to sit down. He held a jar of wine in his hand and filled every bowl on the table.
"Nan Yi, are there any guests who haven't arrived yet?"
There were only five people eating, but there were twelve sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Xu Li patted Chen Feng's hand and spat, "If you don't understand, please don't ask nonsense questions. This is for commemorating the ancestors."
"Xu Li is right. Come on, let's eat. There are no rules here, so just be casual." Nan Yi called out again and everyone started eating.
Chen Weizong arrived relatively late. Everyone was halfway done eating when he rushed over from the Yonkers construction site.
