Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0376 A Young Day
That night, Sophie Marceau's bedroom floor was damaged and water from the bathtub splashed everywhere.
The two of them didn't care and started out making a fuss in the bathtub. Then they moved the battlefield to the 2.527-meter-wide bed. Goose feathers from the pillows and quilt were flying everywhere, and there was a hole and a wet spot on the bed sheet.
When he woke up the next day, Nan Yi wondered which battlefield he was on. The room was a mess. Looking at the water-soaked wooden floor, his heart ached like a needle. Replacing the floor would cost at least hundreds of thousands of francs.
I looked at the messy pillowcases and quilt covers on the bed again. They were all brand names. Replacing them with a new set would cost at least 20,000 or 30,000 francs.
I got up from the bed, picked up all the wet clothes on the floor and threw them into the bathtub. I picked out those that could not be washed and found a large garbage bag to put them in.
"Bonjour."
"Stupid pig."
“Will there be sunshine today?”
"You can get up and open the curtains yourself and have a look."
"No, I need to sleep a little longer. I have to sleep eight hours a day. I was six hours short yesterday." Sophie Marceau lay back down and picked up the goose feathers that fell to both sides. "Adam, am I an angel?"
"Yes, you are the angel. God sent you to tear down the house."
"We were all very happy last night, that's enough." Sophie Marceau closed her eyes. "Don't bother me now. Remember to wake me up with a kiss at noon."
"Go to sleep. Your flight is tonight. Where are your documents? I need someone to go to the airport to register them first."
French citizens do not need a visa to travel to Hong Kong, so they don't have to worry about visas. However, everyone boarding a Nanyi plane must register at the airport and go through security checks. This is not a privilege you get if you are flying on a private plane.
But it is much better than taking civil aviation before. Before, the bodyguards' guns had to be entrusted to someone else, and a lot of procedures had to be completed. Behind Nan Yi's free and easy flying, there are a lot of tedious procedures that need to be done.
In order to obtain gun licenses for multiple regions for the bodyguards, Nan Yi paid a lot of money, and his subordinates also put in a lot of effort.
"In the second drawer of the right wardrobe."
Sophie Marceau replied in a daze, and immediately began to snore softly.
Nan Yi tiptoed out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom in another bedroom to wash up. He brushed his teeth in front of the washbasin, looking at the strawberries on his neck, thinking that he had to wear a turtleneck sweater today.
After washing up and walking out of the room and changing his clothes, Nan Yi called Ya Zhenni to his side again.
"Ya Zhenni, your position needs to be changed. From now on, you will no longer be the captain of the Flat Shoes Team, but the security manager of Sophie Control Investment. I will ask Ruan Zhiping to transfer a group of people over, and you can recruit another group of people yourself. The contracts of a group of people in the Foreign Legion should expire this year, right?"
"Yes."
"Then go recruit a group of people. The security team will be capped at 100 people, and you can plan the rest yourself. By the way, who do you think is suitable to take over your position as captain?"
"Frog is the most suitable. He is from Holland, but he has lived in Paris for many years and has strong fighting ability."
"Did you come up with this nickname?"
"No, it's the consensus of the team." Yazhenni said with a smile.
"Why don't I remember there being any Eagle people in the team?"
Frog Man, this nickname was originally used by the Eagle people to call the Dutch. Because Holland is low-lying and water-rich, the entire country is below sea level, and the Dutch living in it are a bit like frogs living in a swamp.
Later, the Eagles gave this nickname to the French because the French love to eat frog legs. In addition to the frog man, the Eagles also gave the French a "Cheese Eating Surrender Monkey", which literally means "cheese eating surrender monkey".
You know what, this nickname summarizes the characteristics of the French people quite well.
"Squareheads are Anglo-Germans."
"Oh." Nan Yi nodded. "Since you think he's suitable, then he should be the one. Before you take over, find two more suitable members for the team and add two more people."
"Got."
"You need to change your style. From now on, you will have to deal with our friends in the French government frequently. Shooting is no longer your main job. It will be more about socializing."
"clear."
"Tell me about the power situation in District 13. And the people gathered here in Wenchang are Xian Hongyu and Xian Dingshan, right?"
"There is also a girl named Xian Rou, Xian Dingshan's younger sister."
"Bullshit!" Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "Why didn't I know there was a person named Xian Rou in Wenchangwei?"
"Boss, I don't know. Anyway, there is a woman named Xian Rou next to Xian Dingshan. She is said to be Xian Dingshan's sister."
"Oh, go on."
"In District 13, there are those who use the banners of the Hongmen and Qingbang, but they are all engaged in legitimate business and are composed of older people. In addition, there is the new big circle that has emerged in the past two years. I heard that they just came from China. Others include forces established by Southeast Asian Chinese, which are relatively scattered and are mainly for self-protection.
In addition to the traditional wealthy area of the 16th arrondissement, there are also wealthy areas in the 7th and 8th arrondissement. The public security in the 13th arrondissement is considered good in Paris because it has the least blacks and Albanians.
Xian Hongyu was doing small commodity wholesale business and had not encountered any problems. He only came to me once because of a tax issue, and I found a lawyer to handle it for him.
Xian Dingshan opened an underground clothing factory, employing illegal immigrants as workers. His business was doing very well, and he never contacted me once.
“Are all the people using Chinese?”
"There are people from all over the world, from Africa, Eastern Europe, South America, but not too many Chinese."
"Next time you see him, give him a message and tell him to be careful and not get involved in things he shouldn't be involved in."
Xian Hongyu and Xian Dingshan have only received a few years of education, so they cannot do any high-end business for the time being and can only do some niche business.
The profit from small commodity wholesale seems to be considerable, but in fact, because most of the transactions are in cash, a lot of taxes are saved invisibly. If you pay taxes honestly, the profit will become very thin, or even unprofitable.
Let’s not even talk about Xian Dingshan’s underground factory, which was run secretly and may not even have a business license. It also employs illegal workers and it is estimated that it has never paid a penny in tax.
If the French turn against them, neither of them will be in a good situation, as they will be like a sieve and have no difficulty finding any handle on them.
Nan Yi couldn't change their current situation either. The two of them had limited abilities at the moment. Even if he threw out some fat meat, they couldn't catch it. They could only do some business in the cracks first, and then he could support them when they became familiar with the place and gained more experience.
After learning about the situation of the people surrounding Wenchang, Nan Yi asked Ya Zhenni to leave, and Nan Yi picked up a yellow pages and picked out the advertisements inside to read.
The Internet had not yet become popular, and today's advertising media were not so diverse. Small business owners who did convenience businesses had few advertising models to choose from. They couldn't put up those "lock opening ＊＊＊" plasters in Paris, so the Yellow Pages were often their best choice.
Nan Yi just wanted to find a small decoration company to renovate the floor of Sophie Marceau's bedroom. He could only find a small one, not a big one, otherwise the cost would be too expensive.
It is best to find a small company that is just starting out and still in the word-of-mouth stage, where the quality and price will be very affordable.
I wrote down a bunch of numbers and called each of them to inquire about the approximate construction period and quotation. Finally, I kept two companies with good value for money and gave the numbers to Ya Zhenni, asking her to follow up.
Nan Yi spent the morning working and studying. He entered the bedroom at noon and leaned over to kiss Sophie Marceau on her pretty face. "Snow White, it's time to wake up, or those seven short, ugly girls will have to be your backup."
Sophie Marceau opened her eyes, stared at Nan Yi's face for a while, then stretched out her hands to hug Nan Yi's neck, pulled Nan Yi down with all her strength, and pressed her mouth against Nan Yi's...
1:30 pm.
"I'm hungry." Sophie Marceau rested her head on Nan Yi's stomach, stroked his chest muscles and murmured .
"Where would you like to eat?"
“Waterloo Restaurant.”
“Is there a restaurant like this in Paris?”
Nan Yi didn't believe that any restaurant would dare to use this name. It would probably be smashed as soon as it was put up.
"Not in Paris, but in the small town of Waterloo near Brussels."
"It's more than 300 kilometers. Even if we drive fast, it will take more than two hours. Aren't you hungry?"
"I can have some bread first."
"Okay, let's hurry up." Nan Yi sat up from the bed, walked to the bathtub to run hot water, turned on the faucet, and walked to the cloakroom to take out two bulletproof vests, "Put this on later."
"No, it's too heavy." Sophie Marceau took one look and said with disdain.
Nan Yi thought for a moment and said, "It's up to you. Take a ride with me, not your Porsche."
"Why, Porsche is fast."
Sophie Marceau also sat up on the bed and threw up some drizzle.
"It's not safe. If I run into the bad luck I encountered yesterday, I will basically die."
Although the sports car looks great, it is too thin. Without an assault rifle, a burst of Uzi fire will definitely kill the people inside, whether it is a direct hit or causes the car to lose control and roll over.
"Adam, Paris is not as dangerous as you think. What happened to you yesterday doesn't happen every day."
"Either find a restaurant nearby or don't drive a Porsche. Your choice."
"Adam, where's your romance?"
"I'm afraid of death."
"A cowardly man."
As Sophie Marceau spoke, she turned off the hot water, sat in the bathtub, picked up a small bottle beside the bathtub, poked it with a stick, took it out and put it to her mouth and blew, and bubbles floated into the air.
"Adam, come on, together."
"No, it's too crowded."
"Why didn't you say anything yesterday?"
"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today. I'll go next door for half an hour." As he said that, Nan Yi walked barefoot to the bedroom next door.
"One hour. I want to soak for a while longer."
They really soaked in it for a while longer. By the time Nan Yi and the others went out, it was already half past three .
The convoy left the busy streets of Paris and accelerated to 130 km/h. Along the way, Sophie Marceau was never quiet. In such a cold day, she even wanted to open the window to get some fresh air.
Nan Yi refused to let her go, so she started humming a song, "When the sun shines on the mountains/And the night is on the run/It's a new day/It's a new way..."
"I fly towards the sun, I can feel the morning light, I can smell the new hay." Nan Yi continued to sing Sophie Marceau's lyrics, but he sang the Chinese lyrics.
"Adam, is there a Chinese version of this song?"
"Yes, it's very popular. The Chinese name is "White Pigeon." Nan Yi repeated the song title in Chinese.
"What's the meaning?"
“It’s the Chinese name for Paloma Blanca.”
"I understand." Sophie Marceau moved her buttocks, leaned on Nan Yi, and whispered in his ear: "Adam, we haven't tried it in the car yet..."
"Ha, do you think it's appropriate now?" Nan Yi said with a helpless smile.
"after."
"uh-huh."
Although the speed was increased to 130 km/h, it was already seven o'clock when we arrived at Waterloo.
The Waterloo Restaurant mentioned by Sophie Marceau is not far from Lion Rock, which is the battlefield of the Battle of Waterloo. There is an iron lion on Lion Rock.
It is said that this Lion Mountain was built by women from the Belgian province of Liege using baskets to carry soil from the battlefield, and the male lion was cast using discarded artillery shells.
The iron lion sits on the platform, looking west with its head held high, with the intention of intimidating Napoleon.
Unfortunately, it was dark and I couldn’t see clearly.
Led by Sophie Marceau, the two entered the Waterloo Restaurant. As soon as they entered the restaurant, Nan Yi was attracted by a decoration hanging on the wall of the restaurant .
The decoration is chocolate-colored, a bit dark in color, with a grinning mouth with its tongue sticking out, snake scales on the surface, and a pair of black eyes without carved pupils.
Nan Yi walked closer and looked at it for a while, muttering to himself: "Isn't this the faucet in the Summer Palace?"
