He immediately took a step back reflexively and was about to take a flying kick. Unexpectedly, the black boy was as timid as a mouse. When Dong Qiangqiang stepped back, he turned around and ran away.
An idea flashed in Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and he turned his head hurriedly, only to find that the blond girl had long since disappeared.
Dong Qiangqiang once thought that Germany's public security was poor. After traveling to Italy and then France, he discovered that Germany's public security can already be regarded as the best in the EU. Of course, this is General Xiuziliba. In Milan, he only encountered forced buying and selling (there must also be theft and robbery), but in the most beautiful and prosperous commercial street in Paris, there are people who dare to steal openly as soon as it gets dark. It can be seen that the more prosperous Europe is, the more thieves are there. The place.
This is Paris, he remembered Qin Youbo's comments.
He looked through the backpack and found that the outermost canvas at the bottom of the backpack had been slashed with a slit about the length of his index finger. Fortunately, there were many layers of canvas at the bottom of the backpack. If there was only one layer of canvas, the camera or camera would probably be stolen by a thief. What's in the bag.
He wanted to call the police, but after walking back and forth for ten minutes, he didn't encounter a single French patrolman. It must be that the romantic French are extremely confident in the security of the Champs Elysées. He was too lazy to walk back to the police box next to the car storage area to call the police, so he could only collect himself while walking in the direction of Tiffany.
There were fewer people in the Tiffany store than before. Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the store, but did not see Qin Youbo. Less than ten minutes before the appointed time, he walked to a bright and crowded place. , while waiting for Qin Youbo to get off work, he was thinking about what to say after meeting Louis.
The time soon reached 19:30, but Qin Youbo did not come out. Another seven or eight minutes passed, but she still didn't come out. Dong Qiangqiang was a little puzzled and couldn't help but walk to the floor-to-ceiling window and look into the store again. He was planning to make a call and ask if he had to work overtime when he heard someone behind him say: "Don't look, he's here."
He turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a tall, well-proportioned girl standing in front of him.
Her ponytail had spread out and fell on her shoulders in irregular waves. Under the light, it looked as smooth as black satin. The makeup on her face and the black slim-fitting suit made her skin extremely fair, and the colorful silk scarf tied around her neck made her look less like a student and more like a white-collar worker.
"I thought you were just being polite to such a busy person," the girl didn't introduce herself, but looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I didn't expect you to actually come."
The other party might have come out a long time ago, but was just observing him secretly. Dong Qiangqiang was thinking in his heart. He shook the other person's hand politely and then immediately took it back. He said with a smile: "You brought such a heavy package for me. I definitely can't just say a few cheap words. Why?" I also need to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude."
"It's indeed very heavy." Qin Youbo said as he tucked the long hair behind his ears, tilted his head and asked knowingly, "Are you from Beijing?"
"Replacement guaranteed."
"Do you know the rules of treating guests in Beijing? It takes three days to invite, two days to shout, and one day to shout." Qin Youbo's tone was light, as if he was criticizing Dong Qiangqiang's sincerity in treating guests.
Dong Qiangqiang had heard this statement, but he thought it was an old custom. He didn't expect that the other party, who drank foreign ink, was so particular. It seemed that he wanted to find trouble. However, he didn't want to retaliate and ruin the currently friendly atmosphere. After all, the other party's parents had a relationship with his parents, and he was a boy, so he couldn't be too fussy about it.
"Sorry, I was negligent this time," Dong Qiangqiang admitted his mistake in a sincere tone, "I won't do it again."
While the two were talking, Chinese people walked out of the Tiffany store carrying large and small packages from time to time. After passing the two of them, they kept looking back at Qin Youbo. This behavior disgusted her, so she turned her head and looked away.
"Well, let's talk while walking. I just came over and saw a few restaurants over there that seemed pretty good." Dong Qiangqiang immediately realized something was wrong after suggesting it, and immediately changed his words, "Or if you have any favorite restaurants, that's fine. But I parked the car at the other end of the Champs Elysees. If you don't want to walk over, you can wait here for a while and I'll drive the car over." He pointed in the direction behind Qin Youbo and said.
"Thank you, no need." To Dong Qiangqiang's expectation, Qin Youbo rejected him, "I told you, I have to go to work and have no time to eat."
Dong Qiangqiang was stunned: "But... didn't you just get off work?"
Qin Youbo smiled faintly and asked, "Are you just going to work as a child in Germany?"
"Oh, of course not."
Qin Youbo smiled bitterly and shook his head. He quickly glanced at the dial on his wrist and said, "My next job will start in 15 minutes. It will be 14 minutes after I tell you this."
"In such a hurry?" Dong Qiangqiang asked in surprise.
"The prices in Paris are so expensive, how can you survive as a child? At first glance, you look like a young master from a rich family, the kind of person who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers." Qin Youbo spoke with a gun and a stick, but Dong Qiangqiang could only pretend not to hear.
"Then where is your next job? I'll drive you there." Although he didn't like Qin Youbo's tone of voice, Dong Qiangqiang still had to be polite to save face. After all, he still wanted something from her.
Qin Youbo raised his hand and pointed to his side and behind.
Dong Qiangqiang looked in the direction of her finger and saw an oil-brown plaque hanging on the door of an antique Chinese-style building on the street corner dozens of meters away. On the plaque were engraved four vigorous and powerful official Chinese characters: Lily Restaurant.
"I thought your second job was as a luxury goods shopping guide."
"International students have limited working hours throughout the year. They only have 180 full days or 360 half days with a tax card. Even if they work full time, it will not be enough. So in addition to jobs with tax cards, they must find other jobs." Qin Youbo said meaningfully. She glanced at him and said, "Don't you have to worry about your tax card when working in Germany? Or do you not work at all?"
"Oh, (working) in Germany is different from Paris." Dong Qiangqiang didn't know how to explain it for a while.
Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was hesitant in speaking, Qin Youbo didn't bother to get to the bottom of it and said bluntly: "It's getting late. If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. If you don't tell me, I'll be there."
Dong Qiangqiang was shocked: This girl could guess what he was thinking. It was simply terrifying. He could only bite the bullet and ask: "How do you know I have something to ask you?"
"Intuition." Qin Youbo gave him an invincible answer.
Dong Qiangqiang could only ask honestly: "If two French companies are involved in a lawsuit, where can I find information about the lawsuit between these two companies? Or if I want to check whether a company is involved in lawsuits, on which organization or website can I find out? Found this information?”
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