"What, you have lived here for 15 years?" Chen Xing's eyes widened after hearing the news, and he couldn't believe it.
"What's weird about this? I'm an Englishman, but Britain doesn't accept me, and there's nothing I can do about it."
"Then live in France." Chen Xing realized something was wrong after asking. It does not mean that he can live wherever he wants. If a foreigner's visa expires in France, he can only deport him back to himself. Going to the country?
The problem now is that the UK does not accept it. But to be honest, Chen Xing thinks Nasseri is not an Englishman.
His appearance is a typical Middle Eastern face, his hair is Einstein's kind of sparse afro, and he is bald in the front... This is very British.
No offense intended... Sure enough, Nasseri shook his head and said, "I can't leave this terminal." If Chen Xing loses his visa and everything now, then his situation will be the same as this old man, and he can't leave. This Terminal 2 cannot go to other terminals.
However, he has a way out. If he can't, he will be sent back to China. He is undoubtedly a Chinese citizen and taxpayer.
There is no situation where the motherland does not accept him. Chen Xing's order was ready, and when the waiter brought it over, he put an extra cup of Coke in front of Nasseri and said, "This cup is free." As the conversation continued, Chen Xing realized that he was from Yinlang.
When young Nasseri's father passed away and he was still grieving, his mother told him that he was not her biological child... Chen Xing listened to the story and forgot to eat.
What kind of human suffering is this? After that, Nasseri was deported because of his involvement in Yin Lang's political incident. In this case, Yin Lang would definitely not be able to go back. After that, Nasseri lived in Belgium for a period of time, and later found out about his biological son. The mother may be in England.
So Nasseri tried to find her and hoped to obtain British citizenship through her mother.
But something big happened after I came to the UK...I lost all my documents including my passport.
"How did you lose it?"
"How it was lost...I don't know. Maybe it was stolen by a thief? Or maybe I lost it in the mail. In short, when I got off the plane in London, I didn't have any documents to prove my identity." UK Customs refused to let him go, and Nasseri was sent back to Belgium without even setting foot in London.
However, fate seemed to play a hot potato game with him. Immediately afterwards, Nasseri was sent back to the United Kingdom by Belgium, and the United Kingdom immediately sent him by ship to the small town of Boulogne near Paris.
There he was arrested and sentenced to four months in prison for attempting to enter the country illegally.
After his release, Nasseri has 84 hours to leave France. He went to Charles de Gaulle Airport to see if he would have better luck flying to England.
Unfortunately this was still unsuccessful and upon reaching London, Nasseri was detained and deported back to France.
Going round and round, Nasseri became
"World refugees" can only stay at Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport, the transit point on the journey to find relatives. Chen Xing sympathized with him and asked, "So how are you living here?"
"It's very good. There are many books here. I can study my favorite literature, economics, and French. You see, I couldn't speak a word of French before, but now I can speak French very well. I also wrote a book Autobiography, Mr. Roddy at the airport has decided to recommend a publisher for me."
"Then France didn't give you the right of residence?"
"No, I'm an Englishman. Even if the UK doesn't accept me, I can't get French residence documents." The waitress who came to clear the table said: "He is just afraid to leave. He will be very angry if you take him away from here." Seri suddenly said loudly: "No, it's not like that!" Chen Xing and the waitress quickly calmed him down. Nasseri sat down still looking angry.
"Shall I take a photo for you?" Chen Xing said.
"You want to take pictures of me? Yes, many people have taken pictures of me." He has been here for many years, and many tourists know him. His legendary stories make everyone happy to take photos with him.
Chen Xing and him came to his current residence, a leather bench not far from here, by the window. Sitting here, you can see the scenery outside the terminal building. There are several suitcases and FedEx boxes next to it. , his clothes were still hanging on several hangers.
"Show your usual posture here." Nasseri stared at Chen Xing's camera for a while and suddenly said, "I want to change my clothes, is that okay?"
"Of course." Then he saw Nasseri finding a suit from the suitcase and walking to the bathroom in the terminal.
After waiting for a while, Nasseri came back wearing a dark brown suit, his hair was simply combed, and he put on some retro glasses. All of this made him look like a university professor, a very educated person. That kind of temperament.
Chen Xing took a few pictures first, and then Nasseri picked up the book and looked through it. The aura became even stronger. So he took a few more pictures.
After taking the photo, Chen Xing said: "I will find time to develop this photo and give it to you. Just think of it as my gift to you." Nasseri came over to see the original photo on the camera, and Chen Xing also turned over it. Come out and show him.
Many photographers don't like to show the original photos they took to others because there is a big difference between the original photos and the final photos. This is the photographer's secret.
If someone saw the ordinary look of the original film, wouldn't the photographer's value plummet instantly?
Chen Xing rarely takes the initiative to show off to others, but he won't refuse a model's request. Anyway, if the composition is good, the effect will definitely not be too bad.
Nasseri said a few things about how good the photo was, and then asked: "Can I use this photo in my autobiography?" Chen Xing laughed dumbly and nodded: "Of course."
"Thank you. I'll pay you how much it costs." Nasseri had this idea after hearing that Chen Xing wanted to take photos of himself alone.
However, I was still prepared to wait and see. If Chen Xing did a good job, then he would express his thoughts. If the photo was average, then there would be no need to say anything.
"No money is required. I told you this is a gift from me, so you can do whatever you want with this photo." Chen Xing also wanted to do his best to help him, but Nasseri was not a wanderer. Furthermore, it doesn’t seem right for Chen Xing to give him money.
Even though Nasseri is dressed rather poorly, he lacks everything at the airport. After saying goodbye to Nasseri, Chen Xing wanted to continue taking the high-speed rail, but Nasseri, who knew Chen Xing's destination, told him a more convenient route, which was to take the Air France bus, which could take Chen Xing directly. Sent to the Eiffel Tower.
