Han Xuan stood there with a wonderful expression.

He saw the change in expression on Miss Roland's face, looked down at his watch, which was unique in the world, and sighed inwardly that he almost exposed it. He watched her enter the mall and walked happily to the side of the road. She regarded her as a child from an ordinary poor family. This feeling was particularly interesting to Han Xuan.

The traffic jam was so annoyed that he opened the rear door and sat in, letting Gabriel drive.

Han Xuan was lying in the back row, not knowing what he was smirking. When Gabriel saw his expression, he asked curiously: "Boss, what did you talk to that girl just now?

She looked at me with a strange look, as if she had a grudge against me, and it was obvious that I met her for the first time."

"Ha ha!

I told her that you are my boss and I am your driver, and I only give me two francs an hourly salary.

I feel that she may come to me. Remember, call me Duanmu then, and you are the owner of an oil business worth billions of dollars, and I am the child laborer who drives you.

When you go back, you tell Owen and the others that if anyone fails the show, I will deduct the salary."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes and thought that he became the boss of the little boss, and he felt it was very funny. In this world, there is no one who can afford the salary of the little boss.

I understood that he was teasing someone again, and nodded and replied, "I am a bad boss, right?

I know, I will tell them.”

"My mother and my grandma came to France to attend the exhibition. I don't know if they are in Paris. I stopped by the Seine River and I want to find a restaurant to eat."

The general strike of taxis and buses is still continuing.

Some people use buses to cross the intersection, and the police just watch it, maintaining order, and they are lazy and are in a mood to joke.

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

French planes are often grounded, not because of the weather, but because the captains set out to strike. What's more, the logistics team and even those who command the tower like to strike.

According to statistics, each Frenchman has to strike for more than 70 days a year, plus five weeks of long holidays for vacations, weekends, so the old man never considered buying Airbus planes, even if they bid lower.

Because the waiting time is much longer than Boeing, employees only work when they are in a good mood, and there is a constitution to protect them from legally paid strikes.

I encountered several waves of parades protesting the company's reduction of welfare. Several streets were full of taxis and there was no way to pass. I took a long way to get to the banks of the Seine and arrived at 6:50 pm.

I came here with my family a few years ago, and the road was very familiar. I bought French seafood stew at a restaurant.

The type of small pot, and each of them put a small pot in front of them. They need to add the flavors they want to eat.

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

I smacked my lips and noticed a fishy smell. After sprinkling some salt in it, I searched in bottles and jars, and felt that it should be put on some.

Soon, fresh dark dishes were released.

I scooped some soup again and tasted it. I couldn't open my eyes when I put it in my mouth. I couldn't tell which taste it was. It was very, very unpalatable. This pot of French seafood stew was ruined by him.

The location of Secretary Shen Yutong was empty beside her. She went to the river to see the Eiffel Tower. Han Xuan found that he was not there and hurriedly exchanged her pot with his own pot in the shocked eyes of the bodyguards.

He sat down seriously and waved to the restaurant waiter to help him add seasonings. After asking about Han Xuan’s favorite taste, he prepared a pot of fragrant seafood chowder soup.

Everyone was speechless...

When Secretary Chen came back, Secretary Dawson, George's bodyguard and others looked at her with complicated eyes. They continued to eat, and did not speak nonsense in Han Xuan's threatening eyes.

Secretary Chen was still immersed in the romantic aura that came with the Eiffel Tower and could not extricate himself. He did not notice that they looked at themselves with a strange look.

He came to sit next to the chair, licked his lips and prepared to start eating. Although Han Xuan did not look at her directly, he kept staring at her with his own eyes, and others also looked at her.

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

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

This French seafood stew tastes the most authentic. I came with my parents a few years ago and still remembers it.

Today I treat you, let’s have it all, add a few plates of French baked snails later. I just saw this dish on the menu."

His expression and words made Secretary Chen murmur in his heart. He came to France few times. This was her first time trying to eat French seafood stew. I wonder if it should be this strange taste?

I thought there were differences in the taste of food between Westerners and Orientals. After Han Xuan finished speaking, she nodded seriously and said that the taste was good and everyone else was very happy to eat. If she said she didn't like it, she would be out of the same place.

When Chinese people visit, even if the owner’s food is not delicious, they will not say it in public. This is a matter of politeness. Secretary Chen is holding it in his hands at this moment.

Secretary Dawson understood that she was hurt by the boss again, so he coughed dryly and laughed, asking the waiter to bring the menu and add two plates of baked snails.

Secretary Chen thought to himself, what the hell is French food?

I didn't want to eat it, but I was already hungry. I poked a prawn with a fork and put it in my mouth and took a bite. I carefully tasted what the boss called "authentic French delicacy". It was really hard to swallow, but my face seemed quite delicious.

Several bodyguards were sorely injured that their faces began to turn red, and they were almost laughing to death in their hearts.

After Han Xuan finished eating, he saw that there was only half of the pot left in Secretary Chen, and he slowly wondered whether to eat or not. He asked her with a smile, "Why, I don't have an appetite?"

"Well, I'm not hungry yet."

"puff!

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

Han Xuan couldn't hold it in anymore and lay on the table and laughed. The laughter attracted the attention of many diners. This restaurant was not a formal occasion, so no one cared about it, but found it very interesting.

Secretary Chen's face was confused and turned his doubts to others. The big bald bodyguard Irving was first told about what happened when she was not here. His face turned green after hearing this.

He didn't care whether it was his boss or not, so he reached out and pinched Han Xuan's ear and twisted it, teaching him a lesson to tease him. Gabriel and the others did not stop him, and watched the boss fight with her with a smile.

After all, he didn't dare to use too much effort. Secretary Chen let go of his hand and drank a few big sips of sweet grape juice before suppressing the strange smell.

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

After checking out, Han Xuan left the restaurant, and his ears were red and white. In order to regain his face, he said, "Don't think I'm afraid of you. As long as you use one trick to use the unique skills of Huashan School, you will definitely lose."

Secretary Chen stared at the sight of his eyes and tried to cut off Han Xuan. It seemed that he had also read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes: The Demon Sect Leader".
Chapter completed!