W Jiang Feng was quite satisfied with the positive attitude of the hotel, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you throw something away. But can this door be repaired as soon as possible? It will be affected when you go to bed at night."

After hearing Jiang Feng's words, the manager was very grateful. He didn't know that Jiang Feng hadn't lost anything at all. He was still a little worried that if Jiang Feng spoke to them, their hotel would be in trouble. After all, Jiang Feng was surrounded by so many bodyguards, and it was obvious that they were not simple people. Now seeing that Jiang Feng didn't hold them accountable, he immediately promised that they could be repaired within half an hour, and then they retreated.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, someone carried the new door and started to replace it. From beginning to end, it took half an hour, but not a minute.

After the door was repaired, Jiang Feng saw that it was still early and didn't know how he should pass the night. So he ran to his subordinates next door to ask them.

"What are some fun places in Paris at night?" Jiang Feng asked.

Because of their magical performance last time, these employees of Jiangshi Investment Fund have regarded Jiang Feng as the incarnation of Hermes, but when they were with Jiang Feng, these guys did not show any fear and were very relaxed.

"Mr. Jiang, you can climb the Eiffel Tower." An employee of Jiang's Investment Fund suggested with a smile.

"Am I sick?" Jiang Feng gave the employee a blank look and rejected it with dissatisfaction. The Eiffel Tower is so high, and although he is physically strong, he should be empty after climbing up and getting off. He has to add another midnight snack. The food in George V's hotel is so dark, and he has to spend thousands of dollars on a midnight snack. Although we have money, it is not like this way of spending. If you can save, you still have to save some.

"Then let's go to Montmartre Heights. It's very fun and suitable for men." An employee of Jiang's Investment Fund named Sanchez suggested to Jiang Feng with a wicked smile.

Jiang Feng frowned and asked, "Montmartre Heights? Where is that?"

Another employee of Jiang's Investment Fund, named Peterson, shrugged and said, "Jiang Master. That is the most famous red light district in Paris."

After explaining to Jiang Feng, Peterson glanced at Sanchez again and said, "Santez. If Miss Jiang knows that you encouraged Mr. Jiang to go to such a place, be careful that she will fire your squid."

Red Light District... Jiang Feng is interested in seeing it. But he is a big boss after all, so he can't lose the price in front of his subordinates, right? Even if he really has this kind of demand, let's not talk about following Gao Ziyi next to him, and he just wants to go out to play, so why do you have to SM an international supermodel, right? The street girl who comes from the Red Light District is not in line with her identity.

But before he could refute, another subordinate refuted Peterson's words.

"How could Montmartre Heights be a red light district?! You are misleading Mr. Jiang!"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Feng suddenly became interested and turned to ask the person.

"Mr. Jiang, Montmartre Heights is the revolutionary holy land you Chinese call!" said the subordinate, and then began to introduce Jiang Feng.

It turned out that during the Franco-Prussian War, the Prussian army surrounded Paris. The artillery positions of the Parisian workers armed the National Self-Defense Forces were located in the Montmartre Heights.

In the early morning of March 18, 1871, French bourgeois troops attacked the Montmartre Heights in an attempt to take away the cannons. As a result, they were discovered by the locals, and the conflict between the two sides directly led to the uprising of the Paris Commune.

It is said that the bourgeois army did not carry horses at that time, so it could not drag these cannons quickly, resulting in the failure of its operation. Later, in the May Bloody Week when the Paris Commune failed, the bourgeois army attacked the city from the west, and the proletariat in the Montmartre Heights fired, but the range was not far. The shells fell into friendly positions.

The traitors used the night to stuff the stones into the cannon, causing the cannon to be paralyzed. Montmartre Heights witnessed Paris in a cloud of fire and smoke.

Two years later, the Bourgeois Republic built the Church of Sacred Heart in the Montmartre Heights to commemorate all the unfortunate people in France.

"Well, if you do that, you must go and see it. It's a revolutionary holy land, haha." Jiang Feng smiled.

The people sent by Jiang Lingyu to welcome Jiang Feng were all men, and the only people brought by Jiang Feng were Gao Ziyi and Lingxi No. 1. Now, under the protection of Lingxi No. 1, Gao Ziyi has traveled around France. Those who are following Jiang Feng are all men. So everyone laughed and found a tour guide and went to Montmartre Heights to make a pilgrimage together.

The Montmartre Heights stand in the north of Paris, high above, and you can look down at the whole of Paris as you climb up the high ground.

This was once a small country village full of vineyards and mills. It was only after Paris was renovated on a large scale and became a district of Paris. Until now, there is a small vineyard on the back of the highlands, and there are hundreds of bottles of wine produced every year.

Jiang Feng and others were dressed in luxurious clothes, and they were obviously people with status. Therefore, the wanderings did not dare to come forward to talk to each other. Instead, some of the turtle men came out to introduce them to the show enthusiastically, and one of them only charged twenty dollars.

Peterson said indifferently: "It's okay to see it. We have seen too much in New York. But what do you think, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Feng nodded with a stern face and said, "What's the big deal? Just look at it. We must fully experience the decadent capitalist life before we can realize how corrupt he is!"

"Incisive!" everyone praised.

As soon as I followed the man in, I found that there were many exposed-dressed girls in the windows on both sides of the show. According to the turtle man, it was possible to choose from it by himself, but everyone just came out to take a look. Of course, no one was embarrassed to choose a woman in front of the boss. So each person paid twenty dollars in ticket fees and walked to the bar inside to watch the show.

Jiang Feng looked at the vulgar fans in the showcase window, raised his head very disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "Capitalism!"

Everyone was a little hilarious when they saw Jiang Feng's behavior. His expression was exactly the same as Arnold Schwarzenegger's expression in "Red Square SWAT", which was very interesting to watch.

However, before they could recover, Jiang Feng commented to himself: "The quantity is not large, and the quality is not good. I have the nerve to take it out and embarrass you, it's really awesome."

Perhaps Jiang Feng's voice was a little higher, and many people nearby heard it. However, most foreigners obviously couldn't understand what he was saying, but a good-looking blonde girl ran towards him with shiny eyes and stopped him very excitedly.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Feng took a step back with some vigilance, then looked at her and asked.

The blonde girl raised her chest excitedly, allowing Jiang Feng to fully understand her broad mind. Then she asked in fluent and pure Mandarin: "Comrade, do you want to do it? There is an invoice!"

Jiang Feng suddenly lost his mind for a moment, then reacted and said with a wry smile: "We are not civil servants!"

When Jiang Fengchu heard the blonde's question, he was a little surprised. He was shocked but also felt that the sentence had a profound artistic conception. After savoring the details carefully, he felt deeply impressed.

In just one sentence, only ten Chinese characters, it actually contains greetings, discussions and deep concerns about the romantic relationship between Parisians, and the three words "invoice" are the finishing touch, truly achieving the infinite charm of a sentence of ten thousand sentences.

The warm language of the blonde, coupled with its lingering and gentle eyes and expression, made Jiang Feng feel a little shaken. If there were indeed civil servants who had seen big scenes, they might have passed away immediately. Perhaps after they were satisfied with the consumption, they could still hold invoices and say goodbye to the blondes.

A comrade made the aspiring people who traveled thousands of miles from China to France to explore the traditional friendship between the Chinese and French people feel extremely intimate. For a common revolutionary ideal, although everyone has a poor language and different nationalities, they can always find an internationally common way to communicate with the spirit and flesh.

Well, of course it's not an international song.

This blonde can express the cumbersome Chinese meaning in just one sentence so concise and vivid, with a profound artistic conception and full of humanistic care. It also makes the other person feel at home, which is indeed concise and to the point!

Naturally, Jiang Feng sternly rejected the temptation of the girl who stood in the street. As a citizen of a primary socialist country, as a reborn young man who deeply understood the essence of the three representatives' thoughts, as a patriotic businessman who still remembers the important program of the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces after living again, it is necessary to deeply understand the essence of capitalism, but it is also necessary to firmly resist the erosion of the corrupt lifestyle of capitalism.

However, the important reason why Jiang Feng made up his mind to reject the invitation from these street girls was Peterson's words.

"Mr. Jiang, it's enough to watch the fun. It's too unlucky. There are high-end ones in the hotel. They offer international supermodels, and the price is not expensive, only 10,000 US dollars a night. Moreover, guests in luxury suites can get 15% off." Peterson muttered in Jiang Feng's ear.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? You have to waste everyone's expressions!" Jiang Feng also whispered.

Peterson shrugged his shoulders and thought to himself that you came with your girlfriend. How can we be embarrassed to introduce this kind of thing to you? If Gao Ziyi is angry, it is not only you who are unlucky, but we will also suffer from the disaster of the fish.

Although Gao Ziyi looks like a delicate girl, she has been in a high position for the past two years, and she has a sense of being a superior person. When these employees of Jiang's investment fund see her, they feel a little afraid of seeing Jiang Lingyu. (To be continued) m
Chapter completed!