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Chapter 503, you go out tomorrow to pretend to be a little bitch!

Seeing the atmosphere becoming more serious, the chubby Wei He stood up to smooth things over and said, "Mr. Mayor, please don't be angry. We have no malice."

"I have no malice either. I just have a kind suggestion." Bertrand still felt uncomfortable. Do these businessmen think that they can manipulate everything if they have money? Including other people's dignity and freedom of life?

"Don't call us to report. Mr. Mayor has the right to make friends." Gu Jieyu said.

Seeing him explaining seriously, his two companions Wei He and Antwan wished they could strangle him to death. How did such an idiot get into the position of Vice President of Novo Nozi?

Wei He smiled and said, "Mr. Mayor, we have always been close friends and comrades-in-arms who have advanced and retreated together. However, we have heard some bad news recently - it is said that several Chinese people came to Paris and were moving around, wanting to seek the legal status of traditional Chinese medicine in Europe - you know, last time we made a consensus through the introduction of this ban regulations, we reached a consensus through half a year. If someone wants to lift the ban and invalidate this ban, our efforts will not have any meaning."

Bertrand lit a cigarette and sat silently on the sofa.

Now, he is the one who is most difficult.

On the one hand, he agreed to Prince Philip's request and took the lead in relaxing the crackdown and control of traditional Chinese medicine in Paris. On the other hand, he also agreed with what Weihe and others said, and he must express enough goodwill to these consortiums that hold votes.

When Antwan saw Bertrand hesitating, he smiled and said, "Mr. Mayor, you should understand that we are on the same boat. Ours, that is, yours. We have spared no effort to support Mr. Mayor over the years. A few days ago, I went to visit my father, and he also told me----Mr. Bertrand is capable enough to be the president of France. It is a bit aggrieved to be the mayor of Paris. Next year's general election, we will definitely vote for Mr. Bertrand."

"Haha, yes. I think so too." Wei He said with a smile. "But, if Mr. Bertrand wants to be president, he must first protect the interests of his own entrepreneurs. Otherwise, will our votes be wasted?"

"Yes. We can help someone become president or impeach him." Gu Jieyu said.

Bertrand's face darkened and his eyes stared at Gu Jieyu with sharp eyes. However, this person with wheat-colored skin was looking around like nothing was wrong. It seemed that the threatening words just now were not said from his mouth.

"Haha, Mr. Mayor, don't mind. Mr. Gu Jieyu's words are always something--unexpected." Wei He stood up again to ease the atmosphere. "However, what he said is very clear. We must support a president who is willing to protect the interests of his own entrepreneurs, rather than a president who wants to introduce another gluttonous wolf due to the prince's romance."

"This is exactly the purpose of our trip." Antwan said with a smile, savoring the coffee in the cup.

"No one can touch our cheese." Gu Jieyu added.

Bertrand snatched the cigarette butt in the ashtray and said, "I roughly understand what you mean."

"So, what about the mayor's decision?" Wei He asked.

"I think like you, Europe is European Europe. There is indeed no need to introduce another wolf to seize food." Bertrand's hands crossed and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Mayor, wise." Wei He said with satisfaction. "Europe is the Europeans. Asia, and it is also the Europeans' Asia."

"Mr. Mayor, I would like to greet you on behalf of my father. I think that on the day of next year's election, my father will definitely come out to cheer for Mr. Bertrand." Antwan also said with a smile.

"Mr. Mayor will definitely be a good president." Gu Jieyu also exclaimed sincerely.

Bertrand smiled and thanked, but was in a heavy mood.

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Because of the news reports of French media and the in-depth analysis of Maiss, a well-known reporter who speculated that "not treating French people and dogs" into hot social news, the French people finally understood the reason why Chinese miraculous doctors did not treat French people.

They understood Qin Luo's behavior and expressed a certain degree of sympathy for the unfair treatment they received. There were no more French young people driving a speed car to beat people and smash the glass in the shop doors on Chinatown.

Today, Qin Luo still went to the entrance of Wang's Chinese Medicine Pharmacy to give patients a free consultation. The number of people coming here has increased. Qin Luo really felt unbearable this time. Anyway, the fire had already lit up and had calmed down. Therefore, after he had diagnosed the ten people, he selected more than 20 critically ill patients behind the team for treatment. Until he was exhausted, he was persuaded by Li Qingcheng, Zhang Bo and others to go back.

In the hotel room, Qin Luo closed his eyes and comfortably soaked his body in the bathtub. Li Qingcheng was wiping his body with a corrugated bath towel with lymphatic detoxification effect.

Li Qingcheng was wearing a silver career suit with a snow-white stand-up shirt. When she bent down to pick up the shower gel that fell to the ground, Qin Luo accidentally saw her sexy black thong shorts.

There was also a milky yellow silk scarf tied around her neck, which looked very elite like a professional woman. However, at this time, she was wearing a pair of white cotton slippers provided by the hotel, and squatting beside the bathtub, doing the work of a bath scrubber.

"You can change your bathrobe." Qin Luo spoke and suggested, "In this way, you won't wet your clothes."

"You men's tricks to deceive those ignorant teenage girls are of some effect, but they have no effect on a mature woman. If I change into a bathrobe, my clothes will not be wet, but my body will probably be wet, right?"

"-------" Qin Luo sometimes thinks that this woman is so annoying. Don't she know that always exposes men's secret intentions like this, which is a naked slap in the face.

I remember a senior said: A woman who is wise and evil either becomes a mistress or a nun. Sometimes Qin Luo still hopes that Li Qingcheng will be stupid.

Seeing that Qin Luo stopped talking, Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "You can only deceive me when I want you to cheat. When I don't want you to cheat, just wait obediently."

Her hand groped in the bubble for a while, then grabbed Qin Luo's little brother who was as tall as a spear and said viciously: "If you dare to think about it again, I will cut off your life as a specimen."

Qin Luo was in pain and said quickly: "I didn't have random thoughts--------You misunderstood me. I don't have that kind of meaning."

Li Qingcheng smiled and let go of Qin Luo's baby, saying, "It's best not to have a random thought. Auntie will give you a bath, so you can be content."

"I'm very satisfied." Qin Luo smiled even worse than bitterness.

Can you understand his mood at this moment? A fairy-like woman insisted on coming in to help with a bath and massage. She could only watch, not touch. Of course, she could see you, and could touch you----

Whenever her fingers touched Qin Luo's body, he would tremble slightly. It was not pleasure and excitement, it was painful dodging.

She can not treat people as human beings, but she cannot treat men as men.

Dingdang-----

The doorbell rang outside.

"A customer is here." Qin Luo said.

"You really want me to go out?" Li Qingcheng said with a smile.

"No." Qin Luo quickly denied it.

"Is that so? Then I won't open the door." Li Qingcheng said: "If no one opens the door, they will leave themselves. Anyway, we don't have many friends in Paris. If Zhang Bo and the others look for us, they will contact us by phone----"

"It's better to open the door." Qin Luo advised. "It may be a very urgent matter."

Li Qingcheng was just joking about Qin Luo. After hearing his words, he smiled clearly, then pulled a towel to wipe off the water stains on his hands, then changed into her black high heels at the door of the bathroom, and then walked over to open the door.

Her clothes were kept very neat and even if a customer suddenly visited her, she would not doubt any shameful activities between the two.

Standing at the door was Kale, Prince Philip's personal servant.

He was wearing a black tuxedo, his silver hair was combed without any restraint, and he stood straight, saying to Li Qingcheng: "Miss Li, Your Highness, the prince sent me a letter to you."

When he was talking, he sent a folded card.

"Thank you." Li Qingcheng said with a smile. She likes Kalai's classical etiquette with court style, which is very pleasing to the eye. It gives people an extreme sense of respect.

"You're welcome." Kalai bowed slightly to Li Qingcheng, then turned around and left with his two followers.

At this time, a light lock sounded in the room next to it. The small gap that could be used to peek outside was also blocked.

Li Qingcheng closed the door of the room and opened the card sent by Prince Philip. It was written with eight Chinese characters in black pen: Everything is there, but it is only the east wind.

Although the handwriting is not neat and it is not beautiful, Li Qingcheng can see from the font that the strokes are written very seriously. This is not the servant's ghostwriting, but Prince Philip's handwriting.

Li Qingcheng pushed open the door of the bath room and stood at the door and said, "Phillip has talked to the mayor of Paris. Tomorrow, you need to use your acting talent."

"Show? That's a true expression. How can it be said to be a performance?" Qin Luo said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay." Li Qingcheng compromised and said, "You go out tomorrow to pretend to be a little bitch."

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(ps: Everyone’s support and rewards are very kind, but my update is very unkind. I am ashamed to death. I am very grateful and depressed. Get back to my state as soon as possible.)

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