Han Jin was stunned and turned around and saw a woman wearing a fur hat and sunglasses standing in front of him...≦,

He didn't recognize it at the first time.

Zeng Huaqian also looked over in confusion. She didn't understand what the man was saying, but she felt very surprised when she saw her smiling at Han Jin so sweetly.

"A Jin, are your friend?" she asked in surprise.

Han Jin shook his head, just about to say that he didn't know him.

At this moment, the woman moved the magic mirror down half and revealed her beautiful eyes. Han Jin recognized her.

It was the French Rose Sophie Marceau who had met twice before. He didn't expect to meet her here. This was really destined to be together.

"Ah, it's you~" Han Jin smiled, and then introduced to Zeng Huaqi in Cantonese, "This is French movie star Sophie Marceau. I have met her before."

Zeng Huaqian nodded, knowing that with Han Jin's current popularity, it is not uncommon to meet some friends in Europe, so she immediately eliminated her doubts.

"What are you talking about?" Sophie Marceau asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm introducing you to her." Han Jin smiled, "This is a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here. This world is really small."

Sophie Marceau nodded, "I also looked familiar with my back, but I didn't expect it to be you. How about it? You can tell me your identity this time."

Han Jin smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he had already shocked the British Isles and was almost as famous as the legendary band Beatles. Sophie Marceau didn't even know him, which really made him feel quite embarrassed.

"Forget it, if you don't know, don't know it. The Beatles are so great, not everyone knows them." Han Jin mocked himself, and then said with a smile. "I am Han Jin, from Hong Kong."

Sophie Marceau nodded, "Hello, Han, welcome to France." She said with a smile, without any idea of ​​Han Jin's name.

Han Jin had already expected this result. Perhaps in Sophie Marceau's heart, he was just a singer from Hong Kong. As for where Hong Kong is, there may be no idea, let alone himself as a "Hong Kong singer".

"Thank you." Han Jin smiled.

"A Jin, what are you talking about?" Zeng Huaqian couldn't understand a word, so she saw Han Jin and Sophie Marceau chatting and laughing, as if she was very intimate, and couldn't help asking anxiously.

"Oh, she asked me who I was, and I told my name. She said she welcomed me to France." Han Jin explained to her.

"Ah?! She doesn't even know who you are?" Zeng Huaqian asked in surprise.

"This is not rare. There are so many people in France, it is impossible for everyone to know me." Han Jin smiled.

Zeng Huaqian smiled, "It seems that you, the world superstar, are still a bit unworthy of your reputation."

Han Jin also smiled, "Yes, the revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard!"

Seeing Han Jin and Zeng Huaxi talking lively, Sophie Marceau couldn't help but be curious. "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, my girlfriend said you are so beautiful." Han Jin smiled.

"Thank you. Please tell her for me, she is also very cute." Sophie Marceau smiled.

Han Jin nodded, then said to Zeng Huaqian, "She said you are so cute."

Zeng Huaqian smiled proudly, "Of course, but she is so beautiful too."

"Yes. People's beauty is famous in France." Han Jin smiled.

"Is that so?! What about me?" Zeng Huaqian asked without any weakness.

"Your beauty is unique in my heart." Han Jin smiled.

"Good and smooth-tongued." Zeng Huaqian said with a blank look.

Seeing that the two of them were sweet and embarrassed to disturb them, Sophie Marceau said goodbye to them and left.

Zeng Huaxi looked at Sophie Marceau's back and couldn't help but envy, "It's so tall. If only I had this high, I would be fine."

"No need, she is a foreign girl, she looks good when she is tall and big. You are Chinese, you are so petite and cute." Han Jin smiled, "Otherwise, they are all 1.56 meters tall, but you are more than 1.7 meters tall. Walking on the road is like a giraffe. Do you think it looks good?"

Zeng Huaqian fantasized about that scene and couldn't help but have a cold war, "Then let it go."

Han Jin smiled and said, "Let's go, let's take the boat there."

...

After Sophie Marceau left Han Jin, he walked a few steps and felt something was wrong.

"Why are Hong Kong singers so rich?" she said in confusion.

Although she did not carefully distinguish the windbreaker, jacket, thread pants, leather shoes, hat, sunglasses, scarves, and watches that Han Jin wore, they were all well-known luxury brands.

This is a skill that every celebrity who is involved in the entertainment industry must master. If you don’t even have this sense of fashion, it will be really difficult to survive in France, the luxury goods kingdom.

In addition, his girlfriend is also a luxury item, from head to toe, all clothes have great backgrounds.

Especially the leather bag on her hand, if you read it correctly, it should be Hermes' latest platinum bag. This leather bag costs 300,000 francs, and not every customer can buy it. It needs to be Hermes' long-term customers.

After Sophie Marceau calculated that the clothes on their bodies were worth more than 800,000 francs, which was not a small amount.

She had a quarrel with Gordon's company two years ago, and the final termination of the contract was only one million francs. In this way, her value was equivalent to those two clothes.

"Oh my god!" After reaching this conclusion, Sophie Marceau's eyes went dark, "Why are Hong Kong singers so profitable?" She was very surprised.

Sophie Marceau's intuition told her that Han Jin did not tell her the truth, or that he did not tell her completely. "What a weird Hong Kong person." Her interest in Han Jin became stronger and stronger.

...

When I returned to my home, I saw Andre Zulasky, the Polish director who lived with me, was burying his head at the desk, writing hard, and there were many white papers scattered on the ground, some with only one beginning, while others were random pictures.

Sophie Marceau knew that he was writing scripts, and he was no longer surprised by this phenomenon.

She also knew that when Andrei was writing the script, he didn't like being disturbed the most, so she quietly returned to the bedroom.

The display in the bedroom is very simple, not even a TV set, because Andre doesn't like watching TV. He thinks that those shows are full of sin, especially those TV commercials, are even more devils who have fallen into depravity.
Chapter completed!