The riot in Paris took place the day before the turn of the millennium. The French police responded in a timely manner and finally brought the situation under complete control at about 7 p.m., not only arresting about 60 saboteurs, but also
The suspect controlled about 200 people.
Unfortunately, the four or five guys who were extremely active in the afternoon still slipped through the net. The surveillance video shows that the impulsiveness of these guys played a very bad leading role. Of course, there are leaders in other places, but many people
They were all captured. Among those who slipped through the net, no one knows the origins of these guys.
But this is not an important matter. If you can’t catch it now, then catch it slowly. Parisians are already very familiar with street life. Where there are parades, there will eventually be large or small riots. This is what everyone knows.
There is a consensus that in human society, there is always a shortage of people who take advantage of others' misfortunes. Didn't even the Chinese riot the day before lead to some conflicts?
Of course, in comparison, the order of the Chinese parades was much better than that of most blacks from Guinea and other countries, so the consecutive parades in the past two days formed a sharp contrast - the Chinese are indeed a group that knows how to exercise restraint.
In fact, this is the consensus of Parisians and even French people. Chinese people here may be judged as timid and fearful of trouble, but they will never be associated with the word "trouble".
Next, the Paris police will seriously consider how to deal with the incident. The leader who did not know the truth asked, since they are all ethnic minorities demanding improved living conditions, why don't the Chinese and Africans march together? They have the same characteristics.
Isn’t it the appeal?
These leaders probably didn't have any good intentions when asking this question. They just thought that since the two ethnic groups have similar demands, if the situation gets out of control, they would first instigate the two groups to fight. The police would
The pressure will be less, and international public opinion cannot simply blame the French government. Yes, a government that does not deflect conflicts is not a mature government.
Then everyone was surprised to find that in fact, a large part of the two demonstrations were triggered by a public case - the Chinese encountered an extremely bad robbery. One day later, the two culprits of the robbery died, including
One person was tortured to death, and immediately after, another Chinese was murdered.
In a situation like this, it’s crazy that Chinese people can march with non-Liu people. Realizing this problem, someone immediately made a suggestion. In this case, we might as well arrange more Chinese people here in the 19th District.
Police officer?
This idea is undoubtedly a good idea. The Chinese are about order while the Africans are more keen on causing trouble. By pitting the two groups against each other intentionally or unintentionally, it can save a lot of trouble. However, this is not realistic. There are very, very few Chinese working as police in Paris...
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After Chen Taizhong made trouble in the crowd for a while, Shi Shiran went back. However, just such a short period of trouble made him think back to the unscrupulous days in the past - those green years worth remembering~
These feelings rarely appear in his memory anymore. They are so far away that they are not real. This long-lost pleasure made him feel in a pretty good mood in the next few days, even if there was no big wave in the country.
Covering the Chinese march in Paris.
In fact, the domestic reaction is completely justified. After all, everyone's goal now is to immerse themselves in development, and the parade that took place at the turn of the millennium is also the French people's own business. If the domestic reaction is too violent, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
Moreover, in the magical city of Paris, there are too many things like demonstrations and strikes. From sanitation workers to police, from airline employees to postmen, who has not participated in several strikes? Never stopped.
Working French are not real French.
What made Chen Taizhong feel a little uncomfortable was that because the country had to keep a low profile on the matter, his deputy director's courageous act had to be postponed.
Song Shandi had already sent the manuscript of her interview back to Tiannan Youth Daily. The leaders were deeply pleased that she could catch such important news when she first came to France. However, just three hours later, a new reporter
The order was issued: "Not only will this manuscript be postponed, but it will also undergo major deletions... Africans are marching in Paris, right?"
When reporter Song received this call, Chen Taizhong was burying his head in a deep sleep, so the outcome of the negotiation was not known. In short, for everyone in Phoenix's European office, the first two days of the new millennium were
, it really left a deep impression on people.
That night, the Office in Europe continued to be brightly lit. After all, everyone can only experience one millennium in their lifetime. At midnight, 20,000 searchlights around the Eiffel Tower criss-crossed the night sky, followed by fireworks on the top of the tower.
The flowers bloomed together, the yachts on the Seine sounded the whistle of the new millennium at the same time, and millions of people crowded the Champs Elysées...
Chen Taizhong once promised to take the girls out to play this night, but now he had to break his promise, but fortunately, at this moment, they received greeting calls from China one after another.
Around 12:30, Huang Hanxiang also called. For Beijing, it was 8 o'clock in the morning. He made an unreasonable suggestion: "There are a lot of activities in Paris today. I think you should go out and do some activities."
"I've already been active," Director Chen replied, and he didn't even mind saying it more clearly, "I'm going back to China in a few days, and I will bring you a little surprise then."
"Haha, I know you can do it." Huang Hanxiang smiled happily. In fact, through some channels, he already knew that Xiao Chen had started to handle some things. "But you can't be satisfied and stay there for a while."
It's about time... By the way, truffles, winter truffles don't taste good. Send some back to me. Well, it's New Year and I have to be busy. Let's talk about it later."
"But I have to go back to take the exam." Chen Taizhong was still waiting to defend himself, but the caller on the other end had already pressed the phone. When he put down the phone and walked out of the office, the first dance of the new jubilee year had already begun. The people from the European Office,
International students and some Chinese businessmen were already jumping up in the hall.
But Yu Li didn't dance. She accompanied Yuan Jue upstairs and looked down. The little girl just learned that the Chinese who died in the 19th District might be Mu Xiaomu, and she was in a bad mood...
The deceased is dead, but life continues. The next day is New Year's Day. Everyone is tired from playing and gets up very late. Even the people from the Provincial Association for Science and Technology are no exception - in order to feel the impact of Paris in the new millennium.
Crazy, they went out for fun at night and didn’t come back until after one o’clock in the morning. Fortunately, they had Master Zhao in the team.
Elderly leaders like Xi and Principal Li might have stayed up all night otherwise. Yuan Jue got up not late and appeared in the hall at about eight o'clock. When he went downstairs, he happened to see Chen Taizhong in the hall.
Warm bread in the microwave "Boss, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"I can't sleep, there are so many things going on recently." Chen Taizhong smiled, opened the microwave oven, and sat there with a sigh, "Would you like some more... Lao Yuan, you also know that the outside is loose and the inside is tight, and the current situation is not very good. I
You have to be more careful."
"It's not that serious, right?" Yuan Jue walked to the sofa in the hall, sat down slowly while holding on to the armrest, and smiled casually. He knew what Director Chen was referring to, "When our European Office did not come to Paris,
Haven't they been here all these years? Taizhong, I say to you... don't carry such a heavy psychological baggage." "If there is no pressure, there will be no motivation." Chen Taizhong smiled after hearing this. "If I stay busy for a while, I might have to return to China.
Okay, Lao Yuan, when do you plan to go back?"
"I said boss, you can't do this. It's my turn." Yuan Jue became anxious after hearing this. "Come on, I won't say much else. I will leave when the stitches are removed and go back to recuperate. After the Spring Festival
I'll be back soon." "Aren't you kidding? We just removed the sutures and it's dangerous to get on the plane!" Chen Taizhong glared at him, "Whose responsibility is it for the wound to collapse? Just give you a parachute and you can get off the plane halfway.
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"Anyway, I have to go back as soon as possible. Yesterday Dongmei called and sounded strange, asking me if I had a stomachache recently." The expression on Yuan Jue's face was very wonderful. His nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. "I doubt that Wei
Zhuangshi told her something else... He was the owner of the grocery store at the school gate.
"But I have to go back to take the exam. If there are no problems, I can get my diploma this year. Then I will be a junior college student." Chen Taizhong rolled his eyelids. "Old Yuan, you must learn to take the overall situation into consideration."
"I'm willing to take care of the overall situation, so I'll recover from my injuries first." Yuan Jue laughed when he heard this, and said to himself that the boss's official tone is getting smoother now. "I'll wait for you to come back. Is that okay? Xiao Liu also wants to go back during the Chinese New Year.
Take a look at home, I won’t bother you in Paris.”
"By the way, do you have any suggestions on how to arrange the cleaning workers' New Year celebrations?" Chen Taizhong had a headache thinking about this. The Spring Festival is the most important festival for Chinese people, especially in relatively remote areas like Phoenix. Most counties and districts even have to celebrate it.
The Spring Festival ends only after the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. "The European Office has to keep people."
"Xiao Liu also wants to go back during the Chinese New Year." Yuan Jue frowned when he heard this. Talking about this Chinese New Year, he also had a headache. For example, the Phoenix Office in Beijing was simply closed during the Chinese New Year, but the Office in Europe cannot be closed, right? After all,
Europeans don't celebrate the Spring Festival. "If it doesn't work, I'll come over before the Spring Festival."
"You all go back, I can handle it alone." Now, it's impossible for Chen Taizhong not to keep people here. There are people climbing chimneys. Who knows who will be recruited next? "Anyway, I have many friends here.
." "Isn't this bad?" Yuan Jue smiled, but accidentally pulled the incision on his belly. He gasped in pain, "How can you greet such a big place by yourself?"
"I told you I have many friends." Chen Taizhong rolled his eyes at him, stood up and munched on the bread while walking out, "You'd better go back later. Seeing you like this, you won't be able to pay the public food when you go back.
It’s better to wait until the recovery is better.” “What are you thinking about?” Yuan Jue muttered in a dumbfounded voice. Chapter 212s Beating Zhao Chen
On January 2nd, Kochisa came to the European Office for lunch again, which was to congratulate the New Year. In the afternoon, Chen Taizhong received a call from Grace and Bella, saying that they were going back to the UK and had a performance.
Also visiting relatives by the way.
The two girls were quite dissatisfied that Chen Taizhong had not come to see them for more than a week since he came to Paris. However, they also knew that the European Office had encountered a lot of things recently, and it was finally okay. Chen promised that he would come to Paris in a month.
The office will become quite empty, and then, um...
On the same day, Xun Dejian came to France. This time when Shi Liang was injured, he did not come to the Chinese parade, which made him a little depressed. From a certain point of view, the talkative man still liked to join in the fun, not to mention that he was a self-proclaimed
What about the chairman's?
The people from the Zan Association for Science and Technology have not left yet. In fact, although they encountered two large-scale parades in Paris, which made the trip a bit unsmooth, the carnival scene of Millennium Night was enough to make up for their losses.
Xun Dejian arrived at the European Office at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Shi Liang happened to be there too. The injury on Boss Shi's leg healed very quickly. At least the swelling has subsided now. If he didn't have to sit in a wheelchair to show others, he could even stand alone.
It's a long way to go with a cane.
There were some other Chinese businessmen and international students in the European Office, and everyone seemed happy and happy. This time Director Yuan came to rescue people, and then Director Chen came to the hospital and showed his intention to protect the Chinese, and everyone understood it.
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Invisibly, everyone regards this place as a trustworthy institution - no one in this world is a fool. If you want to get the sincere support of others, it does not depend on what you say, but on what you actually do.
What.
When Xun Dejian walked into the hall, there were seventeen or eight people in the hall. Seven or eight of them were playing poker in the corner and watching, and two people were playing chess and four people were watching.
The rest was just drinking tea and chatting. Chen Taizhong and Shi Liang sat together and chatted. When he saw him coming, he got up in excitement, "You just came. The cucumbers and vegetables are already cold. I know you can't count on me... huh?"
Director Chen was surprised to find that Chatty Xun was followed by four or five people, one of whom he knew. Seeing this, he couldn't help but frown. "Just come, why are you bringing outsiders?" "Chen Taizhong, I'm here to find you."
We need to discuss something." Zhao Chen stood there carelessly, the two people behind him were obviously his followers, "Are you free?"
"I have time available at any time, but why should I give it to you?" Chen Taizhong's face sank. He really didn't have a good impression of this guy. On the day of Mr. Huang's birthday, this guy tried to provoke him. Later I heard that
This person is a mad dog who bites people. Especially, the Huang family treats this person very well, so much so that he actually defected to the Lan family.
Chen was afraid of everything except mad dogs. Moreover, he was in Paris and not Beijing. He didn't believe that the other party could play better than him, so he glanced sideways at the chatterbox, "Xiao Xun, you have been in Beijing for a while.
His eyelids are very complicated, and he can recognize anyone." What he meant was that his eyelids were "mixed" rather than high. In addition, the previous words showed his consciousness at a glance. Gou Dejian understood it as soon as he heard it, and smiled bitterly in disdain.
"I met you on the plane. Mr. Zhao heard that I was coming here, so he came to see me."
"Chen Taizhong, what are you talking about?" Zhao Chen, who originally had a violent temper, couldn't help but get furious when he heard what he said. He had a smile on his face but a look of madness in his eyes. "It seems you are quite dissatisfied with me?"
"Get away from me. Who do you think you are? Can you even call me Chen Taizhong?" Chen Taizhong smiled at him, and that smile was as bright as it could be. "Guard 1 1 r 1 1
One of the doormen went home for the long vacation, and the other was pointing to earning overtime pay. When he heard someone calling in the room, he took two steps over and said, "Director Chen, what's the matter?" "You go by yourself, or should I call the doorman?"
You throw it out?" Chen Taizhong pointed at Zhao Chen with a smile, "It's a big holiday, be good and go out...ah?"
Zhao Chen turned pale with anger before he tried to speak again. The guard had already realized what was going on - he couldn't understand Chinese, but a person could understand this situation, so he couldn't step forward to pull Zhao Chen away.
You are not welcome here."
Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand, and the companion behind Zhao Chen quit. Although everyone said that they were first-class foreigners and second-class officials, in Zhao Yanei's eyes, ordinary foreigners were really not worth mentioning.
What's more, this is the Phoenix City Office in Europe, an agency sent by the government. What's so scary about foreigners working here? Not to mention that one of them left, leaving only one guard here.
So, the two companions took action at the same time. One raised his hand to hit the guard's hand, while the other jumped up and hit the guard two steps back with an elbow hammer.
"Looking for death!" Chen Taizhong slapped the table, stood up and rushed out. Before everyone could see what was going on, they heard two "pops" and the thug was slapped.
After a spin, the other one hit him even worse with his elbow, and was kicked five meters away by him. "You are very brave if you dare to attack me." Chen Taizhong stood there and nodded with a smile. People around him
But everyone was startled, stood up and looked over.
The guy who received the slap was stunned for a long time before he realized what had happened. He let out a low roar, jumped forward, stabbed his foot hard, and then punched him in the face.
There was another crisp sound of "pop". Chen Taizhong moved his body, raised his hand and slapped the man again with a backhand. He slapped the man in a circle again. This time, the slap was much harder. The man covered his head and slapped him.
Tucked up.
At this moment, the man who had been kicked pushed himself up hard and wanted to stand up. How could Chen Taizhong allow him to stand? He couldn't help but jumped over like an arrow and kicked him hard on the back: "Get down here."
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Forget about the guy who hit the doorman, he was really eager to protect the master, but this guy actually dared to hit someone with his elbow, and he turned against you, "It depends on the owner to beat a dog, who do you think you are?"
After Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, he yelled, picked up the stool next to him and was about to rush this way, but with so many people in the European Office, how could he be allowed to do whatever he wanted? Everyone stepped forward and grabbed hands.
He grabbed his hand and hugged his waist, "Don't do anything, just say it..."
Zhao Chen also had his moments, but when others said he was a mad dog, it was probably because he fought to the death, not because he was very skilled. In addition, he had just gotten off the plane and had neither a knife nor a gun on him.
Time was obsessed with him, and he was so anxious that he shouted, "Chen Taizhong, I can't spare you!"
"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" When Chen Taizhong heard this, he immediately got angry and kicked the guy on the ground hard until he vomited blood. Then he stepped forward and poked Zhao Chen in the chest.
"Boy, are you justified in coming to beat someone?"
"I've heard that you are a mad dog. Brother, I specialize in fighting mad dogs." Chen Taizhong pointed at the person next to him and sneered, "Come on, let him go. I won't take advantage of you. See how I throw you out."
That's what he said. Others must not let him go, right? After Zhao Chen struggled desperately twice, he stopped and looked at the other person's eyes, which turned out to be blood red. "Chen Taizhong, I remember you. I'm not done with you anymore."
...I came to you today because I wanted to discuss serious matters." "Mei Er, you have nothing to say." Chen Taizhong snorted, "You are so awesome when you come to ask for help. Let me tell you, whoever dares to do anything again today will be killed.
Parts."
As he spoke, he pointed at the guard board, pointed at the door, and waved his hand casually. The meaning was obvious: Get them!
The guard was still annoyed. After being slapped like this, he wanted to take action. He found that his boss had no intention of encouraging him, so he stepped forward and pushed the three people out. Zhao Chen was just a mad dog but not an idiot. Seeing that Chen Taizhong was not only
Dare to take action, my skills are good, and there are many people around me, so I can only leave quietly.
After walking out of the door, he turned back and pointed at the European Office viciously. Although he didn't say anything, the whites of his eyes were no longer visible, only black and red.
When he and the others left, others were curious. In everyone's minds, Director Chen might not have a very good temper, but he was still quite enthusiastic about Chinese people, so several workers came forward and asked, "Director Chen, who is that person?"
Ah, why are you so rude to him?"
"He was rude to me first, didn't you see?" Chen Taizhong smiled and shook his head, "This guy is just a red kid. He is arrogant and domineering in Beijing because he knows a few old people. This kind of person needs to be dealt with."
"That's it, that's it." Others nodded in agreement. Most of the people present were French-Chinese. I heard that the guy was a legendary princeling, but not many people had a good impression of him.
Xun Dejian smiled bitterly after hearing this, "Director Chen, I heard what he said. It seems that Mr. Huang asked him to find you. You guys are doing well. Each of you is more grumpy than the other. We haven't said anything serious yet. Let's have a fight first.
"I don't care who asked him to look for me? Come to the European Office, and if you have anything to say, just talk to him. Why are you so crazy?" Chen Taizhong shook his head nonchalantly, "Didn't you see what his attitude was just now?"
He had already seen Zhao Chen's reaction before leaving, and thought to himself that the guy had a reputation as a mad dog, and he was afraid that he would not be able to be kind now. Then, why should I wait for that guy to come to my door?
