Chapter 425: Horse stumbles

"Why? Are you suggesting that you are good?" Chen Chuan said.
"Hmm, I always think I'm great, that's it...narcissism!" She laughed happily.
Chen Chuan squeezed her straight nose.
She smiled: "I can't breathe anymore! I\'t breathe!"
"Said the lines tonight in advance? Great! Old Si Ji!" Chen Chuan said.
"I'm not old, I'm very new, very new!"
The high-speed rail, with a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour, gallops from south to north. From 5:30 in the evening to 7:30 in the evening, I arrived at the exterior of the Garemontparnasse train station.
It is located in the 15th district of Paris where the Eiffel Tower is located.
"I saw it, the Eiffel Tower!"
As soon as he left the high-speed rail station, Wang Facai shouted excitedly.
"Calm, like a native girl who has never seen the world." Chen Chuan said.
"I haven't seen it. I've come from a small place. What have I seen. Tyrant, if you do well at night, can you open a room with a view of the Eiffel Tower?" Wang Facai asked.
"Do you want to see it?"
"Of course I do!"
"Then I will see if there are any nearby."
Chen Chuan opened the app and searched it. There is a 5-star hotel, only 0.6 kilometers away from the Eiffel Tower, Shangri-La Hotel.
Wang Facai leaned over and saw Chen Chuan’s mobile phone display: Shangri-La Hotel, Duplex Suite with Eiffel Tower View (1 extra large double bed), 3340 Euros per night.
"It's so expensive!" Wang Facai secretly said. She saw the photo of the mobile phone room facing the Eiffel Tower. It was so beautiful, a five-star wine luxury suite, and there was nothing to say about the decoration.
But the price of 3340 euros a night made her shut up with interest. After all, she went to Podor for a trip, and the bed and breakfast was only 40 euros a night. She came to play once, except for the air ticket, it cost less than 500 euros...
Wang Facai just wanted to say, "In fact, it doesn't need to be so expensive and such a good place."
But before I could say this, Chen Chuan had already booked one night on the app.
"Order it?" Wang Facai stared wide-eyed.
"what."
"More than three thousand euros?"
"Well, it's okay." Chen Chuan said. In fact, he said that he could be modest. He has more than one billion in his card, and there are so many industries. Does he care about the hotel fee of more than 3,000 euros a night?
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not a big problem to book for one year. How much is that, only 1.2 million euros.
It was only 12 million euros for ten years, not as expensive as the [Rose Family Winery] that he gave Teng Qingqing.
"My weak question, you spend more than 3,000 euros in room fees without blinking your eyes...Well, do you like me a little bit?" Wang Facai looked at Chen Chuan and asked.
Chen Chuan frowned, unexpectedly she would ask directly.
But thinking about it, I seem to like this little girl a bit, and I can't tell why.
He usually doesn't lie, and when asked, he says, "Yeah."
"Ah? Really?" Wang Facai was surprised, and said, "Well, let me be honest, don't be angry. I actually don't feel much about you, I can't talk about liking or disliking you. I just greedy you a little bit. , I think you are in good shape and rich, nothing more."
"Uh..." Chen Chuan blushed, feeling like his confession was rejected.
"Of course, the reason why I promised to be with you at night... is also because, after all, when you bought me clothes, I promised you. As long as you buy me another one, I will let you do that. I just fulfill the promise. , Are you sad?" Wang Facai said.
"No."
"That's good, so you don't really need to stay in such an expensive hotel at night, it doesn't matter if it is cheaper," she said.
"No, it's not much money." Chen Chuan said.
The atmosphere is a little bit awkward.
From the high-speed rail station, not far from the Shangri-La Hotel, the two of them walked past.
The streets of Paris also have a strange sense of beauty.
Graffiti is everywhere on the street.
For Chen Chuan, he cannot appreciate elegant art, but he can find spiritual food in street culture.
Seeing graffiti works on both sides of the railway on the road, Chen Chuan read it with gusto.
In addition to graffiti, there are also many young skateboarders who walk through skateboards.
On the streets of Paris at eight o'clock in the evening, the ancient medieval buildings were submerged in darkness and reflected in neon lights.
Two children stopped Wang Facai and asked for directions.
Chen Chuan wanted to remind Wang Facai to pay attention to his personal belongings. After all, this place is a well-known holy place for thieves, with tens of thousands of thieves gathered.
"Sir, how do I get on Gate Road?" A fourteen or five-year-old boy suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chuan and asked in English.
Chen Chuan was pushing his luggage with one hand, carrying an lv backpack on his shoulders, and his wallet in his trouser pocket. To be cautious, Chen Chuan took the wallet in his hand, pointed in a random direction, and said, "Go over there."
"Huh? It's the opposite, right?" The boy said subconsciously.
Chen Chuan threw his wallet in his hand, whistling, pointing in the opposite direction, and said, "That's this way."
The boy's eyes fell on the thick wallet, and his gaze moved as the wallet fell and fell.
"Anything else to ask?" Chen Chuan asked.
"No, thank you." The boy said.
Chen Chuan suddenly wanted to test the strength of the famous Paris thief, and said: "Or, I pretended to be stolen by you. When I found out, you had run 100 meters, and then I chased you and watched me. Can you catch up?"
"Huh?" The boy was stunned, then nodded, "Okay!"
So Chen Chuan handed the wallet to the teenager and said, "Go!"
The boy took his wallet and ran away!
Chen Chuan blew the whistle and watched the young man rushing into the crowd with great speed. Moreover, at night, street lights and neon lights flashed and the crowd was raging.
The boy seemed to be squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.
Chen Chuan raised his leg and swish!
The whole person seemed to be transformed into an afterimage and disappeared in place.
It's a bit exaggerated to say that, but under the lighting of night lights, you can indeed see the afterimages under rapid speed.
Not only the speed, but Chen Chuan's eyesight was very good, his eyes fixed on the running teenager, and he saw that he raised his hand and threw his wallet to another teenager, who turned into the street on the left.
Huh huh!
Chen Chuan stepped on the flowerbed on the roadside and flew seven or eight meters away. The rabbit rose and flew down, galloping to the side of the other teenager, picked him up, and found his wallet.
After confirming that he was correct, Chen Chuan returned to the original place. During the whole process, he was still carrying a bag and a suitcase. The speed was just imaginable.
"Paris thief, but you." Chen Chuan smiled slightly, feeling that he had achieved an amazing achievement.
Speaking of it, I am also a little scared. I didn't expect that the young boy, there will be someone to respond, and will throw a lot of ideas! That is, he can see it easily. Fortunately, the other party is only on the second floor. If on the third floor, the other party deliberately throws a fake bag to his partner to lead himself away, then it is really possible to succeed.
When Wang Facai saw Chen Chuan ran out, he ran back and asked: "What's the matter, what's the matter? Have you met a thief? Didn't you lose anything?"
"Lost, I found it back again." Chen Chuan raised the wallet in his hand.
"That's good, that's good, you must pay attention to it in Paris. There are a lot of pickpockets here, and there are quite a lot of routines." Wang Facai said, "You are like me, the wallet is placed next to the body, close to the body, close... …Where’s the wallet? Where’s my wallet?"
Wang Facai looked panicked, rubbed his hands on his body, opened his backpack and searched for it, showing a pair of wallets being taken away.
At first, Chen Chuan had an expression watching her performance, but when she saw her expression seriously, even sweating on her forehead, and turning around in circles, looking blankly at the crowds, she realized that...no Right, she was recruited?
"Are you acting, joking with me, or are you really losing your package?" Chen Chuan asked.
Wang Facai's mouth slumped, and her expression was at a loss, sad, blinded, lost, and helpless. She seriously said: "Lose it. I kept it in this personal pocket. When did I lose it? Just now? The kid asking me the way?"
Chen Chuan went to her and touched her pocket for her. There was indeed no one. He found a backpack with her, and there was none in the backpack.
She sat weakly on the ground and murmured: "Made, there are passports, ID cards...rough! And pictures of my dad!"
"How much money is in the wallet?" Chen Chuan asked.
Seeing how sad she was, Chen Chuan thought to himself, how much money is in a wallet? And she is so poor that she can die for one or two thousand euros.
"It's not much money, but... the credentials are in it!" She said anxiously, "What should I do, what should I do, Chen Chuan, can I not open the room tonight?"
"Open..." Chen Chuan was choked, what magical brain circuit is Nima?
However, the problem of passport loss is not big. First, report the loss at the police station where the passport was lost, then bring the loss report certificate and apply for a travel permit at the embassy before returning home.
"It's okay, I'll make up for you if you lose the money, and report the loss first. It's fine when you return to your country." Chen Chuan comforted.
"Chen Chuan, Chen Chuan, my dad is lost!" Wang Facai cried helplessly, "My dad is in the wallet, I just have his picture!"
She experienced the initial helplessness and confusion, and now she came back to her senses, and finally started to feel sad, sitting on the ground and crying regardless of her image.
"Hey, hey, won't you? You won't cry like this?" Chen Chuan patted her back and comforted.
"Chen Chuan, I, I, I ...... ooo, ooo!" She cried the more the more sad, cried.
"Hahahaha." Chen Chuan smiled as he watched.
But seeing her crying sadly, she said: "I'm sorry I couldn't help it, but you are too exaggerated. Are you not a small money fan? I will make up for the lost money? One thousand euros or two thousand euros Is it about three thousand euros for you?"
For Chen Chuan, it costs 3,340 euros for a night, and 3,000 euros for a girl who has lost her wallet and has a good impression of her is nothing.
"Hey~EbookFREE.me~ Why are you crying so sad, Wang Facai? Your chance to make a fortune has come. I will give you 10,000 Euros, okay? You got a blessing in disguise." Chen Chuan touched her head, softly comforting Tao.
Chen Chuan took out his wallet, clipped 20 500 Euro banknotes and handed them to Wang Facai.
Wang Facai reached out and grabbed it and continued to cry.
After crying for a while, she stopped crying and weeped silently. Holding the 10,000 euro banknote tightly, she sobbed: "Could you find me to get my wallet back, please."
"How much money is in the wallet?" Chen Chuan asked.
"More than eight hundred euros." Wang Facai sobbed.
"Are there any pictures of your dad?" Chen Chuan asked.
She nodded vigorously, looking like a weak, pitiful and helpless little white rabbit on the street in a foreign country, and her eyes were as red as a rabbit crying.
Seeing her like this, Chen Chuan suddenly felt a little self-blaming. As a man, he even let her fellow sister lose her wallet.