Chapter 558 Luck (Happy New Year's Eve!)
"Miss Lan had an accident in Korea, and she seems to have been arrested by the Korean government. Have you heard about this?"
China .
Kyoto.
The first of the five major palaces in the world.
Forbidden City.
As the royal palace of two dynasties, although it remains magnificent, its majesty has been lost in the torrent of history. The place where only noble ministers could set foot in the past is now open to the public and crowded with tourists.
"I heard, it seems that Jinhai's business is also involved. Those sticks are really uneducated."
A few young men were chatting while strolling around. They were dressed in ordinary clothes and there were no luxury brands around them. , but his conversation and temperament reveal a nobility that is different from ordinary people.
From time to time, beautiful women dressed as palace maids pass by.
Tourists talked and took photos.
But they turned a blind eye.
As natives of the imperial city, they have been here countless times and know almost every detail of the palace, even those restricted areas that are not open to the public.
"If you don't offend me, I won't offend anyone. After all, Miss Lan is one of our own, why don't we show those sticks a little color?"
Full sense of national honor .
Someone is moved and interested.
Some people did not express their opinions in a hurry, and their eyes moved meaningfully to the core position.
"Brother Song, just say it. As long as you raise your arms, we will charge forward. If they make things difficult for us, we have to let them lose a few pieces of meat."
As the world's second largest economy.
Goryeo and China had a lot of trade exchanges.
There are many chaebol companies from Goryeo doing business in China.
That Brother Song adjusted his mediocre black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Do you want to help, or add fuel to the fire? Be careful of doing bad things with good intentions. A woman like Aunt Lan, why do we need to do so much? "
"Oh, Brother Song is right. How can a little Gao Li trap Miss Lan?"
The man's sharp eyebrows showed his innate talent. Lai, the arrogance of being superior to others, but towards Lan Peizhi, it seems that he admires him from the bottom of his heart.
"By the way, I heard that guy Yuan Bingshan went to Afang Palace to cause trouble, and he happened to bump into Miss Lan."
One person answered.
"Is there such a thing?"
Someone was immediately interested and asked enthusiastically: "What's the result?"
"Of course, How could Yuan Bingshan be his opponent? It is said that he was slapped away by Miss Lan. "
This is how the rumors were formed. As word of mouth spread, they gradually became bizarre and even beyond recognition.
"A slap?"
Some people were surprised, "Hu Chi is so bad?"
Even the man wearing flat glasses turned his head.
"You can't say that Hu Chi is bad. Who is his opponent? It's Blood Guanyin. What's all the fuss about."
This guy is probably a fan of Lan Peizhi, and he is very interested in Lan Peizhi. Highly respected.
“If it were placed in ancient times, she would be like Mu Guiying, a character who would leave a mark in history.”
“Can you please be less flattering? I am in Goryeo now. Even if you blow it to the top, people won’t hear you.”
A few people were joking.
A big G drove in grandly.
It attracted tourists to look at it with surprise.
You know, this is the Forbidden City, and every floor tile you step on is an antique with history.
Even if foreign leaders come to visit, they have to walk!
The foreign tourists around him were aware of the situation and understood that they might have met some big shot. They communicated in low voices and whispered.
The eye-catching big G stopped shortly after entering the palace wall.
The ones who came down were not some dignified dignitaries or well-known business tycoons, but two fashionable and beautiful young women.
They stood by the car as if no one else was around, taking selfies with selfie sticks.
“Tsk.”
The men with flat glasses couldn’t help laughing when they saw this.
In addition to the two beauties, there are also two cold and handsome men, who should be bodyguards.
Being able to drive into the Forbidden City has some background.
As ordinary people, they were surprised, and of course they did not dare to meddle in other people's business. Most of them took a few glances and walked away silently.
But someone secretly picked up the camera, trying to take a picture of this rare or even once-in-a-lifetime scene.
Posting it to Moments is also a gimmick that can attract attention.
Even though he was careful enough in his movements, he was still discovered by the two bodyguards who looked like eagles.
“Who asked you to take the photo?!”
The two beauties were stupid, or careless, but they were very cautious. A bodyguard walked quickly and rushed to the person who was taking the photo. He ordered in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Delete the photo!"
The person who took the candid photo was a young man in his twenties. He was full of energy. Even though he was a little scared instinctively, he still felt that there were no threesomes in the world. The sixty-ninth grade, holding his neck tightly, said not to be outdone: "What's wrong with me taking pictures? Is there a rule in the Forbidden City that doesn't allow taking pictures?"
The bodyguard was quite strong and didn't listen to what he said at all.
“I’m warning you one last time, delete the photo!”
“Don’t delete it!”
The young man defends the integrity and bloodiness of contemporary young people and refuses to give in.
The bodyguard's eyes were stern and he was about to take action.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's everyone's right to take pictures. Does this Forbidden City belong to your family? You're so overbearing that you don't even allow people to take photos?"
A man with flat glasses walked next to him. Seeing the injustice, he walked out. It was the guy who had just praised Lampe's closeness.
"Everyone pays the same money, the same tickets, why do you yell at others?"
With a few words, he instantly left the bodyguard speechless.
People around were whispering.
The bodyguard didn't dare to act rashly for a while. It didn't matter if he was alone, but if he provoked public anger, it would be a bit troublesome.
“I didn’t allow him to take pictures, but he couldn’t take pictures of us.”
“Oh.”
The guy nodded, seemingly a reasonable person, and then turned to look at the candid guy.
“My friend, that’s right, people have portrait rights, how can you just take pictures of their faces? If you want to take a picture, just take a picture of that car.”
The man with flat glasses raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
The people around me also smiled and thought.
The bodyguard's expression changed, and he stared at the guy who made the idea with an unkind look, and threatened in a cold voice: "Don't look for trouble."
"What do you mean looking for trouble? Everyone comes to the Forbidden City. "You guys are making noise here, aren't you affecting everyone's character? I'm here to help you adjust, don't you know the heart of a good person?" With sharp eyes, he continued to say to the candid photo guy: "Portrait rights are sacred and inviolable. You can't take pictures casually. But the car is gone. I listened to others and deleted the photos. The worst is to take a few more pictures of the car."
You really mean what you say.
The secretly photographed guy was at a loss.
“Why are you standing there stunned?”
Seeing that the other party was frozen in place, the guy actually walked over, took the camera from the young man's hand, and then operated it in front of the bodyguard, "Look, it's all deleted."
Not yet. When the bodyguard's expression softened, he unexpectedly raised the camera again, pointed the lens at the big G, and muttered, "A car that can enter the Forbidden City must be photographed to commemorate it."
Not yet. Wait for the bodyguard's reaction.
"Click, click..."
The guy put down the camera with satisfaction, lowered his head to admire his work, and muttered curiously: "By the way, you need to buy this car when you come in. Do you have any tickets?" The bodyguard's face was completely gloomy, he stopped talking nonsense, stepped forward, and quickly snatched the camera away.
Exquisite skills.
The guy looked up, as if he didn't react, and asked blankly: "What are you doing?"
The bodyguard didn't say anything, and with a "bang", the valuable imported camera fell to the ground. On the ground, it split into three pieces.
The secretly photographed guy was in a daze, then rushed over, squatted down, and picked up the remains of his camera. When he found that it was completely damaged, his face was full of pain and anger.
"Why did you smash my camera?!"
He raised his head angrily.
The bodyguards are condescending and disrespectful.
Finally.
The two beauties with fair skin and long legs who were obsessed with taking selfies noticed the movement here, "What's wrong?"
"These two people want to take secret photos."
Bodyguard report.
“I spent my first month’s salary to buy my camera, why did you smash it for me!”
The secretly photographed guy stood up, with veins bulging on his neck.
The two beauties drove big Gs and were covered in luxury goods. They looked like they were wealthy owners. After understanding the general situation, they wrote lightly: "How much money I have, I'll just transfer it to you."
It's like a giving tone.
The secretly photographed guy clenched his fists and his chest was filled with a sense of humiliation. However, as an adult who has already participated in the work, he should vaguely understand that the other party must be powerful.
“But what about the other photos taken in my camera?”
The two beauties smiled disdainfully.
“What does your photo have to do with us? Who asked you to take random photos? How much does your camera cost? Hurry up.”
“I traveled to many places to take the photo. ..."
The young man argued hard.
"You want to blackmail me, right?"
The beauty became impatient and ordered the bodyguard: "Give him ten thousand."
That's so generous.
A camera costs 10,000 yuan, which is indeed more than enough.
But at this time, a lazy voice came to mind at an inappropriate time.
“Beauty, art is priceless. It may take people many years and travel to many places to take those photos. You just want to throw away 10,000 yuan. Are you being bullied?”< br>
Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, his handsome appearance and unique temperament still made the eyes of these two beauties brighten up as they were destined to be beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But seeing that these two people were probably working together, I quickly frowned.
"Give them twenty thousand."
He is very wealthy.
The guy laughed.
The secretly photographed guy didn’t say anything.
The bodyguard took out his mobile phone and transferred 20,000 yuan to the young man.
There was no way the young man could continue shopping. He took the remains of the camera and left the Forbidden City with mixed emotions.
After taking all the beautiful photos, the two beauties got in the car and Big G left in a swaggering manner.
Looking at the direction where Big G was leaving, the man picked up his cell phone and said, "Check how a car with the license plate of Beijing XXXXX drove into the Forbidden City. I have lived for more than 20 years. I’ve never been so arrogant. All cats and dogs can drive in, why don’t I be the dean?”
This guy put down his phone and happened to see a pair of pure eyes staring at him, holding a bottle in his hand. The candied haws on a skewer, her majestic breasts were in sharp contrast to her childish appearance.
What a cruel and cute girl.
However, this guy didn’t show any squinting look. He quickly noticed a figure wearing a peaked cap next to the cute girl. He quickly stopped his careless and dandy look just now, and shouted politely and even respectfully. : "Miss Cao."
The woman in the peaked cap nodded as a response, and then walked towards the man with plain glasses.
The big-breasted cute girl followed her and licked the candied haws. She looked harmless, cute and cute.
But this guy is afraid.
The violent scene from the past can’t help but come to mind again.
Beiyuan Nanye.
Many famous names.
No one in the north and south of the country knows it.
But an arrogant person like Ye Tingxuan was once beaten violently by this girl, and the bodyguards around him were knocked down.
“Ms. Cao.”
The greetings came from everywhere.
Only the man with black-rimmed glasses shouted "Jinse" in a gentle tone.
The rest of the people know better and go away.
“Why do you do this?”
The woman in the peaked hat asked.
The man with black-rimmed glasses did not pretend to be stupid. He smiled and asked, "What's wrong with me doing this?"
The woman looked at him and said, "You should call her Aunt Lan."
< br>The man smiled and adjusted his decorative glasses.
"So what. I am right to call her Aunt Lan, but I have a lot of right and wrong in my heart. Jinse, you also know who she is. Is it wrong for me to do this?"< br>
He asked again.
The girl next to her, whose appearance and figure were extremely inconsistent. She looked like a high school student a few years ago and still looks like a high school student now. She didn't speak. She seemed to be concentrating on eating candied haws, but the corners of her mouth were vaguely curled up.
The young woman wearing a peaked cap and without any arrogance still did not answer the question. She just said: "You should not borrow the hand of the Korean."
The man was silent.
"Are you blaming me?"
The woman was noncommittal, her face calm, "What you do is your own right, but if you set up a trap in Goryeo, the whole world will see it. Joke.”
The man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of feminine eyes, and his appearance instantly rose several notches.
"Jinse, if you object, I am willing to listen to you."
The woman did not answer the question.
"You should understand the principle of not making a family scandal public. No one will say much about what you do in the country."
The man was silent.
“Many people are unhappy with you now.”
The girl who looked like she was underage raised her head and said something. I don’t know whether it was a kind reminder or a mockery. His mouth was stained with sugar.
The man smiled but said nothing.
The woman touched her fluffy hair and seemed to be planning to leave, but when she turned around, she suddenly paused.
“By the way, I heard that you lost a game in Las Vegas?”
The man's eyes narrowed, then he nodded with a smile, "Well, not so lucky."
Flush versus Royal Flush.
I did carry it to my grandma’s house.
“Since when did you accept luck?”
The woman said something and turned and left without waiting for the other party to answer.
The man watched the two figures, one large and one small, disappear, his smile gradually faded, he held the frame of his glasses and rubbed them slowly.
(End of this chapter)