Chapter 512: Little John comes out as gay, what should Xiang Yang do?
In a little more than three weeks, China Week will begin.
Coming out of Xiangyang's office, Little John didn't care about DJ at all.
Call Han Sanping?
Let’s talk tomorrow.
The top priority is to have a meal and communicate with Principal An. When the photo exhibition opens, the display of Chinese traditional culture in celebration is the most important thing.
Speaking of the culture of Chinese celebrations, Little John, who has done his homework, still has some understanding.
At least he knew that dragon and lion dances were indispensable in a grand and joyful celebration.
Such a tradition, just like the Nice Carnival, the oldest carnival in France.
People automatically gather together, singing and dancing, and there are flower battles, traditional baths, fireworks displays, etc. to heighten the atmosphere of the celebration.
And where can you find such a performing arts team in Paris?
If you don’t know Principal An, Little John will definitely let his subordinates do their work.
But who told him to have acquaintances wherever he went?
“By the way, that guy Macron is also clamoring to join in the fun.”
While driving, he thought of his brother’s friend and slowed down. He fumbled for his cell phone from his trouser pocket and called him.
"If you hadn't known how to feed me the ball on the court, I wouldn't have bothered to call you."
Because of Sarkozy, Little John didn't have much affection for the consultant.
Totally give face to his brother.
After receiving a call from Little John, Macron happened to be near the Elysee Palace. He smiled and said: "I have time, if it is convenient, of course there is no problem."
"Then you wait for me. ”
After asking for the address, Little John grinned after hanging up the phone.
This guy, like Xiang Yang, loves to show affection.
Just in terms of aesthetics, little John really couldn’t figure out how he found someone so much older than himself.
“Is it true that you hate children?”
“That’s really a big heart.”
On the way, he arrived at the appointed place.
Macron, who was wearing an exquisite and crisp suit, was already waiting on the roadside early. He wore a dark patterned tie on his white shirt.
Looking closely, I saw that I had just attended a meeting.
"Little John, long time no see." Macron, who got in the car, first said hello with a smile.
He was unable to attend the community event during the fashion week. He said regretfully: "I didn't expect that you guys would invite George Weah here. It's really surprising."
"Do you want his autograph?"
Little John asked with a smile.
The signed jerseys of the Ballon d’Or, World Footballer, and African Footballer are great things.
"Your brother gave it to me." Macron replied.
Hearing this, Little John suddenly lost interest. He glanced at Macron with disgust and stepped on the accelerator.
This guy really didn't use any chance he got.
I don’t even know how to please people.
I wouldn’t have called him if I had known earlier.
Sarkozy, this idiot, has found such a person as his economic adviser. It’s a wonder that economic development can get better.
“Aren’t you going to come today?” Macron asked seeing him driving the car in silence.
"He," Little John raised his eyebrows and disparaged Macron by bragging about his friends, "He is very busy. Whether he can play football this weekend is a question. How can he compare with you."
Macron knew what Little John meant and smiled coquettishly.
“I’m just as good as you.”
Of course, to save brother Little John’s face, he didn’t say this.
But that’s the truth.
Ever since he came into contact with Xiang Yang and Little John, he had already made a judgment about them. In his opinion, Little John was nothing more than a helper for Xiang Yang.
It’s just that he is enjoying himself and is complacent, and he doesn’t know it.
"The person I will take you to meet later is Xiang's father-in-law." Little John, who was driving the car, suddenly spoke.
“China Week, many activities are in charge of teachers and students of their Confucius Institute. Do you understand?”
“That’s right.” Macron nodded, this is the same as what he just added The content of the meeting is quite relevant.
"I'm telling you, I'm taking you there as a friend." Little John teased Macron again in his mind, why is this person so stupid?
"Speaking of which, your film festival preparations How's it going?" Macron asked.
“Very good.”
“We are also very optimistic about your film festival activities.”
“Well, that’s right.”
Little John smiled, saying that there was no use in talking, it was the last word to pay.
While chatting without a word, the two of them soon arrived at the gate of Paris VII University.
Go straight to the parking lot with familiarity.
It means that Little John has been here countless times.
After parking the car, Little John called Principal An and learned that the CEO of Hermès Film Investment Company was coming.
Out of courtesy, even the head of NEUF greeted him at the door.
What's more, what about Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen who felt that the trip was worth it?
“Come, let me introduce it to you.”
Seeing Little John coming over with Macron, whom he had seen on TV, Principal An took the initiative to introduce it to everyone with a beaming face. .
If nothing else, Little John is really sensible.
I know how to give him face.
If it were Xiang Yang, it would probably be good if he came by himself.
"Hello, Uncle An." Little John introduced with a smile: "I would like to solemnly introduce to you that this is Sarkozy's economic adviser, Emmanuel Macron, and I am "Follow Xiang's good friend."
But obviously, such a move is unnecessary.
The person in charge of NEUF also recognized Macron at a glance.
The level of welcome was no less than welcoming Little John's arrival.
“.” Seeing them greet Macron enthusiastically, Little John felt a little jealous.
This guy’s brain is not as good as mine.
"Hello, Mr. Jean, I have long admired you." Yu Chengdong, whose eyes always stayed on Little John, greeted Macron after shaking hands:
"I am from HUAWEI Yu Chengdong, it’s a great honor to meet you here today. This is my colleague Tao Jinwen, the head of HUAWEI’s terminal business.”
"You are from HUAWEI." After reacting, Little John took Yu Chengdong's hand and said with a smile:
"Then we are half our own people, so we are lucky to meet each other." Listen. He said "Nice to meet you" in Chinese, and seeing how enthusiastic he was, Yu Chengdong was surprised for a while.
"I heard Liu introduce you to me, and also mentioned it to Xiang."
Little John smiled.
"Oh, really?"
"Of course." Little John nodded vigorously and pulled Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen to chat.
As for Macron, he is just a consultant.
What is a consultant?
Ask when you are in the mood.
I'm in a bad mood now, so just go ahead and play.
He is not so vulgar as to make fun of himself in front of politicians. That is
Besides, as the host, Principal An, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is warmly entertaining Macron, "Haha, Mr. Macron, I hope today’s Chinese dishes will satisfy your appetite.”
“.” Little John suddenly felt sad.
"Mr. Rang, you" saw him seeming absent-minded as he spoke. Yu Chengdong thought he had something to say to Principal An.
"Ah, oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I just thought about Xiang's evaluation of your Huawei."
Little John quickly laughed.
What Xiang Yang said is indeed true, Uncle An is unreliable.
It seems that the matter of calling brothers needs to be considered in the long run.
“What did Mr. Xiang say about our Huawei?” Yu Chengdong’s smile on his lips was full of expectation.
"He likes it very much, but the sound of the mobile phone is too loud, and the other is the industrial design of the appearance."
After a few words, Little John became familiar with Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen.
Didn’t wait for the next day.
After the banquet, little John, who had a drunken head, couldn't wait to complain to Xiang Yang about how he was deceived by Principal An.
His limelight was stolen by Macron, both inside and outside his words.
He asked for it.
Xiang Yang smiled, "Fortunately I didn't ask."
While secretly happy, he said: "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing. After all, Macron is a good person. .”
“He is him, I am me.”
When Macron was mentioned, Little John raised his neck.
"Well, you're much better than him." Faced with this situation, Xiang Yangneng spoke calmly, trying to soothe his hurt heart.
"Then how are you going home?"
"I" breathed out a breath of alcohol, Little John scratched his head and said: "A friend is sending me back, a new acquaintance."
"Oh, yes, that's fine." Xiang Yang sighed that he was indeed Little John.
"What's wrong with him?" Liu Qianqian, who was sitting next to Xiang Yang, also heard the alcohol in Little John's words and raised her eyebrows in concern.
Covering the phone, Xiangyang turned to look at her and whispered: "It's okay, he drank too much."
"Look, I'll let you drink less wine during the usual social activities." Liu Qianqian said, Oh. With a sound, he said arrogantly: "That's right~"
"Yeah, whatever my wife says is right."
"What I said is the truth."
< br>“What I said is also true!”
The two of them were bickering over here, but Little John on the other end was not happy, so he called me to complain, just to listen to you two chatting?
"Hey, are you talking to me or Liu?"
The harsh questioning voice on the phone interrupted the occasional little fun between the loving couple. , holding the mobile phone, Xiang Yang moved the phone aside in disgust.
Of course I talked to my wife, why should I ask?
I ask you this in front of Laura, how do you answer this kind of proposition.
Seeing that his friend was silent, for just a moment, Little John's eyes were filled with resentment.
It’s better to talk to Uncle Xiang
“How about I call Laura.” Liu Qianqian looked at Xiang Yang solemnly and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, I think it works."
Xiang Yang nodded and immediately asked on the phone: "Where are you? At home or outside?"
When he asked, Liu Qianxi had already stood up from the sofa and went to look for the mobile phone he had thrown away.
“I’ve said it all and someone will take me home.” Little John replied unsteadily: “You really didn’t listen to what I just said.”
“Drunken? "Xiang Yang frowned.
Little John drank too much and became talkative.
“Forget it, I won’t tell you anymore, I’ll talk to my new friend.”
"A boy and a girl?"
"Boys, two of them."
"A threesome?" Xiang Yang, who was still speechless at first, couldn't help but pay attention again, "Then you'd better not Hang up the phone.”
The two men sent the drunk little John home.
Wouldn’t it be wrong if I didn’t go back?
Xiang Yang, who suddenly had some erotic pictures popping up in his mind, couldn't help but worry about his friend.
"How about I pick you up."
"Haha, it's your Liu who will pick me up if I come, haha."
"What do you think? It's quite beautiful, hang up."
Good words can't persuade the damn ghost. Angry, Xiangyang hung up the phone directly and asked Liu to pick you up. What do you want?
But after hanging up the phone, he became even more anxious.
While preparing to call Principal An, he stood up and picked up his clothes.
It is impossible to really leave it alone.
“Honey, where are my car keys?”
“Are you going to pick him up?”
Liu Qianxi, who was talking to Laura, came over and asked.
“Tell Laura, if she doesn’t go to Little John, maybe her husband will come out tonight.”
“Come out?” Liu Qianqian trembled. Shaking her lips, she subconsciously asked in shock: "Then he comes out, what will you do?"
"???"
Liu Qianxi, who spat "Bah", quickly changed her words: "I want to say."
(End of this chapter)