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Thinking of this, Wu Xiaozhu raised his hand and looked at the Vacheron Constantin watch that He Pangpang gave daily to manage the time.

After all, he is a director with a moderate sense of business, and his time management is also very strict. Besides, this foreign country...you should be cautious in life!

What if the paparazzi caught the evidence of the night meeting? Then wouldn’t Wu Xiaozu, a kind-hearted and honest gentleman, have been indifferent for life, fall into a landslide?

inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiaozu, with his extraordinary perseverance, threw the card into the wastebasket next to the pool table.

Do you really think a phone number can make him fool of himself??

If you throw it away, you will throw it away!

The whole movement is chic and a bit unruly, free and arrogant.

"boss……"

Just as Wu Xiaozhu was tidying up her cuffs, the bodyguard walked in from outside the door.

"Someone sent you an invitation to the banquet."

Wu Xiaozu took the invitation and looked at it. Three lines of beautiful French were written on the invitation, and the notes left a sexy abbreviation of S·m. The letter paper of the invitation revealed a faint smell of fruit wood, which could smell the owner.

The mind is on top.

In Cannes, it is normal to attend several events and banquets a day. There are often inexplicable invitations to the door, and some even some "unfair" parties.

Hollywood stars often attend parties held by such ‘public relations companies’ or ‘model companies’, and the scenes are always very chaotic. Don’t believe in the willpower and integrity of the Gaul chicken. If you believe it, it’s better to believe in the Italians’ enthusiasm for war.

"Who asked me to invite me?" Wu Xiaozu looked at the exquisite invitation and was not sure of the identity of the invitation.

"No, I just brought a gift." The bodyguard handed the long box behind him to Wu Xiaozu.

The slender black box is very delicate.

But for some reason, when Wu Xiaozu saw this box, he felt a little familiar with it.

It seems...huh???

Wu Xiaozu looked at the exquisite Hermes calfskin whip in the box with his eyes fixedly... his eyes narrowed.

In my mind, I felt like I thought of the gift I received on the night before leaving when I first came to Cannes, which was the same Hermes whip.

Originally, he always thought it was given by Ajiani, but the latter never commented on it. After all, in the case where Isabel Ajiani already knew the depth and shade, the shape of Wu Xiaozu was retained in all aspects, so naturally there was no need to be so mysterious.

~~So Wu Xiaozu has always kept it in his heart.

Unexpectedly, when I visited Cannes again this time, I received a exactly the same horse whip. This seems to be a bit strange.

Who is the other party???

"Is the invitation still here?" Wu Xiaozu asked calmly with a sharp look.

"The person has left, but he has a series of phone calls. I just said that you have a meeting in half an hour and the other party said that he will call in half an hour." The bodyguard said while writing a phone number with the phone number written on it.

Handed the sticky note to Wu Xiaozu.

Get the note.

I glanced at the string of numbers above...

Um??

Wu Xiaozu was stunned.

He quickly turned around and went into the bathroom, bent down, and stuck out his body, and struggled to pull out the wrinkled cards from the wastebasket. The more casual the one I just threw was, now he was so embarrassed that he would be when he was bent down and picked up the butt.

Pick it up and compare the two.

Just as serious as later generations of people to take lottery tickets.

Wu Xiaozu looked at the two identical phone numbers strangely, with strange and puzzled eyes.

It is difficult for him to combine Sophie Marceau, who looks like a first love, with Hermes's whip... This French saint is not a French trot anymore, this is the rhythm of driving his face.

"Boss? Do you want me to reply?"

"No, please help me arrange the car." Wu Xiaozu hesitated for a moment, and still kept his mind cautiously: "You guys are all with me."

After all, it's France ~~

This is not a peaceful scene.

I don't know how many people are missing here every year~ If this weren't the case, the retired Brian wouldn't have almost overturned France in order to save his daughter.

France is the favorite city of mercenaries in the world.

People have traditions.

The foreign corps, just like Paris will never be occupied before France surrenders, are a deeply rooted habit in the hearts of the French.

...

In the Rivera Bay in Cannes, countless luxurious yachts are moored.

On the shimmering blue sea, the moonlight shines gently, and the lights on the yacht reflect the dazzling light against the sea water, and cheerful moans and the excitement of singing and drinking are revealed in every place.

During the film festival, the harbor is like a grand platform, and every brightly lit yacht is the carrier of parties. The sound of the motor brings out white waves, and under the moonlight, it slowly drives out of the port, everywhere.

All were laughter and joy, cups and cups intertwined, and everyone was enjoying the carnival brought by the Cannes Film Festival.

Every year, during the Cannes Film Festival, the used umbrellas can circle around France. Moonlight, lights, champagne, and beauties all embellish this place into something that makes people linger.

Marce Beach hosts equipment to play open-air movies vertically between tides and waves. A classic movie will be screened every night, and the movie will be open to everyone for free.

On the beach, there is also an ocean feast

The car hurriedly passed through Palm Avenue, and on both sides of the road, there were many men and women waiting for rescue from all countries and various races.

They/they hold the temporarily folded cardboard. The above is spelled in English with a variety of "Piao information". Well, some are tickets and some are prostitutes, it depends on how you distinguish them.

During every film festival, it is the peak period for European ‘private accompanying’ services, and business will be good.

Historically, Woodpeckers have set up sites here to select women who are interested in art dedication to the contract as contracted actors. This good habit has also been inherited by Woodpeckers in this life.

Wu Xiaozu sorted out his suit, accompanied by bodyguards, and entered the banquet behind the beach.

Of course, he was not just here to come to Sophie Marceau. This is a small high-end cocktail party, and most of the invited filmmakers who are related to Cannes.

This kind of place where you live intoxication and dreams is indeed very suitable for everyone to communicate.

Um.

Anyway, Wu Xiaozu thought so.

As soon as he walked in, he attracted a lot of attention.

"He's here."

In the corner, the brown-haired and brown-green eyes were wearing a black party hip skirt, and the corners of the eyes were crescent-shaped crescents bent downwards. The woman was holding a wine glass, and a staff member next to her came to report.

"I'll go back." She smiled at her old Polish boyfriend next to her, who nodded slightly without mind.
Chapter completed!