Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1509 What I Want but Can't Get

Zhou Qingfeng and Ai Jielin left without hesitation, and no one mentioned the Shahtoosh shawl just now. Those reporters were more politically sensitive than any assistant from the Ministry of the Interior, and they quickly realized which was more important, and they were not interested in reporting at all.

"How did that idiot become the assistant minister of the Ministry of the Interior?" Zhou Qingfeng wandered around the hall of mirrors, drinking and eating some delicious food. This kind of banquet was quite novel at the beginning. For example, Safia, who had never seen anything in the world, enjoyed it, but it was too boring for Uncle Zhou.

Aijielin kept laughing, but not so happily. That kind of habitual, professional, and subconscious smile is the etiquette that has been trained for a long time. She can easily identify the identity of each guest, and introduce everyone's background and power relationship to Zhou Qingfeng.

"I have been in the best school since I was a child, with the best teachers, and even the top group of classmates. I was asked to be an elite, and the people I came into contact with must also be elites."

Ai Jielin kept toasting to a certain dinner guest in the distance, and there was no lack of etiquette. "I live in a ruthless world that doesn't accept mediocrity. You just ruined that guy's future and someone's bound to report it to the upper echelons afterwards.

If that guy's background is not strong enough, he will be dismissed soon and thrown somewhere for the elderly, and there is no possibility of turning over again. Because nothing can be hidden from people like my father's class, who are cruel, ruthless, merciless, and the real masters of this country.

And if you don't want to suffer the same fate, everyone must do their best every moment. Therefore, politicians will not express their opinions at will, and after a long time, many shadow areas will be created. No one will touch the shadow easily, and everyone is waiting for others to make mistakes. This life is boring. "

The more high-level people are, the less likely they are to strike easily, but once they strike, it is often fatal. There are very few people like Zhou Qingfeng who provoke troubles at every turn.

Hearing Ai Jielin's touching words, what Zhou Qingfeng thought of were all kinds of chronic diseases in various countries. He casually said a few words about French welfare and religious issues, but Ai Jielin didn't respond, obviously what she wanted to point out was not these.

Zhou Qingfeng came to the dinner because of Ai Jielin's request, but apart from the two idiots at the beginning of the dinner, he didn't think the dinner was very interesting.

Everyone else is socializing. Celebrities in politics, business, and culture are either getting to know each other or deepening their relationship. Only Zhou Qingfeng is not interested in meeting too many people, even if Ai Jielin keeps introducing high-ranking officials to him, he still lacks interest.

Halfway through the dinner, Ai Jielin's older brother Ronald appeared in front of Zhou Qingfeng again. The two chatted for a while and then mentioned the car patent. Ronald still wanted to spend money to get the entire technology license, a complete exclusive buyout.

Zhou Qingfeng refused again because he didn't talk speculatively. Ronald is still very polite, even if he is refuted, he is not angry. After a few words of concern for his sister, he left again.

When the music sounded in the hall of mirrors, Ai Jielin leaned on Zhou Qingfeng's chest and stepped onto the dance floor. When the two moved slowly, the woman suddenly felt hot and asked the man as if mustering up all her courage: "Lin, are you willing to marry me? I'm asking you seriously."

Zhou Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, never expecting to answer this kind of question under such circumstances.

Aijielin seemed very afraid of hearing an answer she didn't want to hear, so she rushed to continue: "I know you are rich and have a great status, and your background is mysterious and profound. I know you are powerful, but you will always have needs." my place.

We haven't known each other for long, yet I feel like you're the only one who can save me. Although I am an aristocrat in the upper class in France, I also yearn to live a free life one day. If you are as casual as you are, you can live an unconstrained life and don't care about the media, the powerful and the masses.

I've always wanted to live an ordinary life, you must think this is ridiculous. But a fate that was determined from birth is actually not good at all. me……. "

Ai Jielin was there all the time, but she couldn't get any response from Zhou Qingfeng after a while. There was only a slightly surprised face in front of her, without any enthusiasm, without any urge to hug her or kiss her.

He doesn't love me Ai Jielin still has a lot of things to think about in her heart, but she feels empty in the middle of it, and asked quietly: "I can't get what I want, and I don't want to surround me. Hehehe...!

Well, I know it's impossible for you to marry me. I'm actually kidding you, I want to try acting too. What do you think of this part of my confession...? "

Ai Jielin smiled with tears, and couldn't hide the sadness on her face. She covered her eyes and lowered her head, "I'm going to touch up my makeup, it's too ugly."

During the whole process, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know what to do, and rationally told him that there are advantages and disadvantages in having a relationship with Aijielin. For ordinary people, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, but for him, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Uncle Zhou has already hooked up with the rabbit's house, so he never thought about hooking up with the Gallic chicken again. He's not strong enough to swing between the two big rogues.

To Ai Jielin, Zhou Qingfeng only regarded it as a friendly match of one-night stands. Who would have thought that this French girl would be so emotional that she wanted to surrender. Seeing her hunched over and running away crying, many people in the hall of mirrors glared at Zhou Qingfeng.

Feeling very embarrassed, Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly chased after Ai Jielin's back. It's just that there were several couples in front of him on the dance floor one after another, and he couldn't push them away violently. He turned left and right before looking for that Aijielin? The French chick is gone!

Ahhh, what the hell.

Zhou Qingfeng is not familiar with the Palace of Versailles, this palace is ridiculously large. He left the Hall of Mirrors and searched here and there, wondering where Ai Jielin, who was still crying just now, went?

The dinner guests came and went, but Zhou Qingfeng bumped around like a headless chicken. He asked the staff of the palace. After asking for a long time, a waitress suddenly came over and said, "Mr. Lin, if you are looking for Sister Aijielin, please follow me. She needs you now."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't doubt that he was there, so he hurriedly followed him. Although the Palace of Versailles has only two floors, it has nearly 70 staircases, more than 2,000 rooms, and more than a dozen main places. He just walked around in it, hurriedly, and soon he didn't know where he was?

The waitress brought Zhou Qingfeng into a room, and he hurried in, but he didn't see anyone. But at this time his cell phone rang, and the number was from Aijielin. Zhou Qingfeng, who was standing in the room, heard a woman crying after he connected the phone.

"Ai Jielin, where are you? I apologize to you, I was a little confused just now. But it doesn't mean I don't love you." Zhou Qingfeng was thinking about how to coax a woman.

But Aijielin on the phone kept crying, sobbing, "Lin, run, leave Versailles, leave France."

Zhou Qingfeng's heart tightened immediately, and he quickly turned his head to look at the door of the room. The door was closing quickly, and the waitress who brought him sneered at him through the gap in the door.

The woman smiled and did not forget to introduce herself, "Dear Mr. Victor Hugo, I am 'Poisonous Spider'. It is really not easy to deal with you!"

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