Chapter 976: Visitors From the Embassy

When the embassy in France was worried about whether Yang Dongxu had a problem with his mobile phone signal or encountered some trouble, it began to send people to the hotel where Yang Dongxu was staying to investigate in person.

In particular, Exxon Petroleum Company was very worried about the protest signed by the company and paid attention to it immediately.

First of all, the first reaction is to find out whether the citizens of your country have committed any crime, and if so, what kind of crime it is.

But after contacting the embassy in France, I discovered that the person involved could not be contacted. There is currently no way to verify what happened, which prevented the Ministry of Foreign Affairs from starting its work immediately, so it could only first investigate the information of the parties involved and the protesters.

At present, the national citizen information is not connected to the Internet, so the information that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can investigate is only the contact information Yang Dongxu reserved when applying for a passport.

Therefore, it was quickly determined that he was the son of an Exxon shareholder, and it was also easy to determine that he was a rich man and a moderately famous person in Europe.

"Is there any news?" After a long investigation, Yang Dongxu was still not contacted. In China, we only need to conduct a house check to the place of residence to confirm Yang Dongxu's personal information as soon as possible and see if we can get other contact information.

"The people over there have gone to the hotel where the person lives, but the person has not returned to the hotel, and his whereabouts are still unknown."

"Is there something wrong? It's not peaceful overseas." The deputy director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in charge of this matter frowned.

Thinking about the fact that Europeans and Americans abroad thought that Chinese people were easy to bully, whether it was robbery or thieves, they all targeted the increasingly affluent Chinese people. He couldn't help but have a worried look on his face.

"How about asking the French police to cooperate and help find the person?"

"The matter has not reached that point yet. Now the movement is not small and it is not easy to attract more attention. Inform the French Embassy to report back any news as soon as possible. We will wait for a while. If there is no news yet, we will Apply for cooperation from the French police, but why does the name Yang Dongxu sound so familiar?"

On the Champs-Elysees, Yang Dongxu didn't know that because of his shutdown, the embassy and the domestic foreign ministry were looking for him, and even went to his hometown.

At this time, he was holding his son in his arms and was seriously handling a piece of sheep intestines in front of him. When it comes to French food, the first thing that comes to mind is steak, foie gras, snails and caviar.

In short, these are top-notch Western food in China. But in fact, it’s just like foreigners feel that China is still as poor as it was in the 1980s.

And domestic media and some individuals who always report the good sides of foreign countries make domestic people think that Western countries are superior.

But in fact, ordinary life is simple and boring for both domestic and foreigners. So the French don’t drink red wine and eat steak with caviar every day.

Most people ate cheap fare like baguettes and chips. Xiang Dongxu had sheep intestines in front of him, almond croissants next to him, and cheese on the other side.

This is a bourgeois living standard for some domestic families who occasionally go to restaurants. Even in Europe and the United States, not all families can afford it every day.

The reason why Americans are so obese is not because they eat too much meat, but because they eat too many high-calorie junk products. Organic products are too expensive for them to eat, and they will be damned if they don’t gain weight if they eat too much junk food.

"This pickled meat and vegetable soup is also good. It tastes a little weird when you drink it at first, but after you taste the texture, it has a unique flavor." Drain a piece of cheese in one mouthful, and then take a sip of the vegetable soup next to it.

Yang Dongxu feels that French civilian delicacies actually taste good, but of course the variety is definitely not comparable to domestic ones. If you go into a small restaurant in China, there will be at least 20 or 30 kinds of menus posted on the wall. In some street shops in France, there is only so much to eat.

Bread, sausages, cheese and some cured meats and fish are also available in stew pots. But almost all cooking methods are either dry frying or baking in the oven, which is very monotonous, but eating it occasionally has a unique flavor.

"Eat more elegantly. Don't be embarrassed when you are abroad." Seeing Yang Dongxu eating too much, the diners around him frequently looked this way and Zhuo Qing'er glared at him.

"Everything I eat is swallowed into my stomach. How am I not elegant? How can I vomit out food when they eat it?" Yang Dongxu retorted habitually.

"Are you disgusted?" Zhuo Qing'er said angrily.

"Well" okay, this time it was not only Zhuo Qing'er who was disgusted, but also his wife, so Yang Dongxu turned around and said in French: "I have always wanted to participate in the Big Eater Competition, so now I start to do some... train."

After saying this, the diners around him all looked enlightened. Some of them didn't believe it because when it came to Big Eater, their first reaction was that the contestants were all fat men.

Just like all the strong men participating in the Strongman competition, Yang Dongxu looks tall and powerful. But he's not like a big eater. But it was just a matter of confusion, and I didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Look? Perfect solution." Yang Dongxu winked at Zhuo Qing'er with a proud look on his face.

"My husband's French is getting better and better." Zhou Ya looked at Yang Dongxu like a little sister, although she looked a little serious to outsiders. But I don't know if it's because she often coaxes her son. Now Zhou Ya's words and actions are infinitely closer to that of a slightly playful mother.

"Of course your husband is the best. I can speak not only French, but also German, Russian, and Spanish."

"My husband is the best." Zhou Ya's eyes began to sparkle.

"That's enough." Zhuo Qing'er looked as if she had been forced to eat dog food, and glared at Yang Dongxu and Zhou Ya.

Yang Dongxu subconsciously wanted to laugh, but he held back when he thought that this was a public place, but he shook his eyebrows provocatively at Zhuo Qing'er, and Zhou Ya, who looked like a little fan, also held back her smile.

"If you keep company with Zhu, you will be red, and if you keep company with ink, you will be black. Sister Zhou Ya, you have also learned bad things, and you actually helped this guy to bully me."

"Don't tell me, I really can't help it. Since Gen Xuzi got married, I seem to have really learned a lot of bad things." Zhou Ya nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Dongxu, who had originally looked a little proud, was a little stunned at this moment. His wife was so good at putting the blame on him.

The group played until nine o'clock in the evening before returning to the hotel. It was not because they had enough fun to return to the hotel at this time. It's not that his son Wenchen is a little drowsy. With Yang Dongxu's physique, he can hold the little guy and walk until late at night.

Although many domestic reports are always exaggerated by foreign countries, the reports on public security are still realistic. It is indeed dangerous to wander around after nine o'clock.

And after nine o'clock, except for some 24-hour convenience stores, most other stores are closed. If you want to go shopping, you have nowhere to go, so you can only go back to the hotel.

The girl who just arrived at the hotel front desk said something to them when they entered the hotel, and then the embassy staff who had been sitting in the rest area next to them came up with a look of surprise.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, I am a staff member of the Chinese Embassy in France. I called you this afternoon."

"Oh, remember." Yang Dongxu nodded and handed his son who was about to fall asleep in his arms to Zhou Ya, "You go up first, I'll talk to him."

"Let's talk over there. In fact, it's nothing serious and don't need to be too concerned." Yang Dongxu pointed to the rest area in the hotel lobby not far away, and a group of people walked over. He said as he walked.