Chapter 66 There Is a Black Shop! "Ask for a Monthly Ticket"

When Fan Wubing first heard the question from the golden girl, he was a little surprised, but he felt that the meaning of this sentence was far-reaching. (Provide the latest chapters to read>

In just one sentence, only ten Chinese characters, it actually includes greetings, discussions, and the deep concern of Parisian romance.

The warm words of the golden girl combined with the lingering eyes and expressions made Fan Wubing feel a little swayed. If there were really civil servants who had seen the big scene present, they might have followed immediately. With a ticket in my pocket, I bid farewell to the golden girls.

A sentence of "comrade" makes people with lofty ideals who have come to France from China to explore the traditional friendship between the Chinese and French people feel extremely cordial. For a common revolutionary ideal, although everyone has different languages ​​and nationalities, they can always To find an international common way of communication between soul and body, well, of course it is not singing the Internationale.

This golden girl can express the cumbersome Chinese meaning so concisely and vividly in just one sentence, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and it is full of humanistic care, making the other party feel at home. It really is concise and concise!

Naturally, Fan Wubing sternly rejected the temptation of capitalist street girls. As a citizen of a country in the primary stage of socialism, as a reborn young man who deeply understood the essence of the Three Representatives, as a reborn man who is still alive after living a new life. For patriotic businessmen who keep in mind the important program of Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces, it is necessary to have a deep understanding of the corruption of capitalism, but it is also necessary to resolutely resist the erosion of the decadent capitalist lifestyle.

But the important reason why Fan Wubing made up his mind to reject the invitations of these street girls was Dubi's words.

"Boss, just watch the excitement. The hotel offers a venue for international supermodels, and the price is not expensive, 10,000 US dollars a night. Guests of luxury suites can also get a 15% discount." Duby said in Fan Whispered in the disease-free ear.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? There's no need to waste everyone's expressions—" Fan Wubing also blamed in a low voice.

Dolby shrugged his shoulders, thinking that you brought your girlfriend, how could we have the nerve to introduce this kind of thing to you? If Tong Xiaoyun gets angry, it's not just you who will be unlucky, we will suffer as well.

But Sanchez, another of Fan Wubing's subordinates, twisted his lips. "It's really amazing! France's legal system is very strict. It really takes a lot of courage for street girls to provide tax invoices to customers!"

oh. Fan Wubing nodded. He also knows about this.

Different from the Chinese. Chinese people are used to tax evasion.

There are always some people selling value-added tax stamps near the train station. The police did not come to control them either. But this kind of thing is in French. We are going to take a big risk.

Westerners hold the word tax in awe. The concept of taxation is an important part of western society and humanistic thought.

The Street Girls offer tax invoices to guests. Obviously not very in line with the rules. But then again. The old horse has already said it. When the profit reaches ten percent. The capitalists will be ready to move; when the profit reaches 50%. Capitalists will take risks; when the profit reaches 100%. They dare to trample on all the laws of the world; when the profit reaches 300%. They dared to risk the gallows.

Li word current. Even the capitalists are so miserable. Not to mention street girls?

It is the capital for civil servants who travel abroad to have fun. It is based on the taxpayer's claim. The French street girl moaned happily. It is also irrigated by the blood and sweat of taxpayers in their hometown.

Thinking of this, Fan Wubing couldn't help sighing, deeply feeling that the world is so big, there are no surprises.

"Okay, everyone is free, and we will gather outside this store in an hour." Fan Wubing finally said to everyone.

Since it's here to open your eyes. Then it's better for everyone to have their own fun. Fan Wubing didn't want to give them too long time, so as not to cause any trouble in this kind of place. The Fengyue place has always been the place where troubles are most likely to arise. He didn't want tomorrow's newspaper to publish a group of his subordinates who made headlines because they were jealous and having fun. In that case, his company would be notorious.

Everyone understood, so they dispersed. Anyway, everyone knew that Fan Wubing was good at martial arts and his safety was guaranteed, so they didn't care about him. These foreign devils often go in and out of this kind of place, so naturally they can do it easily and easily. No trace.

Fan Wubing turned his head and disappeared from the group of subordinates. He couldn't help but laughed and cursed, "Grandma is a bear, they are all beasts in clothes!"

So Fan Wubing walked into the arena, found a seat and sat down, ordered a glass of beer, and watched slowly while drinking. There was a pole dance being performed over there. I have to say, the real people here Show is much better and clearer than watching video.

At this moment, a golden girl with scantily clad clothes came up to him and asked him in English, "Sir, can I dance for you?"

Fan Wubing took a look at her, and found that her appearance was quite upright, but the makeup effect was too strong, and her figure was still uneven, so she nodded and agreed, "Of course."

This venue is not bad, there is actually a one-on-one performance, probably the cost should be calculated separately, I don’t know how much it is, it is estimated to be about a hundred dollars, Fan Wubing thought that he didn’t have much money, so he just danced. let's jump.

The woman began to dance beside Fan Wubing, twisting her body, like a beautiful snake in love, she didn't forget to harass Fan Wubing, pull his collar, or Touch his head or shoulders.

Fan Wubing smiled, thinking that the service here is quite humane, no wonder the business is so good.

But the woman didn't do too much. After dancing a song, she sat opposite to Fan Wubing and said to him, "Sir, can I have a glass of wine?"

This request is not too much, Fan Wubing saw that the dancing girl's head was slightly sweaty, and thought that it would not be easy to dawdle in this kind of place, so he stretched out his hand and shouted to the waiter, "Two cups— - what wine?"

"Bordeaux." The woman smiled.

A waiter immediately served two glasses of Bordeaux, Fan Wubing motioned for the woman to take a glass, then took a glass himself, took a sip, and frowned.

If I had known that there would be no good wine in this place, if this wine could be called Bordeaux, then I could sell a bottle of wine for 1.8 million! But there is no need to argue with these people, so Fan Wubing put the wine glass aside.

Then the woman started to dance for Fan Wubing again after drinking, but this time the dance became more and more hot, and the woman's clothes were almost taken off.

Fan Wubing looked at it with a smile, thinking that this place is really indecent, and he actually took off his clothes, but it is very skillful, if you don't observe with lecherous eyes, you can still find the beauty that belongs to art.

After another song was over, the woman said to Fan Wubing, "Do you want to do something in the room?"! Just look! "Fan Wubing shook his head and refused, thinking to himself what are you?! I went back to the hotel because I was going to visit an international supermodel! He looked at the time and felt that it was too late, so he asked, "The waiter , show me the bill. "

The woman was a little disappointed, so she ran to find the waiter at the bar. After a few minutes, a waiter came over with the bill, which was filled with the items and the amount of consumption.

He pointed to Fan Wubing and said, "This is your current consumption. Beer is two hundred dollars. Treat this lady to a glass of Bordeaux. It's three hundred dollars. It's six hundred dollars to watch a strip show. If you pay another six One hundred dollars, you can sleep with this lady, a total of seventeen hundred dollars."

When Fan Wubing saw the bill, he became angry immediately!

"Grandma is a bear! Bullying me has never seen the world?!" Fan Wubing slapped the table and stood up, angrily said, "Did you dare to pretend to be Bordeaux with rotten red wine? Do you think I don't know the goods?!"

At this time, Fan Wubing had already figured out that this was probably a black shop, which only preyed on foreign tourists.

Immediately, three burly men rushed over and surrounded Fan Wubing, looking unfriendly. Obviously, if Fan Wubing didn't pay the money, they would definitely use some violence.

But Fan Wubing was naturally not afraid of them doing this, he slapped the hard solid wood table with his palm, only heard a muffled sound, the hard table was shattered into sawdust, and the wine glass on it was shattered all over the floor.

The three burly men, the waiter, and the dancer were all frightened, and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what they were shouting.

Fan Wubing glanced at them arrogantly, threw out two dollar bills casually, and said, "I'll give you two hundred dollars at most, don't even think about a penny more! Grandma is a bear, she actually opened a black shop in Paris, and even Dare to insult you, uncle, I am really impatient!"

After finishing speaking, Fan Wubing realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, a few people suddenly walked over there, stretched their hands to their waists, and then pulled out a thing that shone with metallic luster.

"Damn, there is a gun!" Fan Wubing was startled immediately.

This is really a veritable black shop!

Fan Wubing didn't want to reason anymore, he kicked away the big man who was closest to him, then threw a nearby table up, and smashed towards those with guns.

Then Fan Wubing yelled loudly, startling everyone in the arena. He blasted high towards the door and rushed over. Five seconds later, he appeared on the bustling street.

"I'll trouble you when I come back!" Fan Wubing turned his head to look at the signboard of the shop, and ran away.