After landing in Paris, the plane turns to Fontainebleau and finds a hotel reserved in advance. Shen Fanxing simply takes a bath and then lies on the bed. He is so lazy that he doesn't want to move any more.
Although it's sunny outside now, it's just the beginning of a busy French day.
In order to catch the jet lag, she didn't let herself sleep too long. At noon, she got up again and went downstairs to find a restaurant for lunch.
I found a good looking restaurant nearby. I found a place by the window. I ordered my meal in fluent French without any obstacles, and then I sat there waiting for the meal.
Most of the restaurants in France are magnificent, with exquisite silver tableware, crystal cups, pictures of various artistic conceptions on the walls, and beautiful vines on the veranda outside.
It's very French romantic and elegant.
After lunch, a dessert sat for a long time, and the phone in her hand rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Shen Fanxing smiles and connects.
"Hello."
A steady and powerful voice came from across the microphone, "girl, I'm here."
Shen Fanxing stood up and said, "OK, I'll pick you up."
After paying, Shen Fanxing goes out of the restaurant, but meets several people who are almost haunted in her life.
"Sister, what a coincidence..."
Shen qianrou picks her eyebrows. Su Heng stands on the outside of the road. Naturally, she can't see Shen qianrou's arrogant face when she faces Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing doesn't speak, but his eyes are on the middle-aged man beside Shen qianrou.
"Oh, by the way, sister, do you remember? My master, who was specially invited by my grandmother and taught me how to make incense, I remember that at the beginning, my Master seemed to have been to our house. You should have met each other, right
Feng Shuoguang, a famous master in the fragrance industry, finally achieved success in the fragrance competition at the age of 32. His works are noble and elegant, and are loved and sought after by the gentry and ladies in the upper class.
With the popularity of these upper class people, his reputation in the fragrance industry has been enduring.
She has naturally come into contact with his works, and her strength is certainly extraordinary.
But his success
I don't know whether the works he designed are his own pursuit or whether he succeeded just for the sake of success.
Feng Shuoguang's maintenance is fairly good. He has an artist's noble and elegant temperament. He is dressed in a dark purple elegant gentleman's suit. When he looks at Shen Fanxing, his expression is faint. He can't see his anger and joy, but he obviously excludes Shen Fanxing from his social circle.
Shen Fanxing listened to Shen qianrou's introduction, but he didn't say anything. He expected that Shen qianrou would have something to say next.
Since Shen qianrou wants to attack her, she will not miss any possibility.
As a granddaughter of the Shen family, Jiang Rongrong knows that she is most interested in flavoring, but in the end, she only asks Shen qianrou for a master.
This is Shen qianrou's complacency in front of her. She also thinks that she can stab her in the heart.
Secondly
Before long, Shen qianrou suddenly realized.
"Oh, I almost forgot. You not only met at home, master. Do you remember your sister? It's the domestic fashion competition six years ago, although there may be some unavoidable misunderstanding... "
In the middle of the speech, I didn't go on, but the goal has been achieved.
One of the necessary skills of white lotus, meaning, point to, targeted words will never come out of their mouth.
Shen Fanxing's face was silent, but his heart was sneering.
She took a sarcastic look at Shen qianrou.
Although I don't want to admit it, she may be the one who knows Shen qianrou best in the world.
In a word, every word, every move, every expression, she knew what her purpose was.
To sum up, I don't remember where I heard a slang that hurt my taste -
once I puckered my ass, I knew what color of shit she was pulling.
After Shen qianrou's clear mention, Feng Shuoguang's indifferent eyes were instantly infected with some obvious disgust.
"I remember that she was the elder sister who plagiarized your Xiangfang?"
"There may be some misunderstanding..." Shen qianrou explained.
"The facts are all there. It's a misunderstanding."
"Master, maybe..."
"Well, don't say it. Even if she is your sister, I can't accept it! Here, I will never accept a person with a history of plagiarism. It's a lifelong shame. "
Shen qianrou's lips are crooked. Looking at Shen Fanxing's expression, she is full of provocation.
But Su Heng, who was on the other side, was not happy. "Mr. Feng, since qianrou said there was some misunderstanding..."
"Where are the facts? Master Feng, what are the facts? Who gave you a 100% saying that I was a plagiarist? "
Shen Fanxing didn't give Su Heng a chance to speak. Su Heng gave her a light look and pursed her lips. She didn't speak again for a while.Feng Shuoguang frowned. When he heard Shen Fanxing's insipid and indifferent voice, he asked him back. He was unhappy and blurted out immediately.
"It's not you who plagiarize, is it still qianrou who can't plagiarize?"
Shen Fanxing looked at him quietly. After a while, he sneered.
"So your reason is that Shen qianrou, your beloved disciple, can't plagiarize, so I became the natural plagiarist of" either she or I "? Master Feng's logic is really admirable
Feng Shuo was also embarrassed. Even he felt a little far fetched.
However, a moment later, he said:
"since you are not plagiarizing, why didn't you refute? Now in front of me, what do you want to prove? "
Shen Fanxing's eyes were cold, "because I didn't think that I would suddenly become a plagiarist. I couldn't respond to the unexpected situation. The appearance of you, the master, made me unable to resist. I admit that I was really stupid."
Feng Shuoguang was shocked by Shen Fanxing's cold and strong momentum. It's incredible that a woman's momentum can be like this.
Although he was not impressed, he still vaguely remembered the green girl, standing there alone, pale as a paper, trying to refute herself.
It's quite different.
Shen Fanxing's cold eyes swept over Shen qianrou's face. Finally, he looked straight into Feng Shuoguang's eyes, and his cold voice continued:
"but now I won't! Since you trust Shen qianrou so much, you should continue to trust her. I'm not arguing with you, and you are not qualified to accept me! The one who needs to explain is never me! And your acceptance alone is meaningless to me. "
Feng Shuoguang was completely shocked by Shen Fanxing's arrogance and self-confidence in every word and sentence, which showed his contempt and irony everywhere.