Vol 2 Chapter 242: , returned to France, this time she really became a famous model

Vol 2 Chapter 242: , returned to France, this time she really became a famous model

Chapter 242

I went abroad to Paris as promised, but I didn’t expect that Su Xi would follow me again this time.

Isn't this guy too controlling?

"What are you complaining about? I'm your manager. Of course I will follow you when you go to perform abroad."

I glared at Su Xi and said, "Are you just going abroad to keep an eye on me?"

“After all, that place is Paris. French people really love to chat up beautiful women, and you are so charming.”

 Is he taking the opportunity to praise me? Don't think that I won't be angry anymore?

However, I blushed at the sudden compliment.

"Today is the last time. Don't follow me when I go abroad from now on. I can handle it on my own."

"I'm still worried. If your godmother comes with you, there will be someone to take care of you. This time she has something to do and she didn't come. What if I don't follow?"

I sighed and said, "I'm not a little girl anymore..."

“After all, you are too simple. There are many liars in France. Besides, this time I want to bring you back home as soon as possible without me following you. So don’t worry about me following you.”

Speaking of which, Su Xi still didn’t say how she planned to take me back to China as soon as possible, which made me still worried about whether I would be able to return to China as scheduled to participate in the student union election.

After arriving in Paris, someone immediately came to pick us up. This time it was a French woman who knew Chinese. She held a white board in the airport lobby with the words "Warmly welcome the world's supermodel Ms. Hao Siyu" written on it.

 After seeing this scene, I rushed over and snatched the sign from her hand, and then handed it to Su Xi.

The woman was stunned for a while before she responded and said, "Ah, you are Ms. Hao Siyu. It's such an honor to meet you."

I blushed for a while and then told her: "Can you please stop using a sign with this word next time you pick me up at the airport? Otherwise, I really don't dare to cooperate with you again."

 The woman tilted her head and asked me in confusion: "Why is this?"

“Of course it’s because I’m too ashamed! Even if it’s a world-famous model, I still know how much I weigh.”

The woman smiled and said, "I don't think it's anything to mind. You are indeed a world-famous model now. You don't know how much effort I put in just to get this job of picking you up."

 “Well, what’s so valuable about this kind of job?”

“Because I am also a model, and I have always regarded you as my idol. If possible, I would like to ask you to be my mentor in the future.”

I blushed again at these words, and quickly said: "I am still learning. If you want to find a teacher, there are probably people in France who are much better than me. You'd better go to them, and I don't If you like to be too ostentatious, please remember to tell the organizer not to write such conspicuous content on the airport pick-up sign.”

“Don’t worry about this. I have already considered this possibility, so the sign is written in Chinese. Not many people in France can speak Chinese.”

 That's it, that's more or less acceptable.

Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Su Xi pointed to the sign and said to me: "This sign is clearly half written in Chinese and half written in French... and the same words are written in a more conspicuous and larger font in French."

The woman couldn't help but stick out her tongue when she heard this, and said awkwardly: "I didn't expect your agent to know French. This is really a miscalculation."

I got so angry that I broke the sign into six pieces and threw it into the trash can.

 “You actually lied to me...”

“Ah, calm down, this is actually the order of our organizer. He said that this can play a publicity role.”

“Do you think I still believe it? I’m not famous, so how can my name alone be used for publicity?”

"Don't you know how popular you are in France now? If you don't believe it, then I will take you to a place first. This is against the rules and regulations. Please don't tell our person in charge..."

 “It depends on where you take me.”

“By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, just call me Ms. Brown.”

After saying this, she suddenly took my hand and kissed the back of my hand.

I was so shocked when I saw this scene that I said unexpectedly: "Isn't your hand-kissing a courtesy for men to ladies?"

 “Ah, I’m special.”

 “Are you… a man?”

However, looking at Ms. Brown’s long hair, blue eyes and delicate features, she doesn’t look like a boy at all.

Ms. Brown smiled and said to me: "Actually, it's because I'm a lesbian."

This guy didn’t tell me earlier...

I was so frightened that I quickly withdrew my hand, and Su Xi hurriedly blocked me behind her body. Then she quickly introduced herself and said, "Nice to meet you. I am Hao Siyu's fiancé and manager, Su Xi."

After hearing this, Ms. Brown looked at Su Xi for a while, then suddenly walked around him and asked me, "What do you think about extramarital affairs?"

This guy said this because he heard that I have a fiancé?

“Can I tell the organizer to change the driver?”

Ms. Brown quickly said: "I am joking. Although I am a lesbian, I will not attack a married woman. Don't worry, let's set off quickly."

After all, I had to wait at the airport for a long time if I wanted to change people, so I had no choice but to follow her into the car. Su Xi and I both sat in the back seat.

Ms. Brown first took us to a place that she urged me to visit, but what I didn’t expect was that the place was a bookstore. As soon as we got off the car, she took me to the display window at the door of the bookstore, pointed at a book, and Said: "Come and see what this is."

I actually noticed as soon as I got out of the car that this book was none other than my photo album. Did it turn out to be sold so far away?

“I didn’t expect that someone in France is selling my photo album.”

“It’s not just for sale. Have you looked carefully? Have you seen its price?”

 I just looked at the pricing under the photo, and I didn’t expect to see that it was priced at 3,000 francs...

This is a joke, right? This photo album only sells for 60 RMB per copy in China.

Seeing that I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, Ms. Brown immediately explained: "After all, things are rare. There is no publisher in our country for this photo book. It can only be purchased through domestic entrustment, and the quantity that can be brought is limited, so the price is natural." It’s expensive.”

“But would anyone really pay 3,000 francs for a photo album?”

“Will anyone buy it? These photos are sold out, okay? I have a copy at home. If you don’t believe me, you can put on your sunglasses and go inside to ask.”

I put on my glasses hesitantly. Although I didn’t know what the purpose of wearing them was, I still listened to Ms. Brown’s suggestion.

 When I walked into the bookstore, I found that I couldn't find this book for sale after looking around, so I had to go to the exhibition window to take down the exhibit.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a man who looked to be in his thirties suddenly rushed up, stopped in front of the photo album, and asked me...I couldn't understand what I said, after all, everyone here spoke French.

 Fortunately, there was a Ms. Brown who was translating at this moment, and soon I heard her say to me: "This is the shopkeeper, and he is saying, 'You, a Chinese godmother, touch his goddess!'"

"Female...goddess is too exaggerated, isn't it? Are you sure your translation is correct?"

 “I guarantee there will be no problem with the translation.”

 I shrugged, and then said: "Can you help me ask, isn't his book here for sale? Isn't it enough for me to buy this book?"

After speaking in French for a while, Ms. Brown translated to me: "The store manager said, 'This photo book is not for sale. It is placed here to let more people admire his goddess.'"

I feel dizzy. Is this store manager too poisoned?

I had no choice but to say: "Since this is my fault, can you please ask the store manager to sell me his inventory?"

"He said, 'Are you a fool?'" Ms. Brown quickly explained after translating this sentence, "Don't look at me like that. This was said by the store manager. He also said, 'This photo is in Paris is treating it as a collection. If you want to buy it, you can only go to the auction. Who will sell it to you?"

It’s just a photo, but I didn’t expect that the French would be so enthusiastic...

Well, it seems that Ms. Brown was not lying to me. This magazine really sold out in France.

I had no choice but to go back to the car first, but just when I was about to walk out of the bookstore, because I was in a hurry, I accidentally bumped into the door...Why don't you wipe the glass so cleanly in France?

 As a result, the collision caused the sunglasses on my face to fall off. Fortunately, the shop owner’s glass door was not damaged.

I quickly turned around and bowed to apologize, but when I looked up, the shopkeeper had already knelt down towards me and took out a rose... Why is it a French skill to pull out a rose out of thin air? Where did this rose come from in the bookstore where you can't even see the root of the grass?

 While I was feeling depressed, I heard Ms. Brown translate to me again: "The owner asked you, 'Can you agree to have dinner with him?'"

 The answer was, of course, no, but I didn’t say it out loud and ran straight to the car.

 After we got into the car with Ms. Brown, I seemed to hear the store manager crying outside...I felt a little sorry for him.

Ms. Brown was holding the steering wheel at this time and turned back to me with a smile: "Do you know how popular you are in France now?"

 “I’m sorry for doubting you…”

“That’s okay, but if you can, can you help me sign the photo book I bought? Please, please...”

Although it is not a big problem, I feel embarrassed.

I couldn’t help but say: “I’m so sorry, I’ve never signed my name for anyone else, and my handwriting is ugly, so I can’t use it...”

 “That’s it!”

I don’t know what’s so good about this…but it looks like I have to learn how to write a signature in the future.