After entering February, even Paris, a warm city influenced by the Mediterranean climate, began to get colder. Especially yesterday's ice rain knocked down many of the plum blossoms planted by the boss in front of the restaurant.

It makes Jacqueline feel sad just thinking about it.

So early in the morning, Jacqueline packed up the remaining flowers that she had knocked down yesterday, and covered the remaining plum blossoms with the plastic sheet she had just bought. Then she stayed alone in the store, watching the flowers flowing in front of the door.

The water of the Seine is worried.

Looking back, she still spent her 22nd and 23rd birthdays in this restaurant owned by Chinese people. Coming from the countryside of Paris, she was like many Chinese country people who came to work in the city. Once she stayed in this city,

She never wants to go back; and now she trembles when she thinks of the poor security situation in the countryside. During a certain riot, her parents were hit with bullets by several rioters who were fighting against the police.

The warm family was broken.

Although France's citizen welfare is good, it must be accessible. What's more, Jacqueline is a strong girl, and her self-esteem does not allow her to rely on welfare to survive; so she came to the city's "Little Paris"

, it was the Chinese owner of this restaurant who took her in, allowing her to make money while also feeling a lot of warmth from this harmonious family.

She loves this restaurant, her boss Jingjing Zhou, her fiery father and her old mother who always treats her like a daughter; although the boss's husband is an obscure and declining painter who always likes to use

The words teased and nudged her to become a mannequin, but Jacqueline could still feel it. This guy named Henry was actually not a completely bad person, he just liked to have crooked thoughts about girls occasionally, just like those mannequins.

Like a dog-like French gentleman.

It was precisely because of this experience that she refused to leave this declining restaurant; ever since the boss went home to take some Chinese confinement leave, the business in the store began to plummet, and even the chef

She resigned and went home, and that bad Henry always used various methods to defraud the store of working capital. Now not only can't he pay the salary of the clerk, he even has no money to buy ingredients. Jacqueline just went to the kitchen

After taking a look, there are only some dry bread, a few eggs and half a pot of leftover rice with Chinese characteristics left in the store...

It was already 9 o'clock in the morning. Even though the French are the lazy people in Europe after Italy, it was already breakfast time; but so far, except for her who had been living in the store for a long time, none of the employees

Came to work.

"These heartless guys..."

Jacqueline murmured a curse and started to work. Cleaning the floor, tables, service desk... Although she knew that these were useless efforts, she still did it very seriously, well, it was for China's benefit.

Boss sister......

"Crack-"

She had just finished wiping the table when she heard the familiar sound of brakes coming from outside the door. A car with a dusty silver emblem 409 on the roof stopped in front of the door. Just like its owner, the car was parked crookedly.

shape.

"Henry, being sloppy won't make you a real artist. If I were you, I would give this car a serious cleaning."

Zhou Yi walked out of the car door and took a quick look at this Chinese and Western mixed restaurant called 'Linshui Xiangxie'. He nodded slightly. The environment here is very good and the store decoration is also very unique.

Zhou Jingjing's restaurant is located by the Seine River. It is not far from the 11th arrondissement. It can attract some French and Chinese people who like Chinese cuisine, but will not compete with their counterparts in Chinatown for business; the architectural style of the restaurant is like

It is a house in a suburban town, with some Gothic features but also with practicality in mind; the exterior walls are covered with light green tiles, and several red plum trees are planted in front of the door, some are red, some are green, and some are watery.

There is wood, and the lively voice and color seem to jump directly into people's eyes. It makes people not even want to pay attention.

"There seem to be a few customers? That little girl in service attire is really hard-working, but why is she the only one working?"

"Uh, I'm not sure about this either..."

Henry shrank his neck, not daring to tell the truth at all. In the seven or eight days after Zhou Jingjing gave birth to the baby, he was the one who took away the working capital of the store. Otherwise, how could this restaurant, which has been operating for more than two years, be possible?

Reduced to this point? All these things he did were hidden from the old man. Yesterday, he even patted his chest and said that everything was going well in the restaurant. He thought to himself that Zhou Yi didn't understand French anyway, so what else could he say?

"You don't know either?"

Zhou Yi glanced at him without saying anything, walked directly to Jacqueline, and said in somewhat unfamiliar French: "Hello, Miss, are you a service staff here? My name is Zhou Yi, and I am from China.

The boss here is my sister."

"Are you the boss's brother? My name is Jacqueline. I'm very happy to meet you."

Jacqueline looked at Zhou Yi and Henry standing behind him. Since this Chinese man can come with Henry, there should be no problem with his identity, but who knows? Henry always has a lot of sneaky ideas, God knows this Chinese young man

Are you with him, and what kind of trick are you planning to use?

So Jacqueline didn't show much enthusiasm. After greeting Zhou Yi, she ran to clean the service desk and didn't treat him much.

"Miss Jacqueline, can you tell me why you are the only one working in this store? And why no customers have come yet?"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, thinking that French girls are very enthusiastic, why did this girl ignore me? However, he did not give up, and walked over to ask in detail.

"This young Chinese man is very polite, and Henry became very nervous when he saw him and asked me. It seems that they are not in the same group."

Henry was more than nervous at this moment, he almost broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself, oh my god, how come Zhou can speak French? Although he is still very unfamiliar, it does not hinder his communication. It's over, my trouble is coming...

....

Jacqueline looked at Zhou Yi carefully and found that the Chinese's features were indeed very similar to Zhou Jingjing's. She began to believe what he said: "Mr. Zhou, all the chefs in the store have left, and so have the workers. Now only the remaining

I'm the only one. And... we don't even have money to buy food."

"How could this be? Where's the money?"

"The last sum of money was taken away by Mr. Henry yesterday..."

Jacqueline glanced at Henry timidly. She was originally very nervous, but her love for the 'Linshui Champs' still gave her the courage to testify against Henry.

"Henry, my dear brother-in-law. Is that all you say to me?"

Zhou Yi sneered and grabbed Henry, who was about to rub oil on his feet, and carried him back to the store like a chicken.

In front of Jacqueline, Zhou Yi didn't give him any face. These words were all in French. Henry's scheming was not enough in front of him. He watched TV for half the night last night, and with his superhuman memory and wisdom

I have broken through the French language to the level where I can communicate normally. I just want to prevent this person from fooling me, and now I really use it.

"I was wrong about Zhou, everything is my fault... You know, it was those damn gamblers who coerced me. If I didn't go, I would be pestered or even beaten by them, and I wouldn't even be able to create with peace of mind.

Zhou, you have to believe that I am a real artist, I just lack a little luck now..."

Henry once again felt the power of his brother-in-law. In front of Zhou Yi, he seemed tall and strong and had no room for resistance.

"Artist? Just those a** women you painted?"

Zhou Yi wanted to laugh when he thought of Henry's works. This guy fully embodies the strength of a realist painter in women. Unfortunately, his impressionistic works are impossible to read at all. They are like the ravings of an idiot, and they are not at all relevant.

Reliable.

"Zhou. I will change my ways. Please believe me."

"Change your past? It sounds good. Let's start with the most basic things and help Miss Jacqueline clean the house!"

Zhou Yi threw him to the ground unceremoniously, took the mop from Jacqueline and stuffed it into his hand.

"Zhou, let a future painting master mop the floor. You are committing a crime!" Henry straightened his back, feeling that he should protect his image in front of this little beauty Jacqueline.

"Still wordy?" Zhou Yi glared.

"No, no... I'll do it right away! In fact, art also comes from life. I am experiencing life... Jacqueline, don't laugh at your boss..."

This is how Henry began his 'life experience' pitifully. Not to mention, this girl is very talented, and the floor mopping is realistic enough, so clean that even flies can't bear to land on it.

"Hey, Jacqueline, why is the store so deserted today?"

An old man with a red beard pushed in the door and saved Henry. Seeing him walk in, Henry seemed to have seen the savior. He put down his mop and rushed over: "Hello, Mr. Maupassant, it has been three days since you last visited.

Months old?"

"haha, yes......"

The red-bearded old man smiled and said: "When I came last time, I promised your wife that I would help her promote your restaurant. You see, I brought the most beautiful female host and photographer of Paris Channel. Today

I’m doing an exclusive interview here. But you have to bring out the best food. You know I will never falsely advertise for others.”

"God... Mr. Zhou, Mr. Maupassant is here, what should we do?"

Seeing this old man, Jacqueline seemed a little nervous.

"Who is he, from the TV station?"

Zhou Yi saw the blonde girl and the French man carrying the camera following the red-bearded old man into the store. He vaguely guessed it and thought it couldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"He is from the Paris Food Channel and is a famous gourmet."

Jacqueline quickly explained to Zhou Yi that it turned out that this old man was a gourmet who loved Chinese cuisine. It was said that he was very famous in most of Europe. He became her good friend because he liked Zhou Jingjing's family dish "Carp Back Side". A few months ago, the old man promised Zhou Jingjing to do an exclusive interview for the 'Linshui Champs', but he didn't want to wait until now, and he came at a very bad time.

This old man is famous for his seriousness. If he doesn't get something that satisfies him today, Linshui Champs will not only lose this publicity opportunity, but it may also receive negative publicity and be regarded as a model of failure. Put it on TV. Foreigners like to play tricks on others, whether they are friends or not.

"So this is ah."

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Then what else is edible in our store now?"

ps: Thank you to the three brothers "Human Jianzhu", "Come and Take a Look Every Day" and "Demon Sword Boy Kill", thank you:)

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