"Miss, sir, this evening dress is the latest model in Milan. This shawl specially highlights the elegance and subtlety of oriental women. Do you want to try it on?"

"Yeah, it's really good."

"Xiao Jian..."

"Girl, don't speak, take it to the fitting room."

"Xiao Jian..."

"Yeah, it's very beautiful. That's the set."

"I have to pay for patronage, evening dresses and shawls, and these pairs of women's leather shoes, and I will receive you a 12,000 redemption coupon."

"Okay...huh?"

"Sir, is there anything wrong?"

"I always feel that something is missing? Oh! I showed us the necklace over there, and there was still a set of jewelry missing."

"Xiao Jian..."

"Miss, wait a moment. You are so happy!"

"hehe……"

Near Jianguomen, an Italian fashion store for embassy and consulates and foreign customers walked out. Looking at the big bags in Jing Jian's hand, Zhang Qing felt exhausted. She thought Jing Jian wanted to buy a dress for herself, which was hundreds or thousands of yuan. But she never expected that she would spend tens of thousands of yuan in exchange for coupons in the end.

Bitering her red lips, Zhang Qing plucked up the courage: "I bought all these. Now I don't have that much money, and I will pay it back to you later."

Jing Jian laughed: "I finally saw a foolish girl who was not afraid of heaven and earth, so scared that she was so scared that she was lying on others. She was so happy for me."

Zhang Qing was so angry that she kicked Jing Jian: "You are still slapped in the face and acted as a big shot? I just don't want it!"

"Haha." Jing Jian smiled, "It's your reward for being a female companion. This money is really nothing to me."

"snort."

"Then you agree? Haha!"

"I didn't say it."

"Hahaha!"

"Hey! Xiao Jian, sometimes thinking about it, you are really a girl who likes it!"

“…”

Looking at the brightly lit main building of the US Embassy, ​​the white-headed sea eagle (the national emblem of the United States) on the wall at the gate, Zhang Qing shook her head again and sighed: "Hey! Xiao Jian, sometimes thinking about it, you are really a girl who likes it!"

Jing Jian took out the invitation and checked at the gate. He felt Zhang Qing, who was holding him, feel excited. Jing Jian smiled and said, "Don't come to this deep palace resentful girl, you should be resurrected!"

In fact, such a formal Christmas party is very restricted and is not a good place to relax and entertain. Especially when they are basically older, it is rare for young people like Jing Jian and Zhang Qing to be young.

The rare things are precious, and several young people attending the party naturally gathered together, a staff member of the US embassy named Tees, a low-level Indian diplomat named Chana, and several soy sauce members, and they were listening to Chana talking about the comparison between China and India.

"...Because we have a democratic system, the people have freedom of speech, and can effectively supervise the government. Therefore, institutional superiority ensures rapid economic development..."

Other foreigners nodded in agreement. At this time, the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe were already in a quagmire, and China was still quite weak. It was the time when superstitious about the European and American systems were so full that it was easy to resonate with those people.

However, Jing Jian's expression was a bit strange. He deserved to be A San. The confusing confidence that he would like to drink Ganges water in the next life belongs to the racial talent? It's okay for other countries. A San, you A San, are not bad motorcycles purchased by the government, aren't corruption everywhere? Why are you talking about "supervision of the government"?

When Chana came to an end with great pride, the Tees smiled and said, "The superiority of the democratic system is well known. However, in recent years, the economies of China and India have developed well. Of course, you two can also compete on the same stage to see who can win in the future."

The soy sauce people laughed. Jing Jian's expression was even more indescribable. It seemed that in his own impression, China had never fallen to compare with India?

However, Channa seemed to be very helpful to this. He raised his neck and was energetic: "I think it is possible. We have a perfect legal and business environment, and our country is full of vitality, so we will definitely win. Of course, China is also a respectable opponent. Is that true? Mr. Bramble and Miss Zhang?"

Damn! He actually called it directly. Jing Jian didn't want to get into such a verbal dispute, so he wanted to fight. But how should he fight? This is very difficult? It's like a Chinese table tennis team meets a Brazilian table tennis team, or a Brazilian football team meets a Chinese football team. The weak side is confident and will definitely win, and he praises the powerful side as a "respected opponent" condescendingly? So how should we answer? At this moment, Jing Jian really wishes that as a Korean, he only has the mouth of a Korean, and is not afraid of the Ganges water?

However, Zhang Qing around her was still too tender, and she was a little dissatisfied: "We admit that it is not as good as Europe, America and the West. But in all aspects, at least it is on par with your India, and it is even better. I think China has a great chance of winning."

Obviously, the Chana will definitely be a master of Tieba in the future. He is quite interested in "water stickers". When he heard the response, he seemed to be injected with blood: "No, although I should be gentlemanly in the face of the lady, I will not give in to the dispute between countries. Forgive my straightforwardness. Developing the economy requires the introduction of funds and advanced technology. And our India is implementing a free economy that is in line with the international community, and there are financial free ports like Mumbai. The funding problem is not a problem at all. And you China is now accepting international sanctions. As for the introduction of advanced technology, India has no obstacles to the West or the East. And you China has the control and embargo of Batumi, and you cannot get advanced technology at all. So... it's a pity!"

Channa shrugged with grace, which caused laughter around him. I have to say that what he said actually makes sense. In terms of capital and technology introduction, China is far less convenient than India. And at such a high-end party, can't you roll around? Zhang Qing's pretty face turned red, and for a moment, she became speechless.

Jing Jian sighed slightly in his heart, and only he could do it: "Mr. Channa, I don't agree with your point of view. I don't want to say much about the capital issue. The key is the market vitality of the country. With a market, capital will inevitably flock in. This is not something that a symbolic sanction can resist. I think China really hopes to maintain good relations with Western countries led by the United States. Mr. Tiss, you, the United States, don't want to be enemies with our China, right?"
Chapter completed!