Well, although Xu Chuan knew about Xuela's concert, he actually didn't pay much attention to it.

It's really a bit unreasonable for a boyfriend.

However, he did not send a message to the woman immediately, because he could think that this woman would definitely come over immediately with his little finger.

He did this only when he was crazy.

"Ha, it's done."

Song Qian finally put down the phone.

“I found an apartment that was enough for those of us to live in, and the price was at least a quarter of our budget.”

Song Qian was talking to Yuan Minghao about the accommodation situation. She had already received environmental photos from the other party on her mobile phone, and the conditions seemed to be pretty good.

"Very good."

Yuan Minghao also breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been sleeping on the streets on the first day he arrived in Paris, his tour guide would not look good.

Several people had already received all their luggage, and Xu Chuan immediately clapped his hands, saying as if reminding the primary school students, "Check it again, it's not the first time you have got it wrong."

During this frequent transfer time in Chile, these people took their luggage at least four wrong times.

The first time can be regarded as a harmless small show, the second time can be said to be an accident during the journey, and the third and fourth times can only show that there is something wrong with these people's brains.

Now, these big stars realize that it is definitely a huge burden to drag so much luggage when going out, especially without an assistant.

Everyone rechecked their luggage as he said, because these people knew that if they really took it wrong, this guy would really dare to let the perpetrator come back on foot alone.

After confirming that, Song Qian and Yuan Minghao walked in front, and they were going to find Song Qian's friends.

Not only did they help arrange accommodation, but they also arranged cars to pick them up, which immediately increased their funds in Paris.

In the parking lot, they met Song Qian's friend, who arranged three cars, two SUVs and one to carry luggage.

Song Qian's friend's surname is Zheng, and Xu Chuan shook hands with him enthusiastically, "I've caused you trouble."

"It's okay, I'm very familiar with Xiao Song."

Of course the other party recognized Xu Chuan, and he probably didn't expect that this well-known person would greet him so enthusiastically.

"Let's go back and have time to have a meal together."

The favors are owed by these people together, so Song Qian can't be paid back by herself. There is no reason.

"Give me the address, you guys follow."

Xu Chuan sat into the cab and asked Song Qian for the address of the apartment.

“18 Rue St Vincent, 18 St. Vincent?”

Tsk, Xu Chuan grinned. This woman really knows how to find it. This place is located in the tenth district on the north bank of the Seine River in Paris, not far from the Church of Sacred Heart. The most famous attractions around should be the Red Light District.

Public security cannot be said to be bad, but it cannot be said to be good.

"Second sister."

Xu Chuan shouted at Song Qian in another car, and the other party pulled down the window and asked him what was wrong.

"It's fine in a while, let's go buy lottery tickets together."

Xu Chuan discovered that this woman's luck was a bit interesting.

Close the car door, four, five and six sitting in the back seat, and the co-pilot is sitting with the little brother.

As soon as Rong Zishan got on the car, he brought his headphones and then took his mobile phone to play games.

Xu Chuan directly pulled the other party's headphones off his head and threw them to the three women behind him.

"Even if it's a performance, you have to act and be navigating me."

I reached out and patted the other person on the back of the head. Is the unlucky child's IQ really a problem?

The three people behind didn't dare to say a word.

After a while, Jung Eun-hee said softly, "Brother, why don't I come and navigate."

"No, I know the way."

Rong Zishan cursed in his heart, "You are crazy, why do you know the way?"

Xu Chuan was driving while looking at the scenery of the surrounding streets.

Well, it's no different from the last time he came.

The airport is less than 30 kilometers away from where they live, and it takes about 40 to 50 minutes to drive.

The road was quite smooth, and the group arrived at their destination smoothly.

This is a four-story apartment building that has been around for a while, but this is the case with the Paris building, and you can't find new ones if you want to find them.

The surrounding environment is relatively quiet, better than Xu Chuan imagined.

The room is also very good, with complete facilities, no problem to open the fire by yourself.

It’s just an elevator with a small space, and a few people are okay to go up and downstairs. If you transport dozens of luggage, haha.

Let's play slowly.

Siwuliu, Yuan Minghao and the little brother stayed to move their luggage, and Song Qian needed to connect with the French cultural exchange activities.

Of course, Xu Chuan, a French-speaking person, has to follow him, and there are also one and three.

Until now, two small groups have been formed.

"Let's get a taxi?"

Four people stood on the street, Chen Zi asked.

They were going to the Louvre to meet with people from the Paris tourism department, and how to go was indeed a problem.

"Hey, I still think I want to rent a car. I will wait until the night to check the money with Xiao Yuan."

Song Qian said embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Chen Zi and Liu Ye were both comforting each other.

They all knew that this was the pit dug by the program team for each other.

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "Haha, do you want to experience the subway in Paris?"

It is not far from Metro Line 7 and can reach the Louvre directly.

...

At Charles de Gaulle Airport, a burly and sturdy black man at least 1.9 meters tall and burly figure walked out from the exit.

It seems that he is in his early forties, wearing a black suit and carrying an ordinary crossbody bag, and he seems to be an ordinary worker who is just on a business trip.

However, his pair of falcon-like eyes were alertly scanning everyone around him.

I walked out of the airport, looked around, then walked straight towards a gray car, opened the car door and sat in.

The driver was not surprised at all, just asked, "Shaan Blair?"

The black man nodded, "It's me."

There was a photo of a black man on the other party's dashboard. The driver took a look, then inserted the gun in his hand into the holster, and then started the car and drove towards Paris.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The car drove for more than an hour and finally stopped on a street in the seventh district. Not far away is the Eiffel Tower.

Sean Blair got out of the car and walked into a door on the side of the road.

The sign hanging is a financial intermediary company, but it is actually an intelligence station in Paris in the CIA.

The person in charge was a woman, she obviously knew Sean Blair.

"Karen, thank you."

Sean Blair hugged the other party, and he was sent to the scene in trouble.

No, it should be said that the woman in front of him saved him once.

The other party glanced at him meaningfully, "Shawn, welcome to Paris."

Then he began to introduce the situation to the other party, "Our main task now is to monitor the French Minister of Finance, uh, just monitor."

She emphasized only.

...

"Wow, is this the Louvre?"

Chen Zi stood in front of the pyramid-shaped building and exclaimed.

Xu Chuan asked quietly, "Sister, you're here for the first time?"

"Of course not." Chen Zi, who already knew what the other party was going to say, immediately rolled her eyes at Xu Chuan.

"Then what's the point..."

Chen Zi started to fight, and the other two laughed apart.

They have contacted staff from the French Tourism Office, and the program team's camera is filming the outdoor scene of the Louvre.
To be continued...