money player

Hammam, a place that has little to do with Türkiye but is called a Turkish bath.

It is said that people in medieval times did not like to take baths and that perfume was invented to cover up body odor. This statement is basically correct, but it is somewhat exaggerated. The Middle Ages spanned a large period, but Europeans' dislike of taking baths was only concentrated during the period when the Black Death broke out.

First, religions deceive people into thinking that it is easier to get closer to God if you don't take a bath. Second, ignorant people believe that taking a bath can easily lead to the Black Death. Pubs and restaurants do not welcome people who are too clean. People who take a bath frequently cannot join the army or become civil servants, cannot find a job, and their children cannot go to school.

Simply put, you can't survive without taking a bath frequently. Faced with this situation, no one dares to take a bath lightly.

Apart from that period, Europeans still liked to go to the bathhouse. After all, high heels could only alleviate the adverse effects of stepping on dry feces, but could not solve the problem of liquid feces being sprayed in all directions. They were completely useless in the face of free flight. Bath tickets could be said to be a necessity.

Bazaar is a restaurant with a bathhouse, or vice versa. It is a relatively high-end consumption place. In addition to the public hall, there are also small private rooms. A private room is divided into four areas: restaurant, bathhouse, entertainment room and leisure room.

There is a long dining table in the restaurant, with one-on-one service provided by waiters. There is a hole in one wall covered with a curtain, and guests can choose to watch the slides or pull the curtain to watch the performance outside.

Xian Yaowen and Deliyou sat at one end of the dining table, three meters apart, one with their head turned to the left and the other to the right, watching the ongoing puppet show through the hole in the wall.

The performances are not included in the meal fee and need to be ordered a la carte. The program list is very long, ranging from programs not suitable for children to family-friendly programs. Xian Yaowen took the initiative to order an adult puppet show, which has a performance style similar to a talk show, using humorous and exaggerated language to criticize current affairs.

After watching about half of the show, Deliyou asked the waiter to leave, then walked to the door with the wine, stuffed a tip in it, pulled the curtain, walked to Xian Yaowen, and sat down on the edge of the table.

"Adam, explain $15."

Xian Yaowen cut a piece of steak and put it into Deliyou's mouth. Deliyou bit it lightly with her lips and teeth, half going into her mouth and half remaining on the fork. Xian Yaowen put the fork into his mouth, chewed it twice, put the fork on the table, and picked up the napkin to wipe his lips.

Pah, he slapped Deliyu's thigh, then reached under her skirt and touched her garter, and a box of ten cigarettes fell into his hand.

Press the mechanism once and a cigarette pops out from one end; press it again and a match pops out from the other end.

He held the match between his fingers and scratched it along the edge of Deliyu's high heels. The match head ignited with a sizzling sound. He knocked the cigarette on the table twice, put it in his mouth, and lit it with the match.

Huh, she exhaled a puff of white mist and put the cigarette into Deliyu's mouth.

At this time, the match was burning brightly. Xian Yaowen took out a cigar, lit it, took a puff, and put it on the edge of the table on the other side.

He forked a piece of yellow bell pepper from the Provencal stew dish and put it into his mouth, chewing while saying: "Friendship Real Estate, another subsidiary of Friendship Company, is going to implement a real estate plan in London. The $15 is a loan for one year with an interest rate of 10%, which will be included in the profit of Ode Deliou.

This is what I told you, are you satisfied?"

"I'm not very satisfied, but I don't object either. Let's forget it this time. Next time I hope you can tell me earlier." Deliyou said without comment.

Xian Yaowen nodded, "I will."

Deleuze swung her left foot, threw off her high heels, and placed her foot on Xian Yaowen's thigh. "I have a younger brother, Olivier, who is also an actor. His career is not going very well. I want him to join Odd Deleuze."

"If it's a contract, you can decide for yourself."

Deliyou drew a circle on Xian Yaowen's thigh with her left foot, "Adam, you know what I mean."

Xian Yaowen stroked Deliyou's calf gently, "Start from the bottom, if he has the ability, he can move up. If he doesn't have the ability, give him a manager position. He can go to the company to collect salary once a month, but he doesn't have to go to work on weekdays."

"What do you mean?" Deliu's face changed. "Let Olivier get a salary for nothing?"

Xian Yaowen pinched the stockings with his index finger and thumb and pulled them, and a tear appeared. "Isn't it good to have a manager's salary even if I don't have any ability?"

"New stockings." Deleuze said angrily, "Olivier doesn't need a salary."

"Before this summer, I will consider investing in a stocking company. I will be responsible for your stockings in the future." Xian Yaowen hooked his index finger on the torn stocking and pulled it down. The stockings split open for more than ten centimeters. He withdrew his hand, picked up the cigar and took a puff. "Danielle, I often say that 'business is business'. You can arrange someone to the company, your brother, your husband, your husband's brother, or your other lover, such as Pierre Louis XV. It doesn't matter who it is.

However, until they have proven their abilities, they can only start from the bottom and will not receive any preferential treatment because of their relationship with you."

"Pierre and I are a thing of the past."

Xian Yaowen nodded, "I know, it's just an example, you don't have to take it too seriously."

Deleuze smoked a cigarette and was silent for a moment before saying, "Ignore what happened to Olivier. What plans do you have for Oded Deleuze?"

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "Are you worried about being fooled by me?"

"A little, just a little."

"Ha." Xian Yaowen took Deliyou into his arms, put her on his thighs, hooked her chin, blocked her mouth and kissed her for a while before saying, "It's normal for you to worry, but in fact you don't have to worry at all. I already have two plans for the development of the company."

Deliyou first blocked Xian Yaowen's mouth to satisfy his unsatisfied desire, and then asked, "What's the plan?"

"Let me tell you a story." Xian Yaowen took a puff of his cigar, stroked Deliyou's belly and told the story, "The last time I got married, the one before Yunna's, my wife and I stayed in Sai Kung for two days on our way back to Hong Kong. I met some friends there, one of whom was called Wong Shui-li. He was a big landlord and a builder. My house in Sai Kung was built by him.

Huang Shuili was born in 1906. When he was young, he studied in Paris. You know, you can do anything in Paris, live a luxurious life, attend parties, date lovers, but it is not suitable for studying. "

"So, Huang had many lovers in Paris?"

"There are probably a few, but they are probably mostly yellow people. There aren't many French people, and their quality is not high. I guess most of the French women he dated are prostitutes."

"Why?" Deliyu asked.

"Because he returned to Vietnam and soon fell in love with a French girl. Do you know Marguerite Donadieu or Marguerite Duras?"

"I know that he was a former member of the French Communist Party. He seemed to have been expelled from the French Communist Party last year."

"Well, she is the heroine of the story. I think her appearance is very ordinary and does not quite match Huang's aesthetic taste, but Huang soon fell in love with her, a girl who is only fifteen years old and whose body has not yet fully grown.

That story happened in 1929. The girl's family was in a very bad situation. Her mother went bankrupt in business and owed a lot of debts. She could only make a living by teaching. Her eldest brother had a bad temper and was addicted to drugs. He often went to the opium den to steal opium, and then the people in the opium den would ask her mother for money.

The girl was French, but a poor French person. It was impossible for her to feel superior to other French people, so she studied at Le Quy Don Middle School in Saigon, a church school that mainly enrolled poor Vietnamese female students. There were not many French people studying there, so she was treated preferentially there.

The girl's home is in Yonglong. To go to school from home, she has to cross the Mekong River. There is no bridge on the Mekong River, so she has to take a ferry to cross the river. The girl and Huang met for the first time on the ferry. Huang expressed his affection for the girl and invited her to take his car to go to school.

Deliyou laughed and said, "Did they have sex in the car?"

"No, a fifteen-year-old girl wouldn't be as brave as you. They just had a mutual affection. Huang liked the girl's skin color, youth, and perhaps beauty, and the girl liked Huang's wealth.

Many students at Li Gui Dun Middle School were prostitutes, and the girl had thought about doing the same, so when she met Huang, a wealthy Chinese man, she was attracted to him.

"Adam, why did you specifically mention that Huang is Chinese?"

“Because in Vietnam, once the Chinese are described as wealthy, it means very wealthy, and usually there is a street, and I mean all the properties on a street belong to one person.”

“Like the Champs-Elysees?”

"It's not that exaggerated. It should be equivalent to a small street in the bustling area of ​​Paris."

"uh-huh."

"The Chinese are very generous to their lovers. Being the lover of a wealthy Chinese means that one can earn no less than 2000 million francs a year, net income, and the man will be responsible for all expenses."

"Really?" Deliyou turned her head and looked into Xian Yaowen's eyes, smiling and saying, "Adam, how long have we known each other?"

"There's a Chinese phrase 'When in Rome, follow the Romans', which means that when you are in Paris, you should follow the rules and customs of Paris. Danielle, you are my Parisian lover."

Deliyou laughed and kissed Xian Yaowen on the cheek, "You are such a stingy Jew."

"what."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and did not start a debate about generosity or stinginess. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. In the future, Deliyou herself will understand how much she can get from him. He continued to tell a story that was half recalled and half made up.

"One day not long after, the girl saw Huang's luxury car waiting outside the school. She got in the car and Huang drove her to the single apartment on the embankment. The two had sex again and again. The two had dinner together and the girl tasted the long-missed food.

The two maintained this relationship, but both knew that there would be no future between them. The girl would return to Paris, and Huang would marry a woman from another family according to his family's wishes.

Both of them realized that this relationship could not last long, so the girl went to the single apartment to meet Huang almost every day after class, and sometimes even did not return to school to spend the night, so the school notified her family.

When her family learned that the two were dating, they were very angry at first, but later Huang invited the girl's family to a dance. The girl's family learned that Huang was very rich, so they acquiesced to the girl's behavior and asked Huang to pay off their debts and fund their return to Paris.

Huang agreed to pay for the girl and even asked his father to cancel the original marriage and marry the girl for a year before making any plans. However, Huang's father would rather he die than marry a French woman.

Huang did not dare to disobey his father and had to hold the wedding on time. As Huang's wedding date approached, the sexual relationship between the two became more and more crazy. Huang gave the girl his ancestral ring, which was discovered by her family and they were very angry.

Huang asked the girl to tell him that she had slept with him only for money from the beginning to the end. The girl asked him to promise to return to the single apartment to meet her after marriage.

On Huang's wedding day, the girl watched him take his bride in the bridal sedan, but he did not return to the bachelor apartment after his marriage, leaving the heroine waiting alone.

At the end of the school year, with the financial help of Huang, the girl and her family will take a ship back to Paris. When the ship sets sail, the girl leans on the railing on the deck and sees Huang's luxury car. She knows that Huang is in the car.

The boat gradually left the shore. At night, the heroine listened to her brother playing the piano and felt overwhelmed with sadness.

Many years later, the girl became a writer. One day, she received a call from Huang. He and his wife came to Paris and knew that she was already a famous writer. Huang told the girl that his love for her had never changed and he would never stop loving her.

"End of story?"

"uh-huh."

"Adam, this doesn't feel like a real love story, it feels more like a movie script, and from a female perspective."

"'The Lover' or 'Chinese Lover', this is one of the plans I want to talk about, a project of cooperation between Paris, Hong Kong and Saigon. Do you think this story will be popular?"

After careful consideration, Deliyou said, "I think this is a very novel story, with an exotic feel and romance. If there is a director who can tell a story and good male and female actors, the box office should be good."

"This project will be divided into three parts: Europe, Vietnam, North America and Asia excluding Vietnam. It will be a tripartite cooperation and the ticket base will be divided according to investment. What you need to do is to find a French partner and determine a French director, the heroine, the mother, the elder brother, the younger brother, and the French female classmate."

“Does the heroine only need one?”

"Yes, we only need one, preferably no older than twenty, and should look like fifteen without makeup. The subsequent scenes of Huang coming to Paris will be narrated or virtual, and the actor's face will not appear."

"Hmm, do you have a script?"

"Not yet. I'll give it to you later. By the way, the maximum budget for this project is $8, and it's advertised as $100 million, so the actors must be both cheap and easy to use."

Deleuze exclaimed, "The budget for filming in Vietnam is $8, Adam, are you crazy?"

"You think I'm crazy because you don't know how much cheaper it is to shoot a movie in Hong Kong compared to France." Xian Yaowen stroked Deliou's hips. "Don't worry, the budget of $8 is enough. In order to deal with emergencies, funds will be raised at $10."

Deliyou leaned back on the dining table and reached out to unbutton Xian Yaowen's shirt. "The crew is mainly composed of Hong Kong people?"

"Yes." Xian Yaowen patted Deliyou's hips, and she stood up and sat on the table, unbuttoning her clothes faster. Xian Yaowen stood up, lifted the hem of his skirt, and put his hand under it, "I know that it is difficult for the crew to cooperate because of the language barrier. No matter how difficult it is, we must overcome it. It will be normal to film together in the future."

Deleuze ripped off Xian Yaowen's suit and shirt and kissed his neck. "The crew I'm on now often has problems... Well, well, the budget is consumed faster than normal."

"Would you still care about the crew budget?"

"Of course, I'm already the boss."

"Very good, lie down on the table."

After making love, the two soaked in the hot water pool in the bathhouse. A tray with desserts, fruits and red wine was floating on the water.

"Besides 'The Lover', I am also conceiving another hugely expensive project."

"What project?"

"In 1942, a British plane was hit by the Germans during a bombing mission. Several British soldiers were forced to parachute over Paris to survive, and then escaped. I plan to name this story "The Great Escape"."

Xian Yaowen was talking about "The Great Escape", the highest-grossing French film in history. The amount was less than "Titanic" and "Welcome to the North", but after taking inflation into account, it is truly the highest-grossing film in history.

"Don't you know that we French don't get along with the English?"

"Of course I know that The Great Escape is a comedy story, and the effect I want to achieve is to make the audience laugh from beginning to end, until they have no more energy to laugh."

"A comedy story is a good idea. Do you have a story outline?" Deliyou transformed into a cartilaginous animal and nestled in Xian Yaowen's arms.

Xian Yaowen hugged Deliyou and said, "We have the general story, but we can't work out the outline right now. I haven't chosen the prototypes of the characters yet. As I said, this is a large-scale project with many big scenes and we have to shoot airplanes. The budget will be very high and the preparation time will be long."

“So your plan is two film projects?”

"Not only that, there is also a plan to go beyond France and let the company's contracted actors take on more film projects in other countries to build international influence, starting with Hong Kong and Hollywood."

"Hollywood is OK?"

"Small projects are not a big problem. The company's partners in the United States will intensively launch low-budget projects in the next three years, and there will be no shortage of roles."

"which company?"

“The company I work with Jorge Guino.”

"That Brazilian tycoon?"

"Hmm, he's a very generous man. Would you like me to introduce you to him?"

Deliyou leaned close to Xian Yaowen's ear and blew a breath of hot air, "Are you tired of me and pushing me into the arms of other men?"

Xian Yaowen chuckled, "Only Mr. Missinkides has the right to push you."

"George knows you exist, so you have it too." Deleu smiled and said, "I'll arrange for you to have dinner with George in a few days."

"So, Mr. Missinkides makes a clear distinction between love and marriage?"

"He also has a lover. I've seen him."

"Damn it, Danielle, you shouldn't have told me this. The fun of having an affair is gone." Xian Yaowen said depressedly: "What time is our date?"

Deliyou said happily: "George knows that you are rarely in Paris, so there is no set time. You can make an appointment with me anytime except weekends."

“Damn French romance.”

"Ha." Deliyou laughed for a while and said, "I have a question I want to ask you."

"speak."

Deleuze introduced Alain Bernardin and his Crazy Horse show, "Do you think it's worth investing in?"

"The idea is great, but it's not the key to a successful business. Arrange a meeting between me and Bernardin so I can hear his plan in person. If I approve of him, I will invest with you on behalf of Isabel and Betty."

Hearing this, Deli couldn't help laughing, "Adam, what is it like to have a daughter older than you?"

"not bad."

The two chatted casually, and at about the same time, Deliyou rushed to attend the party she organized, and Xian Yaowen went to Zhou Yueyu's studio on Green Mill Street.

Zhou Yueyu was not there, but she also went to the party, so Xian Yaowen could slowly appreciate her paintings.

Just seeing an unfinished nude art painting, his mood instantly turned bad. Looking at the muscle lines and the size of the parts, the nude model in the painting was clearly him.

It's really annoying. Why draw him? Isn't it better to just follow the crowd and hire a nude model from outside? (End of this chapter)