Chapter 515 The Actors Are Already in Place

Early the next morning, after Jiang Chen and Ayesha had breakfast in the dining room, they went straight to the garage. According to the plan, today is a free activity. Jiang Chen planned to take the little girl to have a good time in Munich, and at seven o'clock in the evening, he would go to the University of Munich to attend the international students party.

Ayesha had been looking forward to this date since last night. After getting up in the morning and trying on several clothes, she finally chose a pure black cotton skirt and a pair of platform shoes, and put on a little light makeup.

Because it was private time, Jiang Chen also dressed casually. He put on a gray windbreaker over his shirt and held her hand out the door.

On the way to the garage, the two unexpectedly bumped into Carmen, who was talking to a man wearing a brown wallet. The reason why he was surprised was because Jiang Chen remembered that he should not live in this manor.

The two ended their conversation quickly, and the strange man turned and left neatly. When he turned around, he noticed Jiang Chen and Ayesha, but he just glanced at Jiang Chen and walked away silently.

Although it was just a quick glance, Jiang Chen still felt something very uncomfortable from his body.

how to say? There is a faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

When Carmen saw Jiang Chen, her eyes lit up and she immediately walked forward with a smile.

"Ready to go?"

"Well, I plan to walk around Munich today and go back tomorrow." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, what time is your flight tomorrow?"

"It's nine in the morning, what's the problem?"

"Of course not, I wish you a good time," Carmen said with a smile, paused, and then added, "Try to come back as soon as possible."

Without much pleasantries, Carmen said she still had things to deal with, so she left.

"Slavs." That's when. Ayesha suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Jiang Chen looked at her doubtfully.

"That man just now was a mercenary - huh?"

Before Aisha finished speaking, Jiang Chen put his hand on her head.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at Jiang Chen in confusion.

“Don’t think so much today.

It’s rare to go on a trip. " Jiang Chen gently touched her hair and said with a smile.

Feeling the warmth on her head, Ayesha buried her head in embarrassment and hummed softly.

The Rothschild family is obviously planning something, but it shouldn't be against him. The more powerful a person is, the more they cherish their feathers. Not to mention the agreement reached between Jiang Chen and Luke the day before yesterday, even if Jiang Chen insists on going his own way and stands on the opposite side of mining giants such as Vale and BHP Group, they will not take action in Germany.

Since it has nothing to do with him, Jiang Chen doesn't need to care so much.

But Carmen’s words about coming back early in the evening are very intriguing.

Will something happen at night?

…

Compared to the bustle of the past few days, the streets of Munich seemed particularly quiet today. It was clearly daytime, but there were few people on the street. Although many shops are open normally, there are no people inside. It wasn't until we got closer to the city center that the situation improved.

After parking the car in the parking lot at the entrance of the pedestrian street and holding Ayesha's hand on the street, Jiang Chen vaguely smelled an unusual smell. But I think I have to leave here tomorrow. So he didn't take it to heart.

The solemnity lingering on the street did not affect the two's date. Ayesha kept holding Jiang Chen's arm along the way. From the slightly curved corners of her mouth, Jiang Chen could tell that she was very happy. The two of them spent the whole morning walking around Munich's shopping malls, buying a bunch of clothes in large and small bags.

As for the language issue, there is no need to worry at all. Jiang Chen has instant translation software installed on his mobile phone.

At noon, Jiang Chen and Ayesha randomly found a Western restaurant and walked in. They sat by the window and ordered two steaks and a cold drink from the waiter. The sound of violins in the restaurant is beautiful, maybe because of the atmosphere. Ayesha looked shy. The two enjoyed lunch while exchanging opinions about the afternoon's itinerary.

Halfway through their meal, two men suddenly sat down at the table next to them. Judging from their clothing, they should be white-collar workers working in a nearby office building. Hear their conversations. Jiang Chen just learned that a demonstration took place in front of the Munich Opera House yesterday to protest against the refugee flow.

"I'm afraid these are not going to be peaceful days."

"Yeah." The man with short shaved hair sighed.

"How did yesterday's parade end?"

"The mayor stood up and said that he would put pressure on the council and consider passing a bill to restrict the influx of refugees. He also said these words last month, but what will be the result?"

"This damn humanitarianism...why don't those locusts go to other countries? Damn it..."

Jiang Chen reached out and pressed on the mobile phone screen on the desktop, turning off the translation software with flashing text, and at the same time looked at Ayesha with some worry. There was no sad expression on her face. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay." As if she noticed the concern in Jiang Chen's eyes, Ayesha smiled softly.

"Is it really okay?"

"Yes." Ayesha nodded and played with the tomatoes on the iron plate with the fork in her hand.

"Because there is nothing we can do about it."

…

As dusk grows late, the dome of the Opera House becomes golden. The marchers holding signs walked forward with great pride. Yesterday's demonstration was just a warning, today is the highlight. If the authorities continue to use ambiguous rhetoric to confuse people, the citizens of Bavaria will use actions to tell the Federal Parliament their dissatisfaction with the authorities' decisions.

Today is the day of the diplomatic meeting between the German President and the Austrian President.

Presumably even those in high positions would do something to appease public opinion out of concern for their appearance.

However, the marchers clearly misjudged the situation, and not everyone was extreme or "visionary." The protesters standing in front of the Opera House did not even account for 1% of Munich's total population. At least for now, the Madonnas still have the upper hand, and those who sympathize with the refugees still outnumber those who hate them.

Before the arrival of the diplomatic convoys of the two presidents, heavily armed police "peacefully" dispersed the marchers with tear gas and detained the leaders, and the chaos quickly ended. In order to ensure safety, Germany even dispatched the Ninth Brigade of the Border Guard to maintain order, commonly known as the GSG9 special forces.

The entire opera house is as solid as an iron barrel.

Soon, ten black Mercedes-Benz cars stopped at the entrance of the Opera House. A middle-aged man with a square face and a tall, thin middle-aged man walked out of two cars at the same time. Surrounded by media reporters, they walked in to shake hands and walked side by side into the opera house while talking and laughing.

German President Joachim Gaud and Austrian President Heinz Feller. They were followed by the German Deputy Chancellor and Federal Minister for Economic Affairs and Energy Evelyn Gistweit, and the Austrian Deputy Chancellor and Finance Minister.

Such a high-level meeting is the first time this year between the two governments. During the afternoon meeting, the two sides reached a consensus on economic cooperation and the increasingly serious refugee problem. The purpose of watching the performance at the Opera House tonight is to consolidate the diplomatic results achieved in the afternoon.

At the same time, in the Imperial Hotel, three streets away from the Opera House, Carmen was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the presidential suite on the top floor, holding a glass of red wine and quietly looking at the golden dome of the Opera House.

The door behind him opened, and Johnson walked behind him.

"The actors are already in place."

Hearing these words, the corners of Carmen's lips curved.

"Great. Then... the show begins."

He raised his hand that was exposed to the wine glass and gently clinked the glass with the shadow of the opera house on the floor-to-ceiling windows. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End of the World" only represents the views of the author Chenxing LL. If its content is found to be in violation of national laws, please delete it. Our position is only committed to providing healthy and green information. Reading platform. 【】,thank you all!