While Nan Yi was enjoying himself in the bathtub, Sophie Marso had already scolded him again and again.

"Shit, bastard, bastard..."

Countless dirty words spurted out from Sophie Marso's mouth, and the target of venting was naturally Nan Yi.

Nan Yi sat in the living room, gathered on the coffee table and ate pickled cucumbers, cashews, and a burger he made himself, accompanied by a glass of red wine, and watched Ajiani's "Summer of Murder" on TV.

Ajani should be quite popular in Fa Country, and the French rose crown has been worn on her head.

Moreover, Nan Yi once read a gossip that she was the only French rose that the people of Fat really recognized, instead of the many messy so-and-so, and even his Sophie was not recognized by the women of Fat at all.

However, Nan Yi felt that she was not in line with her own eyes, but her acting skills were really remarkable.

He performed a lively, charming and sexy revenge girl in an extremely well-behaved role, especially during the dance party in the plot, with clear eyes as spring water, curly hair sticking to his shoulders, and his clothes were also close to his slightly bronzed skin that was wet due to the dancing.

Stained with sweat, under the light, the luster is slightly shiny.

After watching the whole film, Nan Yi felt that the exposed shots inside seemed a bit redundant. He deliberately retreated back, looked at the title of the film, and found the director's name.

The stinking virtue of the Gaul rooster is as if he cannot interpret what it means to be a god without stripping his clothes.

After watching the video, Nan Yi cleaned up the mess he left behind.

Then, have a good night's sleep.

The next day, Nan Yi still got up early, went to the newspaper booth on the street to buy a few newspapers, found a cafe on the banks of the Seine, ordered breakfast, and took the breakfast and read the newspaper.

There is an article in the newspaper that says that young people in Faguo have lived in the economic depression of the 1970s since childhood. From then on, they have learned to look at the world and reality in a cold way.

Gradually, their parents and public opinion called them "the indifferent generation".

They are indifferent to everything and have no political, ideological, and moral pursuits. The only thing that arouses their passion is Chinese-style rock music.

Michael Jackson is the most sacred idol in their minds.

In the 1980s, they turned their interests to enterprises, and the idols of young people began to change, from rock to entrepreneurs, especially those who started from scratch would be admired by them.

They all fantasized about becoming the protagonist in the next entrepreneur story, so after entering the 1980s, many young people from Faguo entered the business field and became self-employed entrepreneurs. It is still unknown whether they can start their own business.

Nan Yi picked up the croissant on the table and stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite. He thought to check the number of company registrations in Faguo in the past two years.

He knew that the economy of Faguo in the past two years was actually very sluggish, and it was very difficult for a fresh graduate of Faguo who had no work experience to find a very suitable job.

Unlike their parents' generation, most of them work in state-owned enterprises, and their wages and benefits are guaranteed, so they don't have to worry about life at all.

However, the situation in Faguo is somewhat similar to that in China. State-owned enterprises have encountered problems of too bloated institutions and too heavy burdens. State-owned enterprises can take good care of employees who have already joined, but it is impossible to accept new employees.

After all, there is no top-season system in Faguo, and the jobs have not become the private property of workers and can be passed on to their next generation.

The young people in Faguo felt that their future was bleak and were pessimistic and disappointed. Their parents called them "a generation that was worried about their jobs" in a sympathetic tone.

Nan Yi looked at a set of data listed in the newspaper again: In 1978, 42% of young people were worried about unemployment, and in 1983, it increased to 51.2%. Half of the young people aged 25 were living in poverty.

Young people who should have no worries are troubled by their daily lives and are always worried about the possibility of losing their jobs. This trouble has filled their hearts, making them almost unable to take into account issues that are purely moral values.

Worry about survival is that young people in Faguo have a common and beautiful dream - to start a business and become a successful entrepreneur.

This kind of boss dream with special meaning, the dream of Faguo, and the young people in Faguo moved themselves and devoted themselves to the unpredictable ocean of entrepreneurship.

In the dark, unemployment and entrepreneurship are always intertwined. Often, when the entrepreneurship wind blows, it is also when the unemployment rate in society is relatively high.

A high unemployment rate means that the economy is in a downturn. At this time, the success rate of entrepreneurship will be much lower than normal. Starting a business is a matter of luck. Those who can succeed are those with higher IQ, patience, perseverance and luck values.

"Entrepreneurship!"

Nan Yi's finger tapped the desktop gently, "To start a business, you must have some startup capital. If the blueprint for planning is not big, you can only use a little deposit at home to barely deal with it. If the goal is big, you have to go through the bottom of the box, especially the real estate certificate.

The population of Paris may be increasing, but there are not many places that can be used to build houses. This is an inevitable trend for rising housing prices...

Young entrepreneurs took the real estate certificate to the bank to mortgage loans. They failed to start a business and were unable to repay the loan. The bank collected the house. At this time, it happened to be 1987. The stock market plummeted and the economic crisis. The mortgaged house became non-performing assets.

If a bank has non-performing assets, it must be packaged and processed..."

With the finger tapping, Nanyi was preparing to do two things: one, establish a non-performing asset processing company in Paris; the other, accelerate the speed of Bank of Southern entering Paris.

Of course, just preparation, he had to ask someone to carefully investigate how big the entrepreneurial style in Faguo is.

"Boss, hurry up and go into the store." The school beauty suddenly ran to Nanyi and said.

At the same time, other bodyguards began to shrink to Nanyi. Before they could think, Nanyi was surrounded by the store, with his head held down, and his body was stuffed into the bar.

Regardless of the clerks' surprise, the bodyguards lifted the dining tables one by one, stood up, surrounded the bar, and hid behind the table, each of which was tightly tied, making a piece of wood and human-like city wall for the bar.

Fortunately, the Parisians are relatively lazy. Before they got up, there was actually only one customer in the store, Nanyi.

As soon as the bodyguards finished their actions, gunfire sounded loudly outside the cafe.

Nan Yi, who was lying on the ground, pricked up his ears and listened, Famas, Uz, Mab, Pa-15 pistol, mr73, listened to the sound, Famas and Uz were shooting a car, and these two sounds should have hit the bulletproof glass.

Nan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "It was not for him, I don't know which unlucky guy is."

Boom boom boom boom!

"Damn it, offensive grenades, a few of them exploded..."

Nan Yi couldn't hear a few of them in a series of blows, but he could hear the angle of sound waves and the sound of glass breaking in the cafe. The grenades were mostly hung on the car door and exploded.

"Damn it, it's so amateur. I'm not afraid of being bombed to death with an offensive grenade."

As he complained, Nan Yi bowed himself into a shrimp, put his hands together to block the door. If a steel ball flew over, it would definitely not be fatal, but it would be disfigured and his face must be protected.

There was a female camper lying beside Nan Yi, who was trembling. His thighs were close to Nan Yi, and he could feel the violent shaking. The irregular rhythm gave him a bad premonition.

"My ladies, don't urinate."

Nan Yi's reminder was too late, or it might be useless at all. His right leg was already wet, uh, still hot.

Nan Yi could only press his right leg tighter, and it was better to wet his leg than to both legs.

Bang bang bang bang!

With the last few mr73 sounds, the motorcycle's motor roars and then gradually moves farther and farther away.

“clear!”

“clear!”

After saying "clear", the school beauty walked into the bar and helped Nan Yi up. Her nose was twitched unnaturally, and she glanced at the female camper and a pool of water on the ground. She knew it.

"Nan Sheng, next time you should change directions, so that you can have multiple meat shields."

"Forget it, it's useless to be able to shoot bullets to my position, and adding a meat shield." Nan Yi said, and said to Yazhenni again: "What's the situation?"

"Boss, the economy of Faguo is now in a downturn. Now the mentality of young people is changing rapidly. What they once affirmed will be denied quickly, and new ideas and values ​​have become popular due to changes in the situation.

They hate politicians’ clever promises and unrealistic and empty political arguments…”
Chapter completed!