I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The next morning, after Jiang Chen and Aisha had used breakfast in the dining room, they went straight to the garage. According to the plan, today is a free activity. Jiang Chen plans to take a good lap with the little girl in Munich and go to the University of Munich to attend the international student evening at 7:00.

For this date, Aisha has shown her expectations from last night. After getting up in the morning and trying several clothes, she finally selected a pure black cotton skirt and a pair of platform shoes, and painted a little makeup.

Because it was a private time, Jiang Chen also wore it very casually. She put a gray windbreaker on the outside of the shirt and took her hand out of the door.

On the way to the garage, the two accidentally bumped into Carmen and saw what he was talking to with a man wearing a brown wallet card. The reason why I was surprised was because Jiang Chen remembered that he should not live in this manor.

The two quickly ended the conversation, and the strange man turned away and turned away. When he turned around, he noticed Jiang Chen and Aisha, but he just took a look at Jiang Chen and walked away silently.

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

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

When I saw Jiang Chen, Carmen’s eyes lit up and she immediately smiled and came forward.

"Ready to go?"

"Well, I plan to make a turn in Munich today and I will go back tomorrow." Jiang Chen smiled.

"Speak up, you are tomorrow... um, what time is the plane?"

"Is there a problem at nine o'clock in the morning?"

"Of course not, I wish you a good time," Carmen smiled and paused. He added, "Try to come back soon."

Without too much chill, Carmen said that there is still something to be dealt with, so he left.

"Slavs." Just then. Aisha suddenly said.

"Well?" Jiang Chen looked at her doubtfully.

"The man just was a mercenary?"

Aisha’s words were not finished yet, and Jiang Chen put her hand on her head.

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

"Don't think so much today. It's hard to get to travel once." Gently touched her hair, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Feeling the warmth on the head, Aisha was embarrassed to bury her head and sighed softly.

The Rothschild family is obviously planning something, but it should not be directed at him. The more people with high authority, the more they love their feathers. Not to mention the agreement between Jiang Chen and Luke the day before yesterday, even if Jiang Chen insisted on standing opposite the mining giants such as Vale and bhp Group, they would not do it in Germany.

Since it has nothing to do with himself, Jiang Chen does not have to care so much.

But Carmen’s early return at night was very intriguing.

What will happen in the evening?

......

Compared to the excitement of the past few days, the streets of Munich today are particularly quiet. It is clear during the day, but the streets are sparse. Although many shops are open for business, they do not see any figures inside. This situation improved until it was close to the city center.

Parked in the parking lot at the entrance of the pedestrian street, holding Aisha's hand on the street, Jiang Chen only vaguely smelled an unusual taste. But thinking about leaving here tomorrow. So he did not mind.

The dignity that haunted the street did not affect the date of the two. Aisha had been holding Jiang Chen’s arm along the way. From the corner of the slightly curved corner, Jiang Chen could see that she was very happy. Both of them were in the mall in Munich all morning, and the big bags of clothes were bought.

As for language problems, don't worry at all. Jiang Chen installed instant translation software on his mobile phone.

At noon, Jiang Chen took Aisha to find a Western restaurant and walked in. Sitting in the window, he ordered two steaks and cold drinks to the waiter. The violin in the restaurant is very beautiful, perhaps because of the atmosphere. Aisha looks very embarrassed. The two exchanged lunches and exchanged views on the afternoon trip.

When they were half eaten, their neighbors suddenly sat down with two men. From the dress up, they should be white-collar workers working in nearby office buildings. Hear their conversation. Jiang Chen learned that yesterday, at the entrance of the Munich Opera House, demonstrations against refugee flows occurred.

"I am afraid that these days will not be peaceful."

"Yeah." The man shaving his short hair sighed.

"What happened to the parade yesterday?"

"The mayor will stand up and put pressure on the parliament to consider adopting a bill that restricts the influx of refugees. These words he said last month, but what can be the result?"

"This **** humane.ism... Why didn't the group of locusts roll to other countries? Mom...."

Jiang Chen reached out and pressed it on the screen of the mobile phone on the desktop, turned off the translation software that was flashing the text, and looked at Aisha with some worry. There was no sad expression on her face. He was relieved and relieved.

"It's okay." As if I noticed the concern in Jiang Chen's line of sight, Aisha smiled softly.

"Is it really okay?"

"Yeah." Aisha nodded, holding the fork in her hand and playing the little tomato in the iron plate.

"Because this is no way."

......

Late at dusk, the round dome of the opera house was dyed with a golden layer. The parade with the brand was striding forward. The demonstration yesterday was only a warning. Today is the highlight. If the authorities continue to fool people with the ambiguous rhetoric, the citizens of Bavaria will use the action to tell the Federal Parliament that they are dissatisfied with the decision of the authorities.

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

Presumably, even those who have a high degree of weight will do something to appease public opinion because of the scruples on the face.

However, the demonstrators apparently miscalculated the situation. Not everyone is extreme, or "foresighted." The protesters standing at the entrance of the Opera House did not even have 1% of the total population of Munich citizens. At least for now, the Virgins still have the upper hand, and the people who sympathize with the refugees are still larger than those who hate them.

Before the arrival of the diplomatic team of the presidents of the two countries, the heavily armed police dispelled the marchers with tear gas "peace" and detained the leader, and the chaos soon ended. In order to ensure safety, Germany even dispatched the ninth brigade of the border guards to maintain order, also known as the gsg9 special forces.

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

Soon, ten black Mercedes cars parked at the door of the opera house. A square-faced middle-aged man and a thin middle-aged man walked out of the two cars at the same time. They walked into the handshake with the media reporters and walked into the opera house side by side with a smile.

German President José Gould, Austrian President Heyitz Filol. Following the two are the German Deputy Prime Minister and Federal Minister of Economics and Energy Evlin Gistwitt, as well as the Austrian Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Finance.

This high-profile meeting is the first time between the two governments this year. During the afternoon meeting, the two sides reached a consensus on economic cooperation and the growing problem of refugees. The performance of the opera house tonight is to consolidate the diplomatic achievements of the afternoon.

At the same time, in the Imperial Hotel, which is three blocks away from the Opera House, Carmen is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Presidential Suite on the top floor, staring at the golden dome of the Opera House with red wine.

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

"The actor is already in place."

When I heard this, Carmen’s mouth slid a touch of curvature.

"Great. So... the show is starting."

He lifted his hand through the glass and gently touched the shadow of the opera house on the French window. (To be continued.)