Chapter 279 The First Daughter of France

However, this attack did not appear in the newspapers on a large scale.

There are mainly two reasons for this.

One is being bombed, especially by terrorists, which is not a good reputation after all.

In particular, Milo's visit to the Middle East this time was mainly for Yahoo's global IPO roadshow.

It hadn't even started yet, but word had spread that there had been a bombing.

After all, it has some impact on Yahoo's reputation, and it is easy for people to wonder whether Yahoo has done something that has angered everyone.

So much so that base organizations will target attacks.

It may affect the listed stock price.

And the second is that the chiefs who were furious and began to purge and quit smoking were very well behaved.

Without even waiting for the next day, they announced that evening that they had placed an order worth $11.8 billion with the American company Raytheon for a series of weapons and equipment including the Patriot missile defense system.

It's so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

The key point is that Milo was not hurt at all, and was not even shocked.

Because ClA and his men had already dealt with the criminals who wanted to attack him from a few hundred meters away.

So in the end, United Global received an order worth $500 million from the Department of Defense.

This matter has come to nothing for the time being.

But because of this incident, Milo couldn't go out during his trip to Dubai.

The chiefs were afraid that he would get into trouble again, so they came to the hotel every day to accompany him and refused to let him go out...

Until the IPO roadshow reception ended and we left the Middle East.

"…Tsk tsk, a bomb hit me from a few hundred meters away."

"We will soon receive a military purchase order worth $11.8 billion."

"I think the arms giants in your country all want to go to the Middle East to be bombed, right?"

The Champs-Elysées, the shining pearl of Paris, is lined with tall and straight plane trees with green leaves.

High-end shops, cafes and luxury hotels are everywhere, showing the fashion and luxury of Paris.

The person who was speaking to Milo at this moment was sitting with him in a street-side cafe on the Champs-Elysées.

Her name is Claude and her last name is Chirac. Yes, exactly the same as the current owner of the Elysee Palace.

Well, she is actually the beloved daughter of the current owner of the Elysee Palace.

Yes, before Christmas.

Milo came to Paris.

Tomorrow night, the penultimate Yahoo global IPO roadshow reception where Milo will be present will be held in the 16th arrondissement of Paris.

At this moment, he is accompanied by Claude Chirac.

Drinking coffee at a café on the Champs-Elysées while it was snowing lightly outside.

Claude was teasing him at the moment, "I heard that your security company even received an order worth 500 million US dollars because of this. Is this hush money?"

Milo shrugged fearlessly. "If you want, dear Claude, you can try it. Tsk, tsk, the daughter of the owner of the Elysee Palace was bombed in the Middle East... I think this is more explosive than me. Maybe then, those chiefs will place orders with Isilemlilo, Dassault or Thales."

"That may not be the case..." Claude shook his head unhappily.

The chiefs placed orders to the Americans, ostensibly to appease the enraged Bostonians.

But if an important figure in France or Britain were hit by a bomb on their side, would the French and British get corresponding benefits?

Claude knew that this might not be the case.

When it comes to arms orders, what is important is never the arms in the order.

It is a silent protection that the purchasing country seeks from the purchased country.

This is actually protection money.

How much ability does France still have to collect protection fees?

Compared with the UK, perhaps there is, and it is much stronger.

But if we compare it with the United States... I'm sorry, at least in the Middle East, ten Frances cannot compare to the influence of the United States.

So if there really was an important French figure who was hit by a bomb there, it would probably have been in vain.

It is because Americans have a special influence in the Middle East, and the Emirates have always been relatively weak.

So Milo and the Bostonians behind him can enjoy this benefit.

Besides, this kind of thing is most likely a one-time thing.

Next time Milo goes there, I'm afraid he'll eat the bomb again, unless something really went wrong.

Otherwise, there would most likely be no such thing as taking bribes for free.

"I heard that there's chaos in Mali? It just so happens that many of my people are right next to Mali. Does the great France need help? If so, it'll definitely be at a friendship price."

Milo took a sip of coffee and looked at Claude with a smile.

Claude's slender willow-shaped eyebrows slightly wrinkled, still looking very good. "It's just a small problem. If we really need the services of military contractors, the companies in Cannes are more than enough to meet our requirements."

There is a little-known fact about the military contractor industry that would surprise many ordinary people.

That is Cannes, home to the annual, world-renowned Cannes Film Festival.

This leisure town near the port city of Nice in southern France is a well-known mercenary town in Europe and even the world.

Nearly three hundred mercenary companies, large and small, have their headquarters and offices here.

This is because it was here that the famous French foreign mercenaries first emerged.

Even some famous PMCs in the United States have offices here to handle business.

Yes, Milo's United Global also has an office there.

Besides, no matter how France declines, it is still one of the five great gangsters.

If they really need military contractors, they can solve the problem themselves.

If an American company were really allowed to do this, it would become a joke if news got out.

"Okay, I was just mentioning it." Milo smiled.

He also knew that the French would not be so easily fooled.

Before noon, Milo and Claude finished their coffee, walked out of the coffee shop together with a smile, and greeted the reporters and paparazzi who gathered outside.

The world's richest man now has great fame even in non-English speaking regions due to his wealth and handsome looks.

Not to mention that Paladin Sports, which he owns, announced its entry into France earlier this year.

It is said that it is now negotiating with the owners of strong teams such as Paris Saint-Germain, Saint-Etienne and Marseille, hoping to acquire these French football teams.

The bosses of these teams recently announced one after another that this was indeed the case.

At this time, Milo Blackburn, the boss of Paladin Sports, suddenly came to France.

Although it was publicly stated that he was here to participate in the IPO roadshow held in Paris by Yahoo, the world's largest Internet giant.

But in the eyes of many ordinary French people, especially those French fans.

But I think he must have come here to acquire the French team.

Little do they know that the team that they regard as sacred is just a small entertainment to people like Milo.

If you really want to buy it, just spend more money.

Is it necessary to go to Paris in person to help out just for such a small amount of money?

Besides, the upper class Americans like baseball, the middle class like football and ice hockey, and the lower class like basketball.

Football is a thing that is really a flaw in the ointment.

But it is also because there is news related to football.

Besides, Claude is not some unknown person.

She is known as "the most important woman behind Chirac."

The two of them came out together and drank coffee together in a cafe.

It's not very concealed.

So when the paparazzi found out, they called their friends.

In a short while, so many people gathered outside.

This is Paris, and it's hard to disperse them.

Milo and Claude could only smile.

At this moment, the bodyguards of the two men stood in front of them to protect them from being squeezed.

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The expressions of the two were very contagious, although Milo didn't really like this kind of showy smile.

But after so long, he has already developed a natural habit.

Not to mention Claude.

Her father was able to get to the top because she attracted a large number of votes from women and young men.

"Claude, look here..." Some reporters who had just received the news and rushed over shouted the names of the two, hoping that they could turn around and cooperate with their photo taking.

Milo smiled as always, lowered his head slightly, and walked forward as the bodyguards cleared the way.

Claude's behavior is very politician-like, although she is not a politician yet.

One by one, the recorders passed through the bodyguards' blockade and appeared in front of Milo and Claude.

The two knew that no explanation would be given today.

The journalists will never be satisfied.

"Mr. Blackburn, are you dating Miss Chirac? Miss Chirac was rumored to have broken up with her critic boyfriend a while ago. Was it because of your appearance?"

"Claude, you broke up with Andre. Is it because of Mr. Blackburn who is with you now?"

"You two have an age difference of more than five years. What brought you together?"

"Mr. Blackburn, I heard that you are planning to acquire Paris Saint-Germain? Why not Nice?"

“…”

Several reporters couldn't wait to ask, which is also the issue that people are most concerned about.

Milo couldn't help but look at Claude next to him, seeing her dignified, politician-like appearance.

The idea of ​​playing a prank suddenly came to his mind. He smiled and said to the recorders and microphones, "Yes, we just decided to date. We have known each other for a long time. You know how charming Claude is."

As he spoke, Milo stopped and looked at Claude, whose dignified smile was beginning to freeze, with a deep look on his face.

Almost instantly, the reporters around burst into exclamations of "Wow".

The paparazzi in Paris today were extremely excited as Claude finally couldn't hold back his fake smile.

"So will you get married?"

"What is your relationship with Sophie Marceau..."

"Claude, did you cheat or did Milo come between you and Andre?"

"Claude, what do you think about the issue of sister-brother relationships..."

All kinds of messy questions set off the whole audience.

Now even Milo, the instigator, couldn't help but look ugly.

Fuck the shit, forget this is Paris, forget this is France.

American and British journalists are concerned about their identities and often keep their money.

But the French often don't indulge themselves...

Milo's face darkened immediately. He stopped answering questions and turned to walk out under the protection of the bodyguards.

Claude just wanted to laugh when he saw this, thinking, does this American guy think that the French paparazzi are easy to deal with?

You know, the history of entertainment journalists in France is even longer than that in London.

The earliest newspaper in the world was the official gazette of ancient China.

However, the earliest entertainment tabloid in the world can be traced back to the time of the French Sun King.

At that time, it was used by the Sun King’s opponents and foreigners to discredit him.

It even records how many times a day the Sun King had sex with Marie Angelica.

Although most of them were compiled, some were also painstakingly collected by tabloid reporters at the time.

In terms of combat effectiveness, paparazzi in France are no less capable than those in London, England.

It is much better than the American paparazzi who have various restrictions.

When Milo left with a gloomy face, Claude smiled and said to the reporters, "It's not like what you think. Mr. Blackburn and I are good friends. But we don't have that kind of relationship. He just said that on purpose."

After saying this, Claude ignored them.

Instead, he followed Milo under the protection of the bodyguards.

The two of them got into a huge Cadillac SUV together.

They then left the scene under the escort of a convoy.

It was just noon.

Claude also told reporters that she and Milo were just ordinary friends.

In the afternoon, at the Cheval Blanc Hotel in Paris which had just opened.

“Huff…”

Milo was covered in sweat, lying on his back on the round Simmons mattress, breathing softly, recovering the little strength he had just consumed.

Turning his head to look at his "ordinary friend" in France, the president's daughter Claude, who was still lying on the Simmons mattress, Milo exclaimed with unsatisfied admiration: "Claude, is this the ordinary friend you told the paparazzi about? Can ordinary friends do such a thing?"

Even though she was fully cooked, Claude still hadn't recovered from her shock. She moved her hands, which were clutching the sheets, gently a few times, and slowly turned her head. There was a hint of confusion on her beautiful, hot face.

However, as time went by, his blurry eyes slowly regained clarity and he exhaled a deep breath.

The first daughter of France slowly got up, and lazily reached out to take out a slender cigarette from the small cabinet next to her. "Ding!" She opened the Dupont lighter and lit it. After taking a puff, she exhaled a long puff of smoke, with satisfaction on her face and a charming smile.

She spoke in her oddly pronounced French English.

"You're such a complete bastard! What can I do about saying that in front of the reporters? Am I supposed to tell them that I was actually having an affair with you?"

"What are you afraid of? You're not married and you don't have a boyfriend now." Milo smiled and supported his head with his right hand, turning sideways to enjoy the charming and infinite scenery.

Looking at the first daughter of France smoking a cigarette elegantly, with a lazy and satisfied look on her face.

“Tsk…”

Claude spoke up: "You know best why I broke up with my boyfriend!"

"I don't know!" Milo spoke directly, coming over to hug Claude's plump body, "I don't like women smoking!"

Then, amid her objections, she threw her lady cigarette into the ashtray.

Ignoring her objections, he carried Claude into the bathroom.

Take a shower while doing the second half.

(End of this chapter)