MTL - The Growth of the Richest Man-Chapter 47 Night tour of the red light district

It was too cold on the plane, Zhang Yong thought, although it was a women's clothing, but no one else knew him on the plane except Du Xiaoyu, so he was dressed in women's clothing. It was a rare opportunity to be a women's clothing boss. . .

For people who don't fly often, the ear tingling sensation when the plane takes off is very severe. Fortunately, there is a box of chewing gum in the pile of things I just bought. Chewing gum will make my ears more comfortable.

The flight altitude of Air China's international flights is very high. Looking down from the plane, you can basically only see white clouds floating slowly below the plane. Occasionally, when the clouds are less, you can only see it roughly The mountains are rolling and the rivers are curving, but the detailed scenery, such as houses, vehicles, and even general roads, are invisible. There is nothing else to do on the plane, so I can only wear noise-cancelling headphones, listen to songs, and do this.

Zhang Yong squinted and closed his eyes for some time before the stewardess came over with dinner. "There is chicken rice and fish-flavored shredded pork rice. What kind of rice would you like?"

There is definitely no fish in the fish-flavored shredded pork, so let's call it a chicken rice, "chicken rice, how much is it?"

"It's stupid, this dinner is free. I want a box of fish-flavored pork rice." Du Xiaoyu also opened his eyes.

Although it seems to have been flying for a long time, the sky at this time does not mean that it is getting late.

After an unknown amount of time, the plane finally began to descend slowly, and it was almost reaching its destination.

"So sleepy, why are you here so early?" Du Xiaoyu was already too sleepy.

"It should be the time difference. We took off at 1 o'clock. According to the flight plan, we have to fly for 10 hours. If it is almost here, the capital time should be 11 o'clock in the evening, so we should rest." Zhang Yong thought for a while, "But here, it seems that the sun will take a long time to set. It seems that the time difference is quite severe." There is a full 7 hours difference between the time in Beijing and the Netherlands. At 11 o'clock in the evening in Beijing, the Netherlands is just 4 o'clock in the afternoon. It's just that it's not even get off work time yet.

"Don't listen, don't listen, I'm going to sleep!" Du Xiaoyu was really sleepy.

After getting off the plane, the two took a taxi and went straight to the hotel they booked.

The hotel is not very far from the airport. It took 20 minutes or so to arrive. I took out my passport and checked in, washed away the dust and slept all the way, and slept for an "evening sleep". When I woke up, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening local time. Now, it's time for a "breakfast".

"Please take us to the most crowded and lively place in the city." Du Xiaoyu called a taxi at the entrance of the hotel and said to the taxi driver in English. When traveling abroad, of course, you should go to the most lively places, and of course the most lively places are also the easiest places to find delicious food. (I try not to type English in the text, it is shameless to add up the number of words.)

The busiest place at 10 o'clock in the evening? The taxi driver thought for a while, and it was the place he should be talking about. The driver looked at Du Xiaoyu with strange eyes, and looked at Zhang Yong with envious eyes, and said, "OK!"

It didn't take long for the taxi driver to stop at the edge of a canal. The payment was very convenient. The price was clearly displayed on the meter. The whole world uses Arabic numerals, so there is no language barrier.

"There are so many people here, I didn't expect there would be so many people at night abroad." Du Xiaoyu said with emotion, it is really crowded here, people are stepping on people, and the road is not wide, is it all like this at night in Europe? Is it right? "Too many people, it's not fun. Let's find a place to eat first."

Zhang Yong was also hungry, and the two walked slowly by the canal. If you want to go fast, you can't. When there are many people, the speed depends on others.

"It's strange, how come there are small houses of two or three square meters everywhere. The windows of the house are still so big, and there is a woman sitting inside. She is dressed so revealing." Du Xiaoyu said, this scene has never been seen in China. never seen.

"Yeah, this is just like the window of a domestic clothing store, but their window is made of real people." Zhang Yong also said that the cost of using real people in this display window must be very high, and it is estimated that it is also very expensive to sell. something. But anyway, I am relatively rich, if the things are good, I can buy some.

Uh, no, the window! girl! "Window Girl", isn't this the sign of the most famous attraction in the Netherlands, the Red Light District! I ×, that taxi driver is really good. He told him to take the two of them to the most crowded and lively place in the city. Unexpectedly, the driver took them to the red light district. However, looking at the flow of people here, there is nothing wrong with what the taxi driver does! It turned out that the place they took them to was the red light district. No wonder the driver's eyes were so strange.

"How about~www.novelbuddy.com~ let's go, there shouldn't be anything good to eat in this place!" Zhang Yong's heart was full of galloping horses, and he chose the red light district as the first stop for traveling abroad. Going to visit the red light district with his girlfriend, he is a little star anyway, so if he is photographed by a little reporter in the country, his image will be ruined.

"No, I'm hungry. I want to eat meat." As soon as he came, Du Xiaoyu quit.

"However, this time we really came to the wrong place. This place is the world-famous red light district and a paradise for men. Those window girls are clearly marked skilled girls." Yong said.

The so-called red light district is a small area on the edge of the canal in the most central part of Amsterdam. In the early years, because there were many sailors ashore, it attracted many firework women to sell themselves here to make money. They rent shop windows, light up red lights, scratch their heads and poses in the windows to attract customers, so they are called "red light districts". Once there are guests, the curtains are drawn.

"...Let's go, Brother Yong, you are not allowed to come here!" After an oolong, the two of them were blushing. It would be embarrassing to say this.

"Yes, the open and legal existence of the red light districts in capitalist countries is simply a sign of moral decay, moral decay, and dehumanization. We have to take a good look at it and criticize it severely. By the way, did you bring a camera?" Zhang Yong said righteously.

"I won't take pictures of you even if I have a camera!" Du Xiaoyu patted Zhang Yong's head fiercely.

(The first recommendation of this book has ended. The collection has risen from less than 30 to more than 500. I am really happy. Thank you for your support. Although there is no recommendation this week, I will continue. hard work.)