Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

Qi Xinzhu returned to France with Peng Kong, and Newdream's reputation in France is still very loud.

He looked at the glittering Newdream headquarters on the Champs Elysees, feeling inexplicably proud.

"Tongzi, I'm still a young master!"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Of course, I'm the largest shareholder." Qi's father didn't know if he had the foresight and notarized the will with a lawyer very early.

但他们手里接近40%的股份。2/3给齐新竹，不过要在他大学毕业后才能继承，剩下1/3给养子彭箜。

For an adopted son who is not related by blood, it is not considered harsh treatment. Calculated in this way, Qi Xinzhu and Peng Kong basically controlled the vast majority of the shares, and Qi Xinzhu held slightly higher.

Peng Kong took a box and handed it to him.

"These are all given to the lawyer by my parents before they go. In addition to the share distribution, there is also a letter, which should be for you. I haven't read it."

Qi Xinzhu nodded gratefully, sat in front of the white wooden window, and opened the letter.

The letter paper was sealed with wax, and there was no trace of opening it, and it was written on it by my son.

'Xing Xing, when you read this letter, Mom and Dad must have passed away, don't be sad, Mom and Dad will love you in another world...Peng Kou should have told you about other things, and I don't want to add more To repeat, when I write this letter, my mother just thinks that children who are not accompanied by their parents should be uncomfortable. If they are wronged, no one can say it. Mom wants to tell you, don’t be sad, we will always love you, and there will always be someone to replace us Love you. '

Qi Hsinchu could almost draw a gentle smiling woman from these gentle words. They are not gods, and it is impossible for them to think that such a natural and man-made disaster will really happen, and they don't know what kind of mentality she is preparing for. such a letter.

His throat was rarely choked up, and it could be seen that the Qi family's parents really loved Qi Hsinchu, but unfortunately they would not have thought that in a car accident, all three of them would lose their lives.

Qi Xinzhu fiercely folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope.

The oil-green grass outside and the silver fountain have a clear boundary, and occasionally white pigeons take off and land.

Suddenly a servant knocked on the door, Qi Xinzhu calmed down and said please come in.

These are the flowers he ordered.

Every day the servant would bring him a whole bouquet of Eldogua roses, which were so delicate and charming, but this was just an excuse for Peng Kong, only he knew that he had never ordered it, so it could only be sent by Qin Yuheng .

About three days after he arrived in France, the daily bouquet of flowers appeared, and Peng Cong didn't know that he would find it so quickly, so he didn't suspect it.

But today is a little different from usual, today is not a rose, but a green orchid.

There is a card on it, as always.

【Even if I know it's impossible, I will always love you. 】

After reading it, Qi Xinzhu threw the cards with dark lines into the drawer, and there was already a stack full of them.

Since he came here, I haven't seen Qin Yuheng here, but the trust level has risen from 95 to 97.

He put away the roses, after all the flowers are so beautiful, they shouldn't be offended, he put them all in a vase by the window, instead of the bunch from the previous day.

Looking at the scenery outside, he suddenly felt that since he came here so far, it would be a pity not to go for a walk.

When Peng Cong heard his idea, he agreed unabashedly. He wished that he would go out more, go out and see the outside world more, and not stay at home all day, which is not good for healing.

Qi Hsinchu also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled peacefully. He said, "It just so happens that there will be a concert by a pianist I like very much in Poland soon, and I really want to go."

Peng Cong frowned suddenly, and said, "Poland, it's a bit far there, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

Qi Hsinchu comforted him: "I'm not a kid anymore, how can I not be able to handle this thing? I was busy with my studies before, and I didn't take care of walking around. Now it can finally be realized."

After his hard work, Peng Hong finally agreed. Before leaving, he must arrange a team of bodyguards for him.

Qi Hsinchu was a little helpless, "I just went on a trip to relax, what would it look like to bring a group of people in black?"

It was rare for Peng Cong to make a cold joke. After a long silence, he said seriously: "They can wear casual clothes."

Seeing Qi Xinzhu's dumbfounding expression, he gave up persuading him again.

"You really don't even want a tour guide?"

Qi Hsinchu shook his head again, reluctantly refused, and then walked out with his small box.

Walked up to the taxi and turned around to say hello to him, then got in the car and left.

Seeing his back going away, Peng Kong sighed, but somehow felt relieved. Although Qi Xinzhu pretended to be fine these days, he could see that he didn't really let go.

He hoped that when he went out this time, he could really see it better, even if it was to find a new partner, since this place was originally a breeding ground for love and passion.

Qi Hsinchu didn't expect him to think so much. Most of the reasons for him were that he really wanted to go out and have a look. In the past, he would never linger after completing the mission, but now he had to wait anyway, so why didn't he take advantage of this opportunity? Going out to have fun, anyway, it's a holiday at public expense.

The niche concert he mentioned was still ten days away, so he was not in a hurry. He first went around Europe and went to see Venice, the world's water city, and the world-famous Rhine Falls. Standing below, watching the source of the torrent Keep falling, only then can you truly feel that nature is the most amazing creator.

He also wanted to see the sea of ​​flowers in Provence, the legendary hometown of lavender, and to feel the spicy fragrance mixed with the fragrance of burnt grass.

But he missed the flowering period, and when he arrived, he could only see emerald green valleys everywhere, a diner's paradise composed of various vegetables, fruits, spices, and seafood.

Qi Hsinchu rented a small wooden house here. When he opened the door, he could see the boundless fragrance of green grass. He walked slowly in the market, and he wanted to go to the most important place.

He wanted to go further north to see the aurora.

But he has been wandering in Europe for four or five days, and he doesn't know if he can reach it by running so far, and if he can see the real aurora again after reaching it.

But hesitation has never been his style. Since he wants to go, he should go once. Anyway, he is not short of money.

He immediately went home and went online to check whether there was a direct flight.

But unfortunately, maybe because of the inaccessibility of people there, there are very few direct planes. If he wants to go, he can only choose to make a stopover in the UK, and this is a smooth situation.

Because of the current air tickets, he may not be able to snap up them yet.

But in the end, when he thought he could not get a ticket, he was suddenly notified by the airport that there was a temporary plane that was going to fly directly to Norway, and he only needed one-third of the money he made before.

Qi Hsinchu immediately packed up his things and left. When checking out, the owner of the homestay asked him where he was going. He was so happy.

Although he didn't spend much time with this Asian boy these days, he felt very speculative.

Qi Hsinchu gave him a handful of homemade essential oils, which he made when he was sweeping the streets. The smell of roses was very strong and fragrant.

The flaxen-eyed Frenchman opened it and smelled it, and the strong and pure scent of roses hit his face.

He praised a few words, and then said with regret: "It's a pity that the time is wrong, and you can't see the most beautiful sea of ​​lavender flowers. At that time, pick some and refine some essential oils. It is also the ultimate enjoyment to drop a little while taking a bath. .” When he spoke, his expression was exaggerated, and it seemed that he could already smell the smell of lavender in the sky.

Qi Hsinchu smiled, wearing a hat that resembled a cowboy in the west. He was dressed wildly and casually, but he still couldn't stop his face from being too delicate.

He waved his hand, bid farewell to the hotel owner, and answered him in French: "If there is a chance next time, I will definitely come and see it again."

The author says:

About two or three chapters at most, this story will be finished.