Chapter 515 (2/2)

As for language, there is no need to worry about it. Jiang Chen installed instant translation software in his mobile phone.

At noon, Jiang Chen took Aisha to a western restaurant and went in. He sat by the window and ordered two beefsteak and cold drinks to the waiter. The violin sound in the restaurant is very beautiful, perhaps due to the atmosphere, Aisha appears very shy. While enjoying lunch, the two exchanged views on the afternoon itinerary.

In the middle of the meal, two men suddenly sat down at their next table. From the point of dress, they should be white-collar workers working in nearby office buildings. After hearing their conversation, Jiang Chen learned that a demonstration against the refugee tide took place at the gate of Munich opera house yesterday.

”I'm afraid these days will not be peaceful.”

”Yes.” The man with short hair sighed.

”What happened to yesterday's parade?”

”The mayor came forward and said he would put pressure on Parliament and consider passing a bill to limit the influx of refugees. He said that last month, but what happened? ”

”This damned humanitarianism Why don't the locusts roll to other countries? Mom... ”

Jiang Chen reached out and pressed on the mobile phone screen on the desktop, turned off the translation software that was flashing, and looked at Aisha with some worry. Seeing that there was no sad expression on her face, he was relieved.”It's OK.” As if aware of the concern in Jiang Chen's line of sight, Aisha smiles softly.

”Are you really OK?”

”Well.” Aisha nodded and played with the little tomato on the iron plate with the fork in her hand.

”Because it's impossible.”

……

As the evening wore on, the dome of the opera house was stained with gold. Holding the sign, the procession marched forward. Yesterday's demonstration was only a warning, today is the most important thing. If the authorities continue to fool people with the ambiguous statements, Bavaria citizens will act to inform the Federal Parliament of their dissatisfaction with the decision-making of the authorities.

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

It must be that even those in high positions of power will do something to appease the public out of fear of face.

However, the marchers obviously misjudged the situation, and not everyone was extreme, or ”visionary.”. The protestors standing at the gate of the opera house make up less than 1% of Munich's population. For now, at least, the Notre dames still have the upper hand, and the people who sympathize with the refugees are more than those who hate them.

Before the diplomatic convoy of the presidents of the two countries arrived, heavily armed police ”peacefully” dispersed the marchers with tear gas and detained the leaders. The chaos soon ended. In order to ensure security, Germany even sent out the ninth brigade of the frontier army to maintain order, which is also known as the gsg9 special forces.

The whole opera house is as solid as an iron barrel.

Soon, ten black Benz cars stopped at the gate of the opera house. A square faced middle-aged man and a tall and thin middle-aged man walked out of the two cars at the same time. Surrounded by media reporters, they walked into the opera house, shaking hands, talking and laughing.

Josim Gaud, President of Germany, Heinz Feller, President of Austria. They were followed by German Deputy Prime Minister and Federal Minister for economy and energy, Evelyn giestwitt, and Austria's deputy prime minister and Minister of finance.

Such a high-level meeting is the first time between the two governments this year. During the afternoon meeting, the two sides had reached a consensus on economic cooperation and the increasingly serious refugee problem. Tonight's performance at the opera house is to consolidate the diplomatic achievements of the afternoon.

Meanwhile, in the Empire Hotel, three blocks away from the opera house, Carmen was standing in front of the French window of the presidential suite on the top floor, holding red wine and quietly looking at the golden dome of the opera house.

The door behind him opened and Johnson walked behind him.

”The actors are in place.”

At this, Carmen's mouth curved.

”Great. So The show is on. ”

He raised his hand full of wine and touched the shadow of the opera house on the French window. (to be continued. )

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