Jardine Matheson is one of the most famous old British-owned foreign firms in Shanghai, and the largest British-funded consortium in the Far East, which has been engaged in trade with China since the pre-Qing Dynasty, initially located in Guangzhou, and later moved its headquarters to Shanghai, with a wide range of operations, including mining, oil, finance, and other businesses in addition to general trade, as well as the unknown arms business. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

The Sheng family's car slowly parked in front of the office building of Jardine Matheson, which is a small western-style building with five floors, the first floor is a showroom for various samples, Yisheng is no stranger, in the past, her father would take her here to choose her favorite things as soon as he had time, and she also went to the second to fourth floor, which is the office of various departments in the foreign bank, sometimes the manager will bring important guests to a special office to wait, and then let the staff send the samples up, so as to avoid the discomfort caused by the guests on the first floor of the crowded selection.

The fifth floor, for her, is a complete forbidden area, she has never been up, in fact, not only her, even the Chinese and foreign employees working in the foreign bank, there is no chance to get a glimpse.

There, the Jardine Matheson's secret room, was accessible only to the firm's British manager and its agents in China.

Later, Yisheng learned that this secret room was specially used to discuss the transaction of military supplies, and all the accounts involved were controlled in the secret room on the fifth floor, which was completely separated from the accounts of other departments of the foreign bank, and did not enter the general accounting office.

When Yisheng got out of the car, Bo Yuzheng and Lu Fengyang had already arrived, and she didn't know how much time it would take to translate this time, so she asked the driver to fight back first.

Seeing her coming, Stephen Dason, the British manager of Jardine Matheson, walked up a few steps to Lu Fengyang and asked softly, "This young lady is your translator?"

Lu Fengyang nodded.

Dason said apologetically, "But the gentleman hasn't arrived yet, or I'll take you up to the meeting room first, they'll be there soon." ”

Yisheng thought about it, and the materials I read yesterday mentioned this gentleman, who was the person in charge of the British "Vickers" gun factory managed by Jardine Matheson, and had just come to China with his wife a few days ago to inspect the foreign company, but in fact it may be for this business.

So they understood that this was the key person in their deal, and only when he came, the deal could be negotiated.

Lu Fengyang nodded in agreement, so Dason remained on the first floor and waited for the big man to ask one of his staff members to lead them to the meeting room.

The meeting room was located on the fifth floor, and the clerk opened the locked iron door at the entrance of the corridor and walked inside, and Lu Fengyang obviously didn't come here for the first time, so he took out ten yuan from his coat pocket and handed it to the clerk, and after seeing that the man left with a smile on his face and thanked him repeatedly, he took Yisheng and Bo Yuzheng, as well as a few bodyguards with him, and went straight to the meeting room.

"You're so generous. Yisheng couldn't help but say.

Although the Sheng family is a solid family, Sheng Yuanhang's education of his children is still to warn them to be diligent and thrifty.

Lu Fengyang smiled and glanced at her, "Little girl, I'll teach you, the money is used up, and the friendship can't be eaten." So others save money, and I save friendships. No matter how much money you have, you can't guarantee that there will be a day when your money will be gone, but this friendship is enough for you for a lifetime. ”

Yisheng pouted, "But that person just now, obviously you only need to give him two yuan, he will be happy, and what can be done for two yuan, Lu Ye will spend ten yuan." She didn't know much about the current situation, for the sake of prudence, from the moment she was downstairs, she followed everyone to call Lu Fengyang "Master Lu", and called Bo Yuzheng "Mr. Shao".

Lu Fengyang was choked by her words, angry and funny, thinking that he would not be as knowledgeable as the little girl, so he just smiled casually and was not serious, "What do you call Lu Ye, you call me old, come on, call me 'Brother Fengyang' for me." ”

Yisheng glared at him and decided to ignore him at the moment.

Fortunately, or because there was still business to do, Lu Fengyang didn't tease her anymore, and the Dason manager of Jardine Matheson also accompanied a tall and thin Englishman with a serious face to walk in after a while, and he introduced to them that this was BSP; After some greetings, the two sides officially began to enter the stage of negotiating transactions, the translator on the Chinese side is Yisheng, and dan1on has acted as a BSP because he has been in China for many years and has good Chinese; tool, I'm just a tool.

Yisheng thought.

So he tried his best to get rid of the superfluous emotions and ignore the content of their conversation, but focused all his attention on the grammatical phrasing.

Because Moti is a church school, her English foundation is very solid, and she has the experience of helping Song Wanhua translate and sort out military books and materials, and these professional vocabulary can also cope with her easily, so in the whole translation process, her attitude is calm and serious, her response is fast, and her expression is in place, even Lu Fengyang can't help but look at her twice.

I didn't expect that such a little girl would do things seriously, and she was quite a general, not nervous, not stage frightened, not publicized, and not too excited.

And the way she focused on translation, Lu Fengyang had to admit that it was really quite charming.

Naturally, he is not the only one who thinks like this, and the two British guys on the opposite side also frequently cast their eyes on Yisheng, and sometimes when they meet her sight, she doesn't care, so she smiles at each other kindly.

In the interval between DASO's translation, Bo Yuzheng slowly turned his attention to Yisheng.

Her smile is quiet, her eyes are bright, she is very attentive when she listens, she is staring, as if she is even holding her breath, occasionally writing something on the paper with a pen, and the hand holding the pen has a beautiful posture.

When she was writing, a wisp of her head slipped down, covering her eyes, she raised her hand to sweep it behind her ear carelessly, and then smoothed it on her shoulder, just revealing a delicate skin between her neck, reflecting the light outside the window, the more she said that her skin was as bright as snow.

She put down her pen, nodded and smiled at the two Brits across from her, then turned her head to him with that soft smile.

He gathered his thoughts and listened to her voice whisper.

"The gentleman still has some doubts about the third article, and he suggests ......"

This girl is so smart that maybe even she didn't realize it, but after translating for a while, she clearly understood what kind of questions should be for him, and what kind of questions should be translated to Lu Fengyang, and then naturally did so.

"You tell him that we can't concede on this, and as for his doubts......"

The whole transaction went very smoothly, and a few hours later, the contract was signed with him on the spot, and when he walked out of the reception room, he even smiled and praised Yisheng in English.

Dason, who was following behind, smiled and said to Bo Yuzheng and Lu Fengyang: "I like this young lady very much, and praise her for her excellent translation and beautiful person." ”

The two of them smiled, looking at the backs of Yisheng and the happy conversation in front of them, and felt that she deserved such praise.

"I have prepared a luncheon at the Peace Hotel, invited a few people to come and enjoy the light, and I have sent someone to pick up the BSP; When the Chinese agent of Jardine Matheson saw them coming down, he immediately greeted them.

So several people walked out of the gate of Jardine Matheson together, got into the car, and drove in the direction of the Peace Hotel.

When he got to the car, Yisheng saw that it was all people on their side, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Didn't you say that you want English and French translations, why are they all in English?"

Lu Fengyang, who was in the passenger seat, turned his head and smiled at her: "Didn't you hear that I was going to pick up Mrs. just now, this lady, but an authentic Frenchman, will not let your French be useless." ”