Chapter Thirty-Seven: Encountering Scenes
"Mr. Torris said, the third clause in the contract..."
Qu Shizheng turned his head to look at her, his eyes fell on her hand holding the pen, the green and jade white hand held the pen, and from time to time he quickly memorized something on the paper, Chinese characters mixed with French, dazzling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
However, the words she relayed to herself were so coherent that perhaps even she did not notice that in the process of translating, her concentration without distractions was simply at a level that ordinary people could hardly reach.
"There's no way we're going to give in, you tell him..."
Zhixian nodded again and again, and looked up to talk to Torris as he walked the dragon snake.
The sunlight outside the window penetrated into the room through the gap in the curtains, shining on her graceful and slender neck, and with the elegant cheongsam, she looked more and more light as a chrysanthemum.
Even Zhao Yuanzhao, who was accustomed to seeing Fengyue, was fascinated by the willful little girl in his mouth for a while, and he couldn't imagine that she would do things now, and she couldn't see the temperament last night, and she was quite a general.
It wasn't until Zhao Yuanzhao sent Torris and Leo downstairs by elevator that he realized that it was not only that he had this idea, but Leo, who had always been serious and serious, had also rarely praised Zhixian with a few words.
"Miss Yan's translation is very good, and Mr. Torris said that he is looking forward to working with Mr. Gu."
Zhao Yuanzhao said politely, "Where, where", and stretched out his hand to shake Leo's hand.
This business is knocked down, and the Beiping side is relieved.
After the direct change of ownership, Cao Jiajun, who was stationed in Tianjin, has been ready to move, Duan Lao is hidden in the five, although it is mixed with the strategy of retreating as advance, it is difficult to say that it is not a strategy, no matter what the eldest brother thinks, he has seen enough of this kind of political arena.
He always faintly felt that there were eyes staring at him in the dark, and Zhao Yuanzhao's eyes were also poisonous, so he subconsciously glanced at the window booth of the tea shop opposite, and quickly withdrew his eyes.
He let out a "chuckle" in his heart, but patted Leo with a smile on his face: "Mr. Torris has come from afar, tonight I will hold a banquet for Mr. Gu at the Chinachem Hotel to wash the dust and catch the wind, and the two of you must enjoy the light." ”
Leo waved his hand, and after a few conversations, they actually returned to Shenghua together.
Zhixian walked beside Qu Shizheng with some confusion, but he really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
She originally planned to leave the foreign bank to look for the documents again, but Zhao Yuanzhao hurriedly came up and didn't know what to say to him, so Qingbai stopped herself who was about to leave, and only said one sentence: Follow me.
She followed him into a room on the second floor, which was a large European-style bed, neat and simple, and the whole room was full of romantic Western atmosphere.
It's just that the curtains are drawn in broad daylight, and the curtains are closed without turning on the lights, and the dim light is really uncomfortable.
Zhixian saw the switch of the carved electric light and went to the window.
Without waiting for her to reach out and press it, she heard Qu Shizheng speak: "Don't turn on the lights." ”
"Why?" She couldn't help but turn her head to ask him, but the loose bun in the morning was scattered all at once, and Zhixian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, this time it was ugly...
I knew that she might as well tie her hair up casually, regardless of whether he was a cheongsam or not, it was better than the current embarrassment.
Thinking about it in a mess, he met his eyes, but he couldn't say anything when he was full of words: "I..."
The window was half-open and half-closed, and the wind slightly rolled up the curtains to let in, and he saw the exquisite jade-like girl turning her head in amazement, green silk sprinkled all over her shoulders, and her fair face was still a little embarrassed red.
This scene actually reminded him, a decisive man with blood on his hands, a poem, like a water lotus flower that is not too shy to cool the breeze.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he walked towards her without hesitation: "Don't move." ”
His hand brushed her long hair, and Zhixian raised his eyes to meet his handsome face that was approaching him instantly, and his heart was pounding.
Qu Shizheng's shoulders fell half of the curtains, and the light was cast on the clean and beautiful face of the girl in front of him, a pair of eyes were clear and transparent, and he saw himself reflected in her eyes, and there was a heart in his expression that could not be easily detected.
Her lips were delicate like a flower, attracting him to kiss Fangze, so he slowly lowered his head.
Zhixian's head leaned back comfortably under the clasp of his broad and powerful palm, his hand also put on his shoulder, and the long eyelashes of the blink swept to his face, and Zhixian simply closed his eyes. I have paid attention to seeing each other at the right time, let alone now. Did Qingbai feel the heart of her two lives?
She wore a thin silver necklace around her smooth neck, and the collar of the cheongsam was not low, but now that she looked up, the chain was exposed.
When Qu Shizheng saw the ornament on the chain, his heart instantly calmed down, and he felt more and more that what he had just done was a little ridiculous.
His hand cupped Zhixian's chin, leaned over and said lightly in her ear without a trace of emotion: "Miss Yan, can you accompany me to play a play?" ”
The 10-storey Chinachem Hotel is a 10-storey hotel designed by a Jew, known as the "first building in the Far East".
Bronze openwork chandeliers on the seventh floor illuminate the entire floor, and the hall is filled with a lively yet elegant atmosphere.
As soon as Zhixian came up from the revolving door, he looked at Zhao Yuanzhao rushing towards him.
"Little girl, you're here," he saw Zhixian and his eyes lit up, and he praised him sincerely: "It's beautiful tonight." ”
Zhixian glanced at him and figured out that he was a joker, so he also said: "Zhao Ye is saying that I am not usually beautiful?" ”
The woman next to Zhao Yuanzhao was like a flower, the first time she met such a sharp tooth, but she still had to ask for others, he couldn't bear Torris's babbling words.
"Pretty and beautiful!"
Zhixian raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked over to Torris's table.
Torris was dressed in a well-cut suit with a meticulous bow tie, and he was wearing a brooch that looked very inconsistent.
"Your brooch is elegant." After a little greeting, Zhixian smiled and praised.
Torris was a little flattered, and he nodded, "Do you recognize what kind of flower this is?" ”
The petals are bright and clean, and it is the lily of the valley. All he knew was what the nurse had told him at St. Luke's Hospital, so he only said a little bit.
This point opened up the conversation to Torris, and he gushed about the story of himself and his wife from falling in love at a young age to being forced to separate, and finally being together.
In this way, this unintentional intention of Zhixian seems to have a heart, Zhao Yuanzhao touched his chin and looked at her carefully, this little girl is really hidden, Fu Ping can actually raise such a girl as a singer, she has more than enough advance and retreat, she is relaxed, and she will never show off half a point.
"I wonder if Miss Yan has a story with the meaning of lily of the valley to tell me?" As if he was not satisfied, Torris excitedly asked about his private affairs.
Zhixian pressed his index finger on his ear stud, turned his head and smiled slightly, and was about to speak, but he smiled when he saw the tall figure by the door.
"Well, Mr. Torris, that's where my happiness lies."