"Director Cheng, I'm sorry, I met an acquaintance on the road. I greeted for a while, and I'll pass in a while... Ah," her voice changed suddenly, and she changed her words quickly in the next second, "I may not be able to come for a while. The translated document can be sent to me first."

"Is Assistant Qu uncomfortable?" Cheng Hui was a little puzzled, but he was still business. "If you can translate, I will give you an email. It will do before 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon, but I will meet with a local at 3 o'clock. Investor chat, if you can come over, it’s best, if not, there will be a local translator, but..."

If you sell business secrets to an unfamiliar translator, you won’t even be able to find someone to hold them accountable.

Therefore, translators generally use people who are knowledgeable.

Qu Yan quickly held down the restless big hand and replied, "I am not uncomfortable. I just hit my foot while walking. Director Cheng laughed. Tomorrow... let's talk about it."

She wisely avoided the words she was leaving tomorrow.

"Well, good, goodbye." Director Cheng said and hung up the phone.

Qu Yan let out a long sigh of relief, then looked back at the man's calm face, and said angrily, "Ji Zhuoran, you are enough!"

"I don't have enough," he retorted, holding her hand backhand, "let him find another translator, I have a place to use you."

She was angry, "Can you tell me something? I came to work for the Cheng family, you...you can speak Arabic, so you can't just use it first?"

Ji Zhuoran said calmly, "Those chiefs want to invest in Europe, and Cheng has nothing to do. They just came to meet some friends. Otherwise, why did Cheng Hui only come, and Cheng Jingtian didn’t move. What is your hurry? Besides, you have already admitted your mistake just now, don't you want to correct it?"

"Since you said that the director is coming to meet friends, then I, as an interpreter, should also go there. You can't play a rogue like this!" Qu Yan was helpless. She had admitted her mistake before, but she didn't want to change it!

It's just that, in front of Ji Zhuoran, it is impossible to say.

"Rogue?" There was a strong threat in his tone.

While talking, his fingertips slid onto her back, where the tattoos were printed.

Obviously the scars left by the tattoos have completely recovered, but he still feels numb and itchy across his fingertips.

"Ji Zhuoran, you stop..." Qu Yan said. She wanted to turn around, but her waist was bound by his big hands, and she couldn't move.

Seeing that something bad was about to happen again, she hurriedly asked for mercy, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, but I really can't explain to Cheng, you don't want to just disclose our relationship like this, right?"

His movements finally stopped.

After a while, he let go of her, and then calmly said, "There is a charity party tonight. If you can help me win the beard of Farid at the party, you can go to Cheng Hui tomorrow."

"good."

Seeing his suddenly cold face, Qu Yan felt as if he was talking about something that made him unhappy.

But she really didn't know what was wrong with the sentence just now.

At this time, the door of the guest room was knocked, and the waiter’s English greeting came from outside the door, "Hello, is anyone there?"

Qu Yan sorted out his clothes before stepping forward to open the door.

The waiter handed two large paper boxes to her hand, "Hello, this is your dress, please check it."

"Okay, thank you." Qu Yan reached out and took the paper box.

She returned to the room and handed the paper box to Ji Zhuoran, "Here, your clothes."

"My dress is ready long ago, this is yours."

"But, here are two..." Qu Yan said, opening the box.

Sure enough, two in a row, both of them were women's clothing, one black and one white.

Somehow, she suddenly recalled the words that Zhuo Ran's brother said to her when she met her for the second time when she was a teenager, "I'll allow you to be greedy."

However, Ji Zhuoran said, "If you can't figure it out tonight, there is still a game to go."

It turns out that he wants to be prepared, but it has nothing to do with the warm details before.

Qu Yan took the thoughts of nostalgia in his heart, and suddenly remembered that since his parents had an accident, his temperament had changed drastically, and he was no longer the older brother Zhuo Ran.

Today, he is good to himself, but he is just trying to use himself, not to mention that he had already frightened her to death by car racing deliberately before.

She shouldn't have so many fantasies.