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Chapter 35 The Linguistic Genius

The most important reason why Xiaoling is willing to accompany Brother Xiaoyu here is:

eat!

Brother Xiaoyu told me that there are many delicious foods here.

He did not lie to himself.

The cocktail party is a buffet dinner, and there are so many foods...

Of course, Brother Xiaoyu also specifically explained that you must not look too ugly in your eyes, otherwise such a beautiful little girl would be like a gluttonous person, and would have to scare others.

Therefore, Xiaoling could only feel aggrieved and ate it quietly little by little.

Well, it was not as refreshing as I ate at Brother Xiaoyu’s house.

Where is Brother Xiaoyu?

Xiaoling took the time to take a look in her busy schedule.

Her little fish brother was hanging out there seriously.

Qin Xiaoyu found that he seemed to be a redundant person here.

Everyone who comes here is a business elite, and those who keep talking about tens of millions or hundreds of millions of dollars are doing business.

It seemed that in their mouths, everyone in the family opened a printing factory that could print money.

For example, the guy with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek said that he lost more than 100 million in the futures market, so he couldn't buy a yacht this year, just pretend that he paid the tuition and learned a lesson.

Brother, that's more than one hundred million.

What university are you going to?

"Hello, Mr. Fan, hello."

A big fat man beside him saw Isabella Fan walking towards him and quickly greeted him attentively.

"Just call me Isabella, Mr. Gu." Isabella said with a smile.

The translation on the side is constantly translating for both parties.

Qin Xiaoyu found that he could understand French, and he was as skilled as his mother tongue.

Hong Jianliang's French skills absorption?

Qin Xiaoyu was idle, and he was also idle. He was drinking a drink while listening to them chatting.

Maybe you can hear some business opportunities, right?

What the two sides exchanged were some issues of future business cooperation.

Suddenly, the translator hesitated for a moment, and the fat man said this: "She misses you every second."

ah?

The fat man was so confused.

What are you doing? Isabella has a crush on her? She has a wife.

The fat man blushed.

Qin Xiaoyu heard it very clearly. He knew what the problem was.

This translation confuses a sentence that people who have not lived in France for a long time and who are particularly prone to making mistakes.

Hong Jianliang has lived in France for a long time, and now his French skills have been completely transferred to Qin Xiaoyu.

Isabella's face showed a hint of displeasure. Just as she was about to say something, a voice on the side had already been heard in advance.

"Your translation is wrong." Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but say.

He was shocked when he opened his mouth and spoke fluent French.

The fat man was inexplicably talking to Isabella. Why is this young man fucking?

The translator was unhappy: "Where did I translate the wrong way?"

"What this lady said just now, you translated as 'I miss you every second.'" Qin Xiaoyu looked at the fat man: it changed to Chinese: "Actually, what she wants to express is 'Allow everyone to ask questions'. Because you just said that when you ask your subordinates to object to their decision, your way of dealing with them is relatively simple, so this lady responds to you like this."

The fat man suddenly realized.

So that's it, I said, how could Isabella take a fancy to herself?

The translation is embarrassing.

My teacher, the chief translator of Elf Dotlet, was not feeling well today, so I especially recommended myself to replace him, but who would have thought that I would make such a big joke?

"Sir, can you ask your name?" Isabella asked in French.

"Qin, Qin Xiaoyu."

“This is such an interesting name.”

"You guys talk first, I'll go there to see a friend." The fat man was a smart man, and he found an excuse to leave very tactfully.

And the translator quietly stood aside.

Others are more fluent in French than themselves, so don’t make a fool of themselves.

"Mr. Qin, your French is very good. With the Lyon accent, how many years have you lived in France?" Isabella was sure of her judgment.

So fluent and pure French cannot be mastered in school.

"Me?" Qin Xiaoyu touched his head: "I have never been to France."

"Ah?" Isabella found it incredible: "Where did you learn French?"

I sucked it from a monster.

The problem is, even if I say that, you won't believe it.

Qin Xiaoyu quickly showed his bragging skills: "Maybe I have some talent in language learning, I can tell you if I listen to people."

Isabella was completely stunned.

Is this the legendary genius?

It’s not that there are such people. Hundreds of years ago, the British visited the Qing Dynasty. The ambassador was eleven years old at the time. His son, who had never been to the Qing Dynasty, acted as the ambassador’s translator.

Isabella woke up from the shock and began to feel a little excited.

I never thought that I would meet a language genius here.

"Where is Mr. Qin engaged in?"

When Isabella said this, it was Qin Xiaoyu's turn to be surprised this time.

Chinese!

Isabella speaks fluent Chinese.

Qin Xiaoyu was stunned: "You can speak Chinese?"

"Yes, I came to France at the age of six and never gave up on Chinese."

"Then the translation just now..."

Isabella smiled: "I know he was translating wrongly and was about to correct it, but you took it first."

Well, I'm looking for trouble if I have nothing to do.

Qin Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly: "I work in the China Trade Company."

"I still want to thank you, Mr. Qin, I saw your beautiful female companion just now." Isabella looked towards Xiaoling:

"Your female companion is amazingly beautiful, and the evening dress she wore was something I had never seen when I was in Europe. It was so amazing, really amazing. Which company did you customize it? I think this style will definitely be popular all over the world once it is officially launched."

Qin Xiaoyu smiled mysteriously: "No company can't customize it."

"Why?"

“That was made in my own design room.”

Isabella was stunned again: "Didn't you just say you were at the International Trade Company?"

"Yes." Qin Xiaoyu was serious: "I am indeed in Guomao Company, but I also opened my own studio. I have two employees in this field. Although they are unknown, they are definitely geniuses in fashion design."

I have my own studio, and I am bragging there.

But the description of the baby and Xiao Tiantian is completely real.

The same thing, men's vanity.

Especially when facing beautiful women.

Isabella suddenly realized, and she immediately said, "If this is the case, it would be great."
Chapter completed!
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