Seeing Tang Bing who suddenly turned his head to answer in a low voice, Fang Ran wondered what nonsense she was thinking again.
"Ahem, find a circle to get in, right...?"
Then in the next second, I saw Tang Bing clenched his fist and pretended to cough twice, carefully took the champagne in his hand, looked at this glass of light golden mellow liquid, and wondered how much this glass cost to put outside.
"Well, remember that it's relatively easy to find a topic, and you can add a few sentences."
Seeing her curiously sip, her eyes lit up after tasting the sweetness, Fangran's dark eyes flickered, and she confirmed from the window that she was near the edge and all the young people gathered.
"This way."
Then he led Tang Bing through the decorative table with vases and the oil paintings hanging on the pillars of the hall. He deliberately slowed down and passed those young figures who were talking tall and talking, and quietly listened to their words with the help of the wind elves. Conversation.
According to the progress of a standard dance party, it usually lasts until very late, so it is not surprising that even if you leave in the middle, and aiming at this timing,
The first thing Fangran had to do to get through was the ten minutes of 'greeting' time before the organizer's appearance.
This time, Si Ai was not taking him with him.
"How about it, Hulu, have you heard of which circles are easier to get involved in?"
In the bright and bright ballroom, the arms of the figure in the suit passed through the crowd, and the tension mixed with the heartbeat became a whimsical thought...
"Well... over there, those people over there are talking about them someone bought an oil painting at an auction,"
Tang Bing, who has been eavesdropping on other people's conversations with his ears pricked up, aspires to be a translator and has chosen French for the Second Foreign Language School. Tang Bing, who can be regarded as a professional counterpart to the words and sentences of this kind of occasion, pointed to a circle around them and looked at Fangran in a low voice. asked:
"Senior, how much do you know about oil painting?"
"Probably to the extent that Van Gogh can be selected from Van Gogh, Van Short, Van Fat, and Van Thin...."
The corner of her mouth twitched when she asked this question, Fangran looked at the group of three men and two women over there and answered silently with shame.
"Where are those discussing stone statue carving over there? Senior, what is your level of sculpture?"
"Eh... the level of sculptor who can be distinguished from Michelangelo, Minet to Chiro..."
Seeing Fangran scratching his cheek erratically, Tang Bing turned his head and looked at him with an unbelievable expression.
Feeling choked speechless, she had no choice but to quietly point to the last target.
"Over there... that person is talking about their family investing in a European team recently... Senior, you should know something about boys' football, right?"
"This... I can play Messi, Messi, Mei Chaofeng..."
"Evil, shut up!"
Suffocated by his too real answer, Tang Bing, who couldn't bear it any longer, shouted in a low voice, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would have been so angry that she wanted to give Fangran a chokehold!
"No... this... me, what the hell...! Senior, your crude art knowledge is as good as your loose construction site English! These ten translators can't save you! You bring me in What does it mean!?"
From tonight onwards, Fangran always felt confident. Tang Bing thought that he was already familiar with this kind of situation and could talk to all kinds of people, but he just couldn't understand French.
But now she suddenly found that this guy was no different from her, even worse than her!
"Well, after all, I haven't lived that kind of high-end life..."
And listening to Tang Bing's whispered angry words, Fangran also felt a little embarrassed, pretended to cough lightly to explain, and then winked and chuckled at her not very concerned:
"It's okay, it doesn't matter, if you can't get in, you can't get in. Although it's a bit strange to be alone, no one should drive us out because of this."
Senior, can you tell me that you can't fart tonight, but why you always have a mysterious calm...
Speechlessly looking at Fangran with a calm expression of "this is a small case", Tang Bing quietly rolled his eyes, and found that he had time to translate for him, so he might as well taste two more glasses of champagne, at least the trip would be worthwhile.
However, in this case,
Just because you don't touch others doesn't mean they won't touch you.
The outermost layer, as young elites, can only be brought out by the elders. There are only about 20 people who want to get to know each other.
It's just that due to being a foreign face, I didn't approach rashly for a while.
but...
When Fangran was thinking about when that pale young man would appear, he saw a young man followed by a man and a woman, and the three of them were walking towards him.
"Good evening, both of you."
Listening to the other party's completely incomprehensible greetings, she was a little surprised that someone came to touch her. Looking at Tang Bing, who was about to taste another glass of champagne, Fang Ran gently touched her to indicate that she should Do business.
"Two friends who seem to be from Huaxia, welcome to Paris."
The leading young man smiled deliberately and politely, and then saw that the young man in front of him did not respond, and the girl beside him said something to him in a low voice, and then replied in a somewhat cautious manner in not very fluent French:
"Thanks....nice to... meet you."
Seeing this scene, he was slightly taken aback, his eyes moved slightly undetectable, and he also noticed the expressions of the other two from the corner of his eye, and the young man reacted with a frown in his heart...
The young man doesn't understand French and the girl next to him is his interpreter
What is this strange thing
Seeing the relationship between the two of them, although his heart moved a little, he didn't make a judgment hastily. He immediately smiled and put on a very cordial and sincere expression:
"Forgive me, but I don't know what kind of business the two families are engaged in? Heh... I believe we should have a lot of common topics in these aspects."
Business
The parents in the family are usually at work. Where did they do any business? Tang Bing quickly translated and asked Fangran. After seeing his eyes turn, he whispered an answer to himself.
Think now? ! ! !
Ten thousand muddy horses galloped by in his heart, Tang Bing held on to his smile and wished he could fuck him ten thousand times, and tried his best to answer the three people in front of him as clearly as possible:
"It's in Huaxia...running...a hospital..."
But after hearing this answer, looking at Tang Bing's nervous look with no confidence, he didn't even have the confidence to say his name, and confirmed that it should be the kind of local hospital with no reputation at all.
The young man put away his kindness and sincerity, and put on a haughty and indifferent smile.
"That's right."
Losing interest in further acquaintance, he turned to look at the woman in the purple dress beside him, and brought up the topic with a friendly chuckle again:
"I'm sure you all know that my father's company has recently got a new business, but as for the company you cooperate with, you must not know who its holding headquarters is?"
It seems to enjoy the feeling of controlling the topic and the audience in this way. Seeing the two people looking over curiously,
He took a special look at the other two figures in front of him, and revealed the answer himself, with a fiery chuckle in his eyes.
"It is said to be Fisseld."