As soon as the president left, the vice president was also irritated and left in anger. Lan Ye was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he looked at Xia Xingchen seriously. His eyes were full of hostility, and Xia Xingchen could see it clearly. However, Lan Ye did not say anything to her specifically.
All of a sudden, the lounge was empty, leaving only her, Chi Weiyang, and Yu Zenan.
"Are you okay?" Chi Weiyang asked worriedly.
Yu Zenan also stared at her for a while, crossed his arms, and said casually: "That person just now was Lan Ye. You finally saw him in person. To be honest, he is much better looking than in the photo."
Chi Weiyang felt that this person was just rubbing salt into the wound, "Stop talking, everyone has left, let's go too."
Xia Xingchen nodded slightly and said nothing.
The three of them went out together. It was freezing cold outside. Yu Zenan asked them to wait by the roadside and sent them off.
Today's weather is not bad, but the temperature in the whole city has dropped sharply, and passers-by on the street have already put on down jackets.
Xia Xingchen stared at the bare branches on the street across the street in a daze, feeling desolate. It will probably snow in this city soon...
While she was in a daze, Chi Weiyang pulled her. When she came back to her senses, she saw the convoy passing by her slowly. Through the car window, she could vaguely see the cold profile.
And... Lan Ye who was sitting next to him...
Chi Weiyang sighed, "It seems that he and Lan Ye are really..."
Xia Xingchen didn't answer, but she was thinking, could the email she received in Country Y that day be from Lan Ye? But who sent it, what's the big deal? The important thing is, none of those photos were composited...
I stared at the convoy going farther and farther away, feeling a dull pain in my chest...
I tried my best to ignore it, but the pain was too strong.
… … … …
This weekend, there was no news from the old lady. Xia Xingchen would not take the initiative to look for her. As long as the child was still by her side, she hoped that everything would be like this. She even thought like an ostrich that it would be the best if the old lady never came to see her in her life.
Two days later.
As soon as Xia Xingchen arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he was called to the office.
"The president's English translator resigned for various reasons. I know you have a good relationship with the President's Office. The president wants me to pick a trustworthy person to send over. You are the only one I can think of right now."
The Foreign Minister's words made her stunned, "Me?"
"That's you. Any questions?"
"..." Xia Xingchen shook her head. If it was for official business, she would have no problem with it. She always knew the difference between public and private. But...
“In fact, there are many people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who have higher professional qualities than me…” After all, she had only been a full-time employee for a few months.
"With your qualifications, it's indeed too early for you to enter the Presidential Office. However, it's difficult to find someone the Presidential Office can trust. Of course, I'm just pushing you over now. There will be an internship period there. Whether you can enter the Presidential Office or not will all be decided by the President."
Xia Xingchen nodded, "I understand. When do we report?"
"Early tomorrow morning."
Xia Xingchen received the personnel notice and left the office.
so…
In the next period of time, she will work in the same building with him, so... there will be more opportunities to see him, right? But can she be as calm as him, pretending that nothing has happened between them, that there is no unhappiness, and just focus on work
She actually has no confidence at all...
Now, whenever I think of him, the waves in my heart cannot be ignored, let alone meeting him and working with him...
… … … …
The next day.
Early in the morning.
Xia Xingchen didn't dare to neglect it at all. She put on light makeup, wore a black skirt and a tweed coat, and ran directly to the President's Office with her computer. It was her first time to work in a new environment, and it was his environment. She was so nervous that her heart was beating like a drum.
Report to the Human Resources Department, be assigned to the Translation Department, and be led to the work office by the director.
The feeling here is completely different from that of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Although the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is also a political department, it is much more relaxed there. The people here are all strict and serious, and they don't smile. The work pace is also much faster.
Although Xia Xingchen had just come in, he did not dare to slack off in any way.
I turned on my computer and tried to adapt to my new job. Before I started, I saw the minister walking out while tidying up his clothes, and shouted, "Mr. President will be here soon!"
As soon as the voice fell, everyone stood up and walked out.
Xia Xingchen knew the rules - it was customary for the office to go out to greet them. She followed everyone downstairs, and on the lawn of the office, people from various departments were already waiting in a serious manner.
The gilded door slowly opened in the early winter morning light. The president's motorcade drove in slowly. Under the passionate national anthem, the national flag slowly rose. The pounding sound of the big clock in Baiyu Square made the whole scene more solemn and majestic.
Xia Xingchen had only occasionally seen such scenes on TV. The first time she stood in the crowd and experienced it in person, she felt her blood boiling.
The man they welcomed with such great ceremony was the father of her child. They had a relationship before, but now... they no longer had a relationship...
At this moment, she was standing at the end of the crowd, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad.
"Good morning, Mr. President!"
While they were thinking about it, the man had already walked slowly towards them from the car.
He nodded calmly and greeted everyone: "Morning, everyone get busy."
"Yes, Mr. President."
Everyone responded, but did not move, waiting for the President to enter the office first. Xia Xingchen's eyes fell on him. Today, he was still very charming. Whether it was his clothes or his gestures...
Just as they were thinking about it, the President, who was walking past them at a leisurely pace, suddenly stopped.
Xia Xingchen's heartbeat suddenly stopped. His gaze passed through everyone and was projected directly onto her, without any hesitation.
Her breathing became tense, and at that moment... everyone's eyes fell on her.
Exploring, curious, surprised...
"New here?" He opened his lips and uttered three simple words, revealing a sense of alienation.
It was as if they were meeting for the first time...
It seemed as if they had never met before...
Xia Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and the minister beside her pulled her sleeve, and she came back to her senses. She walked out of the crowd slowly and said softly: "Hello, I am the new English translator, Xia Xingchen."