Xia Xingchen looked up in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"
"You'll know when you get there. Don't waste time and go quickly." After Minister Hu finished speaking, he hurried away. Everyone was very busy.
Influenced by such a working environment, Xia Xingchen naturally did not dare to neglect it. He tidied up his clothes, walked quickly to the elevator, pressed the floor button and went up to the top floor.
Fortunately, he had been here before, so Xia Xingchen was not like a headless fly.
She walked straight to Leng Fei's office. Other employees were coming and going around her. Even though they didn't know each other, they all nodded slightly and greeted each other in a simple but polite manner.
Xia Xingchen had already walked outside Leng Fei's office, raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door when he heard a respectful voice: "Mr. President."
She stiffened slightly.
He subconsciously looked up and saw Bai Yeqing coming out of the conference room, followed by Leng Fei and his group. All the employees put down their work and bowed with their chests hunched.
He was unbuttoning his suit while whispering to the person beside him. As if he had noticed something, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes were immediately cast towards Xia Xingchen.
The eyes were cold, sharp, and searching.
She subconsciously tightened her breathing, and her hands hanging at her sides also felt a little unnatural. She quickly bent down slightly and bowed like everyone else.
His eyes didn't seem to fluctuate much, nor did they linger on her for long. The next moment, he walked straight into the office.
Xia Xingchen didn't look up at him until his footsteps disappeared, then she slowly raised her head.
"Ms. Xia." Leng Fei stood in front of her.
"Minister Hu asked me to come up. Is there something wrong?"
"Let's talk inside." Leng Fei pushed open the door and told his secretary to bring in a cup of tea. Xia Xingchen followed Leng Fei in, and the two of them chose two sofas and sat down facing each other.
Leng Fei handed her an invitation letter. Xia Xingchen flipped it open and took a look. "What is this?"
"Mr. President needs an interpreter tonight, so you will accompany him tonight."
Xia Xingchen had never expected this—she had thought that she might not be able to work with him after the internship period. Leng Fei saw that she didn't say anything, so he just asked, "Miss Xia, is there a problem?"
"Of course not." She shook her head after coming back to her senses. She was here to be his personal translator, so what problems could she have? Even if she did, she was not allowed to show them at work.
"Whether you can pass the internship here is decided by you personally. So, I hope Miss Xia will do well and try to make you stay." Leng Fei looked at her encouragingly. He finally understood why the president changed his mind at the last minute when he could have refused the cultural exchange activity of the Y Embassy. It seemed that the embassy really had to thank Miss Xia as the translator.
Xia Xingchen naturally didn't know this, she just smiled and said, "Thank you, I will do my best."
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Back on the 6th floor, Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the computer and prepared all the information, but he still felt a little stressed.
Cultural exchange activities at 7 o'clock. After work, she didn't even go home, but planned to go to the restaurant of the General Office for dinner. Xu Yan came over to accompany her, "You don't know how to get to the restaurant yet? I'll take you there."
In fact, she was quite familiar with that restaurant, not only the restaurant, but even the kitchen. For a moment, she couldn't help but think of that night...
I remembered that in the restaurant, he quietly pulled her hand; I remembered that in his office, the two of them kissed passionately...
At that time, her heart was filled with sweetness. She thought that she could just enjoy the present moment and not think about the uncertain future of the two of them, but in the end... she still couldn't be so generous...
The more we get along, the more we care about each other...
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Back on the 6th floor, Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the computer and prepared all the information, but he still felt a little stressed.
Cultural exchange activities at 7 o'clock. After work, she didn't even go back to work, but ate a piece of bread in the office. At 6:30, she dressed up and hurried downstairs with her bag on time.
When Xia Xingchen arrived at the gate of Baiyu Palace, five cars were parked in an orderly manner in front of the courtyard. He hadn't appeared yet, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
She hurried to the car and stood with Rui Gang and the others waiting. She could not wear her previous tweed clothes for such a formal occasion. She was only wearing a professional skirt, with her legs exposed to the air. The wind was raging outside, and her legs were frozen.
"Ms. Xia, how about getting in the car and sitting for a while?" Rui Gang asked her.
"No." Xia Xingchen stamped her feet, "It's okay, I can still bear it."
Ruigang glanced at her and said nothing more. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long before Bai Yeqing and his group came out. Everyone subconsciously stood up straight, including Xia Xingchen.
When he approached, Rui Gang had already opened the car door. Bai Yeqing didn't even glance at Xia Xingchen, and just leaned over and got into the car.
Xia Xingchen was sitting in a car behind him.
Soon, they arrived at the venue. Since getting off the car, Xia Xingchen has been following Bai Yeqing closely. She slightly leaned over to translate what others said. She deliberately kept a certain distance from him, but... she could still smell the unique minty and refreshing scent on him. She tried to stay calm...
A group of people entered the venue and took their seats.
Dozens of officials sat in rows in the meeting room. Bai Yeqing was in the front and center, while Xia Xingchen was sitting behind him to the right, holding a pen and paper.
Soon, the performance of Country Y officially began, and the lights in the venue dimmed. The venue became lively, and everyone watched attentively. Occasionally, the director of the embassy would turn sideways and whisper something to him. Bai Yeqing's English was very good, and in fact, he didn't need her as an interpreter to be by his side. Xia Xingchen couldn't help but cast his eyes to the center of the venue and watched the performance attentively.
"Miss Xia!"
At this moment, the man's low voice came, cold and melancholy. Xia Xingchen suddenly came back to his senses, met the man's gaze that was clearly filled with dissatisfaction, and hurriedly forced a smile, straightening his face, "Mr. President."
That smile, that reaction, was as official as it could be!
Bai Yeqing felt agitated and stared at her seriously. Xia Xingchen still kept her faint smile, "Do you have any instructions?"
That smile was so dazzling.
"I didn't invite you here to watch a show!" He lowered his voice.
Xia Xingchen was embarrassed, "I'm sorry. I will definitely work hard for you."
He leaned back and ordered, "Translate!"