"Isn't my job responsible for receiving guests? I am also a guest today!" Luo Yibei looked at the side of her face and said expressionlessly, "From now on, I am the only one responsible for receiving guests!"
The expression on Fang Chixia's face froze slightly.
Was he taking her to skip work openly under the guise of her work
"Luo Yibei, don't be unreasonable!"
"What I just said was unreasonable?" Luo Yibei didn't even look at her this time. He took her a few steps into the lounge and closed the door with his backhand.
"There are many guests from various countries coming today, and there are not enough on-site translators. If I leave like this, there is a shortage of people below!" Fang Chixia followed him passively, trying to persuade as he walked.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yibei turned his head and replied to her, "Isn't that right?"
Fang Chixia's face turned pale, "What do you mean?"
Is it a good thing that Leng Qihan’s press conference was messed up
"That's what you think." At his love rival's press conference, could it be possible that he also congratulated him on his success
"Are you here to cause damage today?" Fang Chixia's face darkened a bit.
"How did you talk?" Luo Yibei glanced at her lightly, with a look of disapproval on his face, "What did I do?"
"Let me out if you don't do anything!" Fang Chixia straightened up.
Luo Yibei narrowed his eyes slightly, and instead of letting go of her hand, he tightened it.
The handsome face turned away lightly, his eyes squinted at her, and the corner of his lips raised sarcastically. He sarcastically said, "Miss Fang, do you think you are very important in an occasion like today? Or, with Leng Qihan's ability, what's the point?" Without you, the scene will not be able to function?"
What he said was calm, but he was not polite at all when he hurt others.
Fang Chixia was so angry that her body was shaking slightly.
"Come on, sit here well! I'll have someone report to the Leng family when the time comes, and no one will deduct your salary." Luo Yibei withdrew his gaze and walked slowly to the sofa in the lounge.
Fang Chixia looked at him coldly, stood stiffly on the spot for a long time, and slowly walked towards him.
She didn't continue to struggle with him on this issue, not because she thought what he said was reasonable, but because she didn't want to quarrel with him because of Leng Qihan.
There was such a shortage of translators downstairs that the place would have been in chaos as soon as she left.
And that's exactly what happened.
She is the translator who speaks the most languages today, and the guests are from various countries. Leng Qihan received several foreigners. Her English is not very standard, and her pronunciation is not understandable at all.
"Isn't Miss Fang back yet?" He turned his head and asked a staff member beside him casually.
"I haven't seen it for a while." The man replied calmly.
Leng Qihan frowned.
I called my assistant and said, "Send some employees from the company who understand languages from various countries over here right now!"
After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help but look at the place where Gangluo Yibei and Fang Chixia disappeared.
He stared at the direction the two left for a long time, his eyes as hazy as fog.
A waiter carrying a tray passed by. When he passed by, he asked respectfully, "Master Leng, do you need a drink?"
Leng Qihan looked away, took a glass of red wine from the man's hand, raised his head slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
Putting the wine glass on the man's tray, he turned and walked to his seat at the guest seat.