A dozen of us took a taxi to our first destination today, a golf course in Night City. .
On the way, I was sitting in the passenger seat of a taxi. In the back seat were Nakamura Hiko and a 'female' publicist named Miko.
Nakamura Yan spoke Chinese with a rough accent, turned his head and smiled at Miko: "You too, from Night City?"
miko smiled and replied: "I am from Haicheng."
"Haicheng, I know, there is a beautiful sea there."
Miko responded with a smile, and then said a long list of things about Haicheng.
Nakamura Yan couldn't understand, so he could only look up at me, and I turned my head and translated it into Japanese for him.
Nakamura Yan nodded and asked in Chinese: "How did you and Miss Liang meet?"
Hearing this, miko couldn't help but glance at me. I smiled naturally and replied to Nakamura Yan: "She is my classmate in college."
When Nakamura Yan heard this, he was really surprised and asked me a lot more questions.
I made up random things along the way, which actually fulfilled my dream of becoming a novelist.
It took nearly forty minutes for the car to drive from the city to the golf course. I got off the bus, paid for each car, and then led a group of people inside like a tour guide.
After paying more than a dozen people, I carefully asked the front desk to issue invoices to me, because these can be taken back to the company for reimbursement.
This is the advantage of large companies. As long as all expenses incurred with customers during working hours can be reimbursed with invoices, no matter how much they are.
A group of people walked to the playing field. Each Japanese customer was followed by a woman, and I stood beside Nakamura Yan, ready to translate for him at any time.
The caddy held the golf bags for everyone and walked to a place. Nakamura Hiko hit the ball with a golf club. I couldn't tell whether the hit was good or bad. I saw Miko beside him smiling and clapping. I quickly pretended to be the same. With a look of admiration, he clapped his hands and said, "Mr. Nakamura has great skills."
Nakamura Yan replied with a smile: "It's not bad. When I was in junior high school, I won the second place in the All-Japan Youth Group. Now it's not as good as before."
After I complimented me a few times, I translated it in Chinese for miko. Miko responded quickly and said to Nakamura Yan with a smile: "Can you teach me how to play ball?"
Before I could translate this sentence, Nakamura Yan understood it himself, and immediately replied with a smile: "Okay, I will teach you."
He ducked behind miko, stretched out his hands and lightly brushed her waist, and then put his arms around her.
Miko held the club, and Nakamura Yan explained and demonstrated to her in every detail.
In my eyes, the distance between the two can be described as airtight. At this moment, I am really glad that the person being held by Nakamura Yan is not me.
Nakamura Hiko's lips were almost touching Miko's ears, which made me feel numb all over, while Miko's face was as smiley as a flower. I really admire her level of professionalism. These three thousand yuan are really not in vain. 'flower'.
The two of them were "one is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure", and the learning was very lively. I gradually discovered that in fact, no one needed me to translate, because whether they heard or not understood was secondary, and whether they felt it or not was what was important.
We walked around the huge golf course, and nearly two hours passed quickly.
During this period, I didn't even drink a sip of water, and I had to watch their sometimes disgusting and sometimes pretentious behavior. I was really exhausted both physically and mentally.
I couldn't help but give miko a look, and then miko said he was a little tired. I translated to Nakamura Hiko, and Nakamura Hiko quickly said: "We're almost done, let's go back."
I smiled sincerely and replied: "Okay, I have already made a reservation at the restaurant. We can go directly to have lunch."
We took a taxi while walking, but when we returned, we naturally didn’t rely on foot, but had a special electric car to pick us up.
Because everyone was in a group of two, I was unfortunately left behind and took the car back alone.
On the way back, I accidentally glanced and saw an electric car driving not far away. There is a man and a woman in the back seat of the electric car. From my perspective, I saw the 'female' first. She was wearing sunglasses and had a pointed chin. She was talking to the man next to her with a smile on her face.
I couldn't help but take off my sunglasses and take a closer look. I was surprised. What a coincidence? Isn't this Li Yanshu, whom we just met in the elevator yesterday
Li Yanshu was not wearing a wig today, and her long chestnut hair, which reached past her shoulders, was blowing in the wind.
With my naked eyesight of 1.5, it was naturally impossible for me to identify the wrong person. That woman was indeed Li Yanshu. What I'm even more curious about is the man next to Li Yanshu.
I had an inexplicable intuition that the man next to her was the man she met at the hotel yesterday. ?The peach blossoms bloom when you marry an uncle?ht?tp:／／ｔ.／RAjbYPt
While I was thinking about it, the car on the other side was getting closer and closer. I was too embarrassed to take off my sunglasses and stare at them without blinking, so I put them back on.
When the two cars were no more than ten meters apart, the man wearing a white ball cap seemed to feel my gaze and suddenly turned his head to look at me.
This didn't look good. The eyes behind my sunglasses suddenly stared, and my whole body became stiff.
That man... isn't he Luo Xiangdong? !
Although he was also wearing a pair of large sunglasses that covered two-thirds of his face, I still recognized him at a glance.
It took almost five seconds for the two cars to go from meeting to staggering. During this period, Luo Xiangdong kept looking in my direction without blinking.
I thought silently in my heart, you can't see me, you can't see me...