Mo Jiu raised his shoulders, smiled evilly, and said in a humorous tone: "I also think she is more like Jiang Zhao's sister?"
Mo Jiu's words were full of humor unique to French, which immediately brought Sean closer to Mo Jiu.
Sean smiled gracefully, "Miss Mo is really humorous."
Mo Jiu also smiled: "I don't know why she said I didn't know French, let alone why Jiang Zhao said I was his girlfriend, but Mr. Sean, I think there are some things I want to clarify."
Speaking of this, the two people kept moving. One was beautiful and the other noble. As soon as the two came on stage, they became the focus of everyone. And the people around them gradually jumped to the edge and stopped, just looking at these two people.
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Sean's eyebrows have always been kind, especially those bright eyes, like a big boy, "What's going on?"
Mo Jiu smiled and said, "Huaxia started working on the thermal power project last year. I can't say that we must have started it earlier than Hualong, but I would like to ask Mr. Sean to read our plan first before making a decision."
Sean said without any hesitation, "Okay."
Mo Jiu's smile became even bigger, "Mr. Sean, could you please accompany me to play another scene later?"
Sean said without any hesitation: "It's my pleasure."
An evil smile appeared on Mo Jiu's lips, and then he glanced at Jiang Li.
When the two finally came down from the dance floor, Mo Jiu was a little tired, so they leaned together and chatted quietly.
Jiang Li, who had stopped dancing long ago, endured for a long time and finally walked over with a red wine glass. Before he walked in, he heard the conversation between the two.
Mo Jiu drew a big circle with his arm in the air and said in Chinese: "Mr. Sean, when summer comes, the fields are full of watermelons. The biggest watermelon I have ever seen is this big!"
Sean made a confused gesture and said in French: "Round? Ball?"
Mo Jiu chuckled and made a gesture of eating, "The watermelon is so sweet. It's much cleaner than the watermelon cultivated with various hormones here!"
Sean was even more confused, "Eat it? How can you eat the ball! Oh, my God!"
When Jiang Li saw that the content of the conversation between the two was completely inaccurate, he relaxed his worries and walked over with a smile.
He raised his glass to Sean, tilted his head gracefully and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, what are you talking about?"
Mo Jiu turned his head and felt disdainful when he saw Jiang Li, "We had a great chat!"
Jiang Li's expression changed, but Sean smiled slightly and spoke in French: "Miss Jiang, could you please ask if Miss Mo is free after the dinner?"
Jiang Li's expression became even more ugly. She clenched her teeth and looked at Mo Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, you have to go back early tonight."
Mo Jiu nodded, "I know I'll be home before ten o'clock."
Jiang Li turned around and looked at Sean with a smile, "Mr. Sean, Mr. Mo is still a child and must go home before eight o'clock in the evening."
The banquet only lasted two hours, and you could leave after eight o'clock. And if Xiao En didn't understand Chinese and Mo Jiu didn't understand French, he would definitely not be able to understand the sharpness in Jiang Li's language.
Sean then looked at Mo Jiu, his face a little disappointed, and he pointed at his watch and placed it at ten o'clock. The meaning was obvious.
Mojiu understood at once, "Mr. Sean said he would go back at ten o'clock? Want to talk alone? Okay, okay!"
