No matter which department Xu Haochen placed him in, he seemed to adapt very quickly.
Tao Kaiyan has adapted better to her in the translation department. After all, she graduated from the School of Foreign Languages and has experience as a foreign exchange student. However, the relationship between the two has always been neither salty nor weak, especially when Professor Zhao gave him the opportunity to visit abroad. After her, the relationship between the two became even more subtle.
The biggest event in the unit recently is probably the event commemorating 50 years of exchanges with neighboring countries. There are more than 50 events, large and small. She and Tao Kaiyan are both candidate translators and may not have the opportunity to truly practice.
But opportunities always come to those who are prepared. Regardless of whether he can attend this event or not, Chen Ninghui is actively preparing.
She looked at the event catalog, and one of the events was about military non-ferrous metals. In the attendance list, in addition to representatives from several companies, the Chinese representatives were from a certain military equipment department, and the attendees were Song Jingye and others.
Everything was destined to be the same, and she worked harder for it. She once said that the reason why she took the J College entrance examination was because she hoped to become a warrior at the negotiation table and be able to fight side by side with her uncle. Now, although there is no need to fight, she can walk side by side with him, at least in this event, becoming his right-hand man.
So she took the initiative to invite her superiors to participate in this event and got the opportunity.
It was only after she went to the scene that she discovered that Song Jingye was not there. He temporarily replaced his subordinate to attend the event on his behalf today. Of course, she was a little disappointed in her heart. She could have shown her work side in front of him.
She was disappointed. Work is work. This is her most basic professional quality. She immediately picked up her mood and devoted herself to the translation work. On such occasions, she would never show any personal emotions.
Throughout the entire event, she was very calm and professional, and could translate every sentence and word accurately.
The activity went smoothly, but the only flaw was that the pair of black leather shoes she paid a high price for was rubbing her feet, causing two blisters on her back feet to burst. She felt excruciating pain every step she took, and she could only endure it.
Finally, after the event was over, she hurriedly ran to a vacant room at the back, wanting to put a few band-aids on her feet before leaving. Unexpectedly, she saw Song Jingye sitting alone in that room, staring blankly. Deadly silence, without a trace of brilliance, as if he had suffered a huge blow and was sitting here to heal himself.
She blurted out: "Uncle, why are you here?"
Hearing her voice, Song Jingye's eyes focused on her. Only then did she see his face clearly. The corners of his lips were blue, and there was a small gaping wound. At a glance, she knew he had been raped by someone. call taxi.
"What's wrong with your face?" she asked distressedly.
"What's wrong with your feet?" He also noticed her feet limping in.
"My heel was rubbed by the shoe, it's okay." She answered, already walking in front of him.
Although she didn't see him too many times, she focused on observation and got to know him very well. His eyes were depressed at the moment, as if he had suffered a big blow, just like when she saw Yaoyao hugging her husband in the northwest. , he felt exactly the same when he retreated to the other side of the car alone.
The familiar feeling of distress came up again, knowing that his love was bitter and hopeless, and he treated Yaoyao as she treated him.
It's a pity that she couldn't say anything, not even a word of comfort.
Song Jingye had already gathered his thoughts, stood up and asked her, "Go back with your colleagues?"
"They're going back to work first. I'll take the subway later."
"I'll give it to you."
"Okay." There was no refusal this time.
(The emotional drama between Chen Ninghui and Song Pang is about to begin. This paragraph is continued from the main text. After Yao Mei lost her memory, she went to find Song Pang. Song Pang completely gave up, knowing that even the 18-year-old Yao Mei
I can't fall in love with him either. In addition, as for Chen Ning's job, everyone just needs to know what company it is and what job it is. Because the website does not allow writing about the real company, so whether it is the company or the department, I will make it a little virtual.
It’s just what you mean, don’t take it seriously.)