Chen Ning sat right behind him. He sat back a little so that he was almost on the same plane as her. He could only glance at her from the corner of his eye. She was sitting there very upright, wearing a professional suit and her hair tied up.
, his expression is focused and serious, and he looks much more mature than usual.
After the leader in front of her finished speaking, her eloquent translating voice rang in his ears. The tone was very different from the voice she usually used when talking to him. It was professional, steady, smooth and nice.
He had seen her at work twice. Once when she had just graduated and entered the translation department, she translated for his adjutant. He was deeply impressed at that time; and this time, she had made obvious progress, becoming more stable and more capable.
Responsible typhoon.
It's not obvious at all that she came in as a temporary replacement and performed stably.
After the translation, she looked as usual and sat upright, listening to the speeches of others at the venue.
It was Song Jingye's turn. He put away all his thoughts and communicated seriously with the other delegation. Naturally, his translator Tao Kaiyan also completed his translation work very well. However, he always felt that something was missing. Maybe his voice was not as good as Chen Ning's.
Please answer nicely.
After the meeting, it was time for the dinner in the evening.
Chen Ninghui had been very busy and was very stressed. Apart from drinking a few sips of water, she barely ate anything throughout the day. By the time of the dinner, her stomach was aching.
But I could only endure it and continue working without daring to show it at all. I only pressed my stomach to relieve myself in a corner where there was no one around.
The whole dinner lasted for three hours. After it was over, she and the Chinese reception team put the delegation members into the car one by one. After watching the buses leave, her back, which had been straight, bent a little, and her stomach ached even more.
It was awesome. I pressed it repeatedly with my fist and walked towards the banquet hall. Finally, I could eat.
At this moment, she saw Song Jingye standing by the door of the banquet hall at some point, looking at her.
Most of the people here had left, and she thought he had left just now.
She stood there and looked at him, forcing a smile and some politeness. In this situation, she didn't know how to call him appropriately. Calling him uncle was obviously not suitable, but calling him anything else was weird, so she was confused.
Wei: "You haven't left yet?"
The word "you" has been used, and Song Jingye's chest is even tighter. It's all the same.
He gave her a cold look, turned around and left, heading towards his car.
Chen Ning glanced at his back and didn't think much about it. She returned to the banquet hall. It was important to eat. She hoped that eating some food would make her stomachache better.
In the hall, there were only a few colleagues eating here and there, all of whom, like her, were too busy to eat until now.
She found an empty seat and sat next to Tao Kaiyan. Because of her stomachache, she had no appetite for the food on the table.
At this time, the waiter came over with a dinner plate in his hand. On the plate was a bowl of rice porridge, a plate of side dishes, and a box of stomach medicine, which he placed in front of her.
She was a little surprised. She didn't expect the service here to be so meticulous. Her stomachache never showed up.
After the waiter put it away, he whispered beside her: "This is what Chief Song ordered the chef to make just now, and he also asked him to buy the medicine."
When Chen Ning returned, her throat was a little tight, and even the tip of her nose felt a little sour. She lowered her head and drank the bowl of white rice porridge silently.
Since she said those words last time, they haven't contacted each other for a while. In today's workplace, they were completely treated as strangers. Except at the door just now, their eyes had never met before.
But he actually saw her discomfort.
Although she was moved, she disliked this feeling very much. He cared about her because of his responsibility and his own qualities, but she fell easily. The heart that had finally been strengthened would collapse again, and then it would be rebuilt, which was a painful process.
And long.
After drinking the porridge, my stomach felt a little better, so I went to find a glass of warm water and took the medicine.
After dinner, there was the last bus left in the parking lot outside the banquet hall to take them back to the city. Today's meeting was held in a scenic spot on the outskirts of Beijing, so this was the only bus back to the city.