Zhuo Shu's body froze, and milk flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhuo Shu: "..."

Ying Tongchen: "..."

"Pfft." The female translator opposite suddenly laughed. The translator was a foreigner, with a standard European and American appearance and a hot body, but she spoke Chinese fluently, "Mr. Ying, don't pour Mr. Zhuo wine, he's afraid it's wine. Don't get drunk and get drunk."

Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhuo Shu curiously.

Zhuo Shu glared at him: "Do you believe this? Do you think you are so attractive?"

Ying Tongchen said frankly: "Well, I think I have."

"Shameless." Zhuo Shu looked at him with disgust.

At this time, the person in charge finally finished the call and continued to eat happily.

After the meal, Zhuo Shu personally sent them to the hotel to rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked into the special elevator, the person in charge exchanged a few sentences with the translator in their native language, and the two kissed like no one else.

Zhuo Shu looked sluggish, staring at the mirror and didn't dare to act rashly. Seeing that the two still wanted to go deeper, he hurriedly poked Ying Tongchen.

Ying Tongchen turned his head to look at him, and Zhuo Shu pouted suggestively.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Ying Tongchen pushed away the face that was about to hit his face.

The person in charge and the translator were sent to the hotel. The translator held the hand of the person in charge affectionately. The two walked into the door together talking and laughing, and kissed each other from time to time.

Ying Tongchen turned around and sat in the car, lowered the window, and looked at the statue-like figure outside: "Get in the car, can you go back?"

Zhuo Shu turned around slowly, and the look in his eyes was wrong: "What's the matter with you?"

Ying Tongchen didn't know why: "Huh?"

"Look at other people's translation, the service is in place." Zhuo Shu said indignantly.

Ying Tongchen honked his horn: "If you want to go back, get in the car quickly, don't beep."

"You really deserve it." Zhuo Shu walked to the other side angrily, and there were still many complaints in his heart.

Be a canary, not as cute as others. Be a translator, not as "intimate" as someone else's.

How could he find such a rubbish snack?

Zhuo Shu sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt when he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ying Tongchen: "We are all downstairs now, why not go in?"

"Brother, don't you have a meeting this afternoon?" Ying Tongchen wondered.

Zhuo Shu: "But other people's translations are..."

"They're a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."

"Huh? How do you know?"

"I had a chat with the translator before." Ying Tongchen started the car and suddenly gave him a meaningful look, "How is it, do you still go up? Or, do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Zhuo Shu was lost in thought, and now he is facing the biggest problem in his life.

Should be with the seductive body of dust = association.

No, no, he hasn't made any plans to marry and have children, so it's definitely impossible to communicate.

"Oh, give up your mind, I won't marry you and have children. Just rely on your little thing, you can't imagine my beautiful body and billions of properties." Zhuo Shu raised his chin proudly and rewarded him with a king. contemptuous look.

The car accelerated, Zhuo Shuo said in horror, "Ah, ah, ah, you murdered your husband!"

The car stopped suddenly.

Ying Tongchen turned to look at him: "What did you say?"

"..." Zhuo Shu asked back, "What did I say? I didn't say anything."

"You said murdering my dear..."

"Father!" Zhuo Shu replied quickly, "Didn't you murder your father? Did you forget that I'm still your gold master father?"

What can Ying Tongchen do, after all Zhuo Shu is indeed his party A now 🙂

Ying Tongchen increased his horsepower again, and Zhuo Shu quickly grabbed the seat belt: "Why are you driving so fast!"

Ying Tongchen: "Send you to reincarnation, and you have to walk well on the Huangquan Road."

When the speed reaches 800 yards, you have to call me dad in the next life.

The author has something to say: Zhuo Shu: Demo, don't think that if you take off your vest, I don't know you anymore.

Ying Tongchen: I'm sorry, I'm wearing a vest suit, and I can't take it off all at once (.)

Chapter 24

After the car arrived at the company, Zhuo Shu shook his legs and got out of the car, almost vomited, and said angrily, "I shouldn't have pitied you, I'll get you this car."

Ying Tongchen sneered and said, "It's not for you to make this car."

Zhuo Shu glanced at him in amazement, and said to himself: I can even see the shock of the car, small things are really not easy!

The afternoon meeting continued at three o'clock, and there was still a little time for a lunch break. Ying Tongchen learned that Amy and Mandy had been arranged by Mi Shu to the staff lounge, so he planned to go back to the car for a while.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhuo Shu blurted out, "Where are you going?"

"Go where you need to go."

"Where are you supposed to go?"

"In the car." Ying Tongchen waved the manuscript in his hand, "Don't worry, there will be no problems in the afternoon meeting."

"Go back for me!" Zhuo Shu shouted.

Ying Tongchen paused in footsteps, went back the same way, stood in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "Please, repeat what you just said."

"Come back quickly for me." Zhuo Shu said without changing his face.

Ying Tongchen stared at him for a while, and his expression relaxed: "Is something wrong?"

"Just rest here. If you don't sleep well in the car, it will affect your rest, which will affect my work efficiency." After Zhuo Shu said it with reason, he saw that he did not shirk, and lay down on the sofa very comfortably. , Just like in his own home, he closed his eyes and paralyzed comfortably.

Zhuo Shu: "Would you like to get you another pair of slippers?"

"You may have."

"..." Zhuo Shu rubbed his temples, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he just bent down and picked him up.

Ying Tongchen was caught off guard, jumped into the air, hooked his neck in a panic, and looked at the ground in fear: "What are you doing!"

"Sleep, I don't have time to argue with you."