Chapter 1503 Don’t touch anything in the room

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Xiao Xiao did not follow him up, but waited for Fu Qingyu and A Duo to go upstairs before slowly going upstairs.

Looking at the two figures in front of her, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Xiao Xiao's room was closer than the study. After she entered the room, Fu Qingyu and A Duo walked to the study.

Just before pushing the door open, Fu Qingyu stopped and raised his hand to look at his watch.

In a few minutes, it will be past 12 midnight, and today's day will come to an end.

"What's the matter, Master Fu?" A'duo followed him and saw that he had not entered the study for a long time: "Based on the time difference, the demand side happens to be eating and resting time."

This is the most convenient point to call.

Otherwise, it will be too early and too late, which will be bad for both sides.

Fu Qingyu raised his hand, gently pushed open the study door, and said coldly: "Go in first and sit down and wait for me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked in the other direction.

A'duo opened his mouth and looked at his long back. Even the hair on the back of his head was very precious, but he walked towards another woman.

It's just a marriage agreement, are you so serious about it?

Fu Qingyu came to Xiao Xiao's door. The lights in the corridor stretched his figure on the floor. His extremely delicate hair was combed back. Under his clean and full forehead, a pair of ink eyes were like the empty sea. There is an undercurrent of darkness surging underneath.

He raised his eyes and stared at the closed door.

I was hesitating whether to open the door and go in.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was not much time left before Xiao Xiao's birthday ended.

He thought of what Gu Beisheng said to Sister Ting and frowned.

Her birthday was not celebrated according to the solar calendar on her ID card, but according to the lunar calendar, so he didn't know about it, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a stupid mistake.

But until now, he still hasn't figured out whether he has the obligation to spend her birthday with her.

Her face, paler than usual, flashed through my mind. When talking to Sister Ting, she forced herself to smile, and her eyebrows tightened involuntarily.

inside the door.

Xiao Xiao took out her bathrobe from the closet and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up when she accidentally noticed a shadow in the crack of the door.

She noticed that there was someone outside the door.

The other party stood for several minutes without moving.

What is he doing?

Xiao Xiao put his hand on the doorknob, vaguely guessing who it was, but not sure. He wanted to open the door and ask him if he was okay, but felt it was unnecessary.

In just a few minutes, the two sides were secretly competing in their hearts.

The end.

Fu Qingyu never raised his hand to knock on the door, but said through the door, his voice as light as mist: "Happy birthday."

The voice was extremely unreal, and it was through the door, more like an auditory hallucination heard while half asleep.

But Xiao Xiao's heart trembled uncontrollably.

The next second, she took out her phone and saw the time jump to 00:00.

In the study room.

A'duo was like visiting a friend's house, casually looking at the structure in the book, and saw some classical gadgets that he had never seen overseas on the ancient shelf.

I couldn't help but reached out curiously, wanting to take it off and play with it.

"Don't touch anything in the room."

A cold voice came from behind, and it was especially cold in the middle of the night.

A'duo retracted his hand angrily and secretly stuck out his tongue: "Why did you come back so quickly?"

Fu Qingyu sat directly on the main seat, glanced at the call that came in, pulled his tie with one hand, and answered the call directly.

A'duo was getting better, walked to his side, and listened quietly to Fu Qingyu's call.

The other party has never negotiated with her. In the final analysis, it is because she is a girl and has not received a high education. It is okay to associate with some gangsters, but it is far worse to talk to some national representatives.

But Fu Qingyu was able to communicate with ease when switching languages ​​​​from other countries without any lag.

Even the pauses for a moment of contemplation are like a special blank space in a movie.

The phone call lasted for an hour. Although A'duo didn't understand much, he didn't feel bored at all. The more he read, the more excited he became.

It wasn't until Fu Qingyu hung up the phone, took a sip of the tea at his hand, and then opened his eyes and glanced at her: "Just go down and follow the request he made. It's not a big problem. You can solve it yourself in the future. "

A'duo came back to his senses: "What's the request?"

Fu Qingyu frowned: "I turned on the loudspeaker."

"I hear your voices, but I can't understand what you're saying."

Hearing this, Fu Qingyu's expression changed. It seemed that in his understanding, almost everyone around him was multilingual, and Qi Feng never had trouble understanding.

Even in a few areas of other countries, you encounter obscure languages ​​that are extremely difficult to understand.

Qi Feng can also spend about half a month and be able to have a rough conversation.

"How did you negotiate with multiple parties before?" Fu Qingyu couldn't help but wonder.

A'duo curled his lips and said, "I will negotiate with Myanmar and Vietnam myself. If I meet people from other countries, I will bring a special translator."

Fu Qingyu's eyes deepened: "What if the translator is the other party's person?"

Their business is special, and most of the people they come into contact with are outside the jurisdiction. If they encounter someone who is bold, arrogant or sinister, they need to arrange an interpreter in advance and change their words indiscriminately, which will cause serious trouble.

But A'duo didn't think much about it. She was just a representative. Fu Qingyu or Qi Feng handled matters such as selecting partners or arranging things.

In addition, Fu Qingyu's reputation is so great that few people are hacking his goods during this time.

So A Duo had a smooth journey and never capsized.

When asked by him, A'duo couldn't answer: "I... I will work hard to learn the languages ​​​​of various countries in the future."

As she said this, she had an idea, and there was a glimmer in her smiling eyes: "Why don't I stay with you during this period of time? It just happens that I can learn a foreign language. I didn't learn Chinese for a few months, so I have some language skills. At the same time, I can understand your usual style so that we can have long-term cooperation in the future. Some partners have dealt with me several times and are already very familiar with me."

"One month." Fu Qingyu didn't even raise his head.

A'duo's eyes darkened slightly, one month was too short, but she did not dare to object and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, if I stay with you for a month, I will probably be able to understand. Thank you, Mr. Fu. It's late, I'll go wash up and rest first." .”

Fu Qingyu turned and looked out the window: "Go back the same way you came."

A'duo paused: "But it's half past one in the morning, and I, a girl, go back so late, if something happens..."

"I didn't care about entering the mountains without permission. I just thought about it for the sake of my colleagues." His voice was horribly low.

A'duo swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that this man was really inhumane.

"I know." She responded reluctantly, then dragged her footsteps down the mountain overnight.

The next day.

Xiao Xiao woke up, wearing loose pajamas, casually combing her hair and walking to the restaurant, squinting her eyes and yawning.

I drank some wine with Gu Beisheng last night. I woke up with a bitter taste in my mouth and wanted to drink something light.

Just when I sat down, rubbing my eyes and preparing to call someone.

A piece of porridge was handed to her table, and a cold voice sounded like broken ice: "Morning."

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