"Mr. Si, you are here." Xun Jiage pretended not to see it and walked towards Si Ze with a smile on his face.

He stopped in front of Si Ze and the others, extended his right hand and introduced himself in English: Mr. Francisco, nice to meet you, welcome to Zhenghong.

Francisco is a handsome middle-aged man with deep facial features, a straight nose and a wheat-colored complexion.

He smiled and extended his right hand, responding in broken English: "Nice to meet you, too."

Yan Mo quickly caught up. She would not forget why she came here today.

Francisco looked at Yan Mo who was already standing next to Xun Jiage.

Yan Mo generously introduced himself as a translator in Spanish.

Si Ze was not surprised that Yan Mo came to do the translation. Gong Ling was an employee of Zhenghong. Si Ze knew her when they met. On the first day he took over the company, he had learned the information of important employees in all departments.

Santana is the manager of the area under his charge, and Gong Ling is the only employee under him who is capable.

They are good friends, and Yan Mo just returned from Spain.

So, it is easy to infer.

But is she very familiar with Xun Jiage? They talked and laughed, and even praised Xun Jiage for being handsome.

She had never been to Zhenghong's house, and he had never appeared in front of her with Xun Jiage. The only time they got their marriage certificate was on the day he let Xun Jiage wait in the car.

They probably haven't met.

After getting to know each other, following Si Ze's instructions, Yan Mo introduced some important people present in Spanish.

As he was speaking, Si Ze brought Francisco into Zhenghong Group.

Everyone followed closely behind.

Yan Mo is the translator, and she is also the closest to the two big guys.

Since Spain is a country that advocates a slow pace of life, Francisco was obviously very tired after getting off work at 4 o'clock.

Seeing this, Yan Mo explained it to Si Ze.

Later they only went to a few important departments such as engineering, development, and sales.

So he went downstairs.

At this moment, the bosses of other departments have all left.

Only Si Ze, Xun Jiage, and several project direct leaders are left, plus Yan Mo and Gong Ling.

Gong Ling watched everyone else leave and realized that there was little point in her staying.

But looking at Yan Mo, she didn't know what to do.

Just when Gong Ling was hesitating, Si Ze found her.

As for what they talked about, Yan Mo had no idea. She only knew that after they finished chatting, Gong Ling gave her some instructions before slowly leaving.

Yan Mo wasn't afraid of anything. Francisco was very welcoming. Having lived in Spain for a few years, she could talk about the local customs and practices in China, as well as Spanish customs and habits. With Yan Mo translating, they soon became familiar with each other.

As soon as they arrived downstairs, a row of luxury cars quickly entered the Zhenghong Group and stopped in front of them.

Parked in front of Si Ze was a business-class Maybach.

After changing the car again, Yan Mo was no longer surprised by Si Ze's affairs. She didn't know how many times she had been shocked by his positioning, which had changed step by step from an ordinary person like her to the richest man in Mo City.

Even if someone said that Si Ze was the richest man in the country, Yan Mo felt that he would remain calm.

The bodyguard skillfully opened the car door for Si Ze and the others.

Out of courtesy, Si Ze let Francisco go first.

"Ms. Yan Mo, please go first." Francisco was very gentlemanly and let Yan Mo go first.

Yan Mo got into the passenger seat generously, and then several others got in the car.

The car started slowly, and a row of luxury cars drove towards the Regal Hotel owned by Zhenghong.

Along the way, Francisco was very enthusiastic and told Yan Mo about the excitement of the Running of the Bulls in Spain, the Tomato Wars at the La Tomatina Festival, etc.

Yan Mo would also explain to him Zhenghong's advantages, which were introduced to her by Gong Ling in the beauty salon.

Si Ze originally planned to talk to Francisco about some project matters.

After Yanmo's reminder and knowing the Spanish people's living habits, he did not insist.

For a moment, the car was filled with the sound of Yan Mo and Francisco chatting.

What Yan Mo didn't know was that she was so cheerful and confident.

How eye-catching.

Si Ze tugged at his tie in annoyance.

Watching Yan Mo chatting with another man, he felt strange and uncomfortable.

If it were anyone else, Si Ze would have killed them long ago.

But Santana is the first major project that Si Ze officially took over Zhenghong.

He turned on the computer irritably, clicked on the plan, and forced himself to get to work.

Ten minutes later.

Si Ze failed. The more he tried to distract himself, the clearer and harsher their voices became.

"Mr. Si, you are not feeling well." Xun Jiage, who was sitting in the back row, saw Si Ze's reaction and asked despite knowing the answer.

Yan Mo and Francisco also looked at Si Ze at the same time.

"Mr. Si, are you okay?" Yan Mo saw that Si Ze's face looked really bad, so he asked.

Si Ze: "It's okay."

Since he said so, Yan Mo withdrew his gaze from Si Ze.

After this little episode with Si Ze, Yan Mo and Francisco had no interest in talking anymore. Yan Mo silently turned around and looked out the car window.

At this time, Yan Mo thought of the photo again. Was it him?

Should I ask? Never mind, it's none of her business.

Xun Jiage gave Si Ze a thumbs up from under his seat without leaving any trace.

Si Ze gave him a look, and Xun Jiage thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly looked away and got down to work.

In a quiet atmosphere, the car drove into the Regal Hotel.

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