"Boss Si, Miss Yan." Xun Jiage had been waiting at the door.

Seeing Si Ze and the others coming out, the hotel receptionist opened the car door for them.

Several people got on the car one after another.

Si Ze asked Yan Mo: "Going home?"

Originally, after this incident, Yan Mo's depressed mood had improved a lot. But the word "going home" made her worried again.

There is something like torture waiting for her at home.

Yan Mo turned to look at Si Ze. Should she ask him?

"Why are you looking at me?" When Si Ze saw Yan Mo suddenly do this, staring at him straight, his heart tightened and a blush appeared on his face.

Yan Mo opened his mouth but still couldn't ask.

After a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Mr. Si, you seem to be whiter than before."

Si Ze: “…”

Is he very dark? He remembers that he was very white when he was a child.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you two tell me where you are going first? Your car is blocking the hotel entrance, do you still want to do business?" Xun Jiage complained speechlessly.

Si Ze's sharp eyes swept over Xun Jiage who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Hearing this, Yan Mo looked outside and saw that indeed, there were already six or seven cars lined up at the hotel entrance, waiting for them to leave.

"Sorry." Yan Mo apologized to the lobby manager standing at the door, and then instructed the driver: "Master, go to Jingyang Community."

"Ms. Yan, it's no problem." The lobby manager waved his hand with a smile on his face, indicating that it was not a big problem, and his attitude was very respectful.

He had just been reminded by Assistant Xun that Miss Yan must not be offended and that when he saw her, he should respect her as much as he respected President Si Ze.

Although he didn't understand why, since Assistant Xun said so, and the scene just now, he was even more determined to believe what Assistant Xun said.

It was not until the car merged into the convoy of cars on the road and could no longer be seen that the lobby manager's fawning smile disappeared and he returned to his superior attitude.

As soon as the car left the Regal Hotel, Yan Mo's phone rang again.

She knew who it was without even looking and hung up.

The car was silent.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

Yan Mo smiled awkwardly at Si Ze, took out his cell phone, and felt a headache.

Xun Jiage: "Miss Yan, just answer it. Maybe someone else has something urgent to do."

"Hehe... No, the real estate sales have been getting more and more intense recently, and they keep calling at night." Yan Mo hung up the phone again in embarrassment and turned it off directly.

Si Ze raised his eyebrows. He saw the four big words "Mother".

Even if Yan Mo doesn't respond, he won't expose it.

"Mr. Si, do I need to come tomorrow?" Yan Mo suddenly remembered that translators should be paid, right? Helping out today could be considered a favor for Gong Ling, but if she came again tomorrow, she wouldn't work for nothing.

Xun Jiage continued, "Miss Yan, I'm afraid you have to come here before the Spaniards leave."

Yan Mo asked with a smile: "How much does your translation cost per day?"

You can't blame her for being money-conscious. She just returned to China and has many places where she needs money, including her family.

Si Ze looked at Xun Jiage who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Xun Jiage: "According to the current market price, it's 600-1000 per day."

Si Ze ordered: "Give her 1,000."

"Okay, Mr. Si." Xun Jiage received Si Ze's instructions and looked at Yan Mo who was sitting next to Si Ze and asked, "Miss Yan, if you are free tomorrow, please send me your bank card."

"Okay." Yan Mo smiled and took out his phone: "I'll send it to you now, Mr. Xun, what's your WeChat number? I'll add you."

Si Ze coldly interrupted Xun Jiage's action of taking out his phone: "I've already sent it to you."

Xunjia Ge: "..."