Jiang Ci looked around and saw that most of the people there were from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, discussing the details of the reception. Everyone was extremely busy.
She nodded seriously, "Okay."
"Very good, don't make any mistakes."
Mingzhu then told her the specific location to be taken after the foreign guests were brought in.
In this reception, important figures were personally received by the leaders, while the women only needed to lead the other accompanying foreign guests to their seats and accompany them, acting as translators.
Jiang Ci went through the process once, and Mingzhu, seeing that she had memorized it, patted her on the shoulder and turned to attend to other things.
Jiang Ci walked around to confirm the seating arrangements for each country.
She wondered who the leader who came today was.
As Jiang Ci was thinking this, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the door.
She turned around and saw their Chief of Protocol walking in, surrounded by a group of people, accompanied by a man.
She was stunned for a moment when she saw that person.
The person in charge is none other than...
Jiang Ci had met twice before, and Liu Yinyin held the gun in her hand, pointing the dark hole at her.
Guo Zhen.
Today, it turns out he's the one who's meeting with foreign guests.
Guo Zhen seemed to sense that someone was watching him, and his gaze shifted to meet Jiang Ci's.
Jiang Ci didn't know if he recognized her, but she couldn't let her secret slip. So when Guo Zhen looked over, Jiang Ci acted like a normal nobody facing a big boss, nervous and awkward.
Guo Zhen's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he quickly looked away and continued talking to the Director of Protocol.
"What are you looking at?"
Someone was talking in my ear.
Jiang Ci turned her head and saw that the person who had come was Liu Ke. She asked, "Is that the big leader today?"
Liu Ke nodded. "His name is Guo Zhen."
"This leader is known for being very strict with work, so we need to be more serious today."
Jiang Ci replied, "Okay."
Before long, foreign guests arrived.
The entire venue immediately sprang into action.
Those who arrived first were all leaders, and Guo Zhen personally came out to greet them, with Mingzhu by his side as their translator.
Mingzhu is fluent in eight foreign languages; she is almost as capable as eight people.
"Hey, Jiang Ci! The British guests are over here! Go and greet them quickly!"
Before Jiang Ci could make a move, someone came over and shoved her forward.
"Can……"
Before she could even speak, Jiang Ci felt a gaze upon her, as cold and sharp as ice, sharp as a knife.
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