"Isn't that Miss Elena? She's actually dancing with a strange man?"
"He's a Chinese man, but he wears such bad clothes..."
"Who the hell is he? Standing opposite Miss Elena is simply a blasphemy!"
Chen Jianan's appearance immediately attracted surprised and jealous glances.
Even among the many beautiful Soviet Russians, Elena was one of the top beauties.
Both her appearance and figure are impeccable.
He also has a noble birth.
There is an endless stream of people pursuing her.
Among this Soviet Russian delegation, there are many young talents who have been paying attention.
But Elena never gave him any response and never gave him any chance.
But why was she dancing with a strange Chinese man?
"I guess that man is the son of a big Chinese leader."
"No way, the leader's son would wear such bad clothes?"
"Then... Elena is deliberately using him as a shield again!"
"Humph, damn guy."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.
At this time, the dance music has slowly begun.
Elena could feel that this place attracted a lot of unfriendly looks.
"I'm sorry, Chen."
"According to Chinese custom, you can help me in Jian'an."
"Oh wow, I forgot that."
"Oh, don't be nervous. I will lead you and take slow steps..."
Elena put her considerate hands on Chen Jianan's waist and hugged him tightly.
She was afraid that Chen Jianan wouldn't be able to dance and would make a fool of himself.
But Chen Jianan suddenly exerted force with his hand that was holding her waist.
“Swish!”
The two of them quickly changed positions and just hit the beat of the music.
'Forehead……'
Elena's eyes widened in surprise.
Then, an even more magical scene appeared.
Chen Jianan led her to dance with smooth movements.
The timing of music and movements is extremely accurate.
She didn't know that Chen Jianan often attended high-end dances in his later life and was familiar with the song "One Step Away" to his core.
"Oh my god, Chen Jianan can actually dance? And he dances so well?"
Ye Qiuyan, who had been paying attention to the two of them, was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.
The rustic and old-fashioned dress and the natural and free-spirited dance moves formed a sharp contrast.
At this time, Chen Jianan took Elena to the dance floor, looking relaxed and carefree, as if they were taking a walk in their own garden.
More and more people noticed them.
The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is young and beautiful. They are a perfect match.
Gradually, more and more people stopped to appreciate their dance.
In the end, it almost became their specialty.
After the dance ended, warm applause broke out all around.
"Jian'an, you danced so well! This is the first time I danced so happily!"
Elena's face flushed and her eyes sparkled, unable to hide the excitement on her face.
"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."
Chen Jianan smiled slightly.
He calmly led Elena to bow and thank the band.
"Ahaha, it looks like someone has chosen the best place for tonight's dance!"
Andre's sturdy figure came over.
Before the dance, a small prize was set.
The best dancing couple will receive a reward.
"uncle!"
Elena rushed over with a smile and took his arm.
"Elena, this is your friend, right?"
Andre stroked his beard.
"Yes, he is Chen Jianan, a village chief."
Elena gave a brief introduction.
"You translated it correctly, right? Are you sure it's not the county magistrate?"
Andre was a little surprised.
The Chinese who can attend this banquet must be at least a department-level cadre or above.
Based on his understanding of China, he knew how small the position of village chief was.
"Yes, it's the village chief!"
"Don't forget, I'm an expert on China."
Elena snorted.
"You confuse me... How do you know such a... nobody?"
Andre looked at Chen Jianan.
His clothes were old-fashioned and his hair was messy. Although he looked a bit handsome, what was the point of being good-looking as a man? Strength was still the most important thing.
A small village chief is not worthy of his niece.
"Captain Andre, we in China have a saying: Are there any kings, princes, generals or ministers of different species?"
"Liu Bang, Zhu Yuanzhang, and even Mao Zedong were all small figures before, but they all accomplished great things in the end."
came the calm Russian voice.
Andre was startled.
With an expression of disbelief.
"You speak Russian?"
"Yes."
Chen Jianan nodded.
"Just for this reason, you are a rare talent."
Andre originally just wanted to meet his niece to give her face and just be perfunctory.
But he was surprised to see that Chen Jianan, who was so young, could speak Russian fluently.
It seems that the professional translators arranged by Heilongjiang Province do not speak Russian as well as the young man in front of him.
"Oh, I know Mao Zedong, but who are Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang?"
"They are the ancient emperors who founded great dynasties."
"Like Peter I and Ivan IV."
Chen Jianan explained with a smile.
"Oh my god, you also know the history of our Soviet Union?"
Andre was even more impressed.
"Elena, it seems that you really introduced me to a talented person."
Andre patted his niece's hand and looked forward again.
"By the way, let me give you your prizes first."
"As the best dancer at the ball, you get a bottle of vodka!"
Andre held out a bottle of wine.
Chen Jianan took it and looked at it, and almost laughed.
Isn’t this the wine we had at Lao Mo’s restaurant last time?
Even the packaging is exactly the same.
He guessed right.
The logistics minister had no choice but to go to Lao Mo's restaurant and get a bottle of vodka as an emergency measure.
"Village Chief Chen, have you never drunk our Soviet Russian wine?"
“The vodka isn’t particularly good, but it’s very distinctive.”
Andre felt a little regretful.
The first time I gave someone wine, it was just some mainland stuff.
"Thank you, Head of the Mission Andre."
"It's customary to exchange gifts. I would also like to give you a bottle of wine as a gift."
Chen Jianan's eyes lit up, the opportunity had come.
"Oh? What kind of wine? Moutai or Fenjiu?"
Andre loves drinking very much and has tried a lot of good wines from China.
This time I had hoped to collect some good wine from Heilongjiang Province to try.
Unfortunately, they didn't seem to get it.
In the end, he even treated himself to vodka.
I want to drink vodka. Can't we drink it in the Soviet Union? Why should I come here to drink it?
I really should complain about this matter to the Chinese diplomatic department.
When he thought of this, his face turned unhappy.
Bai Yuren, who was watching from a distance, turned pale.
When he saw Andre holding a bottle of vodka, he became nervous, fearing that others would be dissatisfied.
Now seeing Andre's unfriendly face, his heart sank to the bottom. He really didn't know how to explain to his leader after the banquet.
"etc!"
Bai Ren suddenly frowned.
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