Chapter 718: Foreign Affairs Mansion
It's impossible not to be angry.
Lu Miao exhaled angrily and clenched his teeth.
"Xiao Lu."
Someone patted his shoulder, and Lu Miao quickly calmed down and turned around:
"Hmm? Yes."
The old man instructed her from the gap between the driver's seats:
"It's okay to have unexpected situations occasionally, but you must have a sense of time. In the future, you should reserve more time to deal with those unexpected situations."
"……yes."
Lu Miao smiled, humbly accepting the advice. After a slight pause, he asked Chen Qinghai knowingly:
"Isn't Team Leader Chen here either?"
"Group 6? Chen Qinghai?"
"Yes."
"He's here. He arrived a long time ago. He arrived at the agency at six this morning. One car can only seat a few people, so he got in one and went to the hotel first."
“…”
Lu Miao's eyes suddenly became sharp and deep.
After only a moment, she smiled awkwardly and sadly, scratched the back of her neck and said:
"So that's how it is...Team Leader Chen is always very caring towards me. I was just worried that he might be late this time too. Haha, luckily he wasn't."
The word '也' is used cleverly.
The driver glanced at Lu Miao in the rearview mirror, then quickly looked straight ahead and continued driving.
The old guys in the back row looked at each other and figured out what was going on.
"Xiao Lu, what's going on? What's the hidden story behind this morning's incident?"
If it were another newcomer in the workplace, he might be embarrassed or afraid to reveal the secrets of his direct superior, but Lu Miao is Lu Miao.
Chen Qinghai doesn't care about his own face anymore, so what else is there for her to be embarrassed about?
"Team Leader Chen might have remembered it wrong... He told me yesterday that we'd leave at 7:40 today."
I usually arrive at the Guoying Press at 8:40 and officially start work at 9:00.
Although Chen Qinghai concealed something, the time he said was an hour earlier than expected, so Lu Miao didn't become too suspicious.
Lu Miao spoke comprehensively, saying only that Chen Qinghai might have remembered it wrongly.
But others don't think so.
The departure time was 6:30, even if it was a slip of the tongue, it should have been 5:30 if it was earlier, and 7:30 if it was later.
Who would believe that the exact number, 7:40, was not intentional?
In the entire second floor of the English Society, the only people who can speak French are Chen Qinghai and Lu Miao. It is not difficult to find out the reason for this.
Several old veterans have their own standards in mind.
Although we are all human beings, people are different from each other.
Some people are afraid that the halo will be taken away by newcomers, so they lose their moral integrity and target them everywhere.
There are also those who are loyal, value talent and are patriotic, and are happy to cultivate rising talents for the motherland.
There was silence in the car for two seconds. Deputy Director Zhao, who was sitting in the back seat near the left window, said:
"Today, the only French translator is your Team Leader Chen. I guess he can't take care of you. Xiao Lu, be smart and follow me today."
Deputy Director Zhao is also the director of the third floor of the British Society.
Different from several other seniors who are proficient in various languages.
Deputy Director Zhao used to study literature and history.
My usual work at the British Press is also about finalizing the manuscripts.
The international friends arrived at the airport last night and were picked up by a special person and taken to the "Foreign Affairs Mansion" for accommodation.
The itinerary for receiving foreign guests was finalized early in the morning.
Deputy Director Zhao came here this time to be responsible for explaining the scenic spots and historical sites along the way.
Others were divided into groups, some were responsible for itinerary coordination and some were responsible for translation.
He asked Lu Miao to follow him, probably with the intention of taking Lu Miao to the front line.
This is a rare opportunity!
Lu Miao immediately straightened his back, pulled himself together and nodded carefully:
"yes!"
Young people are fresh blood, and their energy is always unlimited.
Several senior colleagues were amused by her positive and energetic appearance and started laughing.
Knowing that this was her first time participating in this kind of activity, there were many things she didn't understand, so everyone was talking to her, trying to warn her in advance about which problems to deal with.
Playful jokes are allowed, but matters involving national internal affairs and sensitive national issues must be avoided.
If there is something I really can't handle, I will call other senior colleagues for help.
Lu Miao nodded and took note of it carefully.
Although she had no personal experience in this area, she roughly knew what to do.
…
The Foreign Affairs Mansion is a state venue, and the interior is quite grand and luxurious.
Most of the older generations are “regulars” here, and there is no need to elaborate on their identities.
I took the lead in negotiating with the young comrade from Gongguan to understand the general situation. After we made eye contact, we went to the tea room upstairs.
The other young comrades in the mansion were all very clever.
Some used the internal phone, some conveyed information through eye contact, and the information was passed down layer by layer, cooperating with each other and mobilizing.
The group from the Guoyingshe Society got into the elevator, and Lu Miao was the last one to go up.
She originally acted as a little follower, walking behind and helping Deputy Director Zhao carry his briefcase.
Now squeezed among several senior seniors, she occupies the C position.
I wasn't nervous at first, but when I realized the situation, I felt a little embarrassed.
Lu Miao paid attention to his surroundings and moved carefully, trying to move a little to the side.
I heard the old senior's Chinese English:
"Are you already nervous Little lion."
—Are you nervous already? Little Lion.
Lu Miao paused, tilted his head and looked to the side, "Little lion"
——Little lion?
The old senior looked at her with a teasing smile. When entering the Foreign Affairs Mansion, speaking a foreign language to stir up the emotions and mentality, there was also a hint of testing Lu Miao.
“You will understand.”
——You will understand.
“…”
Lu Miao was speechless.
There are old-fashioned elevators standing side by side, with numbers flashing on one side, decreasing from 15 to 15.
One side increases gradually from 1.
Finally, after a neat "ding" sound, the doors of the two elevators opened to both sides at the same time.
After receiving the news, Chen Qinghai and others who were leading the foreign staff from the independent restaurant to the tea room met Lu Miao and others who were going upstairs from the first floor.
"you……"
When Chen Qinghai saw Lu Miao being escorted out of the elevator, his scalp started throbbing.
Lu Miao glanced at Chen Qinghai with a cold look, then quickly curled his lips and stood in a gentle and obedient manner, following Deputy Director Zhao and others to communicate with the external staff:
“Wee! Wee you all here!”
——Welcome, welcome here!
"Oh! Thank you. You are really so enthusiastic!"
——Thank you, you are really so enthusiastic!
There were four foreign officials, all with blond hair and blue eyes, representing the United States, France, Italy and Australia in Oceania.
The one representing America is from the diplomatic media group there.
It is precisely because of his presence that everyone has to be more cautious about this trip.
The Foreign Affairs Residence is equipped with a special Western chef. After the group sat down in the tea room, a young comrade soon brought them coffee and desserts to suit the occasion.
The seniors and foreign officials sat down to negotiate. Lu Miao had a perfect smile on his face and stood behind Deputy Director Zhao, listening quietly and taking notes on some specific diplomatic colloquial vocabulary.
Chen Qinghai sat with French foreign media and occasionally relayed a few words in French.
At other times, Chen Qinghai kept glancing at Lu Miao opposite him.
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