Chapter 180: Sister Jing in Suits, Those Grandsons Are Too Cheap
Song Jing buried his head in Shi Yan's arms and rubbed his head before raising his head, with a lazy look in his eyes, "Do you have a meeting later?"
"Yeah. There is one more event." Shi Yan brushed aside the bangs on her forehead and took a look at the black dress she was wearing. "Went to attend the funeral?"
Head of Song Dynasty.
"It's hot outside, why don't you go in first?"
Song Jing nodded again, looking very well-behaved.
Shi Yan smiled lowly and took her hand in. The guard at the door stopped her and said, "Hello sir, this lady needs to register her visit information."
Song Jing obviously didn't want to move, so Shi Yan took the pen and filled in the information for her and led her in.
When I arrived at the Fengguo rest room, I opened the door and heard a group of diplomats inside who were still in a hurry to translate.
When they saw Shi Yan leading Song Jing in, they were all startled.
Diplomats like them also watched the live broadcast of the restoration of cultural relics at that time, and recognized Song Jing at a glance.
"Master Saio!"
Song Jing nodded lightly.
Shi Yan said, "Our little girl, come pick me up from get off work."
Hey!
Is this boastful tone that hits their faces the same Master Shi they know?
Song Jing glanced at Shi Yan, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he did not deny what he said.
"Sit down for a while." Shi Yan led Song Jing to the sofa next to him and sat down.
Qi Shang smiled and nodded in greeting, "Sister Jing."
"Hello." Song Jing replied politely, "What are they arguing about?"
Shi Yan took a cup of tea from the person next to him, tested the temperature, and handed it to Song Jing's hand, "Drink some, don't make it hot."
Song Jing took a sip, and Qi Shang explained for her, "Our translator was drugged and his throat was broken. Now he can't speak. He will not be able to attend the next meeting."
"Today's meeting is broadcast live globally again, with six countries facing each other. Everyone is worried that after the meeting starts, there will be an embarrassment of not being able to understand what the other party is saying."
"Isn't there a translator?" Song Jing raised his eyebrows.
Qi Shang lowered his voice a little, "They have even taken advantage of our translation, and it is very likely that they will also manipulate the translator. As long as the translator is delayed for a while, our diplomats may miss the best opportunity.
the pace of negotiations.”
While they were talking, a diplomat had already come over, "Master Shi, the meeting is about to start in five minutes. We still haven't figured out a way to translate it. Do you have any emergency measures?"
Shi Yan leaned on the sofa, put one hand on the back of the sofa chair where Song Jing was sitting, and said coldly: "It's not a big deal."
How could this not be a big deal? This is related to the face of their Feng Kingdom!
The diplomats were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but Shi Yan was very calm, "You are all experienced diplomats, you just have to act on the spot after taking the field."
That's true, but this is a global live broadcast. If something goes wrong, it will be embarrassing.
"Do you have a suit? Give me one." Song Jing said.
The diplomats were all stunned, and Qi Shang was also shocked, "Sister Jing, are you going to act as a translator?"
"Master Saio, we understand your patriotic feelings very well. But besides us, there are six other countries present today. And today they all speak in the languages of various countries. They do not communicate in a unified language, even if they can speak English.
It won’t work.”
"Six languages is difficult?" Song Jing raised his eyebrows indifferently.
"..." A group of diplomats.
With this crazy tone and arrogant expression, does she know that even if she is bilingual, not many people can speak it, let alone speak the languages of so many countries.
Shi Yan smiled, raised his chin, and said, "Go get a women's suit."
"I'll get it." Qi Shang went to do it immediately.
"Master Saio, even if you can speak six languages, do you know which six countries are participating in the meeting today?" a diplomat questioned.
Even if she really knows several languages, is it possible that the countries whose languages she speaks all happen to be attending the meeting today?
It would be a bit childish to go into translation like this.
Song Jing glanced at the diplomat who asked the question, "When did I say that I only speak six languages?"
"What?" The others' jaws almost dropped in shock, "Master Saio, you...do you know the languages of many countries?"
"Absolutely." Song Jing suddenly said modestly, "Just a casual chat."
All the diplomats were immediately dumbfounded.
What do you mean by just chatting?
"Brother Yan, Sister Jing." Qi Shang came in with a women's suit, "This is the suit of a female staff member who is similar in stature to Sister Jing. She brought a spare, clean one."
"There is a changing room inside." Shi Yan pointed to a small room next to it.
Song Jing took the suit and went in.
All the diplomats were dumbfounded. Just decided like this? Are they really going to let Master Saio come on as an international translator?
"Master Shi, this..."
Shi Yan glanced at him coldly, and the diplomat who was about to speak was shaken, and he couldn't say anything.
The expressions of other diplomats were also condensed.
This man has a bad temper. If they question Master Saio's ability like this, aren't they just slapping him in the face?
It's no wonder that this man's face suddenly turned cold, and his aura was cold and full of oppression.
"If anything happens, I'll be responsible for it." Shi Yan glanced at everyone, "Any comments?"
How dare they have any opinions?
Forget it, they couldn't find a translator anyway, so they must be extremely alert and rely on on-the-spot reactions to fight this battle.
"The meeting time is coming soon, please enter first." A staff member reminded me.
The dressing room door opens.
Song Jing walked out in a navy blue suit. His long, disheveled dark hair had been styled into a high ponytail with a rubber band. He looked tall and sassy.
Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.
Let’s not talk about whether she can translate the languages of the other six countries when she comes on stage. Let’s just talk about this image. It still brings glory to Feng Country.
So cool, handsome and beautiful!
When Song Jing saw that everyone's eyes were on him, he showed no restraint, "Didn't you say that the time is up and you still won't leave?"
"Let's go! Let's go!" A group of diplomats reacted, "Let's go, let's enter the venue first."
Song Jing handed the bag in his hand to Qi Shang, "Please, please keep it for me for now."
"Sister Jing, you don't have to be so polite to me." Qi Shang smiled and took the bag.
Song Jingding nodded and turned to look at Shi Yan, who had already stood up. "Does it look good?" This was her first time wearing a suit.
"You go first, we will be there soon." Shi Yan said to Qi Shang.
Qi Shang nodded clearly and drove everyone else out of the lounge.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, and Shi Yan walked towards her slowly, raising his hand to lift her chin.
"I'm asking you, does it look good?"
"It looks good." Shi Yan gently rubbed the corner of her mouth twice with the pad of his thumb, "Wear it alone for me tonight."
The little girl looks cool and cool in a suit, and her beautiful eyes are raised coldly, which is really attractive.
He suddenly felt like going back on his word. He didn't want her to dress like this and go on stage as a translator. It was too easy for her grandchildren.