Mistakenly spoiling a hundred billion little sweet wife

Tang Shiyi was taken aback for a moment, she was at a loss for being named so.

"Well, I..." Tang Shiyi said, it's good to sit here.

In the long square table and the majestic conference room, his deep and cold voice was transmitted from the main seat to the back of the conference room, still full of domineering strength.

Tang Shiyi didn't finish his refusal, He Yanlie's eyes froze, and the deep and sharp eyes in his eyes seemed to say, dare to refuse, let's go home and settle the score together!
"Okay." Tang Shiyi picked up the document, and immediately, under the eyes of all the directors, bit the bullet and walked towards the majestic man in the suit who was sitting there.

But I was muttering in my heart that an interpreter could sit with the president. Does it make sense to spread the word!

At this time, Qi Tian moved over a chair and placed it directly beside He Yanlie.

"This……"

"Sit." He Yanlie tapped the table in front of Tang Shiyi with a pen, not giving her a chance to refuse.

Tang Shiyi's face was a little embarrassed. She took her bag, walked over carefully, and sat down with her head down.

The more than [-] directors present all focused their attention on Tang Shiyi, exploring, curious, gossiping...

"A meeting! What are you all staring at at a little girl?" He Yanlie swept the audience coldly, with a stern expression like a big devil, directly interrupting everyone's curiosity and gossip.

The directors all looked away, then went to take out their pens and documents, not daring to stare at Tang Shiyi again.

After He Yanlie finished speaking, he glanced at Tang Shiyi, who was sitting upright beside him, and evoked an imperceptible smile. When he withdrew his eyes, he opened the documents in front of him and prepared for the work before the meeting.

Tang Shiyi pursed his lips and snickered. From the corner of his eye, he carefully glanced at the man next to him who was seriously preparing for the meeting.

little girl?
She's pretty good at it, and she's a little embarrassed to boast about it openly.

The meeting was more serious and demanding than before, but what was different was that today's president did not have the sense of coercion that he had in the past few years, and during the meeting, he kept interacting with Tang Translator next to him.

"Translator Tang, what do you mean by this sentence, tell me." He Yanlie took out the document that had been printed earlier and underlined a line of French, then leaned towards Tang Shiyi's direction and asked her to accurately translate for him mean.

As soon as the man got closer, the clear cedar fragrance that belonged to him enveloped him. Tang Shiyi looked sideways and bumped into the man's eyes as deep as night.

Ask a question, what you are looking at is not a question, why keep staring at her?
In public, Tang Shiyi's face was a little burned by his gaze.

"Let me see." She hurriedly lowered her head to look at the sentence he was about to translate.

As soon as she lowered her head, the man beside her got closer, her warm breath spread around her ears, and the unique masculine breath lingered on the tip of her nose, which made Tang Shiyi's originally focused state a little distracted.

She shrank her neck from the itching and gave him an answer.

After listening to the translation, He Yanlie said lightly: "Oh", and sat back in his seat.

Tang Shiyi really thought that he, who was omnipotent, just encountered a sentence he didn't understand and needed her to translate it.

But the following scene made her feel that this man was deliberately taking the opportunity to get close to her and flirt with her.

After Tang Shiyi translated, he would raise new doubts after a while.

"Translator Tang, what about this." The man leaned over, this time because he moved too much, his lips directly brushed against Tang Shiyi's ear.

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